A group of high-level people at Fidelity looked at each other, and Sean referred to David Rockefeller by his first name several times.

In the end, he simply called the old guy directly.

It can be seen that this arrogant guy does not take David, the helmsman of the Rockefeller family, in his eyes at all.

Yes, Sean said that on purpose.

Anyway, if he goes out of this door, he will never admit it.

It's all slander, revenge and provocation by the opponent Chiguoguo.

I, Sean Rockefeller, am a good capitalist young man who knows how to respect the old and love the young!

"If you're not satisfied, you can not buy it, we didn't force you, it's not a reason for you to run to Fidelity to use violence!" The tone of the president of Fidelity was much softened, but he still had to protect Fidelity's face.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense." Sean shook his hand impatiently, "Those companies, those patents, all have the surname Rockefeller, you are just a group of managers, you really fucking treat yourself as the master!" ”

"This is an irrevocable entrustment, which cannot be changed when the entrustment is reached, only the beneficiaries who have reached the age of 30 can request revocation when they are sober and not threatened or bewitched, otherwise, they are the managers of these assets, which is a legal ......"

Yes, it is almost impossible for even the beneficiary to revoke the commission, although the law allows it, but how can you prove that you are sober and not coerced?

I'm here to protect your interests, it's for your good!

Elvis Presley's woman has always been something that will not belong to her because she can't prove that she is mentally healthy and because she has a history of drug abuse.

And how many people in the United States have no history of drug abuse, and the president has flown over the leaves.

This is also the reason why David Rockefeller has always had nothing to do with this trust company.

Unless......

Fidelity's legal counsel, the barrister, was spitting all over his mouth, and Sean gently poked the bald Lear next to him.

Lille jumped up suddenly, his face hideous, propped up the table with one hand, pointed at the gray-haired lawyer with the other, and cursed loudly: "Fuck you law, you damn old man, mom mess with Fack, Fack your whole family, all the women in your family!" ”

What to bury, what Lille scolds.

Crazy swearing!

Lille's sudden upsurge plunged the entire conference room into an eerie silence.

The people of Fidelity all stared blankly at this foul-mouthed fellow, their faces full of confusion.

Where did this damn rude guy come from!

Why is he here!

Thor lowered his head and reached out to cover his face, he was afraid that he would laugh out loud.

Sean had a straight face, if he hadn't received professional training, he would definitely not have been able to hold back.

Accustomed to negotiations, accustomed to talking about rules and laws, the lawyer who can show off his lips the most was scolded for a while.

Lille scolded for a full three minutes before the other responded.

"Damn it, you rude red neck, you, you, you dare to insult me, I'm going to sue you, I'm going to send you to jail!" The lawyer's hair was about to blow up, and he had never been so angry.

"Come on, come on!" Lille was even more vigorous, and went round the conference table, roaring, and rushing towards the old lawyer like an angry lion.

At this moment, the old lawyer's mouth was wide open in fright, and he couldn't say a word.

Obviously, when faced with each other, the mouth cannon can never punch or kick.

In the face of the irascible Lille, no one in the high-ranking group of Fidelity dared to stand up and make a declaration of justice at this time.

You can't expect a bunch of multimillionaires in their 50s to fight with the stinking security guard of Lille.

"You're going to fucking sue me now, come on, call, call the police, hurry up!" Lille snatched his mobile phone from the old lawyer and slapped it on the conference table, "Hit, if you don't call the police, you are my grandson!" ”

"You, you, you ......" The old lawyer was rushed by Lille's murderous aura and calmed down on the spot.

Well, very calm.

Threats and insults or something, it is impossible to put Lille in jail, and he will be released on bail for some money, which is only useful for some poor ghosts.

"I warn you, don't be so impulsive, you just almost killed Mr. Phillips, I can sue you for deliberate killing, and you will be sentenced to at least five years in prison." The old lawyer didn't speak quickly, and he hoped to use his calm words to make the guy in front of him fearful.

Phillips:???

What does it have to do with me!?

When did I say I was going to sue him!

Don't fucking frame people!

"Five years!" The first thing that came to Lille's mind was the hotel-style prison.

That's great!

"Come on, old fellow!" Lille grabbed the old lawyer by the collar, and with one arm, he lifted the man directly from the seat, "Now, immediately, sue me immediately!" ”

"5 years is not enough, at least 20 years!"

"Not only am I going to kill him, I'm going to kill you!"

"Cut off your head little by little, use a chainsaw, and cut your whole family into pieces!"

Lifted in the air by Lille, the old lawyer felt that he could not breathe, his face turned red, and he could not speak.

When a person is not afraid of the law, the lawyer who uses the law as a weapon is useless.

He was just like he was now, being tossed around in his hands at will.

Seeing that the old lawyer was strangled and rolled his eyes, Sean was still holding his arms on the ground and watching, as if he was not afraid that Lil would really kill the old lawyer.

Yes, Sean is really not afraid.

Dead is dead.

There is no death penalty in New Jersey, and Lille is at best in prison.

I'm sorry that the prison is run by itself!

Since taking the prison, Sean's group of subordinates have been unusually active when it comes to taking the guilt......

In the past, it was a lottery, whoever was unlucky went to prison, but now it is still to raise money, and whoever is lucky goes to prison.

The treatment inside is better than the outside!

Not to mention anything about freedom, for most people in the 80s, most of them who have never been out of their own city in their lives.

Besides, Sean wouldn't really restrict their freedom.

Even if something happens, it's a problem with the prison management, and it has a penny to do with Sean, a legitimate businessman?

No!

"Sean, you, stop him, do you really want him to kill Phil!" Seeing that the old lawyer had begun to kick his legs, the president of Fidelity didn't care to test Sean's attitude, so he stood up and yelled loudly.

"What does it have to do with me, I can't control him." Sean pursed his lips and said indifferently.

"You!" President Fidelity was really anxious, "Sean, don't be like this, there's nothing you can't talk about, we don't mean to embarrass you, I swear." ”

"Are you sure? Can you talk? Sean laughed.

"I'm sure!" The president of Fidelity raised his hand and said loudly.

"Lille, are you fucking crazy again, hurry up and put people down for Lao Tzu." As if he had just seen it, Sean pointed at Lille and scolded loudly, "Damn, how can you treat a kind old man like this!" ”

Hearing Sean's words, Lille let go, and the old lawyer who called Phil fell down and knocked down the seat.

The people of Fidelity hurriedly pounced, stroked their chests and smoothed their breath, and Straight Phil coughed violently a few times, and then slowly eased up.

Phil just couldn't breathe, and it was only more than 30 seconds before and after, and it was still too early for his life to be in danger.

After more than ten minutes on the straight, the relieved Fidelity side sat back down at the negotiating table.

A group of old men looked angrily at Lille, who bared his teeth in disapproval.

"Do you really want to kill? Do you know what will happen if you kill someone? ”

"Even if you escape the death penalty, you will still be imprisoned for life, and you will have to stay in that small iron cage for the rest of your life, unable to get out, and tortured." Fidelity people try to use 'reasoning' against Lille.

"Have you ever heard of a hotel-style prison?" Lille looked up and said with a look of longing: "I think the conditions there are much better than I am now." ”

Hotel-style prison ?!!

A group of people turned their heads to look at Sean, who showed a big smile, "I guess you've heard about it before, about ...... Half a month ago? ”

"I, Sean Rockefeller, have converted a hotel-style prison with its own beach, garden, gymnasium, swimming pool, and simply put, it's a super upscale community, as long as you don't leave the community, you can do whatever you want."

"There's only a small fee." Sean stretched out his hand and made a gesture to count the money, "If you are punished by the law one day, you can come to me, and I will give you a twenty percent discount." ”

Fidelity people: "......"

Damn New Jersey!

Damn capitalists!

Damn the law!

Gan!

"Ahem, sorry to bother you." Saul coughed lightly, attracting everyone's attention before he said, "I have to point out in advance that Mr. Lille Biedrins was once a brave and fearless American soldier, and he made many meritorious deeds on the battlefield and received medals. ”

"He has made meritorious contributions to the United States, he has shed blood for the United States, and he has fought for all the people of the United States!"

"After the war ended, Lille put down his gun and returned to peace." As he spoke, Thor seemed to be moved, and reached out to gently wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

However, Sean was very suspicious that this guy was holding back tears from laughter.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, I'm so impressed!" Thor calmed down before continuing: "But, something unfortunate happened. ”

"As a result of his long experience of the war, Lille suffered from a very severe 'post-war traumatic stress disorder', a mental illness that produces violent tendencies and hallucinations when strongly stimulated."

"This can be attested to by the military, as can the three authoritative hospitals in New Jersey."

"Oh, by the way, I brought the relevant inspection report today." As he spoke, Thor pulled out a stamped document and placed it on the table in the conference room.

There was an eerie silence in the meeting room.

A group of high-level executives at Fidelity looked like they had eaten a piece of hot, and their expressions were extremely uncomfortable.

I'm going to fuck you!

Mean, shameless, indecent, shameless......

All the foul language appeared in their minds, but no one scolded them, but their faces were pale.

Of course, they have no doubt about the authenticity of which medical examination report is on the table.

It's not hard!

They can do it too.

Psychosis, a condition full of metaphysics.

And coincidentally, Lille really has a more serious 'post-war psychological trauma syndrome', and this time Sean really didn't lie.

Shortly after his retirement, Lille went to prison for fighting, a post-war traumatic syndrome that was diagnosed at that time.

At that time, X security had not yet been established.

However, this will be fine after Lille enters the semi-militarized organization of X Security.

Well, I can usually vent, and occasionally I can come out to kill someone to relax or something.

This is also the reason why Lille was chosen to do this kind of thing, this guy has a very murderous aura, just now Sean is not organized, he will really kill Phil.

Oh, that's something Phil feels very clearly.

So, Phil didn't want to talk.

I hate you people who want to kill people at every turn, and you don't have any technical content at all.

"By the way, Mr. Lille went to prison once, in Pennsylvania, and at that time, X security was not in place."

"In view of this situation, my boss, Mr. Sean Rockefeller, out of charity and out of the feelings of his comrades-in-arms, chose to provide a good living environment for Lille and many people with the same symptoms as Lille, so as to avoid unnecessary harm to them and to society."

"That's why X Security is established." Thor said, clenching his fists and waving them fiercely, "Mr. Sean is really a good guy!" ”

"It is worthy of the Rockefeller family, with the blood of charity flowing in his body!"

"This is what I should do!" Sean smiled and nodded, he felt a slight blush, a slight hint, after all, what Saul said was true.

"Poof, Kukukuku!" Lille couldn't hold it anymore and covered his mouth and laughed.

"What the fuck are you laughing at!" Sean turned his head to look at it with a dark face.

"Poof, boss, I, Kuku, I think of something glad to be happy about." Lille grinned wide, reaching out and scratching his bald head.

"What a happy thing!" Sean gritted his teeth.

"I, yes, my cat has a baby." Lille said solemnly.

"Poof!" Thor finally couldn't help it.

"What are you laughing at!"

"My dog has also given birth." Thor covered his face.

It's so unprofessional, I'm a special lawyer who actually laughs!

"Alright, guys, we're negotiating, we're not putting on a show!" Fidelity's president couldn't stand it anymore.

Damn, it's endless, scare us old men, right?

I tell you, we ......

I'm scared!

Yes, I'm afraid.

"Mr. Sean, you are also a billionaire with assets of hundreds of millions, and your assets are among the top 500 people in the world, you ...... like this" The president of Fidelity spread his hands helplessly, "It is very inconsistent with your identity, and it is also discrediting the surname Rockefeller." ”

"The identity of bullshit." Sean snorted, "Four years ago, I was a fucking big soldier, and I was still fighting people on the battlefield in the rain of bullets. ”

"Three years ago, I was serving fucking plates at a pizza shop!"

"I lived this life until I got a phone call that my dad, whom I had never met, died!"

"That day, I happily rushed to the back kitchen of the pizzeria and resigned from the owner and chef, only to run into a gangster."

"The killers in Seramanga fired wildly at a gang boss in the pizzeria, firing more than 100 rounds of bullets, killing everyone in the shop."

"A stray bullet hit me in the back of the head." As he spoke, Sean patted the back of his head, "The bones are broken." ”

"But I survived, and the next day I insisted on attending my father's funeral."

"Now, it's only been two years, and you're telling me about your identity?"

"Hah!" Sean sneered, "Fuck you, everything I did was fought with my life, and it has nothing to do with identity." ”

"I was almost shot a few months ago."

"To hell with identity!"

The people of Fidelity looked up to the sky and sighed, their usual methods of dealing with those second and third generations were not good for Sean.

This made a group of people both helpless and frustrated.

"There are rules for everything, you can't do this, you can't keep doing it with this means." The president of Fidelity had kindness on his face.

He tried to persuade Sean to change his ways and go on the right path.

"Rules?" Sean shrugged, "I know the rules, I haven't broken the rules, aren't you still dead?" ”

A few people's eyes almost didn't pop out, what is this special thing called, what is it called not dead!

Co-authoring has to wait until we die to be considered a bad rule!

And that's exactly what happened.

When today's events get out, no one will scold Sean for breaking the rules, only laughing at them for being cowardly and frightened by a little guy who hasn't grown all his hair in a few clicks.

will only treat them as a laughing stock.

It didn't happen to you, who would believe it?

Everyone still believes that art knows no borders and sports have no borders!

The result?

Fuck you!

And fucking believe that personal property is sacrosanct!

Fuck you!

As for intimidation?

Until something really happens, it's all normal business.

What big company hasn't done anything to intimidate?

It's just that there are some differences between the means and the objects.

The Fidelity group of people can't say what they are suffering, they really feel the threat.

What is the use of this rule!

"Okay, let's get down to business." The president of Fidelity sorted out his mood and squeezed out a smile.

"Want to talk about it now?" Sean was amused.

"Why didn't you just talk to me before? Why is coming up like giving Lao Tzu a dismount? ”

"Oh, didn't you scare me?"

"There's nothing else you can do with me?"

"So you want to talk about it now?"

"I don't want to talk about it now!"

"You provoked me first." Sean knocked on the table a few times, "It's not like you can talk about it if you want to. ”

"There is a word for you, you can decide when to start the war, but, when it ends, I have the final say."

"Remember, you owe me once, and I'll come to you when I need it, and I hope you won't play any tricks on me then."

After that, Sean stood up and turned around and walked out, and when he walked to the door of the conference room, he suddenly stopped, turned to look at a few people and said: "I am a ruler, I will continue to buy technology and equipment, just according to the market price, I never take advantage of others." ”

As the words fell, the door to the conference room was opened, and Sean swaggered out.

'Bang' the door of the conference room automatically closed, and a group of people looked at each other.

Phillips closed his eyes and rubbed his temples with a headache.

It's fucking unlucky.

"I didn't expect this kid to be that old-fashioned."

High EQ: Old-school style

Low EQ: Violent elements

Before the 40s in the United States, or a little earlier, in the last century, none of those good people who could become big capitalists were ruthless and decisive.

They will follow the rules and at the same time will be reciprocated.

In that era of lawlessness, there was one who could stand firm, and there was one who did not advocate violence.

This is especially evident in Detroit and Chicago, the old industrial areas of the Great Lakes in the north.

Americans have violence in their bones.

Even the lobster has two more pincers than the others......

Fidelity's people could only watch Sean and his party walk away.

There is no precedent for a rich man to be imprisoned in the United States, and Madoff is because he has no money after the bombing, not to mention, it will be decades later, not to mention Epstein's little pleasure.

There are one and two, and the capitalists will not allow this door of hell to be pushed open.

It's like a political struggle, and if you fail, it's a big deal to enter the revolving door, be a consultant, be a lobbyist, and be active in high society.

As soon as Sean and his party came out of the International Building, Old Man David not far away received a call, and listening to the narration on the other end of the phone, Old Man David couldn't help but gasp.

This guy really dares to knock on the door!!

This is something that Old Man David didn't expect.

It was the Fidelity United Trust, which was in charge of close to $30 in assets, and its tentacles were all over the United States, not to mention that behind Fidelity stood the head office of Fidelity.

Behind the head office of Fidelity stands the Boston consortium!

The relationship between the big companies in the United States is complicated, which is one of the reasons why the patriarch of the dignified Rockefeller family has nothing to do with the Fidelity Trust.

The resentment is so deep that I didn't forget to complain about it in my autobiography decades later.

This kind of complaint from a big man who stands at the top of the world, that really left a deep memory on him.

That's why David threw Sean over before.

Xiao Young, who started from scratch in two years, is so arrogant in his bones, and looks like he doesn't put the whole world in his eyes, which in David's opinion, is that the journey is too smooth, and the opponents are too weak, so that Sean has not been beaten from the society, which has caused him to be unpopular now.

Let Sean touch the nail and go through some ups and downs, this is the love of the elders for the younger generations, so that you can go more smoothly in the future, this is for your good.

There is a good call, I am for your good!

Of course, it's not bad to throw a hard bone at Fidelity and scrap the teeth of those guys.

It's just that David never expected that Sean would be so impulsive that he would go directly to the door, looking like he was going to kill the whole family.

This......

It's just so ungraceful!

Moreover, Fidelity may not give up and be ...... by Vietnam Phew, someone knocked on the door like this, if you don't return it, it's simply,

Don't even have a face!

Little one, there's trouble!

Wait, wait for the loss, beg to come to the door, and help him mediate again.

Yes, David has a way to help Sean mediate.

Don't look at the fact that he has a lot of grudges with Fidelity because of the trust issue, but he also has a lot of cooperation with Fidelity Corporation, or the Rockefeller Consortium and the Boston Consortium.

Seek cooperation in struggle, and fight each other in cooperation.

It's like the elephant party and the donkey party in the United States.

In fact, the relationship between the Rockefeller consortium and the Boston consortium is not bad, and they once supported Kennedy's ascension together and won a large amount of defense orders for the Rockefeller and Boston consortium.

Although he was killed by pain in the end......

It's too good to be a demon.

Among the shareholders of many large American companies are the Rockefeller consortium and other consortiums.

It may also be hostile to each other, and both of the two companies you live and die have Rockefeller's shares.

It's a mess.

However, in the eyes of the big conglomerates at the top, this is called diversification of venture capital, and both companies have my shares, and no matter who eats whom in the end, they can dominate more of the market, and I am the winner in the end.

You may earn blood, and I will never lose!

It's nothing more than spending a little extra money when investing.

Nothing money can solve is a thing.

And the fact that the two rival companies also understand and are willing to accept this situation will level the playing field for both companies and condense them into the commercial sphere, which is enough.

To each his own, he takes what he needs.

Now, Sean is that kind of character in David's eyes.

Fight to win Fidelity, David can vent his anger.

If he loses the fight, it can sharpen Sean's temperament, so that he can finally control Sean, the evil dragon.

Although Sean was unexpectedly bad by his means.

No loss, no loss!

Hanging up the phone, David straightened his collar in a good mood and told his secretary that he was going to go to the International Building.

When a junior in the family does such a rude thing, he, as an elder, of course has to rush to the scene as soon as possible and laugh loudly...... Phew, it is a cordial condolence.

Can I, the patriarch of the Rockefeller family, a 70-year-old man, do that kind of thing that mocks others?

Definitely not!

David was in a very happy mood and asked the secretary to tidy up his clothes, and walked outside with his civilization stick.

The Rockefeller family office is not tall and inconspicuous in the Rockefeller Center.

The building is only three floors above ground.

Waiting for the elevator in the corridor, David heard a shout from outside the building as soon as the elevator arrived.

"Fifth grandfather, fifth grandfather, grandson, I'm back!" Extended Lincoln stopped at the door of the Rockefeller family office, and Sean shouted with a smile as he got out of the car and shouted into the empty hall on the first floor of the family office.

While shouting, Sean waved enthusiastically, "Fifth grandfather, why did you come down in person." ”

Inside the car, Saul craned his neck stupidly to look, he wanted to see what the Rockefeller real person looked like, but ......

The empty hall, where is there any Rockefeller figure.

So, Thor's eyes widened in horror as he looked at Sean's back as he walked towards the building with his arms outstretched.

Fack, this guy is racing!

On the third floor, David stood at the elevator door in a daze.

Tilt your head and listen to the sound below.

This voice, is it Sean?

No, it's so cordial after only meeting once!?

Wrong!

Did I go down?

looked left and right, and the secretaries and bodyguards around him also looked at him with a confused expression.

David's presbyopia eyes widened instantly, his whole body stiffened, broken, and hit!

I'm behind it!

Sean stood in front of the family office and waved his arms and shouted so loudly, and the news would soon get out.

There was just such a big incident over there, and I don't know how many people are staring at every move here.

As soon as I went to Fudasa, I ran back to see myself as soon as possible, and I was so enthusiastic about the "grandson" and "grandson".

Surely this makes people think that they did it?

After all, just one Sean, not his own support, how dare he!

Even if someone has doubts, can they stand up and deny it?

Do you deny that you didn't let Sean's stinky boy knock on the door?

Say you can't command Sean?

Or is Sean Rockefeller not from the Rockefellers?

No!

The dignified patriarch of the Rockefeller family doesn't want to lose face!?

Mommy Fake, this little fox, pulled yourself into the pit!

He could have imagined that the kid behind him would inadvertently reveal that he had instructed him......

No, it's not!

Looking at Sean, who was standing in the sun with a mouthful of big white teeth, smiling so brightly, Old Man David instantly denied what he had just thought.

This guy is so small and sunny, he will definitely say everywhere that everything is his own decision, and it has nothing to do with the Rockefeller family.

And the more he said that, the more people didn't believe it!

The more you take the responsibility on yourself, the more sure everyone is that you support it!

Shit!

But this guy is still telling the truth.

But I can only keep silent.

I just can't blame him!

I still have to wipe his ass!

Smashed!

Smashed!!

Phew, disgusting!

What a straightforward person the fourth brother Winthrop is, how can he have such a treacherous and cunning offspring?

It's not scientific!

Quickly entered the elevator to the first floor, stood at the elevator door, and looked at the figure with a sunny smile on his face and striding towards him with open arms, David Rockefeller was a little distracted.

In a trance, he seemed to see the figure of his youth in Sean's body.

The same sunny and cheerful, the same broad friends, the same handsome, the same high ......

Ahem, this one is a little bit.

Well, the same knows how to disguise.

It's just that back then, he was harmless to humans and animals in disguise, and this kid was disguised as impulsive and reckless.

Damn, damn the one who wrote the report for himself!

You call this impulsive recklessness!?

I'll fire him tomorrow!

So, this guy ......

Shaking his head and throwing the thought out of his head, Sean had already walked in front of David.

With a big hug, the tall Sean and the short David hugged him directly into his arms and said loudly: "Grandpa, I'm back!" To hell with the Fidelity guys! ”

"I'm going to give you a breath." The last sentence, Sean said in David's ear.

What the hell am I ...... You little bastard!

David was angry and secretly rolled his eyes.

At this point, David has to cooperate with Sean to make a full set of tricks even if he is unhappy.

"Well done, little one!" David smiled and patted Sean on the shoulder......

I don't know if I take the initiative to bend down, forget it, I can't reach it......

David gave a thumbs up

"That's it!" Sean unceremoniously agreed.

He also praised his wit today.

The two looked at each other with bright smiles on their faces.

Old fox!

Little fox!