America’s Big Hero

Bell Harris didn't call the police immediately.

Not scared or anything.

Mainly, he felt that those potbellied guys didn't necessarily understand legal issues.

Well, there's nothing wrong with that.

In the 1980s, the American police knew more about how to spread drugs and how to collect protection fees than they knew about the law...

Bell Harris left the office in a hurry, bought a hamburger and ate it on the way, and immediately found a friend who was a lawyer.

"I have a friend who asked me to consult him about something." Bell Harris' opening remarks made his friend roll his eyes.

"Well, you have a friend, ask." The friend shrugged.

"Someone warned my friend that if you don't listen to him, he will kill him." The hesitant, veiled question made Bell Harris' lawyer friend sit up straight immediately.

We are all adults, the more we wave our arms, speak earnestly, and express our true feelings, the more lies we tell.

The more hesitant to cover up, the more truthful it is.

"Are you sure he dared to kill someone?" The lawyer grasped the key point.

Bell Harris nodded, nonsense, there are thousands of people who died at the hands of that guy!

"Did he say anything threatening to you?"

"It's my friend, friend!" Bell Harris exclaimed excitedly.

"Okay, okay, your friend, answer my question, are there any witnesses or bystanders." The lawyer raised his eyebrows.

Bell Harris struggled to recall, whether it was in the office yesterday or in the car at night, Sean didn't seem to have said a single threatening word, right?

After thinking about it, I said what I thought was the scariest sentence, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person!"

The corner of the lawyer's mouth twitched, resisting the urge to curse, and said calmly, "Is there any more?"

"No more." Bell Harris shook his head.

"Has that person ever made any threatening moves towards you?"

"My friend, my friend!" Bell Harris said after emphasizing again: "A car accident, I thought, ah no, my friend thought he was dead at the time, the truck driver didn't run away, he was driving because of fatigue Violations of the law have been charged."

"There was another burglary. No one was injured. They took the property and left. The police didn't catch anyone."

"Are you sure that person did these two things!?" The lawyer frowned even tighter.

"I'm sure!" Bell Harris nodded, although Sean didn't admit it.

The lawyer shook his head, "That will disappoint you, unless the truck driver speaks, otherwise, there is no way."

"Do you think exposing him and using the pressure of public opinion have any effect on those who threaten you and your friends?"

Bell Harris shook his head after thinking about the overwhelming reports in the newspapers.

The lawyer leaned back and folded his hands on his chest, "From the perspective of a friend, I think if the other party didn't ask you, that so-called friend, to do something that violated the law, then you can actually think about it."

"Okay!" Bell Harris slumped down like a deflated ball, looking very listless.

There was a battle between heaven and man in his mind, and he seemed to be distracted to finish his work all afternoon. Bell Harris was not in the mood to talk to his lover at all, and took the bus home as soon as he got off work.

drive?

It is impossible to drive a car.

How careful you are, you dare to drive!

When he walked from the bus station to the door of his house, Bell Harris was stunned. There was an extended Lincoln parked in front of his house. The license plate number was so eye-catching, how could he forget it.

Panic and fear came to his heart, and Bell Harris' feet were weak. At this moment, he was extremely worried about his wife and children. Enduring uncontrollable fear, he staggered towards the house.

Inside the Lincoln car, Torrey glanced at Bell Harris who was running past the car, and then ignored him.

In a panic, he pushed open the door of the villa and rushed into the living room. Bell Harris saw Sean sitting on the sofa at a glance. At this moment, Sean was chatting with his wife with a smile on his face, and the child beside him was sitting on the floor On the table, he was concentrating on playing with the "Optimus Prime" model that was almost as tall as him.

Bell Harris leaned on the wall with one hand and panted heavily. His wife looked over in surprise, and Sean sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and a half-smile.

"Why are you panting like this, really." His wife came over with some reproach, and supported Bell, "Mr. Xiao En has been waiting for you for a long time, why did you come back so late."

"Bell, no wonder you never let me come to your house. Having such a beautiful and virtuous wife, you are so enviable!" Sean joked with a smile.

Bell's wife covered her mouth and chuckled, she had every reason to be happy being praised by such a young, handsome and rich man.

"Didn't you say we'll meet tomorrow!" Bell couldn't laugh, and it wasn't easy to show it in front of his wife, so he could only ask through gritted teeth.

"Okay, it's my problem, I can't wait." Sean shrugged insincerely.

"Bell." The wife poked lightly, and she felt that her husband was a little rude.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, I invite your family out for dinner." Sean stood up and said.

Bell didn't know what he thought of, so he shivered for no reason, and said with a pale face: "No, no, I've been busy all day today, and I'm very tired, so I won't go. I'll call you tomorrow, tomorrow morning."

"Okay then." Sean didn't force it, and patted Bell's shoulder with a smile, "Enjoy life, you will be very busy in the future."

"Then, goodbye, beautiful lady." Sean reached out his hand to shake Bell's wife's hand, and then left shyly.

Seeing Sean's car disappear from sight, Bell suddenly turned his head and asked, "Why do you let strangers into your house!"

"I..." His wife looked at Bell inexplicably, "Isn't he your friend? I can't let someone wait for you outside."

"Just believe him when he says he's my friend!" Bell gritted his teeth and asked.

"It's impossible for him to be a bad guy!" His wife shook off Bell's hand angrily, inexplicably, why did she lose her temper!

You let him in after driving the car?

If you drive a good car, you must be a good person!

Bell sighed, not knowing how to explain that Sean was a complete demon.

Seeing Xiao En's ostentation and demeanor, normal people would not think of the bad side.

"I'm sorry." Bell hugged his wife, "I, I just don't like him coming to the house, you know, he is a playboy, he is so handsome, so attractive, I admit, I am jealous of him , I'm just afraid of losing you."

"I love you so much!"

"I hate it, what are you talking about, am I that kind of person!" The wife said so, but there was a big smile on her face.

happy!

It is not without reason that Bell can keep the red flag at home and the colorful flags fluttering outside his home.

Money is important, but he is not that rich.

He is not the kind of temperament and handsome man who becomes more and more tasteful in middle age.

He is a middle-aged man with a belly and a little baldness.

...

"What do you want me to do?" Bell and Sean sat opposite each other in the Starbucks coffee shop early in the morning.

"I don't understand the steel industry, and I need someone to help me build this steel plant from start to finish."

"The factory needs talents like you!"

"It's that simple." Sean gently stirred the coffee in the cup with a spoon.

"Why me!" Bell was a little mad, what a disaster!

"If I say you can do it, you can do it, if you can't do it, you can do it. If I say you can't, you can do it, and you can do it." Sean's mouth curled up in a cold arc, "Understood!"

The tone was flat, as if describing a fait accompli, and this flat dominance made it impossible to refute.

"I have a non-compete agreement. Even if I resign, I can no longer do this job." Bell said helplessly.

"Bullshit non-competition agreement. Tomorrow you will be the deputy general manager of Xiao En Environmental Protection. What you do is environmental protection work. It has something to do with the steel industry. Just hang a puppet on the steel company. Let the non-compete agreement go to hell." Sean has plenty of ways to escape the law.

This is talent.

Bell was speechless.

"Look at that beauty over there, what do you think she is?" Sean pointed to a woman sitting next to him and said.

"She..." Bell didn't understand what Sean meant, and tentatively replied, "A woman."

"No, I said she was a bitch." Sean said blankly.

Bell:? ? ?

Xiao En made a signal, and the people around him immediately walked over and said something to the woman, and the woman got up and walked over.

"He said you are a woman, I said you are a bitch, which of us is right?" Sean smiled and looked at the beauty in front of him, and pushed Franklin with a stack of green Franklin in front of the woman.

"You, you are insulting me!" The woman blew up on the spot when she heard that!

"U.S. Dao Le never insults anyone!" Sean tapped his fingers lightly on a wad of US dollars, and the woman looked over uncontrollably.

There were ten cards in that stack, and the 1000US knife music made the woman's voice quiet down.

Sean picked up the wallet again, counted out ten of them one by one, and pushed them over.

"The monthly salary of ordinary people in the United States is around 900 US dollars, and they work 8 hours a day, and their hourly wages are less than 5 US dollars. Here, it is 2,000 US dollars."

"I don't know what kind of work you do, but I know that many people, many rich people, have some special hobbies."

"You look beautiful, this is your innate capital."

"If you're willing to put a chain around your neck, give the other end to someone in need, and be led down the street like a dog, your hourly wages can range from 5 The U.S. dollar breaks through to 500, maybe more, maybe 1,000.”

"100 times, or 200 times, or higher!"

"One day, you can earn other people's salary for a year, tens of thousands of dollars, and after one year, you will become a millionaire."

"You can take 1 million and change places to enjoy the life a rich man should have at any time."

"The world is big, you are small, no one will remember that much."

"I think it's easier than being a bitch and making money."

"It's just a job, a job to satisfy some people's special cravings."

"What do you think?" Sean's tone was still so flat, narrating the reality of this world in a flat manner.

Without Sean saying a word, the beauty in front of her swallowed her saliva, her heart beating fast, but after Sean finished speaking, the beauty snatched the 2,000 dollars on the table and stuffed them into her trouser pocket.

Then he lay on the ground, his buttocks raised high, crawled around twice, and after yelling 'Wow' and 'Wow' twice, he raised his head and stuck out his tongue, 'ha', 'ha', 'ha'...

Xiao En smiled and applauded lightly, "Look, you are very talented, and you have done it perfectly, don't you?"

"Then, goodbye!"

The woman got up from the ground, grabbed her bulging trouser pocket with one hand, showed a big smile to Sean, then turned and left the coffee shop quickly.

Bell stared blankly at the woman disappearing through the door, then turned his head to look at Sean, the expression on his face was extremely complicated for a moment, he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in, "You, what a devil."

"Ha, then do you think she will do as I said?" Sean smiled noncommittally.

"I..." Bell wanted to say no, but he understood that the woman was tempted.

"She gets money, she is very happy, the person who spends money satisfies her hobbies, and is also very happy, the IRS has received a new tax, and is also very happy, a woman has money, and will spend a lot of money, Merchants are happy too."

"Everyone is happy, so why not?" Sean spread his hands and said with a smile: "Maybe, she will meet her colleagues on the street in the future, and they will bark at each other."

As he said that, Sean laughed, "Here comes another business grabber."

"Look, there is nothing in this world that cannot be changed." Sean brought the topic back, looked at Bell and said, "You have the opportunity to control yourself, isn't that good?"

"And, with me standing behind you, as long as you don't break the law, you don't have to be afraid of anything!"

"Huh!" Bell let out a heavy breath, "Can I refuse?"

"Of course not."

Bell raised his hand and rubbed his face hard. The expression on his face changed from anger and helplessness to seriousness and concentration. He immediately adjusted his state, "So, what does the boss need me to do?"

"I like the look of your profession." Sean laughed.

"Fix the issue of the patent contract first. There is no patent royalty, and you can buy out the right to use all relevant patents. You have the authority to sign the contract."

"Yes." Bell nodded, "The trust committee is a shareholder and does not participate in actual operation and management. As the vice president, I have the power to sign the contract, which has legal effect."

"However, I have to remind you, boss, this patent price cannot be free. If it is too low, it may be invalidated."

"I'm not short of money, and I won't play tricks that don't make it to the table. I just won't accept that kind of long-term exploitation." Sean said with a big wave of his hand.

That kind of contract is tantamount to giving the lifeblood to someone else. When the time comes, the other party may use the method of raising the usage fee or breaking the contract to completely stop the company.

Companies with too many rabbits in the previous life were cheated too much, and they all became white workers.

"There are still many means to prevent, such as delaying equipment delivery, later training, maintenance, spare parts, etc." Bell is an insider and knows these means like the back of his hand.

"Don't worry about equipment issues, as long as the contract is legal and compliant!" Sean smiled coldly, his white teeth gleaming coldly, "No one dares to take my money and do nothing, and I won't take any legal channels with him!"

It was only then that Bell realized that this was not a serious businessman.

Well, there's no sense of ownership here, no one puts themselves in danger for company contracts or other people's affairs.

"Besides, the reason I hired you here is not just for yourself." Sean smiled and looked at Bell, "I need you to take away a mature management team and a complete technical team from here, I don't need any post-training , maintenance, I want to get my steel plant back on track immediately."

"time is money!"

"Tell me directly if you have any difficulties, and I will give you all the support you need!"

"From money, to other..."

"clear?"

"I understand!" Bell's eyes lit up, and his spirit changed instantly.

The waist straightened for three points.

Damn, why do I feel like I'm the big villain!

but……

It feels so fucking good!

After walking out of the coffee shop, Bell stood beside the road with open arms, looked up at the sky, and opened his mouth wide, "Ahhhhh!"

So what if he's a vice president?

There are two mother-in-laws on the top, and the people below have their own factions. The company is like a cave full of spider webs. Walking in it, you are tied up everywhere, unable to break free, and constantly pulling, which is actually quite annoying.

Now that he has made up his mind to accept Sean's invitation, he feels relaxed, and his whole body relaxes.

There is no one pointing fingers in his head anymore, and there is no need to think about what is there or what is not, and no need to look at anyone's face.

Of course, there is no mother-in-law on the head, but there is an extra father.

But Dad said, "I don't know how to operate or manage, but I, Xiao En, take the word "righteousness" as a person, and I will never treat those who do things well. As long as you don't want to betray me, you don't need anything Afraid!"

After Bell was settled, Sean stepped aside directly. As for the patent and equipment purchase contract, after Bell was settled, it would naturally be signed in the name of Sean Steel Company.

Now Sean is going back to New York!

...

No matter what idea that bad old man David had, it was not a lie that Fidelity Trust had intentionally slapped him off.

Sean has always appeared in a tough form, and it is impossible for him to back down on this matter.

Although this will follow David's wishes.

However, when Sean thinks about problems, he always starts from the 'self'.

"Don't think about what I'm doing. Is it good or bad for others?" In the car, Sean tapped his thigh with his fingers, talking about his philosophy of life, "Before that, think about it first." For yourself, think about how one thing is good for you, and then take your fucking time to take care of others."

"I can't just because something is good for someone I don't like, then I won't do it. The center should be myself, not others."

"You are hurting others and not benefiting yourself!"

"The boss is right!" Torrey nodded in agreement while driving.

The car was driving in the direction of Fidelity Trust, and Sean came to smash the scene today.

Saul was sitting next to Sean, and he didn't quite understand his actions today, so Sean naturally wanted to analyze it clearly for him.

Many times, most people will subconsciously do things that are 'harmful to others' because of 'emotional' factors.

"Fidelity is not easy to mess with!" Saul still wanted to persuade Sean.

Fidelity was originally established in Boston in 1946. The founder was Edward C. Johnson II. Among them, Fidelity United Trust was only a subsidiary of Fidelity, which was later acquired by Wachovia Bank.

In later generations, Fidelity also spun off a Fidelity Investment Group and became the world's largest fund company, managing more than US$1 trillion in assets.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Fidelity United Trust today.

However, Fidelity United Trust also currently manages more than $2.8 billion in assets for its settlors.

Whether it is size or influence, it is several grades beyond the current Sean.

It's no wonder that Saul was very worried about Sean's finding fault today.

"The shopping mall is like a battlefield. If I take a step back from Fidelity today, then tomorrow, other companies of the same size will shit on me."

"So, I don't care about the game between Trust and old David, whoever dares to drag me into the battlefield, I will make him look good!" Sean said viciously.

Not long after, the car parked securely at the downstairs of the International Building in the east of Rockefeller Center.

The extended Lincoln car door opened, and the bald Lear stepped into the car, "Boss."

"Well, have you remembered everything I taught you?" Sean smiled and reached out to pat Lille's thigh.

"Hey, boss, don't worry, I'll remember everything." Lear raised his hand and stroked his big bald head and said.

"Well, that's good, I'll see your performance in a while."

"Do not worry!"

"Your mental illness confirmation letter has been issued, let go of your hands and feet!"

Lear laughed out loud.

Outside the car, six big men in black suits and white shirts stood in a hexagonal shape, facing outward, and looked at everything around them vigilantly.

The Lincoln car door opened, and four big men in black suits with black suitcases in their hands firmly protected Sean in the middle.

The black suitcase was the portable explosion-proof device designed by Sean.

At the critical moment, the entire black suitcase will be ejected automatically with a single touch of the hand, turning into a bulletproof curtain with a width of one meter and a length of two meters.

This thing has applied for an international patent.

The president's travels are not like this.

Just two words, afraid of death,

Phew, it's safe!

Not far away, on the roof of the Rockefeller family office, David listened to the secretary report that Sean had arrived downstairs in the International Building, with a smile on his face, "Hehe, little guy."

The security guard at the entrance of the International Building stared blankly at this scene. Anyone who saw ten menacing black-clothed men rushing towards them would be stunned.

But their responsibilities forced them to come up and stop these guys who obviously didn't come with good intentions.

"Boom" and "Boom..." The two security guards had just approached the outermost circle of six people when they were immediately pushed out.

Staring at it with murderous eyes, the two security chrysanthemums followed closely, staggered and fell down.

Fall well, fall well.

It's not that we didn't stop it, but we couldn't stop it!

Ten people walked in exactly the same footsteps. In the sound of thumping, two people were left to guard the door again. The two went straight to the direction of the elevator, and the rest protected Sean and went straight to the front desk of the lobby.

The elevator opened after a 'ding' sound, and the few people standing inside were instantly stunned by the situation in front of them.

Two black-clothed bodyguards beckoned the people in the elevator to come out quickly. At this moment, even Americans who had the most sense of justice and valued human rights the most didn't think about whether they wanted to protect their freedom.

The people in the elevator rushed out. Sean didn't enter the elevator immediately. Instead, two bodyguards went up first and pressed the floor where Fidelity was located.

They are going to arm in advance!

It's not that I'm afraid of any danger. This is Rockefeller Center, and it's almost absolutely impossible to happen.

What Sean wants is momentum!

It wasn't until the elevator came down for the second time that Sean got on the elevator accompanied by bodyguards and Saul.

At this moment, the two security guards at the entrance of the building blocked the elevator entrance, and no one was allowed to use the elevator until Sean's elevator stopped.

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The entire first floor of the 33rd floor of the International Building is used by Fidelity United Trust.

As soon as the elevator opened, two men in black suits with unkind faces rushed in, which immediately alarmed many people.

The two stood expressionlessly at the door of the elevator, whether it was good intentions or malice, as long as they were not blind, they would not fail to see.

The company's security came up to inquire about the situation, but the two men in black suits and white shirts didn't reply, and stood at the elevator door like robots.

This kind of pie made Fidelity's security guards feel a little overwhelmed for a while.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Sean to arrive and successfully rescued the security guard who was at a loss.

Among the eight black suits lined up on both sides, Sean stepped out with a relaxed expression.

Looking around, the staff in Fidelity's office hall stretched their necks and looked towards this side.

Sean walked to the front desk, put one hand on the stage, and looked at the beautiful woman standing behind the front desk.

A group of menacing men all stared at her, and the beauty was completely dumbfounded.

"Beautiful lady, can you tell me which room Phillips works in?"

"I need to make an appointment to see Mr. Phillips..." The beauty's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally buried her head deeply in her chest.

Shawn shook his head, reached out and took out a flower from the vase at the front desk. With a charming smile on his face, he reached out and handed the flower to the panicked beauty who lowered her head.

"Can you tell me now?"

The beauty at the front desk subconsciously took the flowers, looked slightly to the right, "I won't tell you that his office is in the penultimate room."

"Wow, you are such a good girl who can keep a secret." Sean smiled and stood up straight, "Don't worry, I will tell that guy Phillips about your behavior of keeping a secret."

After that, Sean turned and left.

Behind him, the beauty at the front desk cried out with a 'wow'.

The bald-headed Lille and the others who followed Sean widened their eyes and gritted their teeth, their expressions became more fierce!

Falk, we are bodyguards with no feelings, we will never laugh!

Gan!

At the door of the office, Phillips' secretary still wanted to stop him, but the bald-headed Lear roughly pushed him away, and then kicked the door open with a bang.

Phillips, who was working, was startled by the sound.

Turning his head to look at the door of the office with a look of anger, he saw Xiao En walking in swaggeringly.

Phillips shrank his pupils slightly, his expression remained unchanged, and he reprimanded loudly: "What are you doing, why did you break into my office!"

With a sneer on Sean's face, he walked to Phillips' desk, stretched out his hand, and swept everything on the desk to the ground, and the sound of "cracking" resounded throughout the office.

After cleaning up, Sean only had one leg, and sat obliquely on the big desk, "Do you know me now, Phillips Creston!"

"Sean, don't go too far!" Seeing the mess on the ground, looking at the young face sitting on the table in front of him, condescendingly looking down at himself, Phillips was completely furious at this moment, "This is Fidelity United Trust , this is not New Jersey, not a place where you can play wild!"

Ha, Sean sneered, raised his little finger to dig out his ear, and flicked it lightly with his thumb, "And then."

"Get out!" Phillips yelled, pointing at the door.

"That's it!?" Sean supported the table with one hand, raised his head and smiled.

After a while, when Phillips' eyes were about to burst into flames, Sean finally stopped laughing, "Aren't you very tough, now, show your toughness, don't be like a resentful woman Use your mouth."

Phillips' eyes widened suddenly. This was the first time someone had humiliated him face to face. His fists were clenched tightly, and he really wanted to punch Sean's face full of sarcasm.

If not already in their 50s.

"What are you doing, what are you doing!" There was a shout from the corridor outside the door, and the management of Fidelity United Trust finally got the news and rushed over collectively.

However, a few people from Lille blocked the door tightly, and this group of old men who could only talk could not rush in, so they could only yell outside.

As for company security...

Uh, the two security guards have been placed here, lying on the ground and unable to get up.

"Let them in." Sean said after tilting his head and looking out.

The security personnel from X made way, and the president of Fidelity walked in with a few people. Looking at the mess on the floor and Sean sitting on the desk, the faces of several people turned extremely ugly at the same time.

"What's going on? Who is he?" The president walked to Phillips and asked in a low voice.

Those who dare to come here to make trouble will definitely not be small characters, the president must first find out the background of the person who came here.

Seeing this, Sean smiled, jumped off the desk, walked to the side of the sofa to finish, and put his feet on the coffee table with a 'bang'.

He wants to give the other party a space to speak.

Phillips' eyes were spitting fire, he took a few breaths, and then whispered a brief word in the president's ear.

Sean Rockefeller!

The president turned his head and looked over. Of course he had heard of this name. The trust managed by Fidelity included the Rockefeller family. How could he not care about that surname.

It's just that I haven't seen Sean.

"It's over." Xiao En smiled and looked sideways, "Talk about it after you've finished speaking, and explain to me how you plan to do it."