Next to the church north of the Binhai Bund, there is an all-European manor, but there is a plaque of the Democratic Foundation hanging outside. This is the location of Morgan Consortium's office in Binhai and the place where Boya has always lived in Binhai.

At around six o'clock in the morning, when most people in the foundation were still waiting for the alarm clock to wake up in their dreams, Boya got up early and followed his personal fitness coach for about an hour of morning exercises. Then he rinsed it before he ate breakfast. All breakfasts were prepared by the nutritionist according to his work yesterday, today's schedule, and morning exercise needs, according to scientific proportions. It is the most suitable breakfast that Boya tailored for him.

At this time, his servant had prepared documents for him, which were the most detailed information about the world's financial markets, specifically from the United States.

Boya also needs to spend about an hour eating breakfast, reading and analyzing these financial data, and writing a copy of his experience and faxing it back.

This is the "homework" given to him by Old Morgan, and Old Morgan will also check it out in person.

As a wealthy family of this level, they know better the principle that diligence can make up for their shortcomings. They ask you to analyze financial data every day. Even if you are an idiot, after persisting for twenty years, your investment vision will never be worse than those on Wall Street.

As for the so-called happy education quality education advocated by the media, it is just a means for the elite to monopolize knowledge. Whoever believes is stupid! Let’s take a look at the aristocratic schools that the children of princes, nobles and wealthy businessmen from abroad are not heavy courses, and they are strictly managed in minutes. Only those community schools of the lower class can teachers let themselves go and ignore them.

Boya is the best variety produced under the rigorous elite education, because Boya's efforts are completely beyond others. When he was twelve, he developed a financial investment model alone and spoke several languages ​​common around the world. When he was 16, he led a fund company himself.

Boya has always regarded himself as the best successor of the Morgan Consortium. He has never slacked off and enriched himself every day, always allowing himself to grasp the most cutting-edge information and stand at the forefront of the world.

And after doing these things, he still did not leave his room, but took out his notebook.

When he opened the notebook, he was filled with various signs and words. He turned to the last page and took out another piece of information material to compare it. While doing records and calculations, he shook his head helplessly, obviously because of why things were very anxious.

Suddenly, Beya's door was opened and a tall figure walked in.

Bear was a little surprised to see him: "Hart, why are you here? Did Grandpa ask you to come?"

Boya couldn't help but be surprised. He knew very well that Hart was the housekeeper of his old Grandpa Morgan. He had been with his grandfather for most of his life. Although he was inseparable from each other, Hart could completely represent his grandfather's will when he went out.

So now that he suddenly appeared in front of him without warning, wouldn’t that mean that grandpa had arrangements?

But Hart did not answer any questions from Bear. He just told Bear that Old Morgan was going to talk to him, and then waved to many technicians to come in and set up the equipment, which was a satellite phone terminal, and also a monitor and camera.

Videophone, which is a concept product in the laboratory, due to the high cost and special technical technology and

Using licenses leads to the inability to mass production, so only some top politicians can use it. It is obvious that the Morgan family's financial resources are very easy.

In a short while, all the equipment will be installed and will be used after a little debugging by technicians.

When everything was ready, Hart waved the men out, and then he came to dial a number and handed the microphone to Bear.

With a few rustling sounds, the phone was quickly connected, and Old Morgan's face appeared on the display.

"grandfather."

Boya took the initiative to say hello to Old Morgan. Old Morgan looked at Boya a few times before saying, "I heard that your affairs on the coast are not going well."

"Yes, the situation here is very complicated, but I'm still trying to figure out a solution."

Boya was not surprised that his grandfather, who was far away in the United States, would know these things. Not to mention that Old Morgan has always been paying attention to his situation. Just talking about the losses caused by his failures in Binhai, the foundation manager would be very likely to go to complain to his grandfather.

After all, China's financial market is not open. Even families like Morgan will have to spend some troubles to import capital. They cannot be as easy as Indonesia and Thailand. If they lose so much money, the manager is afraid that they will have to strangle their hearts to death.

"But I heard that the Shen family has been demolished by that Zhou Ming. This kid is really amazing!"

Old Morgan sighed, and then he asked Bear again: "You said you are thinking of a solution, so have you thought of any good solution now?"

"I'm sorry, I haven't thought of any good idea yet, but I think we can increase some technical output to open a certain breakthrough." Boya honestly expressed his thoughts. He knew very well that it would be better not to play any tricks in front of his mature grandfather.

"So if I asked you back now, you would be very unwilling to accept it?" Old Morgan asked suddenly.

"Yes." Bear answered without hesitation.

On the monitor, Old Morgan shook his head regretfully, very dissatisfied with Bear's answer.

"It seems you have forgotten!" said Old Morgan. "When you were young, we went to the circus to watch elephants. At that time, you said that elephants are so strong that people will definitely not beat elephants, so I asked you a question, how should we deal with elephants?"

"I remember, my answer was to shoot him with a gun," Bear replied.

"There is another problem in doing this. It may be that you can't kill the elephant with one shot, but it will anger him and make him rush towards you even more angrily, so this is not a rational choice." Old Morgan patiently enlightened him.

Boya was silent. Old Morgan's words reminded him of himself. If he could compare the elephant to Zhou Ming's parents, then the action against Zhou Ming's parents was that shot. Not only did he not hit the elephant's vital point, but he also angered him. So now he has reached this point.

It took a while before Beya said, "So what should I do right?"

“Fence!”

This is the answer given by Old Morgan: "To deal with a crazy elephant, you need to prepare more fences, enclose him, and let him slowly conflict with these fences, so that we can ensure our own safety."

Boya frowned: "Very

Sorry, grandpa, I don’t understand you very much.”

"I mean...you go back to the United States first, and leave the matters on Binhai to Gru and the others." Old Morgan said.

Boya knew that the Gru, who was mentioned by old Morgan, was the head of the Democratic Foundation and the head of their Morgan family in the coastal area. Before he came, he had always been responsible for the matter here, including the connection with the Shen family.

Seeing Beya bowing his head and silent, Old Morgan said again: "My child, I do this not to make you admit defeat, but your ability should do more meaningful things and should not be wasted here."

"My child, I know you are very unwilling to give up, but some things do not necessarily have to be a result, just like can you compete with an elephant? Your surname is the proud Morgan. Thirty years ago, your birth made the whole of America shine with glory. Morgan's wisdom should also lead our ethnic group to a better future, rather than letting you squander it!"

Old Morgan moved Beya Xiaozhi with emotion: "As long as we raise more fences for Zhou Ming, he can do nothing, but on the contrary, you, my child, have more and more important things to do."

Old Morgan finally said: "The war is about to begin!"

Boya closed his eyes in pain, and it took a long time to slowly open it: "I understand, I'll go back now."

The conversation between the grandfather and grandson ended here. Boya gently hung up the phone, and the slightly loving face of the old Morgan on the display screen also disappeared. Hart also walked up: "My little master, your plane is already waiting at the airport."

But at this moment, Beya suddenly burst out. He picked up the video phone on the desktop and smashed it hard on Hart. Hart was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground. The expensive video phone also fell to the ground and broke into many pieces.

The servants and technicians outside heard the noise and wanted to come in and take a look, but Hart yelled out.

But Beya ignored this. He came to Hart and looked down at the grandpa's right-hand arm: "Old Hart, I know this is your idea, right?"

Hart rubbed his shoulders and muttered, "Young Master, don't use so much force in the future. Old Hart is old and he is easily injured."

"I'm asking you, was it you who asked my grandfather to force me back?" Beya repeated again.

Hart stopped, and he looked at Boya attentively. After a while, he suddenly smiled: "Young Master, you are the eagle of the Morgan family, and you are destined to soar in the sky. Is it because you lost a fight with a rooster in a chicken coop, so you have to give up spreading your wings and soaring into the sky? This is unwise!"

"So I didn't beat you to death," said Boya. "Then you go and talk to Shen Baishi, and then we go to the airport."

"Where is the eagle going to go? Do you need to explain to a native chicken?" Hart said.

"So let's bake this turkey tonight!" Boya walked out of the room as he said.

"It's a native chicken, not a turkey, and how can this native chicken be roasted and eaten..."

Hart followed Boya and muttered, but at the end of his speech, he suddenly was stunned, as if he had remembered something. He then looked up at Boya's back and smiled: "Young master is indeed an eagle destined to soar in the sky! I'm not wasting my fight."
Chapter completed!