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"Father, the flight is ready." Adams, Little one, personally carried a suit for his father.

"Very good..." Adams looked at himself in the dressing mirror and nodded with satisfaction, "Let's go, let's see what he wants together?"

The special plane belonging to the Adams family took off and headed towards its destination, New York.

When the plane arrived in New York, Li Zitao's convoy had already parked next to the airport runway, and he himself was in the car.

"Charles... Charles Jr., I'm glad to see you." Even though he has entered his 16th year in the past 15 years, Bert is still not used to the naming method of the United States.

John, John Jr.

George, little George.

Morgan, Morgan Jr.

Just like the Charles, Charles, whom he is facing now.

"Charlie, are you okay?" Charles stepped forward like an old friend and hugged him and said hello.

He even wanted to kiss his forehead like a child.

"I'm very good, very good." When he noticed his intention, Li Zitao enthusiastically opened his arms to Charles.

"You haven't returned to New York for a while, I think you must miss this place very much..." He walked forward with his arms around Charles' shoulders, not caring about what he said at all.

Being kissed by a man on his forehead is not within his acceptance, especially when this person is Charles Adams.

The convoy headed to the Waldorf Astoria Hotel on Park Avenue, a luxury hotel with a total height of 42 floors, which remains one of the best in New York.

"I booked the entire top floor, hoping that this will make you feel more comfortable." Walking into the elevator, Li Zitao expressed his kindness.

"Thank you, Charlie, this makes my father and I feel very pleased." Although I am a teenager older than Li Zitao, Charles still regards him as a respectable person.

The other party's achievements and current status forced him to be cautious.

"I also arranged some security guards, after all, the world is very chaotic now." The elevator opened and looked at the security guards in the corridor, and Charles and his son had different expressions.

But there was no objection to this. When he walked into the room, Li Zitao walked to the small bar and took out a bottle of red wine with an old surface and even the packaging was yellowed.

"In 1911, the peerless wine from Dijin Winery was amazingly small, but it was worth a drink today."

Bang...

The cork was pulled out with two fingers, causing Charles and his son to exclaim.

This is not something that anyone can do, at least they have never seen it, but now is not the time to discuss this.

They each sat on the sofa with their glasses in their hands. Li Zitao was tasting the wine in the goblet, but in fact, it was not as realistic as whiskey for him.

The Charles and his son wanted to wait for him to speak first, but Li Zitao's patience was far beyond their imagination.

"Okay, let's talk about the truce." Little Charles couldn't help it, which made old Charles' eyes disappointed.

"Of course, I came for this, and I think so are you." Li Zitao's mouth was a little proud.

Whoever speaks first means that you are more urgent about the goal you want to achieve and expose your weaknesses.

Although it is not absolute, it is true that this is true for Li Zitao.

He would not give Charles and his son a chance to turn back, and before the negotiations began, he had already gained the upper hand.

"Charles, we all know that war was initiated by you first, using your rights for no reason to target Wells Fargo's legitimate business..."

"No, that's not a legitimate business activity, but a robbery. It's immoral in America."

"ho, wow." Li Zitao looked scared and spread his hands as he hugged, "Don't mention morality to me, otherwise it would be better not to talk about it."

Morality, when it is beneficial to oneself, sharp teeth will be used, and cruelly dismember the opponent, and will not give him any chance to fight back.

When it is not good for oneself, use morality to restrain others. Have double standards become popular since then?

"Charlie, the armistice is good for us, you know that, so don't think I'm giving in to you... or begging for mercy."

Charles posed in a stubborn and stubborn old stubborn posture, and his hands were firm and powerful with crutches.

"Is that true? Is that true?" Li Zitao stood up with a big laugh, looking at them and said, "If you think this is the case, you're very wrong."

"Charles, I have a lot of money, and having money means being able to call the wind and rain in this country. Of course, I won't do that."

"But... I don't care whether it will be able to acquire Morgan smoothly, at least not as much as you think."

Li Zitao, who was walking back and forth, paused his foot, held the wine glass, and raised a finger to him and said, "There is also lanc, it has been shut down."

"But it doesn't matter, I still have Hurst." Li Zitao smiled like a child who had stolen candy and whispered: "Can you make what happened to Lanc happen again?"

"No, you can't, and your congressional friends won't agree, because it will anger a lot of people and will make you lose your current friends."

"And I have a lot of money-making industries, including Blue and White Chamber of Commerce, Aviation, ASCHUN, and oil, minerals, real estate and department stores."

"Each of them can make enough profits for me, and the profits that can satisfy all my friends..."

Li Zitao came to Charles, supported the sofa armrest with his hands, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Look... you don't have much chips."

Little Charles' expression was very bad, almost completely turning into a black and white look.

But Charles still maintained a cold fox-like smile, sat firmly and looked up and said, "Is that true?"

"If you think something is wrong, you can replenish it at any time." Li Zitao killed the wine in the cup and sat back on the sofa to fill himself up.

“Like you said, my family has more influence in politics.” Charles grinned and said, “But that’s exactly what you need.”

"Charlie, tell me, how much money have you invested in politics over the years?" Charles asked as if curious.

"Let me guess..." Seeing that he didn't say anything, Charles said with a thoughtful expression: "10 million, no, unlikely...2...no, not right."

"I think it's 50 million, maybe more, right? Charlie..." It seems that Charles knows something very clearly.

‘Is that fk, this bastard is really rich.’ Little Charles cursed in his heart, only with jealousy, envy and hatred in his heart.

"So after paying so much, have you got what you want?" Charles was like a shark smelling blood, sprinkling salt at his wounds.

This old bastard doesn't look like he's about to enter the coffin at all.

If it was not him who came today, but the restless little Charles, Li Zitao promised that he would be swallowed without even a bone left.

In fact, under the influence of his current status, few people have been so calm and even actively attacked him.
Chapter completed!