The next morning.

Charles. Outside Rockefeller's office.

"Mr. Rockefeller, I'm a reporter for CNN, and last night Jenny Brown. Are all Ms. Barnes' interviews with you true? ”

"No comment."

"Mr. Rockefeller, I'm a reporter for Time, do you really think women shouldn't be on an equal footing with men?"

"No comment."

"Mr. Rockefeller, I'm a Playboy reporter, and you said you're plus or minus 3 seconds now, excuse me..."

"Security, get him out of here!!"

Charles rushed into his office and slammed the door shut.

Before that, he managed to make his way through the crowd of protesters downstairs and the crowd of reporters outside his office.

When I came in, I saw a person sitting behind my desk.

Paul. Tibbetts leaned comfortably back in Charles' leather office chair, Charles cigar in his mouth and Charles's whiskey on the table.

With today's Washington Journal in hand.

The front page is none other than Jenny. Barnes' report on Charles:

At the scene of the large-scale social death, Charles bluntly said at the charity dinner that women are male appendages.

This phrase 'big social death scene' was Paul's inspiration for Jenny, and he had a hunch that it would soon become one of the buzzwords in the world.

"How did you get in!! Charles roared!

Paul shrugged: "I originally wanted to make an appointment with your assistant, but your assistant has been busy blocking reporters outside, so I walked in directly." ”

After that, he pointed to the guest position opposite, "Sit down." ”

Charles's face flushed with anger, but after a while, he sat down.

Because there was one thing he couldn't figure out, and he had to ask Paul.

"Last night I suddenly... Is it a good thing you did? ”

Paul immediately looked surprised.

"You mean that I was the one who made you suddenly speak the truth last night? Hah, how could I have that kind of ability, but... I can't prove that I don't have it. ”

This seems to be saying that last night's incident has nothing to do with Paul, but a closer look seems to have something to do with it, but Paul doesn't say it.

Charles was a little blindsided.

Paul continued: "Since you don't know, you should simply think that you have done something bad, and that Brother Jesus will not be able to see you." ”

Hearing this, Charles unconsciously touched the cross on his chest.

Although, he claimed that he was just a showman, and never really prayed.

After a short while, Charles asked resentfully, "What are you doing here?" ”

"I'll sort things out with you."

Paul put down the newspaper and picked up a list from Charles's desk.

As soon as he saw the list, Charles's face changed suddenly.

"How dare you turn over my stuff!"

"I didn't flip it, this thing is on your table."

Paul opened the list and said slowly: "You collected the list of Kirin's employees, which means that it is not enough to kick us out of the office building, but also to attack my employees." ”

"I, I, I... Yes, I'm just going to kill you step by step, what can you do to me. ”

This time he didn't have a mantra rope wrapped around his ankle, he just couldn't argue with it, and he simply didn't pretend.

Paul didn't speak, just stared at Charles.

The eyes are getting colder and colder.

From that look, Charles seemed to see the dead car leading to the cemetery.

The whole body shivered unconsciously.

"Then I'm going to advise you." Paul moved a little closer to Charles, "Don't provoke a guy who dares to take 80,000 lives with a single bomb." ”

Dead.

The air, as if condensed.

After a while, Charles snorted coldly: "What do you mean, do you want to slash my neck with a knife?" ”

After another dead silence, Paul smiled.

"That's not it, I just want to play something else when I leave the army, and I don't want to wipe people's necks every day."

"But look at your wrinkled neck being cut open with a knife, and the dark red blood rushing out like a fountain... It seems to be quite interesting. ”

It was so apt that Charles let go of the cross again and covered his neck.

"I won't do that, though, after all, Mary will be sad if you die."

"Maria? Sad? Charles was completely stunned.

"Yes, in ten years at most, Mary will come to you and offer you all your assets at a price that you will surely refuse, but your board of directors will never refuse."

"And then tell you out loud, Charles. Rockefeller, you're nothing. ”

"Until then, if you have anything long, she'll really cry."

"She's sad, and I'm sure I'm not having a good time."

"So, please live your life, do some gymnastics every day or something, give Maria a few more years, and..."

Paul's tone is accentuated:

"If you dare to play sinister tricks again, although I won't do anything to you, after all, I don't have that ability."

"But!"

"Brother Jesus will definitely come to collect you again!"

Paul said as he tore up the list of Kirin employees that Charles had collected and threw it in front of Charles.

"Got it."

Look at each other!

After only a few seconds of disagreement, Charles curled up in his chair like a deflated balloon.

"I see."

After confirming the eyes, this guy really recognized it.

After all, who is not afraid of the manifestation of Brother Jesus or something.

"Great."

Paul stood up, "By the way, I heard that your board of directors will hold an emergency shareholder meeting tomorrow and have a vote of no confidence in you, right?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Charles leaned on his chair.

His remarks at the charity dinner yesterday were outrageous, and now that the negative press is overwhelming, it is only natural that the board of directors should dissociate themselves from him as soon as possible.

If the vote of confidence passes, Charles will lose the management of the company, although he will still be the largest shareholder of the company.

In the future, I can only wait at home to get dividends, and even the company is not allowed to step further.

For a businessman, this is no different from death.

Charles spent the night calling various shareholders, hoping to convince them one by one not to vote in favor, coercion and inducement.

However, the effect is not significant.

If you don't manage to turn the tide in one day, tomorrow ...

"You... Is there any way you can help me? By the time Charles reacted, he had already blurted out his words.

He was so desperate that he even took Paul on the other side as a lifesaver.

Looking at Charles's appearance, Paul thinks...

It's pretty cool.

"How could I possibly help you." Paul spread his hands and pretended to be innocently surprised, "You think too highly of me, the only thing I can help you is... Good luck. ”

With that, he got up and patted Charles on the shoulder.

"I sincerely hope that you will survive the vote, otherwise, Mary will be lost."

Leave the office.

Along the way, Paul was still reminiscing about Charles's last looks.

Well, it should have completely calmed him.

After all, in the face of real miracles, even the most vicious people can be in awe.

Okay, that's the end of this little thing.

Now that I've come to Washington, I've just put an end to a big event.

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Recommended ticket, commuter pass, thank you!!