Rebirth of the Wealthy American

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For adolescent girls, Li Mu is not really angry.

Li Mu's dissatisfaction was that Gloria wanted to leave him to do something, which made Li Mu feel uncontrollable.

Uh-huh, it ’s really insecure.

Both Li Mu and Gloria are both.

Negotiations failed, and Gloria began a hunger strike that night.

In order to greet her two children and Li Mu, Yan's mother made a very rich dinner, with both traditional oriental dishes and Gloria and Sandy's favorite-Italian-style patties.

Sandy came downstairs and sat down beside Li Mu, dejected: "She refused to come down and said she didn't want to eat."

Sandy can't understand why Li Mu and Gloria are awkward. In Sandy's thinking, as long as they live under the same roof, they are a family.

Of course, the "everyday" between Sandy and Gloria is not included. Sandy thinks that's not awkward, it's just how their sisters get along.

"We have dinner, regardless of her." Li Mu relented, it didn't matter if he was hungry for two meals anyway.

"Rem—" Sandy looked at Li Mu Chu Chu poorly, the pleading in his eyes was obvious.

"Or else, I'll go and see?" Chu Xue carefully.

"Really!" Li Mu reluctantly pulled off the napkin from the neckline and was still on the table, angrily upstairs.

This time Li Mu remembered knocking on the door, but without waiting for Gloria to respond, Li Mu pushed in.

"I told you I didn't want to eat--" Gloria lay on the bed, or afternoon clothes, with no intention of getting up.

"Are you threatening me with a hunger strike?" Li Mu resisted his dissatisfaction and tried to make his tone softer.

"Damn, you don't knock on the door!" Gloria got up resentfully, her hair spreading like a lunatic.

"I said I knocked, but you didn't hear it." Li Mu was right this time.

"So what do you want to say? I don't even have the freedom to eat or eat?" Gloria grumbled.

"Do you also know that this is not right? Let everyone wait for you, and make everyone unhappy for your emotions, is this what you want to do?" Li Mu accused, not giving Gloria Opportunity for sophistry.

"I don't want to hurt anyone. I just want to be quiet. Please leave my room now." Gloria was expressionless.

"Very good—" Li Mu didn't talk nonsense.

Back at the table, Li Mu didn't procrastinate: "Eat—"

"Should you leave it out?" Yan mother thoughtfully.

"No, not at all." Li Mu resolutely resolved not to compromise.

The next day was the time agreed by Li Mu and Dylan Stevenson. Li Mu took a carriage to Springfield in the morning.

Springfield is an industrial center, so the economic crisis has not affected Springfield. Even if Springfield Arsenal has reached the point where it has to change hands, it is not because Springfield Arsenal has been poorly exposed, so the pedestrian faces on the road In the past, Li Mu did not see any meaning.

Li Mu ’s carriage was inlaid with the logo of the Springfield Police Department, so the road was unimpeded. Springfield is now the site of Li Mu. There is no need to hug before going out. Even so, Mason took ten Several gunmen, as well as a carriage, were equipped with two "storm" light machine guns.

Dylan Stevenson does not live in the Springfield Arsenal, but lives on Welsh Street, which is not far from Li Mu's mansion.

Although it was necessary to sell Springfield Arsenal for economic reasons, Dylan Stevenson still had a strong face, so this time Li Mu visited Dylan Stevenson.

Li Mu didn't feel much about it. This was in Springfield. There was no home or no home. The entire Springfield was the home of Li Mu.

Dylan Stevenson's home has a small area, which is much worse than Li Mu's mansion, and there are no gunmen at the entrance. Li Mu's carriage can directly come to the front of Dylan Stevenson's main house. .

Looking at the gunmen waiting around the carriage, Dylan Stevenson brushed a taunt of sarcasm, and the words were not so nice: "Don't worry so much, not so many people want to hurt you, most people in this world Be kind. "

Alas, what is said, aren't you afraid of a ghost calling if you don't do bad things?

"If this is your sincerity, then it is a pity that this should not be your age's perception." Li Mu was not polite, and said the words without losing face.

A lot of them are still so naive, and deserve to suffer heavy losses in the economic crisis.

Dylan Stevenson is over sixty years old this year. This is an old man who is about to die. His balding is very serious. The Mediterranean is not enough to describe. There is only a ring of white hair on the edge. His teeth are almost lost. When he spoke, his mouth full of golden teeth was very bad. In addition, Dylan Stevenson's body looked weak, and he needed to be supported by the people in order to stand firmly.

For such an elderly person, Li Mu had originally wanted to retain a respect, but since Dylan Stevenson was not bad, Li Mu did not have to be too modest.

There is another uneasy at home, Li Mu did not have the patience when facing Gloria Stevenson.

Uh, although Li Mu didn't have much patience when facing Gloria.

"I have to say, your mouth is as powerful as the legend, just like your style of behavior, so I look really old like this-" Dylan Stevenson shook his head and sighed, turned and walked indoors .

Holding Dylan Stevenson's arm is a middle-aged man. It is estimated that Dylan Stevenson's son or someone. When Dylan Stevenson spoke, Li Mu sharply noticed, Middle-aged people looked at Li Mu with hatred.

This surprised Li Mu. Li Mu was supposed to buy the shares in Dylan Stevenson's hands. This was to help Dylan Stevenson get out of trouble, but apparently the middle-aged man didn't think so.

"Age is not a problem. The problem is knowing what you are good at and what you are not good at, so do what is right for you, so you don't lose sight of it." Li Mu did not talk about age with Dylan Stevenson. Experience does not mean everything.

"You sound familiar with capital markets?" Dylan Stevenson was surprised.

"The company affiliated to the Junma Group is not only a Junma Weapons Company, but also many other companies. I don't know. It doesn't matter. I can find someone who can help me run the business." .

However, this is useless. The older generations are more conservative. They believe that everything must be under control. The human rights of the company are included. Sheep management like Li Mu cannot accept it.

"Then you have to be careful, not everyone is trustworthy." Dylan Stevenson is not upset, and limits his emotions to normal communication.

"Oh, my money isn't so easy to get, and it takes life to spend it." Li Mu is not worried.

Anyone familiar with Li Mu knows that Li Mu's money is not so easy to take, such as Henry. If Henry dares to betray Li Mu, then Li Mu will not hesitate to kill the killer. He doesn't even need Li Mu to do it himself. All he needs is a reward. There will be countless people willing to play for Li Mu.

"Hehe--" Dylan Stevenson did not continue, and asked Li Mu to sit in the living room.

It can't be seen that as the big boss of Springfield Arsenal, Dylan Stevenson is a frugal person on weekdays, which can be seen from the decoration of Dylan Stevenson's living room.

The decoration is really simple. There are no decorative paintings on the wall. Only two crossed double-barrelled shotguns are hung on the fireplace in the corner of the living room. I don't know what has to do with Chuntian Arsenal. The old sofa armrests are a bit off. Line, there is no carpet on the floor, the wooden texture on the coffee table is very clear, is the most common maple in North America, such furniture is suitable for ordinary people's living room, used in the living room of Dylan Stevenson Not decent enough.

This decoration style is also normal. In fact, only the inner heart is not strong enough, or only the talents with insufficient strength need something to fill the facade. Really powerful people don't care about them. For example, Rockefeller, even if Rockefeller goes out on a fast-moving shelf. No one would despise Rockefeller because of his carriage.

"About Springfield, what price do you come up with?" Dylan Stevenson didn't grind, he didn't drink a cup of tea, and opened the door.

"I heard you were asking Gogill for eight million dollars-" Li Mu tested Dylan Stevenson's tone.

"Oh, that's a Qing nationality. I heard that it was the descendant of a big noble, but it was a fat sheep. Missing such an opportunity would be punished." Dylan Stevenson is not stupid, the US government will never Allowing a Qing man to buy the largest arsenal in the United States, Dylan Stevenson offered an impossible price that could both reject Gogill and raise the price, which is the best of both worlds.

"Yes, I can assure you, that guy is extremely comfortable to slaughter." Li Mu smiled, remembering the benefits of the fat man again.

To be honest, if there were no fat people, Li Mu's business would never have developed so fast.

"So-what do you think of the price of six million dollars?" Dylan Stevenson has no sky-high asking price, which is a little higher than Zhang Leye's estimate.

"Not so good, you have to know, I don't want a spring field without a controlling stake, so I have to deal with those small shareholders, and in fact you know, as long as you give me time, the horse racing company will definitely exceed Spring field. So I think the price of three million is very reasonable. "Li Mu lowered the price, but left room for bargaining.

"Three million-are you crazy?" The middle-aged man interjected suddenly.

Li Mu smiled and didn't speak, he didn't even look at middle-aged people.

"Shut up!" Dylan Stevenson snapped sharply.

Sorry, it's rude to interject at this time.