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"Didn't you know that Mobil Oil Company had two refineries and a plasticizer over here, and I was on vacation, so he asked me to come over and see it, and then donate money on his behalf. ”

The Daxia enthusiastically clinked glasses with Angela, and then took the initiative to shake hands with Li Mochen and hug: "I know you, Andre Lee Wildenstein, the hottest martial arts star on the East Coast at the moment." Meet Darcia Rockefeller, Angela's classmate at the Astral Noble Academy. I'm a fan of yours, and those games were pretty beautiful. ”

Li Mochen's eyebrows raised slightly, thinking that it was really a big deal. Rockefeller, a family that rose to prominence more than 200 years ago, was once the richest man. In modern times, although the family has been broken up many times and invested most of its assets in various charitable foundations, it is still one of the most powerful families in the whole of America.

However, this person's demeanor is easy-going, and he does not have the eyes of ordinary family children, so he can't have any disgust for the time being.

As soon as Gothia's words were finished, a person behind him sneered: "It's just a half-blood bastard, and it's just a little famous recently." I don't know what the Civic Party thinks, but they actually invited this guy over. He's not even a professional player, and the style of the Civic Party is really getting lower and lower. You're exalting him too much, Dacia. ”

Dacy suddenly frowned, glanced behind him coldly, and then smiled slightly: "Hey, everyone, I want to talk to my idol and Anqi now, give us a little personal space, okay?"

The group of boys and girls looked at each other, and then they all scattered helplessly. And after all the people behind him left, Dacia said apologetically: "Don't mind Andre, this is some of my playmates who came here on my own initiative after coming to Atlanta, and I can't even name many of them." There's no need to care about them, some idiots who don't have a bright head and are very closed-minded. Even I, a Manhattan, know you've acquired the Georgia Post. ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

Li Mochen really doesn't care, he doesn't have this bit of open-mindedness, and he can also hear that this young man named Dacia is really 'sincere'. He happened to find the Rockefeller consortium to pull venture capital for his company. But just then, he saw Nannett Drew not far away, smiling and raising his glass at him.

Li Mochen hesitated slightly, and then put down his wine glass: "I have something to do here, so I'll miss it." ”

And just after Li Mochen left, Dacia Rockefeller looked at his back with a different color: "Anqi, do you like this guy, right? Now it's boyfriend and girlfriend, right?"

"What are you asking for? It's none of your business. Angela didn't answer.

"How can you say that it doesn't matter? Many people know that Mr. Michelle met with Willenstein's Conseuly, and then the whole of Manhattan, and the social circles of Atlanta, exploded over it. Many people in my family want to know what the hell is that, it just so happens that I'm in Atlanta too. ”

Darcia shrugged his shoulders with a very helpless expression: "This is not just simple gossip, if that old man in Willtenstein and the Michelle Group get together, it may affect the current situation in the entire America, so many people are paying attention." I'm also being ordered to inquire now—"

"No comment!"

Angela snorted, but her eyes did not leave Li Mochen's figure at all: "What kind of person my father is, you know better than me, how do I know what kind of thoughts he has?"

"I think so too, but if the two of you really have plans to get married, Anqi, you won't object to it, right?"

Dacia's next look gradually became solemn: "But Anqi, you know what your future marriage will be like, right? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to look down on him, Andrei's talent is far above me, and his future is not something that I can compare with a gentleman." But Angel, do you think he can handle it now?"

Angela was silent, remembering the night two days before.

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"Ferguson, did he want you to sell your stake in the Georgia Post when he was talking to you just now?"

Nannett Drew was also invited this time, and he was placed in the fifth row due to his huge influence in the media world and his status as CEO of Rising Sun Press.

"With your strength as a boss, you don't need to care too much about him. It's a big deal to send him a bullet and let him go to the Lord of Radiance, or Hell. ”

Li Mochen couldn't help but be speechless, looking at this Drew lady with a stunned look, thinking that this is really what the editor-in-chief of a current political newspaper said to a person who is interested in politics in the future?

"Of course it's a joke, but since you have such an ability, boss, it's okay to be warned. That guy relied on some big guys to support him, and he was a little unscrupulous. ”

Nannett Drew led Li Mochen to the corner of the window: "I can guess what means he will use to the boss, it's generally fine, I can help the boss resolve it, try not to affect your business." But we have to prevent him from doing everything he can, which is tantamount to a complete break and a war against you. So, we might as well solve the problem in the first place, so that the matter does not develop out of control, just like you did with the Cardivan Group before, and use blood and fire to deter dissidents, but that level is not enough. If you can use force to deter or exterminate, then there is no need to bother with words, right? In this era, public opinion is very strong, but it still can't compare to the sword. ”

Li Mochen couldn't help but fall into contemplation, thinking to himself, is it really necessary to look like this?

"You've made my heart tick, Ms. Drew, but I don't think it's any different from the underworld?"

"There is never a difference, the so-called high society just grasps more powerful power, and then puts on a glamorous coat. They are even more cruel, more vicious, and more sinister than the underworld. ”

Ms. Drew smiled slightly: "Have you heard of the Ladlow massacre? That was two hundred years ago, when the Colorado Fuel and Iron Mining Company, controlled by the Rockefeller family, sent out private armies armed with armored vehicles and heavy machine guns, and the Colorado National Guard to suppress the strikes organized by the American Miners' Federation in Colorado. After 14 hours of fierce fighting, hundreds of dead and wounded, hundreds of women and children were burned alive, and then a long civil war of 'Colorado Guerrilla Warfare' was triggered, in which more than 1,000 people died. There are also some competitors of Standard Oil, all of whom were directly killed by the Rockefeller family's armament. But today's Rockefeller family is a well-known philanthropist in society, no one dares to mention this matter in the newspapers, and the federal government has not pursued criminal responsibility. In the same vein, there was Carnegie, who even waved butcher knives directly at his own workers. And even you, the Wildenstein family, are no exception, just twenty-seven years ago, you directly attacked a family for the right to run the port of Veron. ”

"I'll think about it. ”

Li Mochen's eyes flashed, noncommittal.

"Of course, this is just my personal opinion. ”

Nannett Drew continued: "Besides, you can also ask the Civic Party and Ms. Isolt for some help, after all, to fend off the sword of their rivals. ”