In a relatively Western-style castle, there lives a big man. This big man can be said to be the most distinguished person in the entire United States. Even the man who successfully transformed from a businessman to become the president of the United States cannot be compared with him.
Every time he met the president, the president would be eager to salute him and express his goodwill and respect.
He is the head of the Morgan family.
At this time, the head of the Morgan family was reading a black-covered book in his office. There was no name on the cover of the book, which looked very ancient and mysterious.
This is a book written for the current head of the Morgan family by his father. The book contains some very interesting things, as well as the teachings of the head of the family.
Morgan read this book many times. Long, long ago, when Morgan had just come of age, his father gave him this book and told him: "Little Morgan, one day, you will become a man like me. At that time, the rise and fall of the family, the fate of countless people, will be completely in your hands, and even the entire United States will be in your hands. At that time, you must remember this sentence: No matter what you do, you must think about it. If it were me, what would I do?"
From that time on, whenever Morgan did anything, he couldn't help but think about what he would do if it was his father. Unknowingly, many years had passed, and his father began to retreat to the second line, handing over all the family power to him, and he also had his own children.
As early as when he had just become the head of the Morgan family, he often asked his father about it. Later, when his father died, he could only read this book over and over again.
As Morgan read the book, he couldn't help thinking, if I step down in the future and my son takes control of the family, should I also write a book for him
Am I really qualified to write such a book for my son
Morgan couldn't help but ask himself this question. If he thought about it carefully, he didn't have the qualifications to do so. This head of the Morgan family, who seemed extremely steady to outsiders, actually had a sense of uneasiness and lack of confidence deep in his heart.
In his opinion, he was far inferior to his father.
In his impression, his father was able to control all matters in his hands and do things to perfection. He seemed elegant and at ease in the face of any trouble. It didn't seem like he was facing trouble at all, but rather a trivial matter.
He admired such a father. Whenever he encountered trouble, the anxious Morgan would always subconsciously think, if it was his father, how would he make a choice? Just like this moment.
Morgan made that choice, trying to forcibly snatch the piece of cake from the hands of Cosmic Umbrella Technology Company. Such means are rude.
"If it were you, father, how would you choose?" Morgan said as he turned the ring in his hand with a distressed look on his face. He was completely different from how he was in the meeting. Whenever he was alone, he would always expose his cowardice and indecision.
Just then, there was a knock on the door of the room.
Morgan, who originally had a painful expression on his face, suddenly became indifferent. He glanced at the time shown on the wall clock next to him, then smiled faintly and said, "Come in."
"Yes." The person outside the door said respectfully, and then pushed the door open and walked in. The person who came was his secretary, a very smart and capable woman.
"Is there anything important to report?" Morgan closed the book at hand, carefully placed it in the drawer, and asked calmly without raising his head.
"That's right," the secretary said, "The Knight Mercenary Group, thanks to our identity information, has successfully entered China and came to Luocheng where the Universe Umbrella Technology Company is located. They reported this to us and completed the task you entrusted to them in the past few days."
After hearing this, Morgan nodded and said, "I understand."
The secretary nodded. She came here for this very reason. Since she had already informed Morgan, she had no reason to stay here any longer. She immediately lowered her head and said, "Then I'll take my leave.
"Wait." Morgan said suddenly.
"Anything else you need?" asked the secretary.
"When you contact them, please emphasize that you must keep it secret. Even if you fail, you must not let the Chinese officials know who attacked the Universe Umbrella Company. If it is exposed, there will be a lot of trouble.
Morgan said slowly: "Of course, even if this is the case, the Chinese officials may know that it was us who did it, but as long as there is no evidence, they can't do anything to us!"
"I understand! I will ask them to be discreet again!" The secretary nodded and was about to turn around and leave, when Morgan's phone rang.
This surprised the secretary, and also surprised Morgan. Who would call Rockefeller at this time
You know, all calls to Morgan will be received by this secretary first.
Only Morgan's personal phone call would go directly to him.
Most people would not know this private phone number. Even the big shots who I had a bad relationship with at the meeting not long ago did not know this private phone number.
There are only a handful of people in this world who know Morgan's private phone number.
Morgan frowned and picked up the phone, which immediately displayed a very strange number.
"…?" Morgan was confused as he looked at the string of zeros on the phone. What kind of phone number was this
Morgan rubbed his brows with a headache. He believed that he had never been as wise as his father. From the beginning to the end, he had been constantly imitating his father. He had heard a lot of praise from elders before, and his favorite praise was "Little Morgan, you are becoming more and more like your father."
However, no matter how exemplary he is, he is still him, and his father is still his father.
However, even so, the word "stupid" has never been associated with him.
On the contrary, he, Morgan, was cursed secretly by countless people with gnashing teeth: a cunning old fox, as cunning as old Morgan!
However, as cunning as he was, he was completely at a loss at this time. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure out what went wrong. Would Jiang Cheng, the founder of the Cosmic Umbrella Technology Company in the far east under the Red Army, know of his plan or even know who betrayed him on his private phone
(End of this chapter)