Fang Lang felt a thousand horses racing through his heart, and was filled with inexplicable anger. It was true that he encountered these inexplicable racists wherever he went.
Soon, sirens sounded outside, and two policemen rushed into the bar! They were stunned when they saw the situation inside.
A group of white people fell to the ground and groaned, and another group of people surrounded them.
As soon as the police saw the posture of this group of people, they knew they were not easy to deal with.
However, they could only bite the bullet and say:
"NYPD, everyone put your hands up."
Fang Lang didn't even look at the two policemen, and walked straight to the two men who first blocked his way.
When the police saw Fang Lang's action, they quickly pointed their guns at him and shouted:
"Hold still, New York police!"
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When the surrounding soldiers saw what happened, four of them stepped forward and blocked the police's guns with their bodies.
The soldiers behind them also took out their weapons and pointed them at the two policemen.
Instantly, cold sweat began to appear on the foreheads of the two policemen. It seemed that they had met someone they could not afford to offend today.
Looking at the cold eyes of these soldiers, the police knew that these people were tough guys.
He quickly raised his hand and said:
"Don't be nervous, we are the police. We received a report that a fight had occurred here, and we are here to deal with the situation!"
At this time, Fang Lang was squatting beside the man lying on the ground wailing, enjoying his wailing.
My foot accidentally stepped on the man's hand, and the man cried out in pain even louder.
He even cursed:
"Yellow monkey, you're finished! I must kill you! You're dead! Ah! ... Ah!"
Fang Lang smiled, looked back at the two policemen nonchalantly and said:
"Mr. Officer, I heard this man just threatened to kill me!"
After saying this, he turned to Wan Chongxin and said:
"Chongxin, call a lawyer to handle it! Tell them that I will sue them until they are both bankrupt of everything they own."
The police were relieved when they heard Fang Lang's words.
Just let a lawyer handle it, so that no one has to worry about it.
After all, in this situation, if things go wrong, the two of them might be shot to death.
Today’s police are not like those in later generations, who can call for a lot of support with just a walkie-talkie.
The two policemen were able to arrive here in time probably because this is a wealthy area in Manhattan and they happened to be patrolling nearby.
If you piss off these people, they will just shoot themselves and then turn around and leave, and you won't know where to find them.
"Okay, boss!"
When Wan Chongxin heard Fang Lang's instructions, he stood up and walked to the bar counter, picked up the phone and dialed.
Fang Lang looked at the pale faces of the two policemen and waved his hand.
"Okay, everyone put your weapons away! Don't make things difficult for the officer."
The soldiers put down their weapons at the same time.
The two policemen also breathed a sigh of relief and silently put away their weapons.
"Officer, I'm staying at the Marriott at Central Park, if you have any questions please come to the hotel and see me.
My lawyer will handle the matter here. I will go back and rest first. "
After saying that, he turned around and left without hesitation.
The Marines also began to retreat in an orderly manner.
Wan Chongxin stepped forward and handed the two policemen a business card and said:
"Officer, our lawyer will be here soon to handle the matter here. This is my business card. Please call me if you need our assistance."
Jackson also stepped forward and handed over his business card, which was of course his current business card at NBC TV, and said something.
"Call me tomorrow if you have anything!"
The young policeman looked at the backs of the people leaving and said to the middle-aged policeman:
"So they leave like this?"
The middle-aged policeman looked at the crowd in the bar and said helplessly:
"What else? Can you keep them? It's good enough that others can give you face and let a lawyer come forward."
"The yellow guy?"
The middle-aged policeman glared at the young policeman and said:
"If you want to die, don't implicate me. Didn't you notice the actions of those people just now? They are not bodyguards, but well-trained soldiers, you know?
Just look at the aura of the leading young man and you will know that these people are not characters we can afford to offend. Let's send the people here to the hospital first!"
I don’t know if it was because of the fight, but Fang Lang, who originally didn’t experience the bar atmosphere as he had imagined, felt very comfortable all over.
Fang Lang didn't expect Jackson and Wan Chongxin to rush up and fight with him. At this moment, he felt much more intimate looking at the two of them.
He patted them on the shoulders, hugged them with a smile, and without saying much, said goodbye to them and returned to the hotel.
Fang Lang slept particularly soundly that night.
At noon the next day, Wan Chongxin brought his lawyer to report the situation. Since Fang Lang was the first to take action, all the blame was placed on Fang Lang.
After all, there were no anti-racial discrimination laws at that time.
It was true that the other party provoked first, but it was Fang Lang who did it, so the responsibility fell on Fang Lang.
However, the United States is a capitalist society!
If you have money, you can have everything. In the end, after communication with the lawyer, the other party was compensated $10,000, and the matter was settled.
The one who suffered the most was the white man whose balls were ruptured.
"Have you figured out the other party's identity?"
Fang Lang said that he would make the other party lose everything, and he would definitely not go back on his word.
Ten thousand dollars is a piece of cake for Fang Lang, but this money is not so easy to get.
"The boss has figured it out. The person you asked us to investigate is Richfield. He is the owner of Richfield Oil Company."
Those who work in the oil industry are all big bosses! Now it was Fang Lang's turn to be a little confused.
If the other party is a big boss, how could he let this matter go so easily?
"He runs an oil company? He's a big boss. You can shut him up with 10,000 yuan!"
After hearing Fang Lang's words, Wan Chongxin and the lawyer said with some strange expressions:
"Boss, this so-called Richfield Oil Company is actually an oil exploration company, a small oil exploration company listed on the New York Stock Exchange.
It started with Richfield's father, who made his fortune after discovering an oil field in Texas. If he had continued to develop in Texas, there might not have been much.
As a result, old Mr. Richfield, listening to someone, abandoned the land he had purchased in the Midland Basin and moved to Alaska to start digging for oil.
Exploration had been carried out for more than ten years before the war, but there had been no results and the company's funds had been drained.
As a result, the exploration plan was forced to be shelved due to the outbreak of war.
After the war, old Mr. Richfield raised some money again, took his equipment and continued his exploration in Alaska.
But the place they were exploring was inside the Arctic Circle!
For some unknown reason, news came last month that old Mr. Richfield had died in a place called Prudhoe Bay.
Now, no oil has been discovered, and the company has invested its last bit of funds. Now Richfield is on the verge of bankruptcy.
The New York Stock Exchange issued a notice last week that the company is at risk of delisting and reminded investors to be aware of the risks.
Our Mr. Richfield was very unwilling to give in, so he flew all the way from Alaska to New York to try to make amends.
Unfortunately, it was rejected by the New York Stock Exchange, so I was in a very bad mood. This happened just last night.”
After hearing Wan Chongxin's words, Fang Lang fell into deep thought. The names Prudhoe Bay and Midland Basin sounded very familiar!
Soon he remembered a report he had read later, which seemed to mention these two place names as being among the top ten oil fields in the United States!
Could it be that these two oil fields have not been discovered yet?
"So what this means now is that no oil fields have been discovered in either of these two places, right?"
“Yes, the Richfield Company is now supported by the first oil well and is already running out of money.
Therefore, there is no development potential at all. This is also the reason why the New York Stock Exchange issued a delisting risk warning. "
Fang Lang said calmly:
"Oh! Who else is in this guy's family?"
"He's the only one left."
At this time Fang Lang had an idea in his mind and nodded to indicate that he understood.
It seems that Mr. Richfield is sitting on a mountain of gold!
So how should we get Jinshan to change his surname to Fang?
Fang Lang's first thought was to use himself and his shield spear to swallow up the company in the name of revenge.
Then invest in oil extraction yourself.
It seems that Brazil is a country that is seriously short of oil! Although there are oil fields, it seems that oil is mainly imported.
Thinking of this, Fang Lang did not hesitate and directly dialed Mr. Morgan's number.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Morgan. I'm Fang Lang!"
"Haha... Fang, how come you have time to call me? Are you asking about the stock swap? We may have to wait for this matter, because the board of directors has not reached a consensus yet!"
In fact, Morgan's board of directors has already agreed to the share swap between Universal Shipbuilding and Bell Labs.
It's just a negotiation! Whoever holds the initiative will get more, so the Morgan family wants to ask Fang Lang for help.
Let’s see if Fang Lang will contact them on his own initiative.
Unexpectedly, Fang Lang lost his patience so soon and took the initiative to contact Morgan, which made Morgan decide to leave the other party alone to facilitate bargaining later.
"Oh! I'm sorry, Mr. Morgan. The share swap is fine. If it works, it works. If it doesn't, forget it. I don't mind.
I want to ask you something this time, I don't know if it's convenient for you."
Whatever you succeed, succeed. If you fail, forget it. Shouldn’t you be proactive?
Why do you seem to be indifferent now?
Only then did Morgan remember that Fang Lang seemed to have said that he had no shortage of funds to develop a shipyard!
It seems that if it is delayed any further, not only will Global Shipbuilding fail to go public, but even the share swap will fall through.
"Oh! Tell me what's going on."
Fang Lang did not hide anything and recounted the whole story of the conflict between him and Richfield in the bar last night.
He also said that he paid $10,000 in compensation for this.
Compensation is a small matter, but face is a big matter. I must fulfill the harsh words I whispered in that bastard's ear last night.
"I did some research today. The other party is called Richfield. It seems there is a Richfield Oil Company, which was just notified by the New York Stock Exchange last week that it is at risk of delisting.
I want to manipulate you through your investment bank! Drain his company and swallow it up, and make him get out of the company left by his father.
I wonder if you could help me with this little favor?"
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