I was taken to my hand, and there was no sound at all, so I felt a little guilty

"Second brother, why don't you talk? Did you smash it?!" I didn't have any confidence in attacking someone else for the first time, and it was to take someone else's life.

"Andre, why are you so unconfident in your second brother? Don't worry, your second brother has finished the matter for you and completed the task successfully. How about it? How should I thank me this time?!" The second brother was so scared that he answered.

"Second brother! You scared me to death! Tell me quickly, how did you get the result of that Fryer Taylor?" I asked anxiously.

The second brother pondered for a moment and said, "Didn't you say that the old man has a heart disease? Tonight I sent two decent men to sneak into his villa. By chance, this old man had to get some drip after dinner every day. My two men injected the medicine he brought into the infusion bottle. Then the nurse gave the old man some drip, and he had half a bottle of liquid injected. He fell to the ground with a big mouth."

"Second brother, this matter is quite serious. Are you sure your two subordinates have done the matter?" This matter is of great importance. I have to be sure whether Taylor was really dead or faked to die.

"Don't worry, kid. I sent those two guys, who are the most solid people among the hundreds of people in the Burbank Party. They kept lurking in the room until the old man was covered in white cloth and carried out before coming back." The second brother promised.

"Will the doctor check it out when they inject the drug?" It was confirmed that Taylor was dead. What I care most about is the medicine they injected. If it is tested by the forensic doctor, the police station will definitely follow it. Then I will soon reveal my feet.

"I sent someone to get this medicine specially, and it will never be detected. In short, everything goes well, so don't worry. Andre, I'll finish your business for you. The rest depends on you. You have to be careful and careful. Those guys in Hollywood are not easy to mess with." The second brother told me.

"I understand, second brother." I hung up the phone and sat blankly in my seat and looked at the night outside the window.

To be honest, I have never done such a thing before. And it is unlikely to do it according to my personality, but what can I do? If I don’t do it, I can’t acquire Western Electric Company. If I can’t acquire electrical companies, I can’t obtain patents for audio movies. If I can’t obtain patents for audio movies, I can’t make a lot of money. If I can’t make money, what can I use to save Heidi!

If there is anything else that could have Heidi rescued from the fire pit, I wouldn't have done this.

Now, although I succeeded, I don’t have any joy in my heart, and some are empty and nervous.

If there is even a hint of joy, it is me who took a step towards the goal of saving Heidi.

I don't regret doing this!

When I think of Heidi running away that day, when I think of her desperate look at me, when I think of the pain that Lemmer talks about Heidi, I will never regret doing so.

Maybe this matter will be brought out by others, maybe I will be discredited because of it, but compared with Heidi's happiness in his life, what is this?!

I remembered some of the things he said to me when he was chatting with Marskolov. He said that there is no good person in Hollywood, and there is no saint. Those big stars who usually shine under the flash, and those big-name directors who are popular among thousands of people. Which one does not have any dirty things behind it? Although I know that I am different from those people, I have no regrets about assassination.

The time Heidi left me was too short, no, it was Henry that was too short. With my efforts, the astronomical figure of $3 may not be raised in the end, but as long as I try my best, I can feel at ease. After all, for Heidi, I have become different than ever before. I can let my second brother go out to engage in riots and destruction, and I can help me assassinate someone who has also done this kind of trick. If possible, I can still do more of this kind of thing.

As long as Heidi can be saved!

As long as I can see her again, she smiles!

Nothing else matters!

Because I know that at this time, if you still want to set up a archway as a bitch, you will not be able to save Heidi!

"Boss, Boss, what do you say?" Gans asked stammered, trembling with nervousness.

"Yes, boss, has the matter succeeded?! That old man, is it dead?" Yassel was not much stronger, his face turned ashen and his face was very ugly.

I turned my head and looked at them foolishly, then nodded slowly.

"Okay!" Gans and Yassel hit each other, then wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads at the same time.

"Boss, what should we do next?" Gans asked.

I slumped in the chair, took a sip of tea, relieved my nervousness just now, and then said in a deep voice: "What should we do?! Do you still need to ask this? Fryer is in chaos. As long as Northrop and others tried hard, there would be no major problems with the acquisition. Jassel, you have focused on the release of "Brave Heart" during this period. You must not have problems. As for Gans, your task is heavier. You must be equipped to receive relevant work, personnel, resource allocation, etc. from Western Electric Company. Also, the most important thing is that your work must be carried out in secret. Don't be too arrogant. It's best to hide the people in our company from there, do you know?"

"Boss, I understand, don't worry, but don't be too sad about doing this. That Taylor is not a good person. When he was an employee in a bank, he married the daughter of the bank boss and killed the old man and his wife and then seized the property. We do this, it can be considered as a way for heaven!" Gans squeezed his little eyes and said angrily.

"Then you guys go down, I'm going to take a break." I leaned against the back of the chair and closed my eyes.

Gans and Yassel walked out and were busy with their own affairs.

I was so tired during this period that I lay on the chair and fell asleep unknowingly.

Then

Many dreams. I dreamed that Heidi was crying alone, and she was so hurt that I was about to break. Then I dreamed that she married Albert and had a boy. Strangely, the boy looked very much like me. I dreamed that "Brave Heart" was so popular that he even covered "Washington". Marskolov was so angry that he hugged my thighs and cried like a child. I dreamed that the dead Fryer went to prison. I tried my best to break free, but I knew that the more I broke free, he grabbed him tighter.

"I won't go even if you catch me! I have more important things to do!" I woke up yelling and found that the person I was ripping was Jimmy.

"Jimmy, what are you doing?!" I rubbed my eyes and shouted angrily.

Jimmy smiled and pointed to the phone, and then I noticed that the phone was ringing.

I looked at my watch and it was already 5 a.m. at 3 am.

Grabbing the microphone, Northrop's voice came over.

"Andre, what are you doing now?!" His voice was filled with great excitement.

"What are you doing?! What can I do after so late?! Go to bed! After so long, I slept well today and was disturbed by you!" I cursed angrily.

Northrop smiled on the phone: "Don't sleep, kid! Come here quickly!"

"Where am I going?! It's so dark." I said, pouting.

"Where else can you go?! Go to the Morley Hotel! I'll wait for you in the old place. Lockheed and Leedon are both here, and there are also people from the San Francisco Bank Consortium. They are from Western Electric Company, and I want to talk to you." Northrop's words were a bit proud.

Having said that, I basically understood. The news of Fryer must have been known by the Los Angeles Consortium and the San Francisco Bank Consortium, so they quickly negotiated the acquisition. Taylor, the old stubborn death, is not only a good thing for me. It is also a good thing for Northrop and others, because I got the patent for audio movies, they can also make a profit, and Taylor's death is also a good thing for shareholders of Western electrical appliance companies. They can take advantage of the old man's death to realize their wish to sell the company and take the opportunity to make a fortune.

These people were very anxious, afraid that the night would be long and the dream would be too long, and they could not even wait for dawn.

I smiled and said, "Northrop, don't joke about me! I only talked to Taylor about the acquisition of Western Electric Company in the afternoon, and he scolded me for being pissed off. The old man said that as long as he was alive, he would never sell Western Electric Company. I have already lost my heart. I didn't expect that you kid still jokes about me! It's so unfair! I won't talk to you anymore. I have something to do tomorrow. Let's go to bed first."

Northrop heard me and yelled in the phone, shaking the ground: "Andre! Who yelled with you boy! Now we are really in the Morrie Hotel! Mayo's heads are all there, you boy don't know. Tonight Fryer died in his villa, and the old man had no children. According to the internal regulations of the Western Electric Company, after he died, the equity in his hands was evenly distributed to members of the board of directors. After Taylor died, the board of directors of the Western Electric Company held an emergency meeting, and after discussion, it made the decision to sell the company to you. Now everyone in the fence board is here, come here quickly!"

I pretended to be surprised and said, "Northrop. You guy isn't lying to me, right?! How is this possible?!"

Northrop was almost mad: "Who has the time to joke with you?! I really don't know where you are lucky! How could you meet that old man so by chance and die! Hehe, but that's good, it's good for all of us. Come quickly, by the way, don't forget to bring your check."

Northrop laughed a few more times and hung up the phone.

"Jimmy, call Gans and Yassel!" I put down the microphone, laughed, and waved at Jimmy.

Jimmy was suddenly excited by my sudden excitement, and trotted downstairs.

"Boss, boss, how are you doing?! It's done?!" A few minutes later, Gans and Yassel appeared in a panic at the door of my office. Gans was so busy that he put on his shoes.

"It's done! Northrop just called me and said that the board of directors of the Western Electric Company agreed to sell the Western Electric Company to us, and they were waiting for us to sign the acquisition contract at the Morri Hotel. Hurry, you two should pack yourself up and accompany me quickly!" I was overjoyed, and put on my clothes and walked downstairs.

After sitting in the car and waiting for more than ten minutes, Gans and Yassel got into my car neatly dressed.

When I arrived at the hotel in Morley, I just got off the car and saw Northrop standing at the door of the hotel and looking around. There was a person I was very familiar with, Mayo

"I'm sorry, I'm late." I quickly greeted the two of them after leaving the car door.

"Andre, why are you here so late?! Mr. Hawthorne and I have been waiting for you for a long time. Come in quickly!" Northrop finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw me.

Mayo Hawthorne smiled at me and said to me: "Hello Mr. Corleon!"

I quickly replied, "Mr. Hawthorne, we feel very sorry for Mr. Taylor's unfortunate death. He is an excellent businessman and a very knowledgeable artist. I only chatted with him in the afternoon and admired each other very much. Unexpectedly, the yin and yang are separated in the blink of an eye. It was really surprising."

My words, the true feelings, and the little tears flashing in my eyes, suddenly moved Mayo and Hawthorne.

Mayo heard what I said, held my hand and nodded repeatedly.

"Mr. Corleon, thank you for coming to negotiate the acquisition without grudges. Alas, Mr. Taylor's health has not been very good, and his condition has become worse and worse during this period, so his death is not surprising at all.

God wants him to enter heaven early. Mr. Corleon, he passed away. We living people have to work hard for the following things." Mayo, my hand made a call to the hotel gate.

I smiled and nodded, and walked in with my head raised.

The negotiation place was arranged in the room where Northrop asked me last time. As soon as I entered the door, I was choked by the smoke inside and coughed violently.

The room was filled with 15 people, and I didn't know anyone from the board of directors of Western Electric. Lockheed and Leedon were also inside, and they were chatting with those people with a smile.

When I saw me in, the room suddenly became quiet and everyone stood up from the sofa.

"Andre, you are here, come on, let me introduce you." Lockheed grabbed my hand and introduced those people to me one by one.

As I expected, these people are members of the board of directors of Western Electric Company, including three major shareholders, and they are also members of the San Francisco Bank Consortium.

"I'm very happy to meet everyone, and I feel very sorry for Mr. Taylor's death." I greeted them politely.

"Mr. Corleon, don't talk about anything else when a person dies. We are not here to talk about Mr. Taylor tonight, we are here to talk about your acquisition of our company!" A fat man interrupted me and stood up. He is one of the three major shareholders of Western Electric Company. He is named Saman, with a beard and blushing hair. He can tell at a glance that he is a bad temper.

"Yes, yes, we are all sad about Mr. Taylor's death, but everyone will swallow this sadness and make it clear tonight about the acquisition." Lockheed quickly smoothed out.

I sat down on the sofa, took a sip of coffee, nodded: "Okay, I came here to acquire Western Electric Company. I want to acquire, but I don't know if all the directors of Western Electric Company are willing to sell."

Lockheed, one of the directors of Western Electric, was about 50 years old. The man smiled and said to me, "Mr. Corleon, if we don't want to sell land, we won't invite you here today."

This person's name is Sodersler, and he is the old partner of Fryer • Taylor. He and Taylor worked hard to build the Western Electric Company, so in the company, except Taylor, he speaks the most sternly. Now that Taylor dies, he becomes the boss.

I know that the owner of Western Electric Company is Sodersler, who is a member of the board of directors of the San Francisco Bank Consortium and has a good relationship with Lockheed and Northrop. Since he said that, there is basically no big problem with the acquisition.

"Mr. Sodersler. I'm very happy that you chose me, to be honest. I thought this plan had been ruined a few hours ago. Okay, you guys tell me the conditions." I smiled.

Sodersler looked at Saman and others behind him, discussed it in a low voice, and then said to me slowly: "Mr. Corleon, we agree to sell you the Western Electric Company. 8 million US dollars a dollar cannot be lost. If you pay this money, we will transfer all our shares."

"Does I say that if I get this 800, I can get everything from Western companies, from employees, company assets to various technical patents?" I restrained my smile and asked in a deep voice.

To be honest, although I am very interested in the industry of Western Electric Company, what I care most about is the many technical patents it owns, especially the half patent of audio movies. If the $8 million cannot buy this half patent, wouldn’t my efforts be in vain? Then I would never be able to buy land no matter what.”

Sodersler laughed and shook his head: "Mr. Corleon, these 800 buy the industry that only includes the company, and those technical patents are not included in the 800."

Soderslah's words immediately made Gans and Yassel beside me jump up.

"Mr. Sodersler, what you said is wrong! These technical patents are applied for in the name of Western Electrical Company, and naturally belong to Western Electrical Company. If we acquire the company, these patents will naturally belong to us accordingly. How could they not be among these 800??" Jassel said in a deep voice.

Gans stood up and stared: "Mr. Sodersler! Your conditions are simply robbery! If you want to make money so much, just rob the bank if you don't go!"

I pressed Gans and Jassel on the sofa, adjusted my anger, and smiled at Sodersler and said, "Mr. Sodersler, although my two subordinates are offensive to you in terms of attitude, they are not wrong in reason. These patents are all declared in the name of Western Electric Company. If I acquire this company, these patents will naturally belong to me. How could they not be among these 800?!"

Sodersler was speechless when I asked.

It is well known that technology patents are linked to companies. No matter where they go, even Sodersler's statement will not be supported.

Sodersler had to discuss it with Saman and others again, and then told me that if I wanted to get these patents, I would have to pay an extra $500,000.

I didn't say anything, but stood up and took my clothes and left.

"Andre, what are you doing? Are you good things to say? Come back, let's discuss it again!" When Lockheed saw me like this, he quickly pulled me away.

"Mr. Sodersler, tell you the truth. I only have 750 now. I have made all the money together. If you think it is OK, then we will sign a contract tonight. If you think it is less, I'm sorry, I'm going to go back and continue to sleep." I looked at Sodersler with a firm tone.

Sodersler had to discuss with the directors again.

"Well, Mr. Corleon, you won, we promise you!"

Listening to Sodersler's words, I laughed happily.
Chapter completed!