American TV series

The police came to Carpenter's door as soon as he returned. After all, many people saw him being kidnapped and reported the crime on the spot.

The moment he saw the police, Carpenter was going crazy. The police always arrived when the matter was over. He turned his anger on the police, "Why are you asking me now? What's the use!"

"If you encounter any difficulties, sir, you can tell us and we will do our best..."

"Okay, there is no report, everything is normal." Carpenter waved his arms, and the purple marks on his neck were clearly visible, "What kind of kidnapping? Where is the kidnapping? Which of your eyes saw the kidnapping?"

"Sir, I must warn you about your neck."

"I have a good neck. It was a joke between friends." Carpenter said with a dark face as he thought of the body that was dragged away.

"Okay, if you insist." The two policemen couldn't help but drop a sentence as they closed their notebooks and turned to leave, "You guys had a really good time!"

After the police left, Carpenter, who had experienced a life-and-death crisis, vented wildly in the living room for a while, even smashing the TV to pieces.

…

"I found a filling factory. It's not for alcohol, but for beverages. But I asked someone to look at the machine. It's a universal type. It's perfectly fine for filling and sealing wine." Sol looked at it furiously.

When Sean arrived, he said eagerly: "The problem now is that we don't have the money to take him down, even if the factory is about to go bankrupt."

"Who said you have to have money to buy things?" Sean put down the things in his hands and reached out to take the information from Sol.

"Hey, this is not okay. This is a serious business transaction. You can't use the same tactics as before. I heard what Bill and the others said a few days ago. You guys are just..." Saul didn't know what to say.

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“Who said serious means must cost money?”

"Just kidding!"

…

North of Newark, there is a small town called Passaic.

A stretched Lincoln parked at the gate of a somewhat dilapidated factory. The door opened. Jonas, wearing a black suit and white gloves, got out of the driver's seat and walked to the side to open the door.

Sean, wearing a dark blue suit and a decent smile on his face, stepped out of the car.

Thormei strode forward with a young man to greet him, "Hello, Mr. Sean Rockefeller."

"Let me introduce to you, this is Heywood Luther, Minx Luther is his father, and now he has inherited this factory."

Heywood hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand, "Hello, Mr. Rockefeller, it's an honor to meet you."

"Hello, Mr. Luther." Sean had a decent smile on his face and looked very gentleman. He reached out and shook Luther gently.

"Mr. Rockefeller, let's go in and take a look." Saul stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

Sean turned his head and looked inside. He didn't know what the factory was like, but weeds were already growing in the open space of the factory.

Seeing this scene, Sean couldn't help but frown, an impatient look flashed across his face, "I don't think so, Sol."

Hearing what Sean said, Heywood became anxious. The factory he inherited was on the verge of bankruptcy and was insolvent, so he was eager to sell it.

Fortunately, before he could say anything, he heard Sean say: "You can handle it and I will issue a power of attorney."

After saying that, he nodded slightly to Heywood next to him, showed a polite smile, then turned and walked towards the car. Jonas opened the door again, Sean got in, and the car turned around and drove away.

"Hahahaha." Jonas burst out laughing not long after the car drove out, "Shit, Sean, did you see that, that guy just now was completely fooled by you, he really thought you were a Rockefeller."

Well, when you said you couldn't go in, he turned red in anxiety."

"Is that called bluffing?" Sean smiled and took out the cigarette case, flicked his thumb on the bottom of the cigarette case, and a cigarette jumped out.

"That guy must have never dreamed that this car was actually rented. It's so funny." This was the first time that Jonas relied on his brain to do things instead of violence. Although he was only responsible for opening and closing the car door, it still made him laugh.

He was extremely excited.

On the other side, watching the elongated Lincoln disappear, Thor's face immediately darkened, "Mr. Heywood, why don't you have someone clean up the factory? At least it looks like it should be done. You are making it difficult for me to do this."

ah."

"Mr. Saul, listen to me, I really have no money." Heywood said with a bitter smile on his face, "Besides, my factory is about to go bankrupt. Isn't this normal? I didn't expect this."

Mr. Rockefeller..."

"You know, he may have never been to such a shabby place in his life." Saul pointed back at the shabby factory behind him and said with a somewhat unhappy look on his face.

Heywood could only apologize. He believed this. After all, he was a son of the Rockefeller family, although he didn't know why the other party wanted to buy a shabby factory like his.

But that's not important, as long as this shabby factory can be sold, that's enough.

"Saul, in this way, I can increase the commission by another percentage point. What do you think? You must help me." Heywood could only think of this solution.

Two days ago, when Heywood was worried about how to get rid of the trouble of the factory, Saul found him and said that he had a way to help him sell the factory, but for a 2% commission, Heywood agreed on the spot.

Then today's scene happened.

Perhaps he was tempted by the increased commission, and a smile broke out on Sol's face again, "Okay, then we need to talk about the details. Let me explain in advance that I must fight for some benefits for Mr. Rockefeller, even if these benefits are only superficial.

of."

"You know, these young men care most about face."

"Of course, of course." Heywood immediately agreed. As long as the actual interests are not damaged, he doesn't care about face.

…

"Bang" the door was pushed open, and Sol walked in with a proud look on his face.

This small laboratory in a residential building in a Brooklyn neighborhood has become a stronghold for Sean and his gang.

"The terms have been negotiated, and they are better than expected!" Sol said with a cheerful face as soon as he entered the door.

"How did you say that?" Sean asked with a smile.

"Sign the transfer agreement first, and settle the payment after three months. All expenses incurred during these three months will be charged to you." Saul pulled up a chair and sat down and said: "Originally, he didn't want to agree, but I said

After asking Mr. Rockefeller to send people over in advance to clean up the factory and equipment, he immediately agreed."

"He's crazy. He started using it without paying. How could he agree to it?" Yuri looked confused. He didn't know what happened today.

Jonas and others laughed and told each other about how Sean had deceived each other by pretending to be a wealthy Rockefeller son.

The corner of Yuri's mouth twitched. Sean was really a member of the Rockefeller family. However, Sean wouldn't let him tell anyone about this, so Jonas and the others didn't know.