The Bald Eagle Country is a country that refuses to obey its old age, but power also has a completely different feeling for middle-aged and elderly people. After that time, will he be 70, 80 or even 90 years old, with gray hair, so old that he can no longer move, and his thinking has become completely rigid?

Power, luxury, future, status...

Countless nouns are tangled together, like a mess.

Solomon stared at Andrew for a while, then snorted coldly and dialed the number of the elder who supported him the most in the family - his father.

"Father, I am Solomon." Solomon's voice was hard.

"Solomon, my child," the father on the phone laughed, his tone relaxed and pleasant, as if nothing had happened, "What's wrong? Do you have anything to do with me?"

His father's tone, as if he didn't know anything about anything, ignited hope in Solomon's heart. He couldn't help but raise his head and glanced at Andrew on the sofa in front of him with suspicion.

Andrew responded with a small, provocative smile.

"Father," Solomon lowered his head and no longer looked at Andrew. His tone softened and he asked in a humble consulting tone, "Andrew came to me just now and said that the family meeting came to a resolution - you Are you informed?"

"Oh, you mean, the decision to let Andrew replace you and become the chairman of Eric Meiyi Group?" Solomon's father replied very quickly, and even his tone was still as relaxed and comfortable as before, "Of course I know, the family The meeting cannot avoid me.”

Solomon's heart seemed to have teleported from the tropical rainforest to the Arctic Circle, from warm and blood-red to completely cold.

He struggled to maintain his smile, and said on the phone in as gentle a tone as possible: "But, father, I...I have already thought of countermeasures, and I will be able to turn the situation around soon. There is no need for this... "

"Oh?" Solomon's father asked, "What measures have you prepared?"

As if he had caught some life-saving rope, Solomon pulled out all the plans he had considered before in one breath, including how to restore contact with the scientific research community, how to clear the name of Eric Meiyi Group, and how to find another scapegoat...

As he listened, Solomon's father became obviously impatient. He interrupted Solomon's words, "The allies you are looking for have all pushed you out. How much evidence do you think we have to give and how much price do we have to pay to fool so many highly intelligent people and tell them: Eric Mei Yi Group is not the mastermind behind the scenes, is there someone else who is really behind the scenes?"

"Also, Solomon, my dear Solomon, maybe the methods you mentioned are indeed feasible," Solomon's father said, and every word he said seemed to pierce Solomon's heart, "but have you ever thought about it, For this plan of yours, how much extra time, extra money and resources will Eric Meiyi Group have to spend to barely overcome this obstacle?"

"Not much..." Solomon's defensive words were a little weak.

"Solomon, the Eric Meiyi Group does not entirely belong to the Atwood family," his father said meaningfully on the phone. "We only hold the largest share of the shares, and this shareholding is still scattered among many families. In the hands of the members. You have to know that you are now recognized as the mastermind behind the scenes. We cannot sacrifice too much to keep you, do you understand? "

"Understood, I understand..." Solomon replied in a daze.

"This is the most suitable way for the family and the least costly," the father on the phone said, his tone returning to a warm tone. "Solomon, look at it a little bit. You just stepped down from the position of chairman and left. It’s just Eric Meiyi Energy Group. The family still has some large companies that you can use your hands and feet for.”

Solomon opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

——But, father, can those so-called large enterprises be one-tenth the size of Eric Meiyi Energy Group?

——Falling from the position of chairman of Eric Meiyi Group, the top of the world, to the position of the controller of those small businesses, he still doesn’t know what will happen to his former so-called friends and former enemies. Laugh at him and deal with him!

——How should he face all this at that time?

"Solomon, are you listening?" my father asked on the phone.

This sentence stopped Solomon's complaints. He took a few silent breaths and finally answered in a voice that sounded very natural: "Father, I'm listening."

"Don't be sad, Solomon," his father said with a comforting tone, "Our branch has gained a lot of benefits from this incident, and it's not a loss at all."

These seemingly encouraging words instantly broke Solomon's last heartbeat - he heard the implication of his father's words, and the implication completely chilled him.

"I understand, father," Solomon said, his face completely expressionless. "Then I won't disturb you?"

"Goodbye, Solomon," the father on the phone said, his tone suddenly becoming a little alarmed, "Wait, you won't do anything stupid, right?"

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