Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

The Mississippi River in the United States is the boundary between the eastern and western United States. The world-famous western cowboys used this river as the boundary. The originally wealthy eastern people began to venture into the vast west. The western cowboys were the adventurers at that time.

Vanguard troops.

Therefore, the ancestors of many wealthy people in the West today are descendants of those legendary cowboys. For example, there are still descendants of these people in some large financial groups.

Little Jack is a fan of Western cowboys. As a member of the California Consortium, they are deeply honored by the glory of their ancestors.

But in the face of modern society with great development in the world, apart from going to Africa, there is not much land in the world for them to take risks and explore.

Therefore, the adventurous pioneering spirit in the land has turned into the development of industry within the business. It is just that there have been obvious mistakes in the direction of the California consortium's development in these years.

First, the banking industry was blocked by the Morgan consortium that controlled the First Bank, and even the voting rights were taken away. Naturally, the arms business in its own territory began to fail. The arms order in Little Jack's hand was snatched away by the Eastern consortium, but the entire

It is just a microcosm of the decline of the consortium.

Therefore, he is not the only unlucky successor in the consortium in the past few years, but there are several more unlucky ones than him. After all, now he at least has a chance to make a comeback, while those people can only receive the pitiful relief provided by the family.

Jin lived a miserable life and completely lost the qualification to seize the inheritance.

However, he undoubtedly knows that this so-called comeback opportunity is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger, and he is currently unable to take the initiative. Therefore, whether it is for his own future sake or to make himself safer, he has to add something to himself.

Insurance, so he found Casto, who had been in desperate need recently.

Castor is one of the losers of the consortium who lost its successor. He had been managing the consortium's oil business in the Middle East. Since the consortium's deterioration in the United States, not only the financial and arms resources in his hands have been lost to those in the East

Robbery by established financial groups.

Some mineral resources and other valuable industries are also being squeezed. Among them, the oil industry of the Middle East consortium is also one of the resources that the established consortiums are snatching.

So Casto became the scapegoat, the shares of the oil company that originally brought considerable income to the consortium every year. Because the consortium was unable to provide more support, it could only watch it being continuously diluted by other competitors. In the end, he

The former major shareholder was kicked out.

The consortium was actually responsible for at least half of all this, but in the end it all fell on Casto's head. So the 46-year-old Casto was forced to retire early and receive monthly relief from the family foundation.

Golden life.

"Hey, isn't this our little Jack? I heard that you were going to be as unlucky as me, but suddenly you got another chance to survive by investing in an IT company. You are such a lucky guy." In a dimly lit bar

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The **** on the stage took off his clothes one by one amidst all the whistles and vulgar curses in the audience. Casto was already half drunk, and there were several nightclub girls with heavy makeup sitting next to him.

Find a way to take the last note from his pocket.

"Let's talk somewhere, I think you need some money." Little Jack frowned and looked at Castor.

At the same time, the look in his eyes was a little complicated. It seemed that if it weren't for his career reaching a turning point, Castor's current situation, which was just waiting for death, was the result of himself.

"You're right, I need some money, and the family's relief money is not enough for me to rent a house several times." Casto tilted his neck and downed a glass of wine.

He opened his arms as much as possible and wanted to hug all the six or seven nightclub girls in the booth. The prices of nightclub girls also vary. If he takes away all these women, with the little family relief he receives every month

It's simply not enough.

Even the money is not enough for him to open a bottle of the best wine in this nightclub. You must know that in the past, he drank the wine casually, and even slept with these women and opened the wine and let them get a commission. It was enough, and there was no need to pay anymore.

Money.

No matter how hard he tried, Castor, who liked the tall woman, couldn't hold all six or seven women in his arms, so he could only touch a few of them. It seemed that he was stingy and wanted to get back all the money he paid for drinking, and then

Staggeringly, he followed Jack outside the nightclub.

The girls in the nightclub were very witty and said flattering words in the hope that Castor would come back tomorrow. But no one tried to flirt with little Jack, who was standing next to him and was obviously richer.

Because the frowning little Jack knew at a glance that he was not here to play, and the tall and powerful bodyguards standing behind him made these nightclub girls stay away from little Jack, and did not dare to come forward without any obvious hints.

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"Do you need a place to sober up?" Little Jack frowned and looked at Castor.

"My body is a little out of control, but my head is still clear." Casto, who was shaking and unsteady, pointed to his forehead.

Little Jack got into the car without saying anything. When Castor followed him to the back seat, a smell of alcohol hit his face, which made him frown again.

But he didn't say anything else. He patted the closed front seat, opened a window, and handed over a folder.

Little Jack slapped the folder in Kerstow's arms, "Sign this document and you can receive living expenses of US$100,000 from me every month in the future."

"Can I only receive 100,000 US dollars?" Casto has no intention of reading the documents at all. He seems to be a little proud that he can still be sold. After all, the price of 100,000 US dollars a month can be used to talk about women in Hollywood.

He's a star. Not to mention it's still $100,000 a month.

He doesn't think that he, who is now down and out, can be as valuable as those female actors in Hollywood. After all, at least the latter have someone to pay to sleep with him, while he has to pay to sleep with women.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Don't be too greedy, this money is not a small amount for you, at least not now." Little Jack frowned.

"That's right. Before you came here, I didn't know that I could still be so valuable. But since you found me instead of a few other unlucky guys, it's obvious that my value should be more than what you gave me." Castor

He shook the folder in his hand.

Although his face was flushed and he was obviously still drunk, his eyes were no longer intoxicated and very bright. Together with the well-trimmed mustache on his face even though he was decadent, and the obvious scar on his forehead.

His whole person became completely different from the decadent drunkard just now.

"My goal is to inherit the consortium, so if this thing is done, you can take care of some properties for me in the future." Little Jack looked at Castor and said.

To be honest, facing one of his biggest rivals regarding the inheritance of the consortium, he still had quite complicated feelings when he saw the now decadent Casto.

But it's complicated. He doesn't have the attributes of a virgin bitch. The only reason why he found Casto is because he really has real abilities and talents in some business fields.

But this former rival will be positioned as a talent that he can use in the future. As for inheriting the inheritance rights of the consortium with him, this person will never have another chance in this life, at least he will not give the other party such an opportunity.

"I won't read the file. Can you tell me what it is about?" Castor shook the folder in his hand again.

Just like little Jack knew him, so he came to him and made an offer. Castor, his former rival, also understood his character.

So after Little Jack said that he would help him take care of some properties in the future, Castor knew that this was all the benefit he could get. If there were more, Little Jack would decisively change people, and he would get 100,000 US dollars a month.

Eligibility for living expenses is no longer available.

Working for his former competitor, and having his head stepped on in vain, Casto undoubtedly couldn't accept it in his heart, but the current situation left him without too many choices.

For example, if he still wants to live a stable life and let his children receive higher education, he must accept these conditions of Little Jack.

Because once the family takes over the custody and education rights of your child, the child will become a tool for family marriage in the future, which is an inevitable fate.

"Something about the signatures and secret political donations of those responsible before me that I couldn't account for." Little Jack said flatly.

"It's okay to let me take responsibility for the money you swallowed. Anyway, I am already a puddle of mud. Even if the consortium finds out, they will kill me at most. But what does secret political donation mean?

The person you want to support and the person supported by the consortium are not the same person, so are you going to do it secretly on your own? Or do you feel that the consortium can't tolerate you now, so you decide to go it alone, and are you not afraid that I will inform? Such a big thing

The rewards from the consortium will not be small."

"No matter how great the reward, you can't get back the position of heir to the consortium, unless you can get back the voting rights of the family's financial industry bank, or you can make Microsoft completely a cash cow for the consortium. More importantly..."

Little Jack turned sideways and looked at Castor calmly, "Even if you inform the consortium and punish me, I still have the ability to kill you and everyone related to you. But you can't do anything to me.

Sample."

Castor watched little Jack looking at each other, and finally Castor stretched out his hand and rubbed his face vigorously, "You're right, I really can't do anything, and you can kill me at any time. So...

....Boss, what else do I need to do besides signing this document?”

"Help me manage some shady funds and serve as a liaison between the presidential candidate and me. If this candidate can win in the end, everything will naturally be my priority. If he fails...

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"Understood, as an heir who was abandoned by his family and completely lost his future, I felt revenge, so I secretly contacted some enemies who were not at odds with the consortium and obtained funds from them.

Not only did he clearly stand up against the conglomerate for the presidential candidate, but he also helped his enemies deal with his own consortium. He was a traitor who dug in and out, right?

However, our current president was just re-elected last year, and his term will not last until 2009. Are you sure you still have that long to wait?"

"So what you do next is to pave the way for this matter, such as turning some members of the House of Representatives and even the Senate into our people."

"This will cost a fortune." Castor whistled.

"Don't worry, someone will pay for this, and you can also get some unexpected help."