Mr. Hartman shaved himself early in the morning and sorted out his appearance.

Today, he will meet a very important guest.

"Mr. Hartman, the car is ready."

The housekeeper came over and said respectfully.

"OK."

Mr. Hartman left his residence.

What he is going to be at the beach.

There are already many people wearing suits and sunglasses there.

A fishing boat floated on the sea, and a white-haired old man was sitting on the boat.

"Mr. Consner, why do we always like to think that someone is going to assassinate ourselves and bring so many bodyguards when we travel?"

After getting on the boat, Mr. Hartman smiled and said, "Is this a paranoia of persecution?"

"I don't know, maybe this has formed a habit?" Consner shrugged: "For example, I have been following my bodyguards since I was a child. Once I have lost them, I will feel very uncomfortable."

The boat started.

Mr. Hartman was very skilled in fiddling with fishing gear: "I'm different. I like the feeling of being free and at ease. I'm not a big star, and not many people know me. No one wants to come and assassinate me."

Consner threw out the fishing line: "But if a bad person knows your identity, I promise that countless people will wait to kidnap you. Well, I think we are not here today to discuss the bodyguard issue. You are the former final ruling officer of the Diamond Alliance, and I am the executive committee member of I F O. I am very curious why you asked me for a date?"

This inconspicuous old man is actually the executive committee member of I F O!

"No one stipulates that Diamond Alliance and IFO people cannot meet, and you said just now, I am just the final ruling officer of the former Diamond Alliance. Now that I have stepped down, I have nothing to do with Diamond Alliance."

Mr. Hartman said with a smile:

"We met very early, and the relationship is relatively good. Have you forgotten that I have helped you a lot?"

Yes, yes, Mr. Hartman has indeed helped himself a lot.

It was several years ago. Consner's youngest son didn't like doing business, but devoted all his energy to international charity rescue.

Once, he and his companions went to a war-torn country to help the people there, but he was kidnapped by militants.

Consner immediately prepared to organize a mercenary to rescue his son, but it took a long time and was far away from the war-torn country, which would greatly delay time.

He wanted to pay the ransom to redeem his children, but the militants seemed to have water in their minds and rejected the suggestion made by the middleman.

That country in war is the Kingdom of Alai!

At that time, Mr. Hartmann also controlled the neighbor of the Alai Kingdom, Maurix Lani Free Country!

After learning about this, Mr. Hartman immediately used Mauric's military force to raid the militants' base.

In less than a day, Consner's youngest son was safely rescued.

When he was sent home by Ping An, Consner knew that he owed Mr. Hartman a favor.

It is really difficult to repay a favor of such a magnitude between them.

Fortunately, Mr. Hartman never asked him to repay this favor.

Even when he met several times, Mr. Hartman never mentioned this matter.

But today?

Today, Mr. Hartman suddenly mentioned this matter.

What should come will always come.

Consner knew that it was time for him to repay the favor: "Mr. Hartman, of course I remember, so, what do you need me to do now?"

He knew very well that a person of the magnitude of Mr. Hartmann would never come to him if he was not a particularly difficult thing.

So Consner did everything about the pig.

Mr. Hartman looked at the sea: "Don't you think I F O is at a time when some changes are needed?"

Consner was startled.

Yes, he was ready for Mr. Hartman to do difficult things.

But I absolutely did not expect that he actually mentioned this.

I F O It's time for some changes?

"Mr. Hartman, let me speak frankly." Consner calmed down his emotions and said, "Although I am very grateful to you, it is too difficult for you to do such a thing. Moreover, although you are no longer the final ruling officer of the Diamond League, this is an internal matter of I F O. I don't quite understand, what qualifications do you have to ask about it?"

"I certainly don't have the right to do it," said Mr. Hartman calmly. "But someone has the right to do it, and he's doing it. Consner, how old are you?"

“It’s 79.”

"That's almost 80." Mr. Hartman sighed: "I can't see that people who don't know you think you are only 60 years old. You have taken good care of it. Money is not omnipotent, but money can do many things that others can't do. But have you ever thought about what does it mean that an 80-year-old still controls huge power?"

"Yes, I am very old, but in my long life, I have mastered a lot of experience, which is enough to help me continue to grow and grow." Consner did not shy away from the issue of his age.

"Experience?" Mr. Hartman said with a faint smile: "Yes, experience is indeed a precious wealth in life. But as you get older, your decisiveness will naturally decline, which is determined by human physiological characteristics. Moreover, it will become very conservative. Sometimes a small change will make a certain organization better, but for safety reasons, you will still refuse, right?"

Consner acknowledged this.

He is unwilling to take more risks, and he is more willing to follow the current policy to do things.

He believes that all changes are absurd and unacceptable. I F O has been established for so many years, and all rules and regulations have become very perfect.

"The Diamond Alliance has changed, and this organization is slowly getting better under the command of a young man." Mr. Hartman continued to say:

"Why can't I F O change something? These two organizations are indeed competitors, but the world is also undergoing drastic changes. Why can't we join forces? In some things, joining forces is better than hostility."

Mr. Hartman is crazy, Mr. Hartman must be crazy.

He actually wants to join forces with the Diamond League and I F O? Is there any proposal that is even more crazy than this? No one has ever thought so in the long history.

Oh my God, Consner felt scared and incredible when he thought about it.
Chapter completed!