The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

　　 The Mississippi River in the United States This is the boundary between the eastern and western parts of the United States. The world-famous western cowboys use this river as the boundary. The original rich eastern population began to venture toward the vast west. The Western Cowboy was the pioneer of the adventure.

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

　　 Little Jack was a fan of Western Cowboys, as a member of the California Consortium. They are deeply honored for the glory of their ancestors.

　　 But facing the modern society of the world's great development, except for going to Africa. There is not much land in this world for them to take risks to develop.

　　 Therefore, the pioneering spirit of adventure on the land has become an industry pioneer in business. It's just that there have been obvious mistakes in the direction of the California consortium's development over the years.

　　 First, the banking industry was blocked by the Morgan Consortium, which controls the First Bank, and even the voting rights were taken away. Naturally, the arms business in his own territory began to fail. The arms orders in Little Jack's hands were snatched by the Eastern Consortium, which is just a microcosm of the decline of the whole consortium.

　　 Therefore, the unlucky successor in the consortium over the past few years is not only him, but there are also a few more unlucky than him. After all, now he has at least a chance to comeback, and those people can only lead the poor relief money given by the family to live in a hurry, completely losing the qualification to grab the right of inheritance.

　　 But he undoubtedly knows clearly that his so-called turnaround opportunity is no different from seeking a tiger's skin, and he is still unable to take the initiative. Therefore, whether it is for the sake of his own future or wanting to become a little safer, he had to add insurance to himself, so he found Castor, who had recently had no choice.

　　 Castor is one of the losers of the consortium who lost the successor to the consortium. He has been managing the consortium’s oil business in the Middle East before. Since the consortium has gone from bad to worse in the US headquarters, it has not only been financial and armament resources in its hands that have been robbed of by established consortia in the east.

　　 Some mineral resources and other valuable industries are constantly being squeezed. Among them, the oil industry of the Middle East consortium is also one of the resources robbed by those established consortia.

　　 So Castor became a scapegoat, the shares of an oil company that could bring considerable income to the consortium every year. Because the consortium can't give more support here, it can only watch being diluted by other competitors, and finally his former major shareholder was swept out.

　　 In fact, the consortium took at least half of all the responsibilities, but in the end it was all on Castor's head. As a result, Casto, who was only 46 years old and strong, was forced to retire early and receive benefits from the family foundation every month.

"Yeah, isn't this our little Jack? I heard that you were going to be as unlucky as me. Suddenly, because you invested in an IT company, you got another bite of life. It was a lucky guy." In a dimly lit bar .

Among the various whistles and vulgar curses on the stage, one by one took off his clothes. Casto was already half drunk, and a few nightclub girls with heavy makeup sitting beside them were trying to take them away. The last bill in his pocket.

　　 "Find a place to talk, I think you need some money." Little Jack frowned and looked at Castor.

　　 At the same time, the gaze under his eyes is a bit complicated. It seems that if it weren't because of the turning point in his career, Casto, who was eating and waiting to die, was his own result.

　　 "You are right, I need a sum of money, and the family relief is not enough for me to open the house several times." Casto poured a glass of wine on his neck.

　　 opened his arms as far as possible to hold all the six or seven nightclub girls on the deck. The price of nightclub girls is also high and low. If all these women are taken away, the family relief money he receives every month is not enough.

Even the money is not enough for him to open a bottle of the best wine in this nightclub. You have to know that he used to drink the wine casually, and even sleep these women to drink the wine so that they can get enough, no need to pay. money's.

　　I tried a few times, but Castor couldn't hold all six or seven women in his arms if he liked tall women, so he could only touch him by himself. It seems stingy to try to get all the money for his drinking, and then staggered to follow Jack to the outside of the nightclub.

　　The nightclub girls are very acquainted, and they say flattering words and hope that Castor will come back tomorrow. But no one went up to the little Jack, who was obviously richer, standing nearby.

Because the frowning little Jack knew at a glance that he was not here to play, and the tall and mighty bodyguards standing behind him made these nightclub girls discourage little Jack, without any obvious hint that they dare not come forward. of.

　　 "Need to find a place for you to sober up?" Little Jack frowned and looked at Castor.

　　 "The body is a little uncontrollable, but the head is still awake." Casto, who was shaking and standing unsteadily, pointed to his forehead.

　　 Little Jack got into the car without talking nonsense. Casto followed him in the back row, and a scent of alcohol rushed into his face, which made him frown again.

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

　　 Little Jack's result folder was photographed in Kosto's arms, "After signing this document, you will receive $100,000 in living expenses from me every month in the future."

　　 "Can I only receive 100,000 US dollars?" Castor didn't mean to read the documents at all. He seemed to be a little proud of being sold now. After all, the price of 100,000 a month, you can talk about Hollywood female stars. Besides, it is still $100,000 per month.

　　He doesn't think that the now-down self is worthy of those Hollywood actresses. After all, at least someone in the latter pays to sleep, and he sleeps with a woman to pay.

　　 "Don't be too greedy, this money is not a small sum for you, at least not now." Little Jack frowned.

"That's right, before you came, I didn't know that I could still be so valuable. But since you found me, and not the other hapless ghosts, obviously I should be more valuable than you gave me." Casto Shook the folder in his hand.

　　 Although his face was flushed at this time and he was obviously still drunk, his eyes were no longer intoxicated and very bright. It is accompanied by the well-trimmed mustache even if it is decadent, and the obvious scar on the forehead. His whole person became different from the decadent drunk just now.

　　 "My purpose is the inheritance of the consortium, so if this matter is done, you can take care of some properties for me later." Little Jack looked at Castor and said.

　　 To be honest, facing one of his biggest opponents about the inheritance of the consortium, his mood is quite complicated when he sees the now decadent Casto.

　　 But complicated and complicated, he doesn't have the attributes of a virgin bitch. The only reason to look for Castor is because this person does have real abilities in some business fields and is a personal talent.

　　 But this former opponent will be positioned as a talent that he can use. As for the inheritance right 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 what it is about?" Casto shook the folder in his hand again.

　　 It's like little Jack knows him, so at this time he comes to him and makes a price. For his former competitor, Castor also understands his character.

So after little Jack said that he would help him take care of some of the industry in the future, Castor knew that this was all the benefits he could get, and more little Jack would decisively replace him, and he would even get $100,000 a month. The qualifications for living expenses are gone.

　　 Working for a former competitor, was stepped on his head for nothing. Kasto's heart is undoubtedly unacceptable, but the current situation has left him without too many choices.

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

　　 Because once one's own child is taken over by the family to raise and educate, then the child will become a tool for family marriage in the future, which is an inescapable fate.

　　 "Something about my previous signatures and secret political donations to those responsible for posting accounts." Little Jack said flatly.

　　 "It’s okay to let me take responsibility for the money you swallowed. Anyway, I’m already a puddle of mud, even if the consortium finds out and kills me the most. But what does the secret political donation mean?

　　 The person you want to support and the person supported by the consortium are not the same person, so you are going to secretly do it yourself? Or do you think that the consortium can't tolerate you now, so you decide to go it alone, and are you not afraid of me going to inform you? There will be no less rewards for such a major event. "

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

Little Jack leaned on his side and looked at Castor calmly, "Even if your informant consortium punishes me, I still have the ability to kill you and everyone related to you. But you can't take me to kind."

Castor looked at Little Jack and looked at each other. Finally, Castor stretched out his hand and rubbed his face vigorously, "You are right, I really can't do that, but you can always Kill me. So...Boss, what else do I need to do besides signing this document?"

"Help me manage some unseen funds, and serve as a liaison between which presidential candidate and me. If this candidate wins in the end, everything is naturally my priority. If I fail... "

　　 "I understand that as an heir who was abandoned by the family. I had revenge for losing my future completely, so I secretly contacted some enemies who were not dealing with the consortium and obtained funds from them.

　　 not only clearly stood up against the consortium on the presidential candidate. He also helped those enemies deal with their own consortium, a traitor who eats inside and out, right?

　　 However, our current president just started being re-elected last year. The term of this term is not until 2009. Are you sure you still have so 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 or even the Senate into our people.

　　 "This can cost a big number." Casto whistled.

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

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