Chapter 488: A group of elephants will not gather together for a hyena
Inside the Morgan Building.
Secretary White was the first to receive the news...that the consortium executives had been murdered.
When Secretary White first heard the news, he was shocked at first, and then full of doubts and confusion.
Because the Morgan Consortium is one of the largest business empires in the United States and is also a Jewish industry.
You know.
In the United States, Jews are the most special group. They are vindictive and cruel, and they will be ruthless in wiping out their enemies.
The most important thing is... although in normal times the Jews will carry out various schemes and small actions for business and dollars, trying to take over other people's industries.
It's like those jackals who are currently eyeing the Morgan Consortium are all thinking of taking advantage of this opportunity to make a big bite.
But if you encounter this kind of enemy, you will basically stand on the same front.
The murderer who killed the consortium executives this time is obviously the poker organization that is currently on the run.
Just by provoking the Morgan Consortium, they have been forced to this extent. If there are other top consortiums to assist, wouldn't they be further driven to a dead end?
Even if it means a fight to the death, this kind of measure should not be taken.
While Secretary White was thinking, he had already walked to the bedroom where old Morgan was resting temporarily, and knocked gently on the door.
"Knock-knock-knock—"
A crisp knock on the door sounded around the corridor.
Although old Morgan had specifically told me when I had a good rest before...if anything happened, I could just solve it by myself.
But now...the executives of the consortium have all been killed, which is obviously beyond White's scope of handling.
After a few seconds.
Just as Secretary White was about to knock on the door again, old Morgan's old voice was heard.
"Come in, White."
After getting the order.
Secretary White immediately pushed the door open and saw old Morgan sitting on the sofa in his pajamas. He then lowered his head and seemed to blame himself.
"I'm sorry, President."
"I shouldn't have knocked on your door at a time like this, but something special has happened and I don't have the ability to handle it yet."
Hearing this.
Old Morgan couldn't help but frowned and asked with some concern.
"Did something happen to Sheriff Su Ming?"
"No, it's not." Secretary White quickly denied the possibility and spoke in his usual emotionless manner.
"Just ten minutes ago."
"Director Taibo of our consortium was assassinated on his way to work."
"The bullet from the heavy sniper rifle hit his head accurately, killing him instantly without any chance of rescue."
As soon as these words came out.
Old Morgan frowned slightly, raised his head to the headboard, and continued to ask.
"Is it Taibo who is in charge of personnel of our consortium?"
Secretary White nodded and answered immediately.
"That's Director Taibo."
"So far, this matter has not spread within the group, and the rest of the executives have already arrived at the company and started their normal work."
"But we cannot rule out the possibility that other executives have also been targeted by poker organizations."
"In order to ensure the normal operation of the consortium and to avoid causing internal panic, President, do you think it is necessary to notify other consortiums?"
"If the Poker Organization dares to attack the senior officials of our Morgan Consortium today, tomorrow they will be able to..."
Although Secretary White didn't finish.
But old Morgan had already understood what he meant. As a secretary, White naturally had to find ways to minimize the impact when the consortium encountered problems.
However, it is still a little too young.
Old Morgan picked up the water glass on the bedside table, took a sip to moisten his dry lips, shook his head to deny White's idea, and spoke slowly.
"White."
"You are still too young and think too simply."
"Those old guys are friends of our consortium in a sense, but they are more of enemies in terms of business and commerce."
"The reason why they haven't taken any action yet is that they want to see how our Morgan Consortium will deal with the group of people who dared to kill Morgan Jr."
"If we seek their help just to avoid any trouble for the top management of the consortium, it will not be of any use at all and will only backfire."
Speaking of this.
Old Morgan paused for two seconds, a mocking expression appeared on his face, and he continued coldly.
"From the outside."
"Indeed, we, the Jewish financial groups in the United States, are very united, especially when facing the same enemy."
"But how could I not know... This is not unity at all, but the so-called lips and teeth are cold."
"We have almost faced extinction before, and we know that we must unite to avoid the tragedy that happened before."
"But now... has it really come to that?"
"In other words, White, do you really think...those old guys think this little poker organization can pose much of a threat?"
As soon as these words came out.
Secretary White was stunned for a moment, then he lowered his head more respectfully and apologized.
"I'm sorry, President."
“This is indeed a mistake I made.”
Old Morgan put the cup back on the bedside table, squinted his eyes and continued with a hint of coldness.
"We can ask them to help us."
"They will agree, but it's just a superficial effort."
"They understand the principle that if one loses the other, the other's teeth will be cold and the other's eggs will be broken. If we encounter a real crisis, we will definitely work together to find a solution."
"But this poker organization cannot do that. It can't even pose much of a threat or make them feel any crisis."
"Telling them about this now won't help them at all. Instead, they will just try to take a bite out of the Morgan Consortium."
"A group of elephants might come together to defend themselves against a pride of lions."
"But we will never... gather together to waste time and effort just to get a hyena that can be easily trampled to death, understand?"
"I have to admit that the founder of this poker organization is very smart."
"He planned to use this method to make me retreat, because he was sure...even if he killed a few executives of the Morgan Consortium, those old men would not attack him."
"He was using a silent threat... Either I accept his previous proposal or live in constant fear of this happening."
"As long as he doesn't attack people from other consortiums, his only opponent...is us."
After clearly judging the current situation.
Old Morgan sorted out his thoughts and then said without question.
"Give Taibo's family and children some compensation."
"Let them not have to worry about money for the rest of their lives. At the same time, let other executives not leave the Morgan Building for the time being and wait for this matter to be completely resolved."
Hear this.
Secretary White nodded quickly and then answered.
"Understood, President."
"I will now use the excuse of busy business to ask all executives to stay and work overtime."
After saying.
Secretary White immediately left the room and prepared to pass on old Morgan's order.
Looking at the door that was closed again.
Old Morgan rubbed his brows gently, picked up the private cell phone next to the pillow, and dialed Su Ming's number.
Allowing the consortium executives to stay in the building temporarily is only a temporary solution at the moment.
If we want to completely resolve this matter and make those jackals who are eyeing the Morgan Consortium give up the idea of taking a bite of meat, it still depends on Su Ming's progress in this regard.
After waiting for a few seconds, the call was picked up.
Old Morgan then spoke some serious words.
"Captain Su Ming, what is the current progress?"
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have rushed you so early, but just a dozen minutes ago, one of my consortium executives was assassinated by the poker organization."
"You know... if we want to solve this problem completely, we can't ask other consortiums to help. It will only make things worse."
"At present, I have asked all executives not to leave the company in the near future, but if they delay for a few more days, other troubles will probably ensue."
The words fell.
Su Ming's extremely confident response was transmitted to Old Morgan's ears through the mobile phone.
"Don't worry, President Morgan."
"Tonight, I will completely eliminate the poker organization's killer team and will not let this matter get any more complicated."
"All you need to do now is... don't let the consortium executives leave the Morgan Building before you get my affirmative response, so as to avoid other unnecessary casualties."
"And then, maybe by the end of the day, you won't have to worry about it anymore."
"That's it for now."
"Several special friends have arrived. I need to discuss with them the matter of eliminating the poker organization's killer team..."
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