Under the pressure of the federal government, the Rockefeller consortium had to publicly promise that they would exchange for the deposits of people at Citibank, which basically also showed that Citibank would have no hope of being saved this time.

What people are interested in, especially the Wall Street Consortium, is how the Rockefeller Consortium will deal with this dilemma, and which subsidiary they will sell. Although Coolidge fancies that the Rockefeller Consortium will sell Thunder Dianhua Film Company, we both know that the possibility of such a thing being achieved is extremely small and almost impossible.

Although the Rockefeller Consortium discussed this matter, it was very difficult to make a final decision. Everyone was waiting and became more and more anxious.

That afternoon, the sun was very bright. In the manor, I took a few kids to play. Although these little guys had not grown all their hair, they were like little tigers. I was exhausted by them. Coolidge and others were laughing from the side.

"Dad, Darren, long-nosed Darren." Agalo rode above me and pointed at the distance and shouted. I turned my face and saw Darren walking towards this side, waving something in his hand.

I got up from the ground and went up to meet me.

"Boss, your letter, Rockefeller." Darren handed me the letter in his hand, and his face became a little nervous.

"What the hell are they going to do at this time?" Gans and others surrounded him. "You'll know after reading it?" I opened the envelope and lowered my head and started reading.

The content of this letter is not very much. It probably means to invite me to be a guest. The signature of the letter was beyond my expectations. It was not John Rockefeller III, but John Rockefeller Jr.

"Boss, this time you can't go no matter what you say! Last time you went there. John Rockefeller III's bastard actually ambushed the killer outside the door. If you go there this time, I don't know what tricks they will do. What if there is one, what should I do?" Because the last time John Rockefeller thought about the Hongmen Banquet made Gans very disgusted.

"That's. Boss. I'm sure that after so many things, the Rockefeller Consortium must have known that the series of incidents they have fallen into is related to us. Now the Rockefeller Consortium has become a loser, and it's hard to take care of them and they will rush to break the wall and throw away." The fat man also agreed with Gans's point of view. Not only the two of them, but most people around him think so, and think that John Rockefeller must be unhappy this time.

"Calvin. What do you think?" I asked Coolidge for conditions. In this way, everything is possible. If this time it was still the Hongmen Banquet, I would definitely kill me.

"I agree with you." Coolidge said, almost every time it surprised everyone.

"You guys are still here even though you know that those guys are malicious!" Gans said in surprise.

"Although the last time the third generation ancestor caught us off guard, I want to remind you. This time, John Rockefeller, invited Andre to come over. John Rockefeller, and his son's personality is completely different. From my understanding, although John Rockefeller, is cruel and ruthless in many things, this person is basically a person with his own principles. He can do some things. But he will not violate his own bottom line. Now he has written such a letter to Andre. Basically, the possibility that you have said is ruled out. According to the temper of John Rockefeller, if he wants to harshly speak against Andre, he will secretly attack and not take such a situation."

"I think that this time, John Rockefeller, little, went to Andre, may have some things to deal with. And it is very likely that it is a very important thing. There are many benefits." This time, Coolidge talked about my heart.

Although I was also worried about a Hongmen Banquet. I don’t know why. I had a strong desire to see John Rockefeller little. I always felt that when this time, I could chat with this guy. Maybe I could inquire about the specific situation of the Rockefeller Consortium now. Besides, the Rockefeller Consortium was going to sell its own subsidiaries again. Maybe this trip would reveal some news.

"Since that's the case, send a few more people!" shouted Gans.

The decision to meet John Rockefeller Jr. was settled. The next day, I, Coolidge, Darren, Gans and others flew to New York on a plane.

When we arrived in New York, we saw that the atmosphere of the city was different from before when we got off the bus. It used to be busy and prosperous, but now it is a bit chaotic and hasty. A large part of the reason for this situation is because of the Rockefeller Consortium.

We first arrived at the branch of Rockefeller TV in New York, where we rested there until noon. Darren informed the Rockefeller Consortium about our arrival. In the afternoon, we drove to the hospital where John Rockefeller Jr. was.

After moving out of Wall Street, the Rockefeller Consortium took root in an emerging industrial area in New York. The place turned out to be the property of the Rockefeller Consortium. You can see a grand building far away. The hospital where John Rockefeller was staying at the little one was not far from their headquarters, so we decided to go to the headquarters of the Rockefeller Consortium first, and then go to see John Rockefeller.

But when we arrived at the headquarters of the Rockefeller Consortium, we couldn't get in at all. It was not because the other party didn't let us in, but the headquarters of the Rockefeller Consortium was like an ant nest, with people coming and going, and many documents, equipment, etc. were moved in and out, and we couldn't even go in.

In this case, we turned the car to the hospital of John Rockefeller Jr.

The hospital where John Rockefeller is located is not much different from an ordinary hospital in terms of appearance, but after entering, it was discovered that it was probably the most luxurious and best-conditioned hospital I have ever seen. Under the guidance of a dedicated person, we were led into a two-story building.

This small building is German-style overall and is very stable. It is also not without ethereality. In front of the building is a large lawn, a pond, a fountain, a sculpture, a pleasant scenery and a fresh air. In the dusk light, everything around it is coated with a layer of golden light, which makes people feel refreshed.

"What a great place. I didn't expect that John Rockefeller, little, still enjoyed it so much." Gans muttered behind me.

There were fully armed security guards around the small building, and the safety measures were taken very well. We walked into the door. As soon as we arrived at the living room, the scene in front of me made me feel a little overwhelmed.

The living room was filled with people, densely packed. Most of these people were senior executives of the Rockefeller Consortium, wearing look-like suits, sitting on the sand, with their heads down, and their faces full of sadness.

They obviously didn't expect me to appear. So when they saw me, many people couldn't help but stand up.

"Andre Corleon! What are you here? Get out!"

"Get out!"

Many people in the living room suddenly became angry. They looked at me and shouted. Some people even came over to take action.

"Who dares to touch our boss, I will let him die on the spot!" Darren Oliver pulled out his gun without saying a word.

"Brothers. This guy has made our Rockefeller Consortium like this, and now he is coming to us in a big way. Isn't this humiliating us? Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became tense, and the executives of the Rockefeller Consortium surrounded him. At this time, these people had fully understood that the Rockefeller Consortium had fallen to this point today because of the Rockefeller Consortium. They worked hard for the Rockefeller Consortium all their lives, but they got such a result, so they were naturally angry.

They surrounded him, and Darren, Gans and others were also angry, and both sides showed off their guys.

"Boss, look, I'm right. It's completely a conspiracy to invite us to come! A complete conspiracy!" Gans screamed, blocking me while screaming, for fear that I would be injured.

"Stop! Stop me!" Seeing that the two sides were about to make a fuss, a shout overcame the noise, and the living room suddenly became quiet.

A person walked out of the aisle. The appearance of this person made all the executives of the Rockefeller Consortium in the living room just now bow their heads.

John Rockefeller III was wearing a black suit, his eyes were red, and his face was very solemn. He looked at these subordinates while walking, and was very angry.

"Are you crazy?? Just take the guys here!?" John Rockefeller III walked to an executive, grabbed the gun from his hand, raised his hand and slapped the guy in the face. With a snap, palm prints appeared on the poor guy's face.

"Boss, Andre Corleon actually came over like this! What is this not to humiliate us! Kill him! Our Rockefeller Consortium cannot be insulted like this!" Someone couldn't help but scream.

"That's right, the Rockefeller consortium can go bankrupt, but cannot be insulted!"

A group of people were in high spirits. John Rockefeller III looked at these people and waved his hand impatiently: "Shut up! Mr. Corleon was invited by his father!"

These words made the people in the living room stunned, and they couldn't believe their ears. In their minds, the enemy between John Rockefeller and me was definitely a complete enemy, so how could he take the initiative to invite him?

"Mr. Corleon, I'm so embarrassed. I didn't take care of them." After teaching his subordinates, John Rockefeller III smiled bitterly at me twice.

"Mr. Rockefeller, we thought you were going to have an ambush again like last time." Coolidge sneered.

John Rockefeller III shook his head and led the way.

We followed him through the long walkway and went up the second floor. It is certain that John Rockefeller, little, lives on the second floor.

"Mr. Corleon, please wait outside. Dad and Uncle Carey are talking about things. I will notify you immediately after the talk." John Rockefeller III arranged us on the sand in the walkway outside, and then hurried into a room at the end of the second floor.

"The bitch raised me. I actually asked us to wait outside!" Gans was extremely unhappy.

"Okay, okay, wait, wait, nothing. Don't call me." I gave Gans a blank look. Gans became honest.

A few of us sat there drinking tea and chatting, and we could see the scenery outside. The setting sun was the best time of the day. The sunlight leaked from the trees and was mottled and unkempt. The lawn below had just been built, and there was a fresh smell of grass in the air. It was refreshing. Outside the hospital, not far away, there was a church. The church was not big and was completely made of plain white granite. It was ethereal and beautiful.

Faced with such a beautiful scene, Gans and others who were still angry just now gradually calmed down.

"Carry Rockefeller is here too. What can these two brothers talk about?" Gans asked me.

"I guess what I'm talking about is the current countermeasures of the Rockefeller Consortium. Andre, maybe he's talking about the sale of Leidianhua Film Company." Coolidge started to fantasize again, and everyone else laughed.

"Boss, why did I feel something was wrong from the moment I came in?" Darren whispered.

"Why is something wrong? Are you talking about the group of subordinates of the Rockefeller Consortium excited? This is normal." I laughed.

But Darren Oliver shook his head: "I'm not talking about this. Boss, haven't you noticed that the atmosphere here is very serious? When I was so busy, the executives of the Rockefeller Consortium gathered here. You can see the expression of John Rockefeller III just now in this case, very serious and even sad. Moreover, even Carey Rockefeller, who was not in the same way as John Rockefeller, came. Are these normal?"

Darren Oliver really made me stunned. Yes. That's true.

"Darren, you mean..." I seemed to guess what Darren Oliver meant.

Darren Oliver nodded. Then he looked at the closed door of the room at the end of the corridor and whispered: "Boss. I'm wondering if little John Rockefeller is almost out of reach now."

"What!?" Gans and Coolidge were surprised.

Is John Rockefeller a little? If such news is true, it is definitely a huge news, and for us, it is undoubtedly a major matter.

"No, right? Little John Rockefeller shouldn't be so fragile, right?" Coolidge said with wide eyes.

"It's very likely. John Rockefeller, a little boy, has been struggling from the line of life and death several times in the past few months. He suffered his first stroke and was half paralyzed. The next series of incidents made him in the hospital one after another. He had been rescued several times, and almost died every time. This time, he fell head-on at the press conference and fainted on the spot."

"Our factory guards have inquired about this area and the information they received was that during this period, all the doctors specially equipped by John Rockefeller were controlled and could not communicate with the outside world, so the outside world would not be able to know John Rockefeller's health. I thought so, if John Rockefeller had no health problems, they did not need to do this at all. Doing this would only mean that John Rockefeller's life is likely to be in danger."

"Plus with today's scenario, I think my guess is very likely to be correct."

After Darren Oliver's analysis, no one spoke. He was not a fool. Thinking about this, Darren Oliver's statement was basically recognized by everyone when he connected the emotions of the people in the Rockefeller Consortium he just met.

"If this is true, I will not understand one thing." Gans shook his head and said in confusion: "Realistically speaking, it is natural for a person to bring his subordinates, friends and family over when he is dying, but I have never seen anyone calling his enemies over before he dies."

"Yes, this is a bit evil. Boss, what purpose can John Rockefeller come to us?" Darren asked.

I obviously can't answer his question.

But just as we were whispering, we heard a nearly angry shout from the room that walked to the end: "I can't do this! I can't do it!"

Originally, the entire second floor was very quiet, but suddenly, with such a shout, everyone was stunned. At the same time, a group of wild pigeons on the grassland in front of the building were frightened and flew into the sky.

Then, I heard the door opened roughly, and a person slammed the door out in anger.

"John. We are brothers. Dad favors you and lets you be the head of the consortium. I have no objection to this, I obey! Who made Dad dislike me? The Rockefeller Consortium gave you, and I only got a Thunder Dinghua. Such a film company may be the land in Hollywood, but you know how insignificant it is compared to the Rockefeller Consortium."

"Even though I was treated like this, I didn't say anything. I worked hard to run my company, and you said it was not easy for you. I was easy for me!? Do you think Leidianhua Film Company is so easy to operate! Do you know how much hardship we have suffered and how much sweat we have shed??"

"Yes, Leidianhua Film Company is showing off its momentum now, but this is our own efforts! You have not helped us much! Now that the Rockefeller Consortium has reached such a point, it is your own mistake, you can't let me pay the bill! I will take back my film company in one sentence, why! I will not promise you! I will never agree! Leidianhua is always mine, and I will not hand him over to anyone! This is my reply!"

The man came out of the room, very angry, walked over while shouting. It was Carrey Rockefeller.

"Andre Corleon!? Why are you here??" When he saw me, he was stunned.

Every time I meet Carey Rockefeller, I basically don’t have any good expressions. Either I look at each other coldly or don’t match a word. This time, Carey Rockefeller saw me, but he was like seeing a ghost.

From the words he just shouted, I can basically guess the matter between this guy and John Rockefeller Jr. It seems that John Rockefeller Jr. did propose to ask Radianhua Film Company to help the Rockefeller Consortium at this time, but Carey Rockefeller obviously would not agree. For him, Radianhua Film Company is everything to him, and it is impossible for him to sell Radianhua to support the Rockefeller Consortium.

You can't say that Carey Rockefeller has no reason. After all, when the Rockefeller consortium was part of the property, John Rockefeller, the old man divided the property into two and gave the big head to John Rockefeller Jr., leaving only one Thunder Dinghua Film Company for Carey Rockefeller. Such a division was extremely unfair for Carey Rockefeller. No wonder many media suspected that Carey Rockefeller was not the biological son of John Rockefeller.

Now, John Rockefeller Jr. asked the other party to sell Thunder Dinghua to support the Rockefeller consortium. It makes sense that Carey Rockefeller has such a reaction.

But on the other hand, Carey Rockefeller's approach is ruthless. No matter what, he and John Rockefeller are brothers, and he is one of the few people with the surname Rockefeller. I think if this kind of thing was born in the Rockefeller consortium, when our consortium is facing a catastrophe, if I ask my second brother to sell his property to help me, my second brother will definitely not say anything and not frown.

In the world, in addition to the so-called interests and money, there is another more important thing, that is family affection.
To be continued...