Chapter 360 ADM’s Favor

Chapter 367: ADM’s Favor

In the room, old man David was talking to a young man with brown hair, sword-shaped eyebrows and a square face.

The sound of "Fifth Grandpa" at the door made the young man's face flash with a strange expression.

Without waiting for any reaction from the two people in the room, Sean pushed the door open and walked in carelessly.

When he raised his head, his eyes met the young man's. Sean was startled, blinked and took a closer look, Richard Rockefeller!

Richard Rockefeller was born in 1949, the son of old man David, my dear.

The two had never met before, but Sean had seen the photos many times.

In other words, we have been friends for a long time!

"Brother Richard is here too!" Sean shouted directly without giving old man David a chance to open his mouth.

Old Man David:???

Richard:!!!

While talking, he walked over and put the things in his hands on old man David's desk. Then he opened his arms and gave Richard a big hug with a dull look on his face.

Richard couldn't react at all and didn't know how to respond. He stretched out his arms stiffly, neither hugging nor pushing away. He could only look at old man David for help.

Old man David is so angry, what the hell are you looking at me doing!

You beat him!

"Damn it, you brat, you should call me uncle!" Old man David's nostrils dilated with anger.

With just such a word and a hug, old man David had to admit that his son was far worse than Sean.

Not to mention tolerance, just the ability to adapt is not as good as others, and people can't let go.

"It's all the same, it's all the same." Sean laughed, put his arm around Richard's shoulders, and said with a smile: "I've always wanted to meet Richard, but I always missed it. Today is the perfect opportunity. Let's have dinner together later.

"

Richard:Are we familiar?

"Everything is the same!" Old Man David snorted heavily.

"It's all about different things. We are all young. We are only 7 years apart. Everything follows the rules. When I yelled, I thought Richard was dozens of years old. I called him old for nothing.

"As he said that, Sean turned to look at Richard and tightened his arms, "right."

Richard turned his head and looked at the hand on his shoulder, then looked at Sean, with a look of helplessness on his face, "Okay."

To be honest, it does feel a bit awkward to have a super-rich man who drives a battleship around the world and fights against heaven and earth internationally call him uncle.

It's not that Richard can't afford it because of his identity, but because of his psychology.

Psychologically, everyone in the Rockefeller family admires Sean in their hearts, even if they don't say it.

This person is an illegitimate child, he really worked hard with nothing, and their conditions are so good, let alone comparing their achievements, you can't even see the taillights of the car.

The gap between the two sides is so big that it makes these people feel a little ashamed of themselves.

This made Richard feel psychologically depressed when he faced Sean.

Old man David rolled his eyes. It's really not that he doesn't want to push his son to the top. What the hell, you don't want to live up to expectations.

Thinking about it, I just forced Sean to call him uncle. It was useless to force him. Even if he shouted in front of him, what would happen after leaving this room would be the same.

"Sean, I'm warning you, don't lead Richard astray." Old David could only say this.

"Fifth Grandpa, you are saying this as if I am some kind of bad guy." Sean rolled his eyes.

"Oh, you know what you are like!" Old David sneered.

"What's the good of being too honest?" Sean muttered in a low voice.

"Do you think everyone is like you?" David yelled angrily.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry." Sean quickly put his hands down.

Don't blame old man David for being angry. Even if his son can't achieve anything big and support the family business, he still can't be a playboy.

As he said, not everyone can start a career in the mafia like Sean, but Sean has never been addicted to drugs and has killed many people. However, Sean's character is not perverted and bloodthirsty. Surrounded by women, he is not

Will be addicted to wine and sex.

There is no good person around me, and I have done so many bad things, but I can always remain unaffected by the environment and keep my mind clear.

This requires strong self-control.

Of course, this is not the result of American education.

David knew that if his son was thrown into such an environment, he would definitely learn bad things and start eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and smoking, and that would be the end of him.

Richard tilted his head slightly, watching Sean chatting with his father, feeling truly envious and admired in his heart.

Even his son can't be so casual. His father's aura is too powerful. As a small group of people with the most power in the world, like an emperor, not everyone can let him go.

Anyway, there is no need for him to come to see his father.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, what's the point of running so hard?" Old man David glared at Sean and said angrily.

"I want to acquire some banks, but I don't have so much time to waste on negotiations, and I don't want to waste money on them." Sean sat down on the sofa, looked up at Richard who was standing, and smiled.

He reached out and patted the side, "Sit."

Richard sat over subconsciously.

Old man David glared at his son, "You are the master!"

This account is completely useless.

"How much are some?" Old David immediately grasped the key point.

"20." Sean chuckled.

"What are you going to do again?" Old Man David asked with narrowed eyes.

Richard looked at Sean in astonishment. Acquiring 20 banks? Is that crazy?

"I have taken a fancy to the depositor resources held by local banks. I have a good deal that I want to promote. It is too troublesome and a waste of time to attract customers myself."

"How much money do you have to throw at this?"

"1.5 billion!"

Old man David rolled his eyes at these idiots from HSBC, "Theoretically, the money is enough, but it's difficult. The shares of these banks are very messy, very messy, and they can't be acquired simply by spending money. Do you understand?"

"How to say?"

"There are special reasons why many local banks can survive. They not only bear banking responsibilities, but also serve as a platform for transactions between local parties. There are too many things in them to dig deep, and some simply

There is a huge deficit.”

Sean raised his eyebrows, he understood when David said this.

Corruption, bribery, collusion between officials and businessmen, political deals, and money-losing!

A group with chaotic accounts will inevitably get into trouble as soon as the accounts are checked during the acquisition process.

Therefore, even if Sean spent money, others would not dare to transfer it. This is not a matter of money, but a matter of leverage.

What's more, Sean is still a media tycoon. If you give him the handle, it will be a sheep in the tiger's mouth!

"I have to have clients, what should I do?" Sean frowned.

Old man David shook his head, "It's difficult. I don't know what you are going to do, but most local banks have this problem. If you must acquire it, it is best to acquire some medium-sized banks, and the possibility is higher.

.”

"Fully owned!"

"Do you still want to complete the integration?"

"Yes."

Old man David shook his head directly, "Just give up, it's impossible."

Sean also frowned and said nothing for a long time, "Take in as many as you can and spread them out as much as possible. Damn it, if it doesn't work, I'll promote it myself!"

Seeing Sean's insistence, old man David shook his head and said, "Give me the list and I will help you communicate."

Sean took out a list of names from his pocket and handed it over. Old man David glanced at it and put it aside. There was no need to rush this matter.

The matter has come to an end here.

Regarding the acquisition, it was too difficult for Sean to run it by himself. It was like his own bank. There were a lot of dirty things, and he didn't dare to let outsiders find out.

Old man David came forward, coordinated from a higher level, and promised some things, such as helping to settle the account, not pursuing anything, etc. The effect was much better than if Sean, who had no friendship with him, approached him rashly.

"Okay, please excuse me, Grandpa Five, and I'm leaving." Sean stood up with a smile and waved to Richard next to him, "Let's go."

Richard glanced at me, agreed with the old man, and then stood up.

As he walked out, Sean suddenly looked back at old man David, "Hurry up, time, time, even if you spend a little more money."
To be continued...