Originally, Han Chudong didn't want to travel far, and he just wanted to attend a meeting that he was not very interested in. But the person who called from Washington said that this kind of meeting would definitely be much less exciting without him.

The degree of flattery was just right. Han Chudong thought about it carefully and felt that it was right. He simply asked his mother to help take care of the children while he arranged a flight to New York.

Han Chudong's mother is still the principal of the private school that her son sent her to. It is no exaggeration to say that she has absolute control over the school. Apart from a few school directors whose combined shares hold less than 20% of the school's shares, the rest of the shares are all in Han Chudong's hands. She also invested some money in the school in the early years, attracting many smart but poor Asian students. Like other schools, the school pays attention to racial diversity.

Arranging activities and hiring good teachers are just part of the job. The amazing thing is that Han Chudong can help get the admission lists of many top universities, especially Harvard, Yale, Columbia, Princeton, Caltech, Stanford and other schools. As long as you get Han Chudong's letter of recommendation, you can almost choose any school. After all, he has also helped those schools solve the employment problems of many students, and he will make donations from time to time under various names.

The mutual benefit between the interests has made this old and famous school, renamed Mason Middle School, become one of the most famous private schools in California, attracting countless children of celebrities and politicians.

Han Chudong's mother does have her own management methods, which can be said to be ruthless enough.

Two years ago, she wrote a book titled "How to Raise the World's Richest Man". It seems that the publisher asked her to change the name to this, but it has become very popular among mothers. She has received hundreds of thousands of dollars in publishing fees alone. Some women's organizations have also invited her to give speeches. On weekdays, she is even busier than her son.

Han Yigun originally thought that his wife would definitely mislead the students, but he never thought that she would really improve the reputation of the school. He has been very free recently and has already quit his job in the SWAT team. He helps manage the golf club and goes fishing, playing cards, drinking and riding with friends. For this middle-aged man, it is a god's life. Every quarter, he also goes to the resorts built by Han Chudong around the world to play.

Having lived to this point, it is hard to find anything to be dissatisfied with. He even served as the vice president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce. He did not do much practical work, but just made some more friends. Last week, he accompanied Wang An from Wang An Computer Company to visit Southeast Asia.

For Han Chudong, with his mother being the principal, most of the problems in his children's education have been solved.

The children are not yet of school age, so Han Chudong has not discussed with Kyoko Mochizuki whether to send them to Eton College or to his own school. The little ones are usually hidden very well, and you can't even find a frontal photo of them after searching through the newspaper. Han Chudong hopes that his children will have the right to freely choose their own lives, rather than being "dragged down" by his wealth. After all, he is a father, and he has to consider everything in the long run.

They have two sons and one daughter. The eldest son is named Kevin, and his Chinese name is Han Fei. The youngest son is named Bernie in English and his Chinese name is Han Yang.

The Chinese name was chosen casually. The daughter's name is Han Lin and her English name is Claire. Han Chudong originally planned to let his old man come out again. His "Chudong" and his father's "Yuesong" are both more poetic, but the old man did not agree and let him do it himself.

Since he became a widower in his later years, the old man has gradually lost his spirit. Recently, he often follows the gardeners to mow the lawn and fiddle with the garden. He also visits Chinatown from time to time. It is true that he gets angry occasionally, but after all, it is a lifelong experience and it is hard to give up.

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With properties all over the world, Han Chudong naturally also has a house in New York.

After arriving in Manhattan, he felt that his villa, called Duke of Seamans Mansion, was too far from the venue, so he simply rented a presidential suite at the InterContinental Hotel.

There was no need to arrive early to socialize with anyone. After a short rest, I headed straight to the Chrysler Building, which is still under renovation and is expected to take another one or two years to complete.

It didn't cost much to buy it, but the cost of vacating the tenants and the subsequent renovation was not small. Because the elevator was being renovated, he couldn't go upstairs to the observation deck. He had seen the Chrysler Building on the day he decided to buy it, and today he just came to take a look and satisfy his vanity.

This old building, which was built more than 50 years ago, needs a lot of renovation. This time, all the windows will be replaced and the exterior walls will be cleaned up. The most important thing is to strengthen the foundation and the overall frame. Even Han Chudong himself is struggling with this, thinking that it would have been better to buy a new land and build a new building.

As a super-rich man, he more or less has some so-called high-rise complex. He bought this building for his own use. He currently has quite a few businesses in New York, and there will be even more in the future. With hotels and shopping malls, he can easily utilize this building, which is different from those real estate management companies that buy buildings and rent them out.

I watched an opera on Broadway that evening and rushed to the venue to register the next morning. Naturally, I became the focus of attention. After showing up, I looked at the meeting schedule. Some of them were skipped directly as I did not want to waste time. I also took the time to be interviewed by the New York Times, mainly discussing the impact of economic globalization on the United States in accordance with the agenda of the economic and trade conference.

As a vested interest, Han Chudong certainly would not say how many American blue-collar workers would lose their jobs. He deliberately skipped over this aspect and mainly said that it would reduce commodity prices, increase the competitiveness of American companies, earn back more dollars, and so on.

With the internationalization of his assets, in fact most of his assets are not in the United States. Some of them are American companies, but their registered places are thousands of miles away. However, reporters from the New York Times will not make things difficult for their own company's shareholders casually. That would be courting death, so the process was quite pleasant. Han Chudong felt that after he had put together enough for an article, he did not say any more.

That evening.

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He first attended a party with a group of senior civil servants. After leaving at around eight o'clock, he accompanied the Koch brothers, two local New York oil businessmen, on a yacht cruise on the Hudson River at night.

The girl pouring the wine was indeed pretty, a Latina with green eyes. However, Han Chudong didn't even dare to look at her, let alone make a move. God knew if she would be photographed, and then one day rumors would suddenly spread about her. He knew better than they themselves how prominent these two brothers would be in the future, and he didn't dare to treat them as ordinary businessmen.

The scenery was indeed nice, and the topic of conversation was quite impressive. The Koch brothers had set their sights on Saudi Aramco and wanted to build an oil refinery there. They wanted to use Han Chudong's connections to invest and make money together with him...