Chapter 992: Old but not dead real chicken thief

Why go one more and one more, thanks for the reward! !
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"Father, the flight is ready." In President City, Little Adams personally put on his suit and put on his father.
"Very good..." Adams looked at himself in the dressing mirror and nodded with satisfaction: "Come on, let's take a look, what does he want?"
The special plane belonging to the Adams family took off and headed for the destination, New York.
When the plane landed in New York, Li Zitao's convoy was parked by the airport runway, and he was also in the car.
"Charles...Little Charles, I'm so happy to see you." Even though he has entered the 16th year in the past 15 years, Burt is still not used to the old name.
John, little John.
George, Little George.
Morgan, Little Morgan.
It's like the Charles and Little Charles he is facing now.
"Charlie, are you okay?" Charles, like an old friend, stepped forward to hug him and say hello.
Even wanted to kiss his forehead like a child.
"I'm fine, very good." Li Zitao opened his arms to Charles Charles enthusiastically when he realized his intention.
"You haven't returned to New York for a while. I think you must miss it..." Armed around Charles' shoulder, he didn't care to say anything at all.
Being kissed by a man on the forehead is beyond his acceptance, especially when the person is Charles Adams.
The convoy drove to the Waldorf Astoria Hotel on Park Avenue, a 42-storey luxury hotel that is still one of the best hotels in New York.
"I have packed the entire top floor, I hope this will make your stay more comfortable." Walking into the elevator, Li Zitao expressed his kindness.
"Thank you, Charlie, this is a relief for my father and me." Despite being a teenager older than Li Zitao, Charles Jr. still regarded him as a respectable person.
The other party's achievements and existing status forced him to be cautious.
"I have also arranged some security guards. After all, the world is very chaotic." The elevator opened and looked at the security guards in the corridor. Charles and his sons had different expressions.
But there was no objection to this. When he walked into the room, Li Zitao came to the bar counter and took out a bottle of red wine with a stale surface and even the packaging was yellow.
"In 1911, Dijin Winery's peerless wine, its quantity is surprisingly small, but it is worth a drink today."
Bang...
The cork was pulled out between two fingers, making Charles and his son exclaim.
This is not something anyone can do, at least they have never seen it, but it is not the time to discuss this.
Sitting on the sofa with their glasses, Li Zitao was tasting the fine wine in the goblet. In fact, he was not as practical as whiskey.
Charles and Son wanted to wait for him to speak first, but Li Zitao's patience was far beyond their imagination.
"Okay, let's talk about the truce." Little Charles couldn't bear it, which disappointed old Charles.
"Of course, I came for this, and I think you are too." Li Zitao's mouth was a little proud.
Whoever speaks first means more urgency for what you want to achieve and also exposes your weaknesses.
Although not absolute, this is true in Li Zitao.
He will not give Charles and his son a chance to turn around. The negotiations have not yet begun, and he has the upper hand.
"Charles, we all know that the war was provoked by you first, using your rights for no reason, targeting the legitimate business of Wells Fargo..."
"No, that is not a legitimate business activity, but a robbery on the fire, which is immoral in the United States."
"Ho, wow." Li Zitao said with a fearful expression, spread his hands in a hug and said, "Don't talk to me about morality, otherwise it's better not to talk."
Morality, fangs and teeth when it is beneficial to oneself, cruelly dismembering his opponent, and does not give him any chance to fight back.
When you are not good for yourself, you use morality to restrain others. Has double standards become popular since then?
"Charlie, the armistice is good for us, you know this, so don't think I'm confessing to you...or begging for mercy."
Charles put on a stubborn old stubborn posture, his hand on crutches firm and strong.
"Is it? Is that true?" Li Zitao stood up with a big smile, looked at them and said, "If you think this is the case, then you are very wrong."
"Charles, I have a lot of money, and having money means being able to make waves in this country. Of course, I won't do it."
"But...Is it possible to successfully acquire Morgan, I don't care, at least not as much as you think."
Li Zitao, who was walking back and forth, took a step, and raised a finger to the right hand holding the glass and said to him: "There is also LANC, it was shut down."
"But that's okay, I still have Hirst." Li Zitao smiled like a child who stole candy and whispered: "Can you let the LANC happen again?"
"No, you can't, and your congressional friends will not agree, because it will anger many people and make you lose your current friends."
"And I still have a lot of money-making industries, the Blue and White Chamber of Commerce, Aegis Department, and oil, minerals, real estate and department stores."
"Each of them can earn enough profit for me, the profit that can satisfy all friends..."
Li Zitao came to Charles~EbookFREE.me~ propped the arm of the sofa with his hand, leaned over his ear and whispered: "Look... your chips seem to be running out."
Little Charles's expression was very poor, almost completely changed to black and black.
It's just that Charles still kept a cold fox-like smile, sitting up like a mountain and saying, "Is it?"
"If you feel wrong, you can add it at any time." Li Zitao drank the wine from the glass and sat back on the sofa to fill it for himself.
"As you said, my family's influence is more in politics." Charles grinned and said, "But this is what you need."
"Charlie, tell me, how much money have you invested politically over the years?" Charles asked curiously.
"Let me guess..." Seeing that he didn't speak, Charles said thoughtfully: "10 million, no, it's unlikely... 2...no, it's not right."
"I think it's 50 million, maybe more is right, Charlie..." It seems that Charles knew something well.
‘FK, this is really rich. 'Little Charles scolded inwardly, but he was just a jealous, envious and hateful heart.
"So, after paying so much, do you get what you want?" Charles was like a shark smelling a blood, and he kept spraying salt at his wounds.
This old didn't look like he was about to enter the coffin.
If it was not him who came today, but the impetuous little Charles, Li Zitao promised that he would be swallowed with no bones left.
In fact, under the influence of his status today, few people have been so calm, and even took the initiative to attack him.
At the moment of seeing him, the external pressure from identity, status, legendary experience, etc., already overwhelmed them.