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Chapter 187 Revenge vs Revenge

2033.\n

United States, Wall Street, Morgan Financial Group Headquarters.

An elongated black Rolls-Royce, led and followed by more than a dozen luxury cars, came to a stop under the headquarters building of the Morgan Consortium.

A tall bodyguard in a black suit and sunglasses filed out of a dozen luxury cars and put the area on alert in all directions.

Even veterans who have worked on Wall Street for many years have never seen this scene before.

But today, many people have seen it.

Combined with the news a few days ago that the plane headed by the head of the Morgan consortium was shot down while flying to Europe, the scene in front of them has made many people think about it and have some kind of speculation in their hearts.

Is the Morgan consortium awesome?

The Morgan Financial Group, known as the world's largest financial group, is naturally very powerful.

In a capitalist country like the United States, the power of the Morgan consortium is beyond the imagination of many people.

Now that the old helmsman of the Morgan Consortium has passed away, the first priority before the Morgan Consortium is naturally to elect a new helmsman.

Under the attention of many passers-by, the door of the extended Rolls-Royce opened.

A tall, blond man in a suit and leather shoes, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, about forty years old, got out of the car.

After getting off the car, he strode into the headquarters building of the Morgan Consortium, accompanied by several bodyguards and a female secretary.

The moment they saw this person appear, some passers-by watching the excitement on the roadside called out this person's name in a low voice, "Conley Morgan?"

Conley Morgan is well-known in the United States.

Because he is the eldest son of the original head of the Morgan Financial Group and the first in line of succession, he has been responsible for managing the business in the United States.

He is considered a representative figure among the top second generation rich people in the United States.

Conley Morgan has already entered the elevator in the building.

As the elevator slowly ascended, he calmly pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, with a slight smile on his lips.

As speculated by the outside world, the Morgan consortium has indeed been selecting a new helmsman recently.

And he, Conley Morgan, is the first in line to succeed the original helmsman and controls the business in the United States, so he has a good chance of winning.

He did not feel sad about his father's death.

Not only did he not feel sad, he was ecstatic the moment he received the news.

He originally thought that he would be like a miserable prince and be the heir for decades.

The sudden death of his father gave him, Conley Morgan, the opportunity to finally ascend to the top of the entire consortium. He was about to become rich all over the world, and he would be qualified to secretly intervene in the affairs of the United States and even the world.

And he is still young now. For wealthy people like them, being in their forties is the time when they are in the prime of life.

As the elevator reaches the top floor, with a soft "ding" sound, the elevator door slowly opens.

Conley Morgan quickly wiped away the smile at the corner of his mouth and replaced it with a sad expression.

In the huge hall on the top floor, there is a long conference table.

When Conley Morgan and others came out of the elevator, they saw that the conference table was already filled with high-level executives of the consortium in suits and ties.

The appearance of Conley Morgan attracted the attention of those people.

Immediately, one by one, those people stood up, faced Conley Morgan, and bowed their heads slightly in greeting.

Conley Morgan walked to the head seat of the conference table with a sad expression, opened his arms and signaled, "Please sit down! Everyone!"

After saying that, he sat down first.

The senior executives of the consortium also sat down one after another.

Only one white-haired old man who was nearby Conley Morgan was still standing. A pair of old eyes scanned the attendees and said in a deep voice: "As the old saying goes: a snake can't survive without a head. Old Morgan has left us and returned to the Lord."

Even if we are reluctant to give up, for tomorrow, we should cheer up and decide on a new leader. I think... This is our consensus, and this is why we are gathered here. I personally propose that Conley Morgan

To take over the position of leader, if you agree, please raise your hands!"

As the old man finished speaking, the participants raised their hands one after another.

There are no twists and turns.

As the first-in-line successor, Conley Morgan was already highly anticipated. In addition, all the domestic business in the United States was in his hands. Basically, all the attendees today have dealt with Conley Morgan and are no strangers to each other.

In the absence of a better successor, no one is willing to stand up as a minority and oppose it.

Conley Morgan watched everyone raise their right hands, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. Fortunately, he reacted in time and quickly suppressed the smile at the corners of his mouth.

He warned himself in his mind: Don't laugh! His father had just passed away a few days ago.

But he was already laughing in his heart.

Satisfied with ambition.

There is a kind of joy when a carp successfully jumps over the dragon's gate.

From today on, from this moment on, he will be one of the top players in the entire world. Even if he is the leader of a country, he must be respected.

Suppressing a smile and trying to maintain a sad expression on his face, Conley Morgan stood up and bowed slightly to the attendees.

"Thank you everyone! You made a wise choice. May the Lord bless us."

Europeans and Americans are not used to being modest, and they seem a bit crazy when they speak.

But when everyone is used to being immodest, Conley Morgan's statement seems very confident.

Looking at the smiles on everyone's faces and the various meanings in their eyes, Conley Morgan knew that he was only sitting in this position temporarily.

Before he can completely secure this position, it still needs to be seen how he performs next.

For this reason, he had already filed a complaint.

Is there any other performance that can win people's hearts more than avenging the previous leader?

With a slight cough, Conley Morgan straightened up, grimaced, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, our consortium is the number one consortium in the world. Our leader cannot die in vain. The murderer must be found! The murderer must be punished with blood.

Only by repaying can the shame of all of us be washed away, otherwise, all of us here will become a joke to the whole world, what do you think?"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, exchanging glances and nodding slightly from time to time.

After a while, someone raised their hands in agreement, and more and more people raised their hands in agreement.

It didn't take long for everyone to take a stand.

No one objected.

How to object?

Revenge for the former helmsman is a righteous one. If he opposes this issue, will he still be able to hold his position securely?

What's more, this is the first proposal made by the new leader Conley Morgan after he took office.

If you go against this new leader on this proposal, Conley Morgan will definitely hate him.

"Very good! I have sent people to investigate the truth. I believe the results will come back soon. Once the identity of the murderer is found out, it is time for us to show the world the consequences of offending our Morgan consortium!"



A few days later, in the afternoon.

In a manor that occupies a very large area.

Conley Morgan was drinking coffee with a group of subordinates and talking about work matters.

He had just ascended to the position of leader and was eager to show off his abilities.

He not only wanted to show his ability to take revenge, but also wanted to show his ability at work.

In the hall, Conley Morgan was chatting happily with everyone, and the old butler in a black tuxedo came.

The gray-haired old butler came to Conley Morgan, leaned into his ear, and reported softly: "Sir, the real culprit behind the attack on the old master has been investigated clearly. Do you want to know now?"

Conley Morgan turned to look at him. Seeing the old butler's serious expression, Conley Morgan frowned and asked in a low voice: "Who is it?"

The old butler glanced at the other people in the hall. At this time, other people also stopped talking and looked here with different eyes.

"Tell me! Who is it? There is no need to hide it, we are all our own people here!"

Conley Morgan is still too young to still want to win over people's hearts at this time.

He succeeded.

Everyone looked at him with a touch of respect.

Old housekeeper: "..."

After hesitating for a while, the old butler saw that Conley Morgan looked unhappy, so he sighed softly and whispered: "It's... Yu Chen!"

His voice was not loud, but everyone in the hall was waiting for his answer, so it was very quiet.

Because of this, I heard all three words he said.

Most people didn't react for a while, including Conley Morgan, who was a little confused and asked hesitantly: "Who?"

The old butler looked helpless and raised his voice slightly, "Sir! The person behind the scenes is... Mr. Yu Chen, the richest man in the world."

Now, everyone heard clearly.

Many people's mouths were slightly open and could not be closed.

Conley Morgan looked at the old butler blankly, and suddenly felt that the coffee in his hand was no longer fragrant.

"Yu. Chen? Chen Yu? How is that possible? Why did Chen Yu kill my father? My father has no enmity against him. Is he crazy?"

Conley Morgan couldn't accept it when he suddenly learned that his enemy was Chen Yu, the world's richest man.

Because if he wanted to avenge his father, he had already announced it in public on the day he became the leader of the consortium.

Everyone is now waiting to see how he will avenge his father!

At this time, tell him that his enemy is the richest man in the world?

Isn’t this cheating?

The Morgan consortium is a powerful consortium and is known as the world's number one consortium.

But that's compared to other consortiums.

And what about Chen Yu?

His personal net worth is the largest in the world, and will far exceed the personal net worth of the world's second richest man.

Is it so easy for such a rich man to take revenge?

If you are not careful, the entire consortium will suffer heavy losses!

Conley Morgan remembers that Chen Yu also has the title of "Asian Stock God", a being who can make all the changes in the stock market and be undefeated.

Does Conley Morgan really want to fight to the death with such a rich man?

The old housekeeper sighed again, looked at the others, and after a slight hesitation, said softly: "Sir, you don't know something. It's not that the old master has no enmity with Chen Yu. In fact, Chen Yu's wife passed away.

Chen Yu himself lost a leg because his old master and the heads of several other consortiums had it done after discussion."

"Is this? Is what you said true? Why?"

Conley Morgan was dumbfounded.

I can't believe there is such an inside story.

The old housekeeper looked at him with a complicated expression and said slowly, "Because of profit! Because of Chen Yu's Life Leap Pharmaceutical Company's series of new drug patents, and also because of the time-space mobile phone in Chen Yu's hand, which has overwhelmed the number of Apple mobile phones in our country.

I can't hold my head high because our major financial groups are often beaten and bloodied by Chen Yu in the stock market..."

Having said this, the old butler lowered his head slightly, "As far as I know, several major consortiums, including the heads of our consortium, feel that this cannot continue. Chen Yu must die! Those new drugs and mobile phone patents should be found in our hands by all means.

,So, the action of killing Chen Yu is inevitable, but...it's a pity that we only killed his wife. Although he also lost a leg, he is still alive. What's even more frightening is that he should have investigated clearly.

The truth, moreover, is taking revenge on us, sir! You must pay attention to safety when traveling in the future, and you must protect yourself."

Conley Morgan scratched his head and scratched his hair.

He felt very ridiculous now.

It was obvious that he had just ascended to the position of the leader of the consortium, and it was obvious that he was about to avenge his father, but why did it suddenly become like this?

I haven't taken revenge yet, so I have to pay attention to my own safety first?

Who is taking revenge?

This evening.

Conley Morgan sat alone in the study, looking at the computer in front of him in a daze.

He knew he had a big problem.

If he wants to avenge his father, he has already announced it in public.

If he still wants to secure his position as leader, he must implement this decision.

However, he was not confident that he could succeed.

Now he wants revenge, and so does Chen Yu.

As a result, Conley Morgan's personal safety became unsafe.

He realized that he could follow in his father's footsteps at any time and, like his father, return to the embrace of the Lord early.

"Dong dong"

Suddenly there was a knock on the wooden door of the study, "Can I come in? My dear?"

His wife's voice came from outside the door.

Conley Morgan came back to his senses, raised his hands and rubbed his face, and said in a loud voice: "Come in! Catherine."

The study door was pushed open, and Catherine, wearing a purple nightgown, came in with a fruit plate, a sweet smile on her face, "My dear, I have prepared some fruits for you. They are all very fresh. Can you try two pieces?"

She came to Conley Morgan with a gust of fragrance.

Conley Morgan forced a smile and said, "Thank you, Catherine."

Catherine placed the fruit plate on the desk in front of him and glanced at a small pile of cigar tails in the ashtray. A look of concern appeared in her eyes, "My dear, you have already become the boss of the consortium as you wished, why are you still so worried? You are

Didn't you encounter some difficulty? How about you tell me? Maybe I can ask my father to help you."

As the wife of Conley Morgan, her identity is not simple. Her father is the head of another large financial group on Wall Street.

Marriage has always been a common method used by these interest groups to maintain their strength.

Conley Morgan sighed.

He smiled bitterly and said: "Katherine, your father may not be willing to help me, because the opponents I encounter now are not ordinary people, but..."

At this point, he couldn't go on and looked a little depressed.

Catherine's curiosity was aroused.

Dang even sat on his lap, hugged his neck, and coaxed him like a child. He kissed his forehead first, and then asked gently: "My dear, why didn't you say anything? Who is your opponent this time?"

Does it bother you so much?"

Conley Morgan sighed again, "It's Chen Yu! The world's richest man, Chen Yu, was the one who conspired to kill my father. I said at the consortium meeting that I would avenge my father, but at that time I didn't know how to kill my father.

The person behind this is Chen Yu, Catherine, tell me! My enemy is so powerful, will your father be willing to help me?"

Catherine opened her eyes wide, surprised.

"Are you sure? Did you make a mistake?"

she asked in surprise.

Conley Morgan shook his head slightly, "There should be no mistake. The housekeeper told me that the death of Chen Yu's wife and the loss of his leg were all done by my father in conjunction with several other major consortiums. Chen Yu has every reason to take revenge on me.

Father."

Catherine was silent.

After a long silence, she said softly: "My dear, the enemy is very powerful, but this is no reason for you to be afraid, because you are also very powerful now. You are already the boss of the consortium, and you have a lot of people and resources at your disposal. Chen Yu

...Although he is the richest man in the world, he only has one life. If he is shot, he will die, if he is bombed, he will be shattered to pieces. If he eats poison by mistake, he will also go to see God.

Since you have already said in public at the consortium meeting that you want to avenge your father, you can't back down, otherwise, everyone will look down on you, and it will be difficult for you to control the entire consortium in the future, what do you think?"

Conley Morgan looked at his wife in his arms, stunned.

After a long time, he nodded slowly, "Yes! Catherine, you are really my angel! God must have sent you to help me. I already know what to do. You are right! The war between Chen Yu and me is not about wealth.

The competition is a life-and-death contest! I have every chance of winning."

Catherine touched his face with her right hand, a look of satisfaction on her face, and praised softly: "Conley, you are the best. I believe you can defeat Chen Yu. The yellow-skinned monkey has nothing to be afraid of. His ancestors were once

We have completely conquered him, and even if he has some money now, he will not be our opponent!"

Conley Morgan smiled and nodded again, "You are right! Those yellow-skinned monkeys have always been good at creating wealth, and we have always been good at grabbing their wealth! God will bless us too!"



Waiting for his wife Catherine to leave the study.

Conley Morgan called the old housekeeper.

"Sir! It's so late, do you have any other instructions?"

After the old housekeeper arrived, he couldn't help but yawned before asking.

Conley Morgan stood up and walked to the old housekeeper. He whispered with a very serious expression: "I have decided to avenge my father! This is my responsibility as a son. You can help me arrange the top killer to sneak into China.

You want to kill Chen Yu for me! Since my father and the others think he deserves to die, then he must die! There should not be a Chinese richest man in the world in this world! Do you have the confidence to help me kill him?"

The old butler's expression gradually became serious following Conley Morgan's instructions.

After listening to Conley Morgan's instructions, the old butler took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Sir, you are right. There really shouldn't be a Chinese richest man in the world in this world. Don't worry! I will definitely make the best decision.

Make proper arrangements and send him to see God!"

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