Yang Jing knew that as the reputation of KY Investment Fund grew, his name must have become a name on a list of major financial groups and even on the desks of federal high-level officials. However, Yang Jing was also very clear that even if the FBI and CIA joined forces, they probably wouldn't be able to find his roots. The most they could find out was that he was a citizen of the Cayman Islands. Everything else, let alone the United States Federation, even Mike Aller and the others didn't know.
So this makes me more mysterious, and they must want to figure out my origins.
A core figure of the DuPont family actually came here from hundreds of kilometers to invite him. Although this sincerity was great, Yang Jing was not prepared to accept this invitation.
Keeping things secret is a principle that Yang Jing always adheres to.
"Mr. Dupont, I'm sorry, I don't have any plans to go to Delaware for now. After I buy your family's estate, I will continue to go north to Canada to do some business, so I can only say sorry for your invitation."
Hearing Yang Jing's straightforward refusal, Robert Dupont showed a trace of regret on his face, "That's really a pity. Many people in our family want to meet you."
Yang Jing smiled and said, "There's no rush. We'll have time and opportunities to get to know each other better in the future. I'm just really sorry, I do have my own schedule planned."
Robert DuPont waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, and then said, "Mr. Smith, if you have time now, I would like to take you to visit this manor that will soon belong to you. In fact, although this manor is a bit far from Wilmington, I am still very familiar with it. When I was a child, I lived in this manor with my father for a period of time. Later, when I grew up, I would bring my family here for a short stay whenever I had time. Oh, by the way, Alfred is my grandfather."
No wonder, it turns out that this manor was built by the grandfather of the person in front of him.
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