Chapter 361： : They are the remnants of the old era, and the new era has not carried them...

What are you talking about, just let it go!

John's death made Tang Dao "lose" his rationality immediately, and he even went to war.

The news reached Jeremy immediately. Beverly's ears.

"Crazy! Crazy!" He roared in the office, and the gentleman's mask he had pretended to be was torn off immediately, without any scruples about his image, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.

The housekeepers and confidantes standing on both sides of the side all stood with their hands tied. The boss had been angry for half an hour after hearing the news, and finally he was getting old. When his blood pressure rose, his face flushed and he sat down exhausted. Going back to the sofa, he rubbed his temples with a headache.

Jeremy. Beverly felt aggrieved in his heart.

You don't play your cards according to the routine.

Can a conflict of interests between businessmen be called a declaration of war? It shouldn't be about finding a coffee shop, flattering each other, and reaching a deal in harmony. This is called "civilization."

And now, like a savage, he's going to say beat me up.

NMP ah!

It can also be said to be Jeremy. Beverly is afraid. The one who knows best is actually your opponent. He can also think that he has studied Nicholas thoroughly. The other party is a **** butcher who hides deeply. He is very particular about profit. Can't escape the investigation of interested people.

King of War!

Jingle Bell…

The phone on the table was very urgent, as if expressing the mood of the person opposite.

The butler trotted over, picked it up, put it to his ear, whispered softly, and looked back at Jeremy. Beverly said hesitantly, "Okay, please wait a moment." Pressing the receiver with his right hand, "Boss, Mr. Michel's call."

Jeremy. Beverly wanted to let the other party go, but the words came to his lips, but he still didn't say them.

Michelle is the director of the Miami Consortium. He is also a well-known navigator, industrialist, and most importantly, a flag-bearer among the older generation of the consortium. The former dare not stand up to him.

I had no choice but to walk over holding my nose, and took the phone with a respectful tone.

"Mr. Michelle."

"Good afternoon, Jeremy." The voice on the other side was calm and slow, allowing people to understand word by word, "I heard that you are in trouble?"

Jeremy. Beverly smiled, "No, no."

"I have already received a call from Mr. Jack Kennedy of the Boston consortium. He expressed his anger at what you did, and you are provoking them." Michelle's voice raised it up, and finally cursed, "What are you doing? What are you doing! Bastard, do you want us to fight them?"

Jeremy. Beverly hurriedly took the microphone away, for fear that his eardrums would be ruptured, and he felt very upset when he was scolded, "Please listen to my explanation, I did not take any action against the Boston consortium, I just targeted Asians and Among them - A consortium."

"The result now is that you messed up, I don't want to know what happened, I just want to know the result." Michelle's tone was slightly warning, "We just want to make money."

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Jeremy. Beverly's blood pressure suddenly became high again. The other party's warning seemed to be changing the stance towards him within the consortium. There was not much time left for him. If they couldn't see the benefit feedback, he would even being abandoned.

Capital appears more ruthless.

"Let the people of Somalia hurry up, I'll get what I want tomorrow, and buy me a plane ticket to Boston, idiot." Jeremy. Beverly vented his anger on the butler and the others. His sanity and image had been torn off and thrown on the ground, before he stomped viciously.

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And Michelle, who also hung up the phone, leaned on the sofa with her swollen body, and her breathing became short of breath when she moved a little.

The doctor said he had diabetes, kidney stones, three highs...

Anyway, after the test, all kinds of diseases came, and before the test, they were all in good health.

The richer people are, the more they care about how long they can live. Michelle doesn't want her own person to die, and the money hasn't been spent yet.

In the hall, besides him, there were three other people, all of whom looked very old, with crutches beside them.

These four people are the leaders of the older generation of the Miami Consortium, and they also opened up the threshold for membership, allowing the consortium's strength to grow rapidly. Similarly, they also tried to challenge the interests of the older generation of the consortium. They wanted to break through the shackles, The benefits are maximized, and then...they're stuck in Miami.

An ant may shake a tree, it's ridiculous!

"Jeremy Beverly is becoming more and more daring." One of the old men wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, rings on his hands, and even the most fashionable clothes on his body.

"Young people need a little courage. Isn't that what we did at the beginning? He just took the path we figured out and wanted to challenge the old rules, but the old order was protecting their wealth, and any behavior he did was against the old rules." We've said it before, and we agree." Another old man sitting opposite Michelle said, obviously he was partial to Jeremy. Beverly, of course the generals of his own faction must be protected, but they can’t be played by these shameless old bastards. He pondered for a while, and then said, “We just didn’t expect that the A consortium would fight with those old old party members. There is such a deep relationship."

This is heresy!

The Miami Consortium rose in the 5.6 era. According to time, they are newcomers who challenge the old king's order, and Tang Dao should also belong to their faction, but this person is willing to be a "dog leg", which is simply heresy!

Should have been put on the gallows in the Middle Ages.

Of course, medieval America wasn’t white supremacist either.

"We will continue to support him, this is my attitude." After the old man finished speaking, his eyes swept across the crowd and stayed on Michelle's face, "Jeremy Beverly is an obedient child, He will definitely go to negotiate, we can't let him suffer, I'm going to go with him."

Michelle and the others frowned, "Do you know what you're doing, Grace."

The old man named Grace shrugged, "Of course I know, I will not allow my children to be bullied. Isn't this one of the fundamental reasons why we formed the consortium?"

"But your actions will only worsen our relationship with the Boston consortium."

"They are the remnants of the old era, and there is no ship to carry them in the new era." Grace dropped these words, picked up his crutches, said nothing, and left with his bodyguards. Michelle and others didn't stop him, just watched him leave like this.

Wait for the door to close.

Michelle smiled and said, UU Reading "It's been decades, and Grace still has this temper. He lives more freely than us."

The old man in Gucci was very disdainful of this, and said quietly, "Hasn't he understood that temper is the most useless weapon in society, he is always used to impulsiveness, and in the end, doesn't he want us to pay for him?"

"Grace's only child died on the way to the challenge, and he was very dissatisfied with those people." The only old man who remained silent finally spoke, "What we have to think about now is, what attitude should we have?"

"Times have changed..."

Michel also nodded and sighed, "Let's wait and see. The most important thing is to maintain the fundamental interests of the consortium. I think Grace's face should allow them to put down their disputes, and our plan for -A will be cancelled."

"agree."

"agree!"

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