Chapter 822 The Eight Pillars of North America, Their Words Become Law? A Cat That Speaks English?
The next morning, on the tenth floor of Brookfield Square.
The conference hall was packed with people. Anyone who could get a seat here had a net worth of no less than 1 billion US dollars, while the entrepreneurs sitting in the front row were all super-rich with a net worth of tens of billions of US dollars.
Chen Yansen remained calm, chatting and laughing among a group of Silicon Valley bigwigs.
As for last night's attack, the North American Anguo Association has kept it tightly under wraps, fearing that the news might get out.
However, staff from the China Foreign Affairs Association immediately dispatched a team to change Chen Yansen's hotel and strengthen security measures.
Upon learning of the incident, Li Qingsong immediately called the head of the North American Foreign Affairs Association, demanding an investigation into the identity of the attackers and an explanation.
He dared not imagine whether the research and development work of Orange, Tiangong, Xingyuan, and Yunkun Aerospace could continue if Chen Yansen were to have an accident.
In the past thirty years, only one such gem has emerged.
Therefore, after Li Qingsong issued a warning, Sun Huajun, the head of the Foreign Affairs Association, followed up with a protest and complaint.
However, both sides exercised extreme restraint in their communication.
After all, everyone knows that it's unlikely that the US is the mastermind behind this.
You can't exactly go to all that trouble to invite someone to your home to kill them, can you?
No normal person would do something so brainless.
In fact, Chen Yansen didn't take it to heart.
Because whoever did it is doomed!
Even if Jesus came, he couldn't keep them!
He may not care about attacks, but he cannot tolerate provocation.
Despite his calm demeanor, he had already given instructions to Moss to search for key information in the vast sea of internet data.
However, there has been no progress yet.
Meanwhile, the North American Anguo Association is also working hard to investigate and find the real culprit.
Otherwise, wouldn't we be putting this mess on our own heads?
As for the attackers who were arrested last night, they died on the way to the Anguo Association's interrogation room before they could even be transferred there.
This person had applied VX nerve agent to his palm beforehand, and had no intention of leaving the Waldorf Hotel alive.
A modern-day assassin!
But the death of a person does not mean the end of the trail. Who the person was, who their relatives were, who they had contact with, and how they came to North America can all be used as breakthroughs.
"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, but please believe me, the United States has always maintained the utmost respect and goodwill towards you."
A well-dressed middle-aged man said apologetically.
He is Penner, the current head of the Walton family, the third-generation chairman of Walmart, and the son-in-law of the second-generation chairman, Robert.
In North America, there are quite a few conglomerates that have built up enormous fortunes only to eventually hand over power to their sons-in-law.
Prioritize ability, and put profit first in everything else.
Of course, the Walton family still enjoys the largest share of Walmart's profits, while Penner is more like a professional manager.
The reason he said these words to Chen Yansen was mainly because the Walton family's strength ranks among the top ten in the United States, so they naturally participated in last night's discussion on how to win over Chen Yansen.
Now, without even a proper discussion, a poisoning incident has occurred, so he rushed from Washington to New York overnight to try and appease Chen Yansen.
“I believe it, otherwise I wouldn’t be standing here.”
Chen Yansen replied slowly and deliberately.
He is a very principled person; if he can find out, he will retaliate in a targeted manner.
Conversely, indiscriminate retaliation would be the end of it.
At this moment, if he wanted to, all 500-plus elites from Europe and America in the conference hall could suffer a stroke or sudden cardiac death.
Wherever you go, you die; it's as simple as harvesting wheat.
He is practically a walking Grim Reaper!
But if he did that, the North American Anguo Association would most likely notice his unusual behavior.
Therefore, it's unnecessary for Chen Yansen.
He's a brilliant mind, not a stubborn brute.
Upon hearing this, Penna breathed a sigh of relief, raised his glass, and said, "Cheers!"
A moment later, Bill Gates also came over, and the three of them whispered a few words to each other before walking straight into a private room with excellent privacy.
"Mr. Chen, let me introduce you. This is the CEO of the Koch Group, this is the Chairman of the Mars Group, and this is Adams..."
Peng Na stood in the middle, introducing Chen Yansen.
There were quite a few people in the room, and the titles they wore didn't seem to carry much weight.
But Chen Yansen knew all too well that the influence of these ten or so people was far more terrifying than that of the group at Restaurant No. 11 yesterday.
Some online speculate that a few families in North America control 99% of the world's wealth through banking, oil, media, and finance.
But this statement is incorrect!
North America does have its own "Eight Pillars of State" and old-established powerful families, but they control far less than 99% of the wealth; at most, it's only 80%.
Chen Yansen nodded slightly and greeted each of them one by one.
Some of these people can influence labor laws, some can influence agricultural policies, and some can lobby for improvements in global health policies.
On the surface, they seem to be of little use, but their energy far exceeds the imagination of ordinary people.
For example, if they want to suppress a competitor's thermal power plant, they only need to implement an energy structure adjustment plan to reduce or ban thermal power generation, which can bankrupt the competitor completely.
The real business battle is not about pouring hot water on a money tree, nor is it about using firearms; it's about the "superpower" of making your words come true.
After exchanging pleasantries, everyone took their seats.
Chen Yansen did not speak, but simply looked at the group of people, from left to right, they were representatives of the Kennedy, Ruthvelt, Rockefeller, Adams, Bush and other families.
Bill Gates, a super-rich man in the eyes of the outside world, was only qualified to stay in a corner in this private room.
"Mr. Chen is interested in the position of President?"
Jeb went straight to the point and asked.
"Can you amend the constitution?" Chen Yansen retorted.
The position of President is limited to native-born citizens of the United States. If Chen Yansen wants to take this position, the only way is to amend the constitution.
"No, that won't do." Jeb paused, looking slightly embarrassed.
The Bush family hasn't reached that level yet, and even if Rusvelt were resurrected, it would be impossible for them to accomplish it.
Major changes will result in bloodshed!
For Americans, once the basic regulations change, there is a possibility that a new immigrant president will emerge in the future.
Chen Yansen chuckled softly, leaned back, and stared intently at the other person.
The implication is that if you don't have the ability, what's the point of even talking about it!
“Mr. Chen, you can enter the cabinet first. If your children are capable, the next generation may very well ascend to the highest position.”
Jeb thought for a moment and then said.
His subtext was that the rules couldn't be broken, but in order to win over Chen Yansen, he still made a grand promise.
But his words actually contained a certain degree of sincerity.
Because everyone at this table plays like this.
Rusvelt were descendants of immigrants from Windmill Country, Adams were descendants of immigrants from England, and the other families were not much different.
They use various methods to pass on the wealth and power of the previous generation.
In essence, they were no different from the powerful clans of the Sui and Tang dynasties.
"It's been too long."
Chen Yansen shook his head.
All promises that can only be fulfilled in the future are nothing but empty promises and deception.
What will happen tomorrow is unpredictable, let alone thirty or fifty years from now.
Jeb frowned slightly, exchanged glances with the others beside him, and after receiving the signal, he could only activate Plan B. So he smiled and said, "I know that some things cannot be accomplished in a short time. I welcome Mr. Chen to live in North America for a while and experience some of the local culture and lifestyle."
To put it bluntly, since they couldn't win over Chen Yansen immediately, they wanted to take a roundabout approach and gradually win him over by offering him a small reward first.
Chen Yansen understood immediately, but didn't point it out.
Wasn't he here for this piece of candy?
No rejection, no responsibility, no disclosure!
Let's get the benefits first.
As for the future, we'll talk about it when the time comes.
Given the growth rate of Senlian Group, it's hard to say whether the other party will dare to ask him to fulfill the contract in less than ten years.
Once both sides compromised, the negotiations became much easier.
The eight leaders, headed by Bush, agreed to provide policy and financial support to the Senlian Group and made concessions on the proportion of employees.
In other words, Chen Yansen can process work visas for more of his own employees and increase their income, thereby increasing the availability of humanitarian aid.
Correspondingly, Senlian Group also plans to build factories in North America to provide local employment opportunities and improve the supply chain and ecosystem of the semiconductor and energy industries.
This is the general direction of the negotiations; the specific details will need to be added gradually.
Frankly speaking, it benefits both sides.
Jeb's idea was to first lure Chen Yansen over, and then he would eventually find an opportunity to take over the Senlian Group's businesses.
It would be even better if the other party were willing to move to North America.
It won't take fifty years; after three generations of assimilation, Chen Yansen's descendants can be diluted and made into genuine citizens of the beacon of the United States.
Chen Yansen, however, was not swayed by this approach at all.
It's important to understand that once economic and technological development is on the right track, it can create a developed country in just ten years.
Ten years later, with Abyssinia as his base and China as his backer, even if he takes everything and then denies everything, those old money families in North America will only be able to watch helplessly.
An hour later, the meeting ended pleasantly.
On the other side.
After a day and a night of investigation, the North American Anguo Association headquarters finally pinpointed North Korea as its target.
What's making them uneasy is that the person who attacked Chen Yansen yesterday was a redneck who has lived on the East Coast for three generations.
Based on the limited information on the other party's computer and mobile phone, this person actually regarded North Korea as an ideal country and was thus brainwashed into joining the intelligence organization.
Is there something wrong with our education system?
The president of the Anguo Association looked at his subordinates and said with a wry smile.
There are always some people in this world who don't know what's good for them.
The subordinate shrugged and said helplessly.
The reason North Korea attacked and killed Chen Yansen was simple: they wanted to divert the trouble eastward and disrupt the US's plan to win over the Senlian Group.
For the fat man, North America's ban and confiscation of his overseas assets worth hundreds of millions of US dollars meant that if he didn't retaliate, wouldn't people think he was easy to bully?
At this time, the North American Anguo Association was unaware that using someone else to do their dirty work was only the second step for the fat man. The first step had already begun long ago, with a steady stream of super-dollars being distributed in South America and Eastern Europe, quietly taking money out of the pocket of the United States.
That evening, Chen Yansen went to the White House again and met with the current leader in person.
The following morning, accompanied by Musk, Chen Yansen visited the Tesla factory and SpaceX's launch center.
As Chen Yansen walked, he took notes, his divine sense acting like a scanner, capturing all the necessary product designs and paper information.
In the afternoon, he went to Netflix headquarters and had dinner with the CEO of Marvel Studios.
The topics they discussed were nothing more than investment and cooperation.
However, after learning that the Yaoguang E1 would soon be available for sale in North America, the other party proposed to carry out advertising and co-branded collaborations. For example, users could pay extra to customize various limited-edition car films, such as Iron Man, Thor, Hulk, Venom, and Black Widow.
Chen Yansen did not refuse the offer to join forces to make money.
There's no harm in befriending Netflix and Hollywood, since Orange Interactive Entertainment eventually needs to expand beyond the Chinese market to double its revenue.
On his way back to the hotel, he called Fang Xiang and asked him to establish a branch in the United States as soon as possible, so as to transfer domestic IP to the European and American markets.
He then took the elevator into the room.
Wearing a catwoman cosplay outfit, Veronica was lying on the bed, licking her palm like a kitten.
"Meow--!"
Chen Yansen threw off his coat and strode over.
A cat that can speak English—I'll give it a try no matter what!
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Two days later, it was another ordinary Friday.
Chen Yansen returned with a full load, landing at Luzhou Xinqiao Airport.
As always, Lao Huang was waiting on the tarmac in a Hongqi L5.
Chen Yansen got into the car and subconsciously patted his kidneys, extremely satisfied with his trip to North America.
Just then, my phone rang in my pocket.
"I'm back," Li Qingsong's voice came through the microphone.
"Yes, everything went smoothly."
Chen Yansen waved his hand, signaling Lao Huang to drive, and then replied in a calm tone.
"I hope everything goes smoothly. Remember to come to Yanjing in September."
Li Qingsong opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he swallowed the words back.
To be honest, the excessive courtesy Chen Yansen received in North America this time has aroused some strange thoughts among those above him.
Sitting in the front row at the Northern Hemisphere Entrepreneur Summit, standing among super-rich figures like Bill Gates, Bezos, and Masters, attending the White House dinner, and communicating with the head of the North American Business Association about the international operations of the Senlian Group—all of these activities are somewhat sensitive.
But then he thought again, they had already filed the report and gone through the approval process, so everything was compliant and legal.
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Li. I will be there on time."
Chen Yansen emphasized his words, giving a hint.
Upon hearing this, Li Qingsong's expression softened slightly, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips, and he said a few more words before hanging up the phone.
Half an hour later, the car slowly drove into Yujing Villa.
(End of this chapter)
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