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While walking around the 747's belly cabin, Sean waved and gestured: "The upper cabin is all open, and he can get all the luxurious bedrooms, bars, dance halls, screening rooms, and golf courses."

“A restaurant is a must, you can go from New York to Paris with one meal!”

"A swimming pool is a must-have, and pool parties are always a classic repertoire!"

"Oh, by the way, don't forget the office, conference room, work can't be delayed!"

Every time Sean said something, White Kane's expression became weirder. In the end, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Oh my God, this is simply a super sky palace flying in the sky!"

Sean smiled and nodded to White Kane, "Yes, you finally understand the essence of it."

White Kane held his head, he was completely shocked by this extremely luxurious idea.

Is this the real rich man?

What limits my imagination?

It’s smaller, the layout is smaller!

"I'm talking more generally, but I'm sure you have a lot of designers. It should be noble and elegant, and don't use gold decoration at all times. People will know at a glance that they are a nouveau riche. I prefer the low-key and luxurious kind."

"Oh my God, all I can say is that you are really..." White Ken took a long breath. He wanted to say luxury, but he changed his words when he spoke, "You really know how to enjoy yourself."

"Of course, after making so much money, I always have to be kinder to myself, what do you think?" Sean smiled and nodded.

"Oh, by the way, there must be a garage on the lower floor. I have to take my own bulletproof vehicle with me when I go out. They are all extended types."

White Kane felt a little numb. No wonder he needed such a big plane. Yes, he would definitely not be able to fit it in if it was too small.

"Finally, a small amphibious aircraft will also be installed inside." Sean looked at White Kane with a solemn look, "In case the aircraft fails in the air, I want to be able to quickly replace it mid-flight."

"Mark my words, safe, safe, or fucking safe!" Sean waved his arms vigorously.

This is the first time I heard the fear of death expressed in such a refreshing and refined way.

Although he was complaining in his heart, White Kane could not hide the look of shock on his face. This idea was so novel, no one had ever had such an idea before.

No, it can’t be said that there is no such thing. White Kane thought of a plane, and the expression on his face became very exciting. He looked at Sean strangely, “Sir, you are not trying to build a private version of the aerial vehicle.”

Number one, right?”

"Air No. 1?" Sean was stunned. He had never thought that many people in later generations would use large airplanes as private jets, especially those from the Middle East.

But thinking about it, Sky One seems to be pretty similar, but he prefers work style to enjoying himself.

"Can it be changed like that?" Sean suddenly became interested.

Now it was White Kane's turn to be in a daze, "You really have such a terrible idea, don't you? It's impossible. The cost is beyond imagination. The entire shell of Air One is bulletproof."

"Anti-missile?"

"Stop joking." White Kane shook his head like a rattle.

"Then you talk about bulletproof." Sean lost interest instantly, "Is it possible that the AK can hit an altitude of 10,000 meters?"

If someone really wants to fly a fighter jet to attack you in the sky, that's life. As long as you can't stop Sidewinder missiles, is there any point in being bulletproof or not?

All in one shot!

"You understand what I mean, so tell me if you can do it." Sean said as he found a random place to sit down on the plane.

White Kane said nothing and looked at the people in the technical department next to him.

He was in charge of marketing, but he didn't know much about technology. Because ordering a private jet would require design and modification, he specifically asked the technical department to send someone to follow him.

The person in the technical department was a fat man. He pushed up his glasses and said: "Most of them are fine. After all, the current Air One is modified from a 747. It only needs to redesign the internal structure. The difficulty lies in balancing the center of gravity. Technically, there is not much."

problem."

"but……"

"Constructing a swimming pool on an aircraft... Liquid water will shake violently when accelerating and decelerating, causing the center of gravity to become unstable, which will have a great impact on the aircraft, and water will also flow out. This technology needs to be re-tested and developed."

"What's so difficult about this," Sean said casually.

"Ha." The fat man's eyes were full of disdain. He didn't even bother to explain to a poor guy like Sean who only had money.

Can you understand what I said?

"No, just add a cover to the swimming pool. What's the use of covering it?" Sean didn't understand at all what was so difficult about such a simple thing.

The fat man from the technical department froze on the spot, blinking his little eyes non-stop, looking a little confused. This... seems, probably, possible, and indeed feasible.

Hayden and others looked at Sean and then at the technology. You are not a fake technician, are you?

White Kane also wants to face shame, knowing that you want to cooperate with me and ask for a high price, but you can at least find a way to overcome the difficulties.

The technical guy was equally confused. He really considered the problem from the technical point of view and had no other ideas at all!

"Any more questions?" White Kane coughed lightly to wake up the fat man.

"Ah, regarding the amphibious aircraft, I suggest changing it to a rescue cabin." Technique shook his head, "Once an irreversible accident occurs on the aircraft, the most important thing is to wait for rescue. The rescue cabin is large enough and may carry more

people and materials, and the safety performance in the wild is also better.”

"Amphibious aircraft are completely incompetent and fail to meet standards in all aspects."

"But wouldn't the rescue capsule fall to death if it fell from such a high place?" Sean asked because he didn't understand. As for the little fat man's attitude, it was nothing more than jealousy.

"The technology is very mature. If the rescue capsule on the space shuttle falls from outer space, it will be fine. You are only at an altitude of 10,000 meters. It is not a problem at all. You can slow down a few times in the form of rocket eruptions in the air." The technology waved and said: "Of course.

, since similar parts have never been installed on the 747 before, they have to be completely redesigned and manufactured separately."

"No problem that money can solve is a problem!" Sean waved his hand with great pride.

The little tech was speechless. Damn it, damn it.

"Okay Mr. White, it's time for us to discuss the money issue." Sean turned his head and looked over.

"The specific price needs to be recalculated. After all, this is a brand new design and there are many related technologies to be developed. The specific price depends on the modification evaluation given by the technical department." White Ken said: "However, it is all

Designed just for you, the price will definitely not be cheap, so you have to be prepared.”

"No, no, no, you are wrong about one thing." The corners of Sean's mouth turned up, "This is not designed for me, it is designed for you, Boeing!"

White Ken spread his hands, but his heart felt a little broken.

"I am Sean Rockefeller. When this airplane is built, he will use my influence to become famous all over the world." Sean waved his hand and said, "All the rich people in the world will know about him, and he has an airplane of his own."

Palace in the Sky.”

"Especially the oil tycoons in the Middle East, they have too much money and no place to spend it, and they urgently need something that can show their wealth and nobility."

"There are also those wealthy families in the United States and Europe. A palace in the sky, what else can show wealth and strength better than it!"

"This is a ticket, an admission ticket."

"The palace in the sky will not become a dock decoration like a yacht. This one is to be used frequently. It is a higher-end, more suitable and more practical ticket than a luxury yacht."

"Like the Rolls-Royce, Bentley, and Cadillac of automobiles, Boeing will suddenly distance itself from other civilian aircraft manufacturers."

"Orders will come to Boeing like a snowflake!"

"Boeing no longer has to worry about the sales difficulties of the 747. The rich people around the world will solve this problem for you." Sean waved his arms and his words were full of contagion.

White Kane swallowed unconsciously. He thought of it just after Sean said his idea.

What is gratifying is that they coincided with each other, proving that there is no problem with this idea.

The 747 carries too many passengers, oil prices have risen, and the passenger growth rate cannot keep up, resulting in sales difficulties in recent times.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the super rich, especially those in the Middle East.

The only frustrating thing is that Sean also saw this, and the initiative in the negotiation was completely lost, and his idea of ​​​​getting a high price was completely shattered.

In the end, Boeing needed Sean's order more than Sean's need for a private jet to demonstrate the extremely luxurious new concept of the Super Sky Palace.

White & Ken had to make some compromises on price.

However, that is to say, the extra research and development expenses will be exempted, and the pure purchase price cannot be downgraded.

That's enough for Sean.

Roughly set the price, there is nothing negotiable, the most important thing is when you can get the plane.

At this point, White-Kan did not play any tricks. On the contrary, he was very cooperative. Pan Am wanted a batch of orders that Boeing had delayed delivery.

There is no way, the passenger flow cannot keep up, and the plane will be delivered and we will lose money.

White Kane can choose one for immediate modification, "but you have to hire the best in-house designers to design it, and you also need to communicate with multiple companies on your side to finally decide on the modification plan. In addition, the escape cabin also needs to be completely redesigned and manufactured."

, the time will not be short.”

Sean kept talking, but there was nothing he could do about it. "Okay, as soon as possible. If you work overtime, it will be better for everyone if you can do it earlier."

"Of course, I understand."

After the matter was settled, Sean scratched out 10 million as a deposit, and the group left Boeing.

Driving very slowly on the way back, mainly Sharon Stone and Michelle Pfeiffer

Holding the seat in front of him with one hand, (person) raised Lao Gao,

Strange sounds of unknown meaning came out of his mouth.

'Fake'

'Oh my God'

'Oh my God'……

That is to say, it is an elongated bulletproof car. It is heavy enough, otherwise the car will jump and jump under the powerful and deadly gunshots.

It was not a long journey, and the team drove for a full hour, and it was already afternoon when they arrived at the hotel.

When they went upstairs, Sharon Stone and Michelle Pfeiffer were still flushed, their steps were shaky, and their bodies were limp. They relied on Sean's support to stand still.

After Lorraine collected information about Mr. Guanhai's treatment, she returned to the hotel. Looking at the two women who were helped in, she still didn't understand what was going on.

There was no expression on his face, and he sighed loudly in his heart, Bichi, two Bichi.

Sean couldn't help but laugh when he saw Lorraine's cold face. Lorraine turned her head away, she was too lazy to look at this playboy.

but……

Subconsciously clasping my thighs together, this guy is surprisingly capable!!

He helped the two women onto the bed, took off their clothes, and looked at the red buttocks. Sean couldn't help but slap him twice more.

"ah!"

"ah!"

Very flexible!

Coming out of the room, Sean walked to Lorraine and sat down, reaching out and grabbing Lorraine's little hand.

"Don't touch me with your hands that just grabbed another woman. It's disgusting." Lorraine shook her hands and hid, with an expression of disgust on her face.

"Oh, that means I can touch you before I touch another woman." Sean said with a smile.

Lorraine was stunned for a moment, then sighed, "Go take a shower before you talk to me, you're full of filthy odor."

Sean raised his hand and smelled it. It smelled good.

However, he still stood up and walked towards Lorraine's bedroom.

"Hey, hey, stop, that's my room."

"My room is damaged by the rain. I can borrow yours. It's okay. I don't dislike you." Sean winked and walked in with a big smile.

Lorraine was a little dumbfounded and quickly stood up and chased after him.

Seeing Sean coming to open the bathroom door, where there were still the underwear she washed last night, Lorraine looked cold and blushing, pulling Sean's arm, "Don't go in, come out!"

"Hey, do you want to take a bath with me?" Sean clasped Lorraine's wrist with his backhand, and his eyes swept over Lorraine's body like searchlights.

After saying that, he took Lorraine's hand hard and headed into the bathroom.

Lorraine:φ(gt;lt;*)

Unable to react well, Lorraine struggled hard.

Sean watched her run out in embarrassment, standing in the bathroom and burst out laughing.

The sound of rushing water soon sounded in the bathroom. Lorraine sat on the bed with a dark face, tearing the quilt hard with her hands, and muttered curses.

"Wow, I can't tell, you're quite girly, you're pink." In the bathroom, Sean looked at the panties hanging on the hanger and teased.

"Ahhh..." Lorraine's face turned red instantly, feeling embarrassed and annoyed.

There were no outsiders here, so she didn't hide her thoughts. She grabbed the pillow on the bed and beat it hard.

Listening to the commotion outside, Sean was very happy. He just liked watching women go crazy.

Without further teasing, I took a quick shower, grabbed a bath towel and wrapped it around my waist, then opened the bathroom door and walked out.

Looking at Sean's smooth muscle lines, eight-pack abs and vest line, Lorraine was surprised but also somewhat aware.

No wonder those two Bichi were made like that.

Immediately there was a picture in her mind, and she had also seen the movie.

"Bah!" What was he thinking?

Lorraine blushed and ran to the bathroom door and looked inside. She saw that her underwear was hanging properly and had not been taken off. Fortunately, fortunately, she was not a pervert.

He breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and bumped into Sean with a bang.

Sean didn't know when he quietly stood behind her.

His body immediately staggered. After all, Lorraine had been trained for a long time. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab and pull. His body stabilized, but he looked at the bath towel in his hand...

His eyes unconsciously squinted to the side, hiss,

good,

Big strip!

"Is it big?"

Sean's voice sounded faintly.

If I hadn't ducked just now, it wouldn't have been the towel that was pulled over...

Sean was so scared that he broke into cold sweat.

"You bastard, shameless!" Lorraine threw the towel on Sean and ran out.

"Ha, you pulled off my bath towel, but I am shameless, ha, woman!" Sean put the bath towel around and walked out funny.

Lorraine glared at Sean fiercely, and Lorraine's teeth chattered.

I'm definitely angry, but I definitely don't show it in such an exaggerated way.

Seeing Crocodile Lao San naked was called "disgusting", and seeing Duan Yu was called "disgusting".

One more word and the meaning is completely different.

"Okay, I won't pursue you for sexually harassing me." Sean sat on the sofa with his legs facing the coffee table, "Go and make two cups of coffee. You are the secretary, why are you so unconscious?

!”

After stamping her feet fiercely, Lorraine stood up and went to make coffee.

After finishing it in a while, I started talking about the news I just asked about.

Born in Honolulu, Hawaii in 1961, he went to Jakarta, the capital of Indonesia, to live with his mother and stepfather in 1967.

In 1971, he returned to Hawaii to live with his maternal grandparents and attended Punahou School, a large private school in Honolulu, until grade 12.

After graduating from high school in 1979, he moved to the United States with his mother and studied at Western College of Arts and Sciences in California. Two years later, he transferred to Columbia University.

In 1983, he obtained a bachelor's degree in international relations and is currently engaged in community work in Chicago.

"Why are you asking about him?" Lorraine asked curiously.

"I could tell right away that he was a talent!"

Lorraine curled her lips, could you tell she was a talent from afar in the crowd?

Where is the liar?!

"Did you get his contact information?" Sean asked directly without explaining.

Lorraine nodded.

"Call him and ask him to come over." Sean ordered.

"Are you serious?" Lorraine looked at Sean in surprise.

"Mortal, how can you understand God's thoughts!" Sean curled his lips.

Lorraine rolled her eyes.

…

When he received the call, Guan Hai was also confused. His first reaction was that his friend was joking with him.

However, the other party said that a car would come to pick him up, so he agreed with some hesitation, since he had nothing to do at night anyway.

An hour later, a luxury car drove into the dirty black community, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Seeing the car parked in front of his house, Guanhai's eyes flashed with surprise. There was really a super rich man from the Rockefeller family looking for him!!

He raised his hand and touched his face, it didn't make sense!

However, even a 25-year-old Guanhai is completely different from an ordinary black person.

Although I was thinking wildly, I still kept a decent smile on my face. I straightened my clothes a little and got in the car.

Sitting in the car, looking at the sea, I secretly sighed, this spacious space is as big as my own bedroom.

All the way to the hotel, after going up to the top floor, security searched the hotel inside and out, but even then no one was let in.

A security guard opened the door to the room and asked: "Boss, the person you are looking for is here."

"Let him come in." Sean, who was eating, greeted and stood up, and everyone else also put down their chopsticks.

The door opened, and a black man wearing a light blue shirt, a brown and blue suit, curly hair, and a gentle smile on his face walked in.

Sean's eyes lit up, yes, it was indeed him!

Sean walked over and reached out his hand, "Let me meet you. My name is Sean K. Rockefeller."

"Hello, my name is Lucian Hussein Guan Hai." Guan Hai held back his surprise and shook hands with Sean.

He had heard the name in the newspapers, well, the Murdochs' newspapers.

"Come on, we are having dinner together." Sean greeted.

Guan Hai looked confused. The normal process should not be to drink tea or coffee, then you sit behind the desk, I sit on the sofa, and talk slowly?

He didn't even know what he was being asked to do, he was crazy!

He forced out an awkward smile. The host's family was eating, and it was even more embarrassing for him to sit alone. He could only wash his hands and sit down at the dining table.

"What utensils do you use?" Sean asked. Because of his relationship, all meals here are done with chopsticks.

"This is fine." Guan Hai picked up the chopsticks on the table. His fingers were a little stiff at first, but they were fine after a few strokes.

"Hey, you still use this?" Sean was very surprised.

"I lived in Indonesia for several years when I was a child. There were many Chinese there, and they all used these wooden sticks called 'chopsticks.' I learned from them," Guanhai explained.

In fact, Guan Hai was even more surprised. He was a rich American who used Chinese chopsticks and ate mostly Chinese food. This is even more surprising, okay?

Moreover, these women are so beautiful...

After dinner, the maid brought coffee, and Sean and Guan Hai sat on the sofa and chatted. Only after asking this question did they learn some news that Lorraine had not heard about just now.

"The first job I got was when I graduated in 1983. I wanted to find a job as a community leader in the black community in Manhattan, New York, near the school. There were many black people like me living there. It was dirty, chaotic, and full of crime.

It's happening every moment, but I want to try and see if I can change them."

"You are an ideal person, so have you succeeded?" Sean asked with a smile.

"I failed. I didn't gain the trust of other black people. They chose someone with a gang background." Guanhai shrugged.

"I know that no one understands gangs better than me." Sean laughed and winked at Guanhai, "How can a top student who has just graduated and is full of ideals be trusted by those gangsters?"

Guan Hai was stunned, hearing these words from a rich man, which he did not expect.

"I'll tell you quietly." Sean approached Guan Hai with a meaningful smile on his face, "I founded all the gangs in New Jersey, and I will kill all the gang bosses with one word."

"New York also has gangs that I secretly control, right in Manhattan."

Viewing the sea:Σ(°△°)

So, my job was taken away by your people?

"Surprise or not, surprise or surprise." Sean liked to see Guan Hai's stunned look, "Hahaha, you didn't expect it. Newspapers and TV don't dare to talk about this kind of thing."

"This, this, this..." Guan Hai couldn't understand it at all.

"You'll know later, keep talking about yourself." Sean patted Guanhai on the shoulder.

"Okay, okay." Guanhai suppressed the shocked thoughts in his heart and continued: "I failed in the competition and then found a job in a financial company on Wall Street. However, I resigned after only one year."

"Why?"

"The life on Wall Street is exciting and glamorous enough, and everyone around me looks at me with envy. However, it completely conflicts with my life experience. They are two completely different worlds, and that is not what I want." Guanhai

Frowning, he glanced at Sean quietly. There were some things he couldn't say, "So, I came to Chicago, the city with the most black people. I want to continue to start from the community, and I want to help more people."

"I guess you have been discriminated against on Wall Street. You feel alienated and you feel the ceiling, right?" Sean's lips curled up, "You have ideals, but you find that the channel to realize your ideals is not on Wall Street."

"You're a black man, no one can succeed outside of their own group."

"You want to learn from those politicians, start from the community and slowly move towards the path of politicians, am I right?"

Guan Hai opened his mouth, but was stuck there for a moment. After all, he was still young.

"Hahaha, don't be nervous, brother." Sean smiled and patted Guan Hai on the shoulder, "There is nothing wrong with wanting to join politics. You are a black man and you are indeed discriminated against in life and work, but there are always two sides to everything.

, black people are your vote bank.”

"You don't have to worry about my prejudice against black people. The black people around me are not. Jonas, the patriarch of the New Jersey Mafia 'Jonas' family, is an old black man."

"Do you know what your problem is?" Sean raised his chin.

"I, I don't know." Guan Hai was a little confused. He suddenly saw a rich man and suddenly had a conversation with him. He is still a little confused now.

"You need a law degree, and most presidents of the United States have experience as lawyers."

"Beautiful, President of the United States!" Guan Hai jumped up from the sofa. He had the idea of ​​joining politics, but he had never thought about being President of the United States.

Sean raised his hand and touched his nose, and his mouth dropped. These words not only frightened Guan Hai, but also Lorraine, Norris and others next to him also looked at him sideways.

"Okay, is there any problem with this?" However, Sean would definitely not show it, and pressed his hands calmly, "Calm down, he is just the President of the United States, what is there to make a fuss about!"

"Kennedy said that within 40 years there will be a black president in the United States. Although that guy was a bit too idealistic and was eventually defeated, I agree with this. The fertility rate of white people is on a downward trend, but the opposite is true for black people.

As there are more and more black people, if a black person steps up to run for president, he will naturally gain the support of all black people, which is a guaranteed 20% of the vote."

"The political landscape in the future will become more and more diverse. The United States is a country of immigrants, and politicians of all colors will appear."

"Okay, let's not go that far." Sean looked at Guan Hai, "Come here, I need a secretary to help me deal with political affairs. Since your ideal is to be in politics, you just sit up next to me.

By the way, I’m going to get a law degree from Harvard and get qualified as a lawyer.”

"Ah!!" Guan Hai was confused by Sean's sudden change of topic. He couldn't see anything in himself that was worthy of the attention of the super rich man in front of him.

Talent?

What the hell, the most indispensable thing in this world is talent!

With Sean’s status, you can easily find him!

Of course, in Sean's view, Guan Hai is a black man's luck. He started his career in politics and ascended to the throne of president within 10 years. He is truly a child of destiny!

What does the world lack most in 21?

president!

After collecting six presidents, you can summon... and you can play two kings and four twos!

"But, it's my current job." Guan Hai stuttered.

"Working at the bottom of the community is important, as it allows you to understand many things that the people at the bottom need, but two years is enough. Politics can never be understood from the bottom up." Sean pointed.

Pointing to the ground, "From bottom to top, all you can see is your butt. The only thing you can do is to push it up hard."

"That's not politics, that's rebellion!"

"Whether it's Asia or Europe, throughout history, from bottom to top, it's all rebellion."

"And politics, politics is a means of top-down rule."

"If you have not overthrown the current thinking in the United States, then your experience of working at the bottom is enough. You should learn to look at problems from top to bottom. The higher you stand, the farther you can see. Only by comparing each other can you understand things.

the essence of.”

"If you want to realize your ideals, you can't rely on community work."

Being deceived by Sean, he didn't realize it until Guan Hai left the hotel, and he agreed in a daze.

He slapped himself hard on the forehead, "Damn, I'm really crazy!"

"The world has gone crazy!"

"Mr. Guanhai, please get in the car. The boss asked me to take you back." The driver next to him asked.

"No, no, no, no, no, I'll walk back by myself. I think what I need most now is not a ride. What I need is to calm down!" Guan Hai rubbed his face and turned around to leave. After taking a step, he stopped and turned around and said

: "Oh, by the way, thank you, don't be embarrassed, I'm a little confused now."

"Haha, you're welcome. That's just the way the boss is. He always has some magical ideas." The driver is also a mixed-race black man.

Guan Hai spread his hands, smiled, shook his head and left.

On the other side, sitting on the sofa, Sean was holding a glass of red wine, shaking the glass gently, and murmured in a low voice: "It's just a zipper away."

Two kings and four twos are all gathered together!

As he thought about it, Sean couldn't help but raised his hands to cover his face and burst out laughing.

The sudden size startled everyone in the room.

Everyone looked at Sean blankly, completely confused as to what kind of illness this boss was suffering from?

After a long while, Lorraine turned away her head and muttered, "Crazy."

"Have you thought of something bad again?" Hayden came over and asked curiously.

"You know how to talk, what do you mean by bad things!?" Sean glared at Hayden, "I never found you talking so annoying before."

Hayden snorted, "I haven't noticed that you are so arrogant. Hurry up and tell me. I'll know when you laugh, there must be something that is harmful to others and not beneficial to yourself."

Sean was in a good mood now and didn't bother to care about the meaning of Hayden's words, "That Guanhai is a talent!"

"Just him!?" Hayden couldn't see anything special at all.

"You can't even notice a pile of gold in front of you. This is the difference between you and me." Sean raised his head and looked at Hayden through his nostrils.

"Get out!" Hayden stood up from his seat angrily, "Norris, book a ticket for me. I'm going to New York. I can't stay in this damn place."

Looking at the angry Hayden, Sean shouted from behind: "Get the Delaware state as soon as possible and help me bring a message to Hayden, saying that I really hope to meet with him to discuss environmental issues."

"Got it!" Hayden waved his hand, turned around, opened the door and walked out.

Not to mention that Sean, who was in a good mood, asked Sharon Stone to pose in Class 18.

When Guan Hai returned home, he felt confused, but he was also a little happy. His talent was recognized by others, and he was recognized by a super rich man, which made him quite proud.

Now that you have promised Sean, just do it. He will finish the work in the community here as soon as possible, and then go to Sean and try what Sean said, looking at the same thing from a higher level.

…

After arranging domestic matters, Sean chartered a plane directly from Chicago. This time he skipped Hawaii and flew directly to Hong Kong Island.

After getting off the plane from Hong Kong Island, Sean took a deep breath and blinked, "I don't feel like the air here is not free."

This sentence was in Mandarin, and no one in this circle understood it.

Seeing the Chinese people all around him, Sean laughed and said, "Let's go, let's go to the consulate first."

When Sean's identity arrives on Hong Kong Island, he'd better go to the consulate to report it and get short-term diplomatic immunity. Otherwise, the guns carried by the bodyguards around him will be a problem.

Although generally the police will not come to check foreigners.

Rockefeller's face still needs to be given. This is easy. Norris has already booked the highest-level suite at the Peninsula Hotel.

"Why does it feel like this place is more crowded than New York?" Norris looked at the crowds of people outside and said in shock.

"Of course, the population density here is much greater than that of New York." Sean explained casually.

When he got off the train at the Peninsula Hotel, Sean was immediately happy when he saw a man wearing a khaki police uniform at the door, with a thick turban on his head and a handful of Yangtze River in his hand.

Asan’s Indian soldiers!

Seeing Sean pointing at him and laughing, the Indian soldier licked his lips, bent down and saluted.

There was a circle of bodyguards standing around this man. He was obviously of high status and they did not dare to make any mistakes.

Norris also looked puzzled, "Isn't this British? Why are there still Indian soldiers?"

"This is a colony, but the British don't send that many troops, and the rabbits on the opposite side won't let them go, so it's not normal to hire some Indian soldiers." Sean said and looked at Lorraine, "Isn't it, dear?

Miss Lorraine."

"What a strange place." Norris shook his head and said he couldn't understand that the world's third largest financial port was actually a colony...

After staying here to rest for one night, Sean went out the next day.

This time I didn't bring Lorraine or Norris with me. It was just Torre who brought a team of bodyguards to protect Sean. No one in the team knew what Sean was doing.

Not long after leaving home, Sean changed cars.

It looked like a business car. As soon as he got in the car, Sean started a boxing match with a black man in the car.

"Jonas, how are you, are you having fun here these days?"

"It's great. The girls here are very enthusiastic and they all like me very much!" Jonas laughed.

"Haha, you can't see people clearly even if you turn off the lights, so I'll naturally like you if you give me a big tip." Yuri teased.

"Fake, you are slandering me. I didn't ask them to beg for mercy that night!"

"I know, that woman has told me that you are not good at all. You just let her scream to support herself." Bill said as if I had known it for a long time.

Several people suddenly laughed loudly, and the car was filled with happy air.

It turned out that Jonas came many days in advance, followed by Yuri who had nothing to do, and Bill should have arrived long ago, but Sean called him to step on the plate in Houston.

With a laugh, the car stopped in front of a villa, and a group of people got out of the car and entered the villa.

After pouring a few glasses of wine and laying a map on the table, Jonas pointed at the map and said: "HSBC is here, Standard Chartered is here, and Hang Seng Bank is here."

"According to what you said, these three banks are all paying attention to the investigation. Armstrong's people have collected the information of all the top ten banks here, and I have it here."

"No one doubts it," Sean asked.

"Of course not, it's all public information. After forming the intelligence company, all walks of life and all big companies will have a copy of the information. I just need to collect it. It's so convenient." Jonas said with a smile.

Sean nodded with satisfaction. Sure enough, he was wise.

"Based on the job classification of their senior management, I have marked all the people who may control the keys to the vault, and I have visited all the places where they live."

"Okay!" Sean has no doubt about Jonas' professional quality.

After all, they are all veterans.

"Are you ready to retreat?"

"You're ready, don't worry!" Yuri nodded, "I made two trips myself and measured it according to the ruler, and there's nothing wrong with it."

Sean looked at Bill again, and Bill said aloud: "The vehicle has been arranged and arranged for someone to rent it with a false identity."

"Keep an eye on them these days to see if they have any large amounts of money coming in or out." Sean pondered for a moment and said, "I have to go to the rabbit place, and I will come back secretly."

"Be prepared in the past few days, go through the procedures a few more times, simplify the process as much as possible, take measures to deal with possible accidents, and at least ensure a safe escape channel."

"Don't worry, it's no problem!" The three of them looked at each other and said.

This was over. A few people were chatting and drinking. Yuri suddenly mentioned something, "Do you still remember the big deal you mentioned in my bar when we met three years ago?"

Sean was stunned, and after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of any business.

"The richest man you mentioned, we have been looking for his information these days." Yuri said mysteriously: "I think you are right, he is capable!"

"Oh oh oh!" Sean suddenly realized, "You still remember this!"

"I've seen too much, but that guy should be able to get it out of 10 to 20 million!" Jonas said with a sigh: "I didn't expect that the place here is not big, and the people are really rich."

"I checked all the top richest people here." Bill said in a low voice.

"Fake, you are not allowed to mess around. Some people have very deep backgrounds and are untouchable. Big trouble will happen." Sean was startled.

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