Duke was really scared, was these people talking about money or something else!

100 million US dollars.

How do they say 100 million US dollars in their mouths about the same as 1 US dollars?

Are you stupid?

Why do you still have to work so hard when you have $100 million?

How good would it be to run to a place where no one can find it? How good would it be to live a life of freedom and freedom?

"I'll go out for a little activity and smoke a cigarette." Duke suddenly spoke.

"Okay." Bradley nodded: "Don't go far."

Anyway, my father couldn't understand what they were talking about here.

Lei Huanxi and the others did not object.

The one who really has the final say here is Tim Bradley.

Duke walked out the door, took out a cigarette and lit it.

His hands were trembling when he lighted the cigarette.

100 million US dollars.

A total of 100 million US dollars.

Maybe I should remind Tim and tell him what is going to happen?

Let him run away with the 100 million US dollars and never show up again from now on?

Duke decided to do so.

As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, who would like to watch his children go to jail?

Take a look.

The FBI is not omnipotent either.

"Sir, borrow a fire."

A man in suit who could not tell whether he was a European or an American walked to Duke.

The upset Duke took out his lighter and gave it to him.

The man in the suit lit a cigarette: "Mr. Duke."

Duke was shocked.

How did he know his name?

"I'll introduce myself. I'm Agent Matt Mu, from the FBI." The man in the suit took a puff of cigarettes and squirted out a smoke and said slowly:

"It was Agent Charles who sent me here. Don't be nervous, I can't carry weapons in this country."

Another FBI?

Duke was scared again.

"I have no malice, but I'm here to convey Agent Charles' words." Agent Matthew smiled and said:

"Do you want your son to run away?"

"No, no, I don't, I don't."

"Maybe." Agent Matthew shrugged his shoulders and said, "But if you are really ready to do this, you can give it a try. Even here, there are people watching you. Yes, 24-hour surveillance. I'm not a human being. Tim can go anywhere. Maybe he's missing before he can get on the plane."

Missing?

Duke's heart tightened.

These FBI guys really do that.

"There is no holiday between you and you, and your son."

Agent Matt Mu said lightly:

"I don't want to do anything to you, so I want to ask you not to make things difficult for me. But if you really decide to do this, I can assure you, Mr. Duke Bradley, something terrible will happen!"

"I know, I know." Duke murmured: "I can't, I can't."

"Then I wish you a happy time, Mr. Duke Bradley." Agent Matthew pressed the cigarette in his hand and said goodbye to Duke politely.

The hand holding the cigarette was trembling all the time.

All Duke's fantasies were shattered.

There is no place to run, no place to run.

What I just thought was so naive.

Tim had nowhere to go.

The FBI is everywhere.

Where is the son?

My son still knows nothing.

At this moment, Tim Bradley, who knew nothing about the entire scam, was in a state of excitement.

The beautiful prospect has been portrayed in Mr. Ernep's mouth.

If this was said by someone else, Bradley might not believe it.

But this was said by Mr. Ouerpe, the president of Orte.

"The market size is expected to be between trillions of dollars." Mr. Ernep said without seemingly caring:

"It is impossible to eat up the entire market, but as long as we can occupy half, or even one-tenth of the market, the profits will be amazing."

Bradley's whole emotions were mobilized.

"Gentlemen, the emergence of a revolutionary new thing will inevitably eliminate the old order." Lei Huanxi also said with a little excitement:

"Mr. Rockefeller, the world's first billionaire, was keenly aware of this. In 1859, Pennsylvania dug the world's first oil well, and countless people rushed into the northwest crazily. Thousands of oil wells were dug out randomly, including the neighboring Cleveland.

Seeing this situation, Rockefeller judged that crude oil prices will definitely fall sharply, and the one that can really make money is refining, not drilling oil.

History has proved his idea. Within years, crude oil plummeted, and the refining speed was far less than that of drilling oil. Many drillers had to sell crude oil at a low price to avoid bankruptcy.

Now, the emergence of the composite oil project and the scene that year were so imagined. And we will definitely seize this opportunity to create a great era.”

Bradley's emotions were mobilized.

"Those who play Pioneer can't make money."

Rockefeller's famous quote came to his mind again.

Back then, oil had been discovered in Pennsylvania, USA, and thousands of people rushed to the oil production area.

For a time, Pennsylvania's land was full of derricks and crude oil production rose rapidly.

The calm Rockefeller did not act blindly. After field investigation, he decided not to invest in crude oil production first, because there are 72 oil wells there with a daily output of 1,165 barrels. However, oil demand is limited, the oil market will definitely fall.

The development of things was indeed not as expected by Rockefeller:

"Those who play Pioneer can't make money."

Due to crazy oil drilling, oil prices have fallen again and again, and each barrel of crude oil plummeted from the original $20 to only 10 cents. Those oil drilling pioneers have lost one by one.

And in the composite oil project, I am the "pioneer."

But the result is just as Rockefeller predicted:

Those who play Pioneer can't make money.

During that time, I really encountered walls everywhere and was not satisfied everywhere.

Instead, Lei Huanxi came from behind.

Of course, he must thank himself for getting to know Lei Huanxi.

He will make himself rich.

"Gentlemen, Ms. Guo."

Bradley's face was red:

"I will give 100 million US dollars in the shortest time. The future will definitely belong to us. Everyone here, the whole world will be crazy for us, and our every move will also affect the whole world. No one can stop us, even Mr. Hartman."

His ambitions have been infinitely expanded. He no longer cared about anything, including the Mr. Hartman, who had previously been almost omnipotent in his eyes.
Chapter completed!