Indulge in Life in America

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It may be that the 16th hole defeated his character. In the next few holes, Yang Orange made several low-level errors, and was finally caught up by Peter Flor. Both of them tied for the place with a score of 74. One.

　　 When returning to the reception manor by car, the two ‘champion’ winners shared the same car, and Peter joked, "Jason, did you deliberately be modest? The last few holes fell apart."

　　 Yang Cheng himself was very helpless, especially for Building 17, but failed to send the ball into the hole several times, so angry that he almost broke the club.

　　 "Congratulations, Peter, even if you put a score of 74 on the professional field, you can still get a good place." Yang Orange said against his will.

Peter is not uncomfortable, "Maybe your luck was taken away by me. I have to play the Cypress Point Stadium several times a year, but today is my best game. I also want to thank you. There is no good one. Opponents, it is difficult to stimulate the best state."

　　 Yang Cheng didn't bother to say this, anyway, it was not a regular game, he didn't have that weight to win or lose, although the last few shots were really shameful.

　　 The breeze was blowing, and it was so uncomfortable blowing on his face, Peter Flor suddenly changed the subject and asked, "How are you talking about Hamilton?"

　　 Yang Cheng was slightly surprised, "Do you know what we are talking about?"

　　 Flor shrugged, "I put hundreds of millions of dollars in the Blackstone Group, which is considered their big customer. Before you came, I chatted with Hamilton for a while, and he said that you are going to acquire the Hilton Group."

　　 Yang Cheng did not deliberately explain, and was vague, "Have this intention~"

　　 Flor changed his position, his eyes drifted away, "Why don't you count me?"

　　 Yang Cheng didn't react for a while, was stunned for a long time, and asked, "Are you also interested in Hilton Group?"

Flor smiled and nodded, "The energy business is getting worse and worse. Oil and gas can't compete with ExxonMobil, and power generation can't be generated by General Electric. These two companies have put pressure on me recently. I can't hold it anymore. Thinking that since I’m getting older anyway, it’s not bad to take the opportunity to cash out and make a fortune."

　　 Yang Cheng took advantage of the trend, "Then invest in a stable company brand and live a happy retirement life in the future?"

　　 "That's right, the Hilton Group happens to be one of my fancy goals." Flor affirmed.

Yang Cheng thoughtfully, and being suppressed by the two giants of Exon Mobil and General Electric at the same time, you can imagine how difficult it was for Flor’s life. Under such circumstances, he still has the mood to play golf. The ability to withstand stress is worth learning from Yang Cheng.

　　 But sympathy returns to sympathy. He is not going to cultivate a competitor for himself, so he tentatively said, "Peter, are you going to take the controlling stake?"

　　Who knows Flor shook his head quickly, "How is it possible, I am not interested in running a group company anymore, just be a minority shareholder with the right to speak, the key is that I don't have that much money to control Hilton."

Flor’s self-deprecation did not reduce Yang Cheng’s vigilance. As far as he knew, the strength of the Texas Energy Group was quite good. Then again, how could it be possible for the two Big Macs to be defeated by those two Big Macs without any strength [] Focus on it.

If he remembers correctly, this Texas-based energy company has a market value of more than 10 billion U.S. dollars. It not only owns several large oil fields in Texas, but also natural gas transportation pipelines and wind power plants. It can be said that it has influenced it alone. In the daily life of the people of Texas, the profits of this kind of energy company have always been very stable. As the chairman of the board of directors of the energy company, Flor holds more than 10% of the shares, and it is not a big problem to cash out 10 to 2 billion.

　　 With such a calculation, Peter Flor doesn't seem to be weaker than himself. This is troublesome. When the financial strength of both parties is equal, many variables have been added out of thin air.

　　 Peter saw a clue from Yang Cheng’s gradually dignified face, smiled and comforted, "Relax, I will not fight you for the position of the first shareholder, I am not interested."

Yang Cheng blinked, but he wouldn’t reveal his true intentions. As for whether Flor was fighting for the right to speak, he didn’t care about it. Anyway, the shares would be transferred to the Ito family as soon as they got it. How did they love each other? No matter how you argue, it has nothing to do with him.

　　 Yang Cheng didn't know what to say for a while, so she dodged her first to see how things were going.

After returning to the manor, Peter Flor stated that he wanted to treat him, and he had to show his good results. He shared the bet with Yang Cheng and couldn't buy a good bottle of wine, and everyone didn’t lack this little money. No one will have an opinion.

　　 After dinner, Yang Cheng and Ryze took the opportunity to return to New York directly. This trip can be said to be a waste of time, and there is no substantial discussion, which makes Yang Cheng very depressed.

From warm spring California back to icy and snowy New York, the sudden temperature change, coupled with unsatisfactory heart, caused Yang Cheng to catch the wind and cold, clear her nose, and she developed a high fever without accident before going to bed. .

　　 Old John called a private doctor and gave Yang Cheng an injection of anti-fever medicine. The effect was not very good, but it played a role in restful sleep and fell asleep deeply.

However, Yang Cheng slept very unsteadily this night. Although the fever subsided in the second half of the night~www.wuxiaspot.com~, there was always a fire in his body burning his heart. Old John arranged for the maid to work in Yang. Cheng waited by his side and helped to wipe his body with cold water to cool down. At last he didn't make the condition worse. By the next morning, the fever had completely subsided. The sequelae of the cold were still affecting his mental state.

　　 put on thick pajamas and went down to the living room. Liu Yun did not go to work, and asked with concern, "How about? Would you like to call the doctor again?"

　　 Yang Cheng was sluggish, but didn't want his mother to worry too much, so she cheered up and shook her head, "No, it's much better, just take some medicine."

　　 Liu Yun sighed, without saying anything, and ordered Old John to bring a bowl of chicken porridge that had been boiling over the fire.

　　 originally had no appetite, but my mother couldn’t let her down, so she had to eat a bowl by herself, and then she stopped eating no matter what Liu Yun said.

"The same is true for your child. When he is in good health, he is as strong as a cow. He hasn't sneezed for a few years. As a result, the disease is abrupt." Liu Yun is a typical knife-mouthed tofu heart, obviously not anxious. , But still complaining about it.

　　 Yang Cheng lay on the sofa, her eyelids were half lifted, and she gave a wry smile, "Mom, you should go to work, I'm fine, don't you have Old John to take care of?"

　　 The old John who was waiting on the side agreed, "Yes, Madam, I am here, and Jason's fever has gone away, there shouldn't be a big problem."

　　 Liu Yun gave Yang Cheng angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, I don't need you to direct me if I go to work."

　　 Yang Cheng was speechless, too lazy to care about the old woman, looked at old John, "Did the company make a phone call?"