Chapter 6: Wind Rises in Los Angeles

"You're still going to Los Angeles?"

Plymouth, Massachusetts.

At the gate of the Blackburn family's manor.

Seeing his son about to get on the bus, Joseph Blackburn frowned and spoke.

Milo shrugged and answered his father, "Grandfather has already promised me that it won't help the family if I stay here."

Joseph thought to himself, if my father hadn’t nodded, I would never have let you go to California!

He had already lost a son and couldn't lose another one.

Especially since Paladin had no offspring and the guy in front of him was not married yet! But since Old John had spoken, Joseph did not dare to go against his father's decision.

Hearing this, Joseph had no choice but to turn around.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Robin stepped forward, looking somewhat depressed, "Paladin just left me, and you're leaving again..."

"Mother!"

Milo quickly coaxed the old man, "I promise to take good care of myself and have a physical checkup every month. I will never let Paladin's situation happen to me, okay?"

Of course Robin knew that when children grow up, they will always have to do their own things.

She only blamed herself for not having more children when she was young, and now there is no one to accompany her.

"I understand, I understand... Fortunately, Hailey is with me."

Robin took the hand of her eldest daughter-in-law next to her.

Milo took the opportunity to glance at his sister-in-law.

After a few days, Haley's face became much rosier and she was no longer immersed in the grief of losing her husband.

She had no makeup on her face and her skin was naturally fair.

Standing there, with her back straight and chest raised, she looks graceful and elegant.

From an adult's perspective, Haley, who is less than 30 years old, is at the most charming age for an Anglo-Saxon woman.

"Good luck and take care of yourself."

Haley then reminded her brother-in-law: "Come back more often to see Robin."

Milo nodded to her, then hugged and said goodbye to each of his family members.

When I held Haley in my arms, I felt her graceful body.

He suddenly whispered, "Haley, I will miss you..."

While she was surprised, Milo let her go.

He smiled and said to all family members: "I will miss you all! That's it, goodbye, my dear family!"

Turning around, Milo got into the car without hesitation.

It was a Laser 2-door sports car manufactured locally in Plymouth, by the Plymouth Motors brand of Chrysler Corporation.

Haley remembered that six years ago, Milo drove this car and hit her husband's strongest opponent in the party.

That was a member of the Black Donkey Party, a great orator.

Then I thought of the hug and words he had just given me, and how he looked so similar to my late husband.

But with a more heroic and cheerful appearance.

Looking at the convoy going away, Haley fell silent.

…

…

After several hours of flight, the plane from Boston landed at Los Angeles Airport.

He wore a pair of sunglasses on his face, a white T-shirt, a pair of faded and worn jeans, and a pair of trefoil sneakers on his feet.

With his tall and strong body and handsome face, he exudes an aura of confidence that often attracts the attention of the women around him.

Wendy Aris, who arrived in Los Angeles a few days earlier than Milo, saw Milo and his bodyguards from a distance.

The fat man felt that Milo at this moment was like a luminous body, making people unconsciously look at him.

Sure enough, someone was taking pictures of him with a camera. After all, this is Los Angeles.

Maybe they thought he was some Hollywood star.

"Hi, Wendy." Milo walked quickly to Wendy and gave him a hug.

Wendy felt Milo's enthusiasm and opened her arms, "Boss, welcome back to Los Angeles."

The fat man used the word "return to" instead of "come to".

After all, Plymouth is Milo's hometown.

But after knocking the black speaker away, Milo ran to California.

He has been here for almost six years, so it's no problem for Wendy to come back.

"Haha, thank you for your hard work these days." Milo responded to the fat man's hug.

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After Paladin's funeral, Milo was not in a hurry to leave.

But at Milo's request, Wendy returned to Los Angeles early to prepare.

Hearing this, Wendy smiled bitterly, "It's really hard. You gave me too little time!"

After complaining, the fat man boasted again, "But fortunately, I still met your requirements and formed a temporary acquisition team!"

He introduced several people around him to Milo.

"Nelson, the representative of Bank of America, will provide us with loans and solve financial problems."

"Corson, an old acquaintance. When we were negotiating with Miramax, he was the actuary and accountant, and the financial advisor for this acquisition."

"Georgia, we worked together last time. He's an excellent market researcher..."

“…”

"And I..." The guy finally introduced himself.

"I am honored to be the project manager and legal advisor for this acquisition!"

“Haha~”

Milo hit the fat man. The two had a very good relationship. "I believe you. Anyway, you just need to buy the shares of this company for me. I don't ask for all of it, but at least half!"

Hearing Milo's words, Wendy shrugged her shoulders and said confidently:

"If that's the case, then there's no problem."

"Let's go, let's go eat first. I'm starving!" Milo called everyone.

Located at 176 North Canon Boulevard in Beverly Hills, there is a very famous restaurant called Spago Beverly Hills, which is a two-Michelin-star restaurant.

While ordering food, Milo listened carefully to Wendy and others' detailed introduction to the target company.

After ordering a few of their favorite signature dishes, such as salmon pizza and tuna caviar cones.

He handed the menu to the others and said with a smile: "So in the end, Sequoia is willing to give me half of the shares, or is it because my last name is Blackburn?"

"Yes." Wendy let others order first. He said, "Including Netscape, which you are very optimistic about, there seem to be a lot of venture capitals here that are very optimistic about it. The same is true for the company you want to get involved in now. They are all very popular."

After that, Wendy heard Milo mumble something, but he didn't understand it.

The fat man didn't know that Milo just said Chinese - "Damn it, it's good to be a Tianlong person!"

Milo smiled and said to the fat man, "Then eat first and order the food! We'll go over after we finish eating."

It was Wendy's turn to order. He patted his fat belly happily and said, "Great! I've been hungry for a long time. I feel like I can swallow a cow right now. I want to eat everything on this!"

Milo rolled his eyes at him unhappily and said sarcastically, "You should go on a diet, otherwise you will get fatter."

"Never mind. It would be better to kill me than not being able to enjoy delicious food!" Wendy didn't care about Milo's ridicule at all.

The other people couldn't help but chuckle when they saw the interaction between the two.

(End of this chapter)