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It seems funny for a company to issue accusations and threats against a regional power, but it just happened.

Sultan Iskandar's face suddenly turned ugly. After all, he was used to being pampered and had never been threatened by anyone. This moment made him unbearable.

He suddenly stood up from his seat and stared at Sean, "I think Mr. Sean, you must have misunderstood. That is a problem of the media. The government has never said anything like this. We can definitely get through it together."

This crisis."

Use the most ferocious momentum and say the most cowardly words.

"Then the Sudanese government had better make a public statement immediately. This attack was caused by your marchers who first opened fire on Umbrella employees and has nothing to do with us!" Sean pretended to be surprised and said with a smile.

"This..." Sultan looked at the Minister of State.

The Minister of State could only face the scalp and said: "I'm afraid this is impossible. The public's mood is very unstable now. If something is done rashly, it may cause unrest."

"What does that have to do with me?" Sean spread his hands, "You can't bear the price of damage to your reputation just because you are afraid of domestic problems."

"Mr. Sean, you can't say that. Your people opened fire at will and killed so many of us, and now the murderer is still at large!" the Minister of State said with an ugly face.

"Then you go and arrest people!" Sean sneered, "We Umbrella Company employees have the right to launch legitimate defense when facing life threats."

"If a conflict arises from this, you will be responsible for all the responsibility!"

"You'd better admit immediately that it was your people who shot first, which triggered the conflict."

"Mr. Sean, don't go too far!" The Minister of State immediately became anxious. They couldn't do this. Sean was obviously deliberately trying to make things difficult for others.

"It's just a normal security mission, but you've caused me so much trouble, and now you're saying I'm going too far?" Sean looked aggrieved and pointed at the other person and said, "I, Sean, am not an unreasonable person.

, you hand over the complete video tape, this is my biggest concession."

Sultan Iskandar and everyone present were completely stunned by Sean's confusing words. It was you who killed so many of us, and now it is our fault.

Still giving in!

If there is any special video, we have already released it!

"No, we don't have the video!"

"You don't know anything about what happened on your land, and you can't do anything, so why should you blame me?" Sean spread his hands and stood up, "I came here to negotiate a solution with you. Since you are here,

If the government is unwilling to cooperate, then..."

Sean shook his head, turned around and walked away. As he walked, he said, "Umbrella will not suffer such a big loss for no reason. We will make up for it in our own way."

Looking at Sean's back, no one in the living room got up to say goodbye and no one spoke.

When things have reached this point, it's useless to say anything.

When Xiao En came out of the palace, there was no expression on his face. He didn't think it was useful to say this, it was just a statement.

Do it for the outside world to see, and do it for the Chinese people to see.

Get on the plane, take off, completely ignore the air traffic control issues on the Malay side, and just turn around and leave in such a swaggering manner.

…

The news that the armed helicopter formation was hovering near the palace quickly spread, and everyone who was qualified to know knew it.

This naturally includes the Guo family.

Inside the Guo family manor outside the city.

The Guo family did not go to the company today. There were so many people dead at the door. How careless did they go to work?

At least you have to go through legal rituals...

People from the Umbrella Security Company were also paying to be on guard in the manor.

"When someone knocks on your door like this, the Sudanese government doesn't respond at all?" Mr. Guo shook his head speechlessly.

"What kind of reaction can there be? Sultan Iskandar went to the palace gate to greet him." Guo Kongcheng curled his lips.

The secrecy measures at the palace are like a sieve, and news spreads quickly.

Mr. Guo shook his head and said nothing. Guns can keep people calm.

After this happened, the Sudanese government became less aggressive than before.

"The umbrella helicopter is coming towards us, and Mr. Sean is on the plane." The secretary walked in and said.

All the Guo family members in the room stood up and asked, "Where did you get the news?"

"The captain of the umbrella group just gave me the news, saying that he just received a communication from the helicopter formation."

Several people looked at each other, but instead of contacting them, they asked the security captain to convey...

Mr. Guo did not dare to express any dissatisfaction. He just waved his hand and said: "Hurry up and arrange a reception."

The more things I have experienced, the less emotion I feel.

Ten minutes later, the helicopter formation arrived at the Guo family manor. Everyone in the Guo family who could come out to greet them came out. This was the first time everyone saw an armed helicopter up close.

A Black Hawk landed on the ground, Sean came down with only Torre, waved, and the helicopter formation began to return.

When the wind pressure subsided, Mr. Guo strode forward with a smile and shook hands with Sean, "Mr. Sean's visit to my humble home will make the whole family shine!"

"Mr. Guo is too polite to take the liberty of visiting me. Please don't take offense." Sean smiled and said politely, "The reason for not notifying me in advance is for safety reasons. Most of my itinerary needs to be kept confidential."

"You know, in order to maintain world peace and protect the weak, I always have to offend some evil forces, such as the Malay government, so I have to be more careful." Sean joked with a smile.

The Guo family didn't find anything funny about such shameless words, so everyone laughed very loudly.

What is the funniest joke in the world?

A joke told by the leader!

if not?

You have to smile just right!

"The Malay government is indeed too aggressive." Mr. Guo affirmed.

"Yes, there is no magnanimity that a government should have at all." Sean curled his lips, "Someone is massacring their people in their country, but they haven't arrested them yet. How cowardly!"

Mr. Guo was at a loss for words for a moment. He had seen countless storms and waves and had contact with all kinds of strange people, but he really didn't know how to answer Sean's words.

"But it happens that this kind of government engages in nationalism, discrimination, and oppression more powerfully than anyone else." Sean continued: "It is cowardly, cruel, cowardly, and rampant."

"But there are some people who can endure it!" Sean shook his head as he said this, with a look of regret on his face.

Everyone in the Guo family's face froze. Sean was scolding them for being more cowardly than a coward and more cowardly than a timid person.

But unfortunately, a group of people still don't know how to refute.

In other words, under the current circumstances, I don't dare or have the confidence to refute.

"Hahaha, don't mind, I'm a more direct person." Sean smiled and patted Mr. Guo's arm, "Mr. Guo, look, let's talk inside?"

"Ahem, I was negligent, please come in, please come in." Mr. Guo reacted, calmed down and made an inviting gesture with a smile.

The group of people walked towards the manor villa, with Sean and Mr. Guo walking in front, followed by the Guo family, all of whom looked incomprehensible.

Arriving inside the villa, Mr. Guo introduced Sean to the family, and then invited Sean to the study upstairs.

Originally, he wanted to talk to Sean alone to see what kind of medicine Sean was selling in his gourd, but Sean pointed at Guo Kongcheng and said, "Let Mr. Guo listen too. You are a good person, young man."

It’s the sun at seven or eight o’clock. This world belongs to you and us, but in the final analysis it all belongs to us.”

"You Orientals have such big and big ideas. I can't say it's bad, but it's too much to do too much."

All I can say is that there are big differences between Eastern and Western ideas when it comes to cultivating heirs, and each has its own advantages and disadvantages.

Mr. Guo opened his mouth, and finally nodded. A trace of excitement flashed in Guo Kongcheng's eyes.

When he came to the study and served tea, Mr. Guo asked, "I wonder what Mr. Sean has to say."

"Advice is out of the question." Sean said with a smile, "Mr. Guo must have heard of it. I like and understand Eastern culture very much. In the East, there is also a title of old friend of the Chinese people."

"So, I have a very good impression of the Chinese themselves."

Mr. Guo nodded, "I have indeed heard about it for a long time."

"The purpose of my coming here this time is to solve the trouble for your Guo family, or in other words, to solve the trouble for the Malay Chinese." Sean said with a smile.

"Our trouble..." Mr. Guo repeated, but he did not open his eyes and lie that he was not in trouble.

However, in Mr. Guo's eyes, Sean himself is a trouble, no less trouble than the Malay government.

However, Sean came to the door in person. Even if he didn't want to use it, he couldn't do it because he had to give it face.

"I would like to thank Mr. Sean for helping me here, but I don't know what kind of troubles Mr. Sean can help solve?" Mr. Guo asked with a smile.

"All the troubles you want to solve, the Chinese rich want to solve, the Chinese want to solve!" Sean's expression suddenly became serious.

Sean's tone was so loud that Mr. Guo felt that he was bragging, "Mr. Sean, you are so courageous. There is a successor to the Rockefeller family."

Sean chuckled, "Mr. Guo, why don't we talk about the Guo family's troubles first."

"The Guo family, the main problem is communication. We need a good communication channel with the Sudanese government. This time the matter is over." Mr. Guo laughed.

"Mr. Guo, this is very bad of you." Sean frowned, "I like Chinese culture because I like the richness of history and the vigilance it brings to modern people.

Speak in an official tone and go around in circles."

"I don't think this is tactful, it's a waste of time. My time is precious, and Mr. Guo's time may not be very abundant."

The corner of Mr. Guo's mouth twitched. Sean's directness was not like that of ordinary Westerners. It was a directness that was seen through and very heartbreaking.

"I know the Sudanese government's attitude towards the Chinese. I also know that they have been trying every means to suppress the Chinese. I also know that the Chinese have been giving in step by step."

"The Malay aristocrats are coveting the wealth of the wealthy Chinese. Have you never thought of resisting?"

"I don't understand!"

"That's nonsense!" Guo Kongcheng stood up angrily.

"Shut up!" Mr. Guo turned his head and growled, then looked at Sean.

The smile on his face disappeared. It turned blue and white, and his tone became colder. "Of course, we have been thinking of ways. It's just that the situation is stronger than the people. It's not as simple as talking."

No matter how much I feel inferior to Sean, I still have the momentum of a generation tycoon.

"I don't think you are resisting. What you are doing is constantly throwing out benefits. In my opinion, it is more like cutting off your tail to survive." Sean sneered.

"Useless fighting is meaningless. It is better to strengthen yourself than to have that kind of energy!" Mr. Guo shook his head and replied.

"What you call strength itself is to expand the coverage of the industry, expand the business to the entire Southeast Asia, or the whole world, and expect the protection of "rules", am I right?" Sean's face was full of a sarcastic smile.

Mr. Guo frowned and said nothing.

"Then have you ever thought about it, while longing for the protection of the "rules", what contribution have you made to the "rules"?"

"If you don't contribute, why should the rules protect you?"

"Only because you all carry out things honestly according to the rules and never go beyond them?"

"Breaking the rules will not do any good to the entire business environment. Everyone will suffer!" Mr. Guo looked ugly.

"Mr. Guo is joking, don't you think you are too greedy?" Sean said with some humor.

"I'm greedy!?" Mr. Guo laughed angrily. You came to blackmail me and called me greedy?

"Yes, you, including the rich Chinese people in Southeast Asia like Mr. Guo, you are too greedy." Sean looked serious, not joking at all.

"Then I would like to listen to Mr. Sean's advice. Why are we greedy?" Mr. Guo asked with a sneer.

"Then let me tell you." Sean smiled nonchalantly, "Modern business rules, including the sanctity of personal property, are all established by Western society. Mr. Guo admits this."

Mr. Guo nodded. In ancient times in the East, everything in the world belonged to the emperor.

There is no security for a pure businessman.

The underlying logic of modern business rules, especially the rule that personal property is sacred and inviolable.

After capital sprouted, British capitalists directly promoted the revolution, overthrew the monarchy, and established a constitutional monarchy in order to obtain greater benefits, gain greater rights, protect their assets, and expand their rights. For the sake of rights, they eventually killed Charles I.

Sent to the guillotine and completely set off a wave of reform.

Afterwards, it went through restoration, revolution, and generations of capitalists fought with the royal family and nobles in blood and fire, and then it was established bit by bit.

"In order to open up the road to capitalism, the capitalists in the Western world sent Louis XVI of France and Nicholas II of Tsarist Russia to the guillotine in 1793 and 1918 respectively. In this process, how many capitalists were killed in retaliation, and how many died one after another.

The foundation laid by talents.”

"During this process, Rockefeller and others provided large amounts of funds, shelter, and weapons for the revolution, and participated in planning. Therefore, we established this set of modern rules. As the makers of the rules, we enjoy the dividends."

Sean sneered and stared at Mr. Guo, "And Mr. Guo, remember, you are an Oriental with a completely different cultural background. You have not made any contribution to the rise of the capitalist class or paid any price, but you have always been

Enjoy the dividends brought by the establishment of such rules."

Sean pointed at Mr. Guo’s nose and asked word for word: “So, why do you think so!!”

"I..." Mr. Guo was stunned by Sean's question, but he didn't know how to answer.

When the West completed the bourgeois revolution, the East was still at the peak of its feudal dynastic system, and it couldn't do anything to help.

(Emphasis: the pinnacle of the system!)

"What are you!" Sean's mouth curled up, "Did I say something wrong?"

Mr. Guo was silent for a while.

"This capitalist rule was established by Westerners. Its coverage is in the West. Our ancestors paid the price with blood, including the ancestors of many ordinary people."

"To use a word from you Easterners, I have made contributions to the revolution and I have shed blood for capital, so they can be covered by the rules."

"But, obviously, the scope of this rule does not include you!"

"Now, do you understand?" Sean smiled at Mr. Guo, "This is the fundamental reason why Chinese rich people are excluded in the entire system. You are out of place."

"So, even if one day all your assets are swallowed up, it can't be said to have broken the rules."

Mr. Guo thinks this is completely fallacy, but he doesn't know how to refute it. He only knows that the world is established by powerful forces, and they are not strong enough and have no backing.

Even if they are very rich, very, very rich, when facing Sean, they unconsciously have to lower themselves by one head, maybe more than one head.

As for Guo Kongcheng, everyone was dumbfounded at this moment, but compared to his father, he did agree with Sean's theory...

If the bourgeois revolution happened simultaneously in the East, then in this world today, Easterners would still be at the top.

An example is Japan.

After going through the Meiji Restoration, even though they were defeated in World War II, and even though they had an American father, Japanese capital now has a very strong position in the world.

At least it is no different than European capital.

Well, although it’s not clear whether it’s the Meiji Restoration or the American father’s credit, it should be both.

"Can Mr. Sean represent Western society as a whole?" Mr. Guo took a deep breath and calmed himself down as much as possible.

"Isn't Rockefeller qualified to represent?" Sean looked at Mr. Guo with a half-smile, "Isn't my umbrella private military contractor qualified to represent?"

"I think this is more valuable than the promise of the U.S. government," Sean said, spreading his hands. "After all, the U.S. president can only last for eight years at most. It is unknown whether the next president will still recognize the promise of the previous one."

"And, the Rockefeller Foundation has been around for a hundred years. If nothing else, the new consortium that I, Sean, will build, will not exist any shorter than this."

As he spoke, Sean's voice suddenly became louder, "Our consortium is the real master of capitalism!"

"What do you think, Mr. Guo?"

I don't know whether he was intimidated by Sean's momentum or agreed with Sean's words. Mr. Guo sat there with his head bowed, and there was no sound for a long time.

Just when Guo Kongcheng was anxious to get rid of the ants on the hot pot, Mr. Guo suddenly raised his head and asked incoherently, "Why?"

Guo Kongcheng didn't understand, but Sean did.

Mr. Guo had already guessed that there was someone behind the whole thing. They didn't know who it was before, but now looking at the young man sitting in front of them, Mr. Guo felt that he had guessed it.

"There are 1.2 billion people, accounting for 22% of the world's population!" Sean said in an aria-like voice: "In the future world, there will definitely be a place for Chinese people."

"Some people are betting on industry, some are betting on finance, and some are betting on the electronics industry. I don't think these are the best ways to bet."

"Instead of betting on industry, I think it is safer to bet on the nation. I understand Chinese culture and I feel that China will inevitably rise, so I bet in advance. Then, I will definitely be able to catch this fast-moving train."

"If you want to overtake the established consortium in a corner, ordinary methods will not work." Sean smiled and looked at Mr. Guo, "Is Mr. Guo satisfied with my answer?"

Mr. Guo looked at Sean in astonishment. He thought that Sean was interested in the huge wealth accumulated by overseas Chinese over the past century and was ready to cut him off. He thought that Sean was bullying them and they were helpless, but he never thought that Sean was bullying them.

I never thought that Sean had this reason.

Investing in a nation, Mr. Guo couldn't hide the shock on his face. He had no idea how to evaluate this kind of investment.

This goes beyond the current investment philosophy and is simply whimsical.

And he had to agree with Sean's words for the second time today. He also felt that the east would definitely rise. Sooner or later, an unbroken civilization that had stood on top of the world for thousands of years would not be able to sink so easily.

There have been many short-term declines in history, and every time an upright figure appears to bring the nation back to its peak, and it quickly reaches its peak.

There is no surprise this time, this day will definitely come, Mr. Guo firmly believes in this.

However, he couldn't understand how a white-skinned person could conclude that this day would inevitably come?

This unscientific!

Of course he didn't expect that there was a yellow heart inside the white skin.

After a while, the shock turned into admiration. Mr. Guo gave a thumbs up and said, "The wild and unconstrained ideas really make people feel ashamed of themselves."

"Hahaha, I think so too!" Sean accepted Mr. Guo's compliment humbly.

"Okay, let's talk about it, then, Mr. Guo won't mind what happened before, right?" Sean smiled and shrugged, "I'm sorry, it's a necessary display of strength. After all, no matter how lofty the ideal, you still need enough strength to act.

Support, otherwise, it’s just bragging.”

"That's all in the past. After all, the Guo family has not suffered any substantial harm. To be precise, the gains outweigh the losses." Mr. Guo said with a smile.

Guo Kongcheng:Huh???

His eyes darted back and forth between his father's and Sean's faces in confusion.

He was fascinated by Sean's theory before, but now these words suddenly made him sober.

What do you mean, Sean was behind all these things before?

Looking at his son who had just understood, Mr. Guo sighed secretly.

They are all young people, why is the gap so big?

I didn’t feel stupid before, but now I have the idea of ​​reinventing the wheel...

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