Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat Chapter 154

  Chapter 154 In the name of revenge

  Fang Lang also had ten thousand muddy horses passing by in his heart, and his heart was also inexplicably angry. He really met these unidentified racists wherever he went.

   Soon, sirens sounded outside, and two policemen broke into the bar! I was taken aback when I saw what was going on inside.

   A group of white men fell to the ground moaning, and another group surrounded them.

  Looking at the posture of this group of people, the police knew that they were not easy to mess with.

  But they can only bite the bullet and say:

   "NYPD, all hands up."

   Fang Lang didn't even look at the two policemen, and walked directly to the two men who blocked his way first.

   Seeing Fang Lang's movements, the police quickly pointed the pistol in their hands at Fang Lang, and shouted:

   "Hold on, NYPD!"

  When the soldiers around saw the situation, four soldiers stepped forward and blocked the police's muzzle with their bodies.

  The soldiers behind also took out their weapons and aimed at the two policemen.

   In an instant, cold sweat began to break out on the foreheads of the two policemen. It seemed that they met someone they couldn't afford to offend today.

   Looking at the indifferent eyes of these soldiers, the police knew that these people were ruthless characters.

   Hastily raised a hand to signal:

   "Everyone, don't be nervous. We are the police. We received a report saying that there was a fight here. We are here to deal with the situation!"

  Fang Lang was squatting beside the wailing man lying on the ground at this time, admiring his wailing.

  The foot accidentally stepped on the man's hand, and the man's cry of pain became louder.

   He cursed even more in his mouth:

   "Yellow monkey, you are finished! I must kill you! You are dead! Ah! Ah!"

  Fang Lang smiled, looked back at the two policemen indifferently and said:

   "Mr. Police Officer, I heard that this man threatened to kill me just now!"

   After speaking, he turned to Wan Chong and said:

   "Chongxin, call a lawyer to handle it! Tell them, I'm going to sue the two of them for bankruptcy."

  The police were relieved when they heard Fang Lang's words.

   Just ask a lawyer to handle it, so that everyone doesn't have to make it difficult.

   After all, in this situation, if one is not good, the two may be shot to death.

  The current police are not like the later generations, who can call a lot of support directly with a walkie-talkie.

  These two policemen were able to arrive here in time, probably because this is a wealthy area of ​​Manhattan, and they happened to be patrolling nearby.

  If you offend the group of people in front of you, you just turn around and leave in a cool way, and you don't know where to look for them.

   "Okay, Boss!"

  Wan Chongxin heard Fang Lang's order, got up directly and went to the bar of the bar, picked up the phone and dialed out.

  Fang Lang looked at the pale faces of the two policemen, waved his hand and said:

   "Okay, everyone put away your weapons! Don't make it difficult for Mr. Police Officer."

  The soldiers put away their weapons at the same time.

  The two policemen also let out a sigh of relief, and silently put away their weapons.

   "Mr. Police Officer, I am staying at the Marriott Hotel in Central Park, if you have anything to do, you can come to the hotel to find me.

   My lawyer will take care of things here. I went back to rest first. "

   After finishing speaking, he turned and left without hesitation.

  The soldiers of the Marine Corps also began to retreat in an orderly manner.

  Wan Chongxin stepped forward and handed a business card to the two policemen, then said:

   "Mr. Police Officer, our lawyer will come to deal with the matter here soon. This is my business card. If you need our assistance, please call me."

  Jackson also stepped forward and handed over his own business card, which of course is his current business card on NBC TV, and said something.

   "Call me tomorrow if you have anything!"

  The young policeman looked at the backs of everyone leaving, and said to the middle-aged policeman:

   "Is that how they leave?"

  The middle-aged policeman looked at the crowd in the bar and said helplessly:

   "Otherwise? Can you keep them? It's not bad for others to give you face and let a lawyer come forward."

   "Just the yellow man?"

  The middle-aged policeman glared at the young policeman and said:

   "You want to die so as not to implicate me, didn't you notice the movement of the group of people just now? These are not bodyguards, but well-trained soldiers, you know?

  Looking at the aura of the leading young people, you should know that these people are not characters we can provoke. Send the people here to the hospital first! "

   I don't know if it was because of the fight that made Fang Lang, who hadn't experienced the bar style he imagined, feel very comfortable.

  Fang Lang didn't expect that Jackson and Wan Chongxin would rush up to fight with him. Looking at them at this moment, they felt a lot more cordial.

   Patted the two of them on the shoulders, smiled and hugged them, said goodbye to them and returned to the hotel without saying anything.

   Fang Lang slept very soundly that night.

   At noon the next day, Wan Chongxin brought his lawyer to report the situation. Because Fang Lang did the whole thing first, Fang Lang was responsible for all the crimes.

  After all, there is no anti-racism law at this time.

   It is true that the other party provoked first, but it was Fang Lang who did it, so the responsibility fell on Fang Lang.

  However, the United States is a capitalist society!

  If you have money, you can have everything. In the end, after communication with the lawyer, the other party was compensated 10,000 US dollars, and the matter was settled.

  The one that hurts the most is the white man with the cracked balls.

   "Have you figured out the identity of the other party?"

   Fang Lang said that if he wanted to ruin the other party's fortune, he would definitely not break his promise.

  $10,000 is nothing to Fang Lang, but this money is not so easy to get.

   "The boss has figured it out. The person you asked us to check is Richfield, and he is the boss of the Richfield Petroleum Company."

   Those who engage in oil are all big bosses! Now it was Fang Lang's turn to be a little confused.

  If the other party is a big boss, how could this matter pass so easily?

   "Own an oil company? This is a big boss, you can make others shut up with 10,000 yuan!"

  After listening to Fang Lang's words, Wan Chongxin and the lawyer said with strange expressions:

   "Boss, this so-called Richfield Petroleum Company is actually an oil exploration company, a small exploration company listed on the New York Stock Exchange.

  Starting from Richfield's father, because he made his fortune after digging an oil field in Texas, there might be nothing if he continued to develop in Texas.

   As a result, this old Mr. Richfield, who did not know who he believed, left the land he bought in the Midland Basin, moved his position and went to Alaska to dig oil.

  Before the war, there have been more than ten years of exploration, but there has been no harvest, and the company's funds have also been emptied.

  As a result, the war broke out and the exploration plan was forced to shelve.

  After the war, the old Mr. Richfield once again raised a sum of money, took the equipment and continued to go to Alaska for exploration.

   But the place they explored, it was inside the Arctic Circle!

   I don't know what happened, but news came last month that old Mr. Richfield died in a place called Prudhoe Bay.

   Now it's all right, no oil has been explored, and the company's last bit of funds has been poured in again, and now the Richfield Company is about to go bankrupt.

  The New York Stock Exchange issued a notice last week that the company is at risk of delisting, reminding investors to pay attention to the risks.

  Our Mr. Richfield was very unwilling, so we flew from Alaska to New York specially to save it.

  Unfortunately, I was rejected by the NYSE, so I was in a very bad mood. This happened only last night. "

  Hearing Wan Chongxin's words, Fang Lang fell into deep thought. The two place names, Prudhoe Bay and Midland Basin, sound familiar!

   Soon he remembered a report he had read in later generations. It seemed that the top ten oil fields in the United States had these two place names!

   Could it be that these two oil fields have not been discovered yet?

   "So now it means that no oil fields have been found in these two places, right?"

   "Yes, the Richfield Company is now supported by the first oil well, and it is already unable to make ends meet.

   Therefore, there is no potential for any development at all. This is also the reason why the New York Stock Exchange issued a delisting risk warning. "

  Fang Lang said calmly:

   "Oh! Who else is in this guy's family?"

   "That's all he's left with."

   At this time, Fang Lang was concerned, and nodded to show that he knew.

   It seems that Mr. Richfield is sitting on a golden mountain!

   So how should Jinshan change his surname to Fang?

  Fang Lang's first thought was to use this conflict between himself and him to swallow the company in the name of revenge.

   Then invest in oil extraction yourself.

   It seems that Brazil is a country seriously short of oil! Although there are oil fields, it seems that oil is mainly imported.

  Thinking of this, Fang Lang didn't hesitate, and directly called Mr. Morgan.

   "Mr. Morgan, good afternoon, I am Fang Lang!"

   "Haha, Fang, why are you calling when you have time! Are you asking about the stock swap? This matter may have to wait, because the board of directors has not yet unified their opinions!"

  Actually, Morgan's board of directors has already agreed on the share swap between Universal Shipbuilding and Bell Labs.

   It's just a negotiation! Whoever holds the initiative can get more, so the Morgan family wants to let the air go.

   See if Fang Lang will take the initiative to contact them.

   Unexpectedly, Fang Lang lost his composure so soon, and took the initiative to contact Morgan, which made Morgan decide to hang out with the other party to facilitate later bargaining.

   "Ah! I'm sorry, Mr. Morgan. It doesn't matter about the stock exchange. It doesn't matter if it succeeds or not. I don't care.

  I'm looking for you this time to ask you something, I don't know if it's convenient for you. "

   Whatever you achieve, forget it if you don't. Shouldn't you be proactive?

  Why do you seem to be indifferent now?

  It was only then that Morgan remembered that Fang Lang did seem to have said that he did not lack funds to develop the shipyard!

  It seems that if it continues to procrastinate, not only will it not succeed in listing Global Shipbuilding, but the issue of the next share exchange will come to naught.

   "Oh! Tell me something."

  Fang Lang didn't hide anything, and told the ins and outs of his conflict with Richfield in the bar last night.

   And said that he paid 10,000 US dollars in compensation for this.

   Compensation is a small matter, but face is a big matter. The cruel words I let go in that bastard's ear last night must be fulfilled.

   "I did some research today, and the other party is called Richfield. It seems that there is a Richfield Petroleum Company, which was notified by the New York Stock Exchange last week that it is at risk of delisting.

  I want to operate through your investment bank! Swallow his company dry and tell him to get out of the company his father left behind.

   Wondering if I could do this little favor? "

  (end of this chapter)

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