America's Big Hero

However, Bell has a good tongue!

Yes, literally good.

A flexible tongue.

Eloquent meaning.

Don't get me wrong!

……

"What do you want me to do?" Bell and Sean sat opposite each other in the Starbucks coffee shop early in the morning.

"I don't understand the steel industry, and I need someone to help me build this steel plant from start to finish."

"The factory needs talents like you!"

"It's that simple." Sean gently stirred the coffee in the cup with a spoon.

"Why me!" Bell was a little mad, what a disaster!

"If I say you can do it, you can do it, if you can't do it, you can do it. If I say you can't, you can do it, and you can do it." Sean's mouth curled up in a cold arc, "Understood!"

The tone was flat, as if describing a fait accompli, and this flat dominance made it impossible to refute.

"I have a non-compete agreement. Even if I resign, I can no longer do this job." Bell said helplessly.

"Bullshit non-competition agreement. Tomorrow you will be the deputy general manager of Xiao En Environmental Protection. What you do is environmental protection work. It has something to do with the steel industry. Just hang a puppet on the steel company. Let the non-compete agreement go to hell." Sean has plenty of ways to escape the law.

This is talent.

Bell was speechless.

"Look at that beauty over there, what do you think she is?" Sean pointed to a woman sitting next to him and said.

"She..." Bell didn't understand what Sean meant, and tentatively replied, "A woman."

"No, I said she was a bitch." Sean said blankly.

Bell:? ? ?

Xiao En made a signal, and the people around him immediately walked over and said something to the woman, and the woman got up and walked over.

"He said you are a woman, I said you are a bitch, which of us is right?" Sean smiled and looked at the beauty in front of him, and pushed Franklin with a stack of green Franklin in front of the woman.

"You, you are insulting me!" The woman blew up on the spot when she heard that!

"U.S. Dao Le never insults anyone!" Sean tapped his fingers lightly on a wad of US dollars, and the woman looked over uncontrollably.

There were ten cards in that stack, and the 1000US knife music made the woman's voice quiet down.

Sean picked up the wallet again, counted out ten of them one by one, and pushed them over.

"The monthly salary of ordinary people in the United States is around 900 US dollars, and they work 8 hours a day, and their hourly wages are less than 5 US dollars. Here, it is 2000 US dollars."

"I don't know what kind of work you do, but I know that many people, many rich people, have some special hobbies."

"You look beautiful, this is your innate capital."

"If you're willing to put a chain around your neck, give the other end to someone in need, and be led down the street like a dog, your hourly wages can range from 5 The U.S. dollar breaks through to 500, maybe more, maybe 1000.”

"100 times, or 200 times, or higher!"

"One day, you can earn other people's salary for a year, tens of thousands of dollars, and after one year, you will become a millionaire."

"You can take 100 million and change places to enjoy the life a rich man should have at any time."

"The world is big, you are small, no one will remember that much."

"I think it's easier than being a bitch and making money."

"It's just a job, a job to satisfy some people's special cravings."

"What do you think?" Sean's tone was still so flat, narrating the reality of this world in a flat manner.

Without Sean saying a word, the beautiful woman in front of her swallowed her saliva, her heart beating fast, but after Sean finished speaking, the beautiful woman snatched the 2000 dollars on the table and stuffed them into her trouser pocket.

Then lay on the ground, pouted his butt high, crawled around twice, yelled 'Wow', 'Wow' twice, raised his head, stuck out his tongue, 'ha', 'ha', 'ha'...

Xiao En smiled and applauded lightly, "Look, you are very talented, and you have done it perfectly, don't you?"

"So, bye!"

The woman got up from the ground, grabbed her bulging trouser pocket with one hand, showed a big smile to Sean, then turned and left the coffee shop quickly.

Bell stared blankly at the woman disappearing through the door, then turned his head to look at Sean, the expression on his face was extremely complicated for a moment, he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in, "You, what a devil."

"Ha, then do you think she will do as I said?" Sean smiled noncommittally.

"I..." Bell wanted to say no, but he understood that the woman was tempted.

"She gets money, she is very happy, the person who spends money satisfies her hobbies, and is also very happy, the IRS has received a new tax, and is also very happy, a woman has money, and will spend a lot of money, Merchants are happy too."

"Everyone is happy, so why not?" Sean spread his hands and said with a smile: "Maybe, she will meet her colleagues on the street in the future, and they will bark at each other."

As he said that, Sean laughed, "Here comes another business grabber."

"Look, there is nothing in this world that cannot be changed." Sean brought the topic back, looked at Bell and said, "You have the opportunity to control yourself, isn't that good?"

"And, with me standing behind you, as long as you don't break the law, you don't have to be afraid of anything!"

"Huh!" Bell let out a heavy breath, "Can I refuse?"

"Of course not."

Bell raised his hand and rubbed his face hard. The expression on his face changed from anger and helplessness to seriousness and concentration. He immediately adjusted his state, "So, what does the boss need me to do?"

"I like the look of your profession." Sean laughed.

"Fix the issue of the patent contract first. There is no patent royalty, and you can buy out the right to use all relevant patents. You have the authority to sign the contract."

"Yes." Bell nodded, "The trust committee is a shareholder and does not participate in actual operation and management. As the vice president, I have the power to sign the contract, which has legal effect."

"However, I have to remind you, boss, this patent price cannot be free. If it is too low, it may be invalidated."

"I'm not short of money, and I won't play tricks that don't make it to the table. I just won't accept that kind of long-term exploitation." Sean said with a big wave of his hand.

That kind of contract is tantamount to giving the lifeblood to someone else. When the time comes, the other party may use the method of raising the usage fee or breaking the contract to completely stop the company.

Companies with too many rabbits in the previous life were cheated too much, and they all became white workers.

"There are still many means to prevent, such as delaying equipment delivery, later training, maintenance, spare parts, etc." Bell is an insider and knows these means like the back of his hand.

"Don't worry about equipment issues, as long as the contract is legal and compliant!" Sean smiled coldly, his white teeth gleaming coldly, "No one dares to take my money and do nothing, and I won't take any legal channels with him!"

Only then did Bell realize that this was not a serious businessman.

Well, there's no sense of ownership here, no one puts themselves in danger for company contracts or other people's affairs.

"Besides, the reason I hired you here is not just for yourself." Sean smiled and looked at Bell, "I need you to take away a mature management team and a complete technical team from here, I don't need any post-training , maintenance, I want to get my steel plant back on track immediately."

"time is money!"

"Tell me directly if you have any difficulties, and I will give you all the support you need!"

"From money, to other..."

"clear?"

"I understand!" Bell's eyes lit up, and his spirit changed instantly.

The waist straightened for three points.

Damn, why do I feel like I'm the big villain!

but……

It feels so fucking good!

After walking out of the coffee shop, Bell stood beside the road with open arms, looked up at the sky, and opened his mouth wide, "Ahhhhh!"

So what if he's a vice president?

There are two mother-in-laws on the top, and the people below have their own factions. The company is like a cave full of spider webs. Walking in it, you are tied up everywhere, unable to break free, and constantly pulling, which is actually quite annoying.

Now that he has made up his mind to accept Sean's invitation, he feels relaxed, and his whole body relaxes.

There is no one pointing fingers in his head anymore, and there is no need to think about what is there or what is not, and no need to look at anyone's face.

Of course, there is no mother-in-law on the head, but there is an extra father.

But Dad said, "I don't know how to operate or manage, but I, Xiao En, take the word "righteousness" as a person, and I will never treat those who do things well. As long as you don't want to betray me, you don't need anything Afraid!"

After Bell was settled, Sean stepped aside directly. As for the patent and equipment purchase contract, after Bell was settled, it would naturally be signed in the name of Sean Steel Company.

Now Sean is going back to New York!

……

No matter what idea that bad old man David had, it was not a lie that Fidelity Trust had intentionally slapped him off.

Sean has always appeared in a tough form, and it is impossible for him to back down on this matter.

Although this will follow David's wishes.

However, when Sean thinks about problems, he always starts from the 'self'.

"Don't think about what I'm doing. Is it good or bad for others?" In the car, Sean tapped his thigh with his fingers, talking about his philosophy of life, "Before that, think about it first." For yourself, think about how one thing is good for you, and then take your fucking time to take care of others."

"I can't just because something is good for someone I don't like, then I won't do it. The center should be myself, not others."

"You are hurting others and not benefiting yourself!"

"The boss is right!" Torrey nodded in agreement while driving.

The car was driving in the direction of Fidelity Trust, and Sean came to smash the scene today.

Saul was sitting next to Sean, and he didn't quite understand his actions today, so Sean naturally wanted to analyze it clearly for him.

Most of the time, most people will subconsciously do things that are 'harmful to others' because of 'emotional' factors.

"Fidelity is not easy to mess with!" Saul still wanted to persuade Sean.

Fidelity was first established in Boston in 1946 by Edward C. Johnson II. Fidelity United Trust was only a subsidiary of Fidelity and was later acquired by Wachovia Bank.

In later generations, Fidelity also spun off a Fidelity Investment Group and became the world's largest fund company, managing more than US$1 trillion in assets.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Fidelity United Trust today.

However, Fidelity United Trust also currently manages more than $28 billion in assets for its settlors.

Whether it is size or influence, it is several grades beyond the current Sean.

It's no wonder that Saul was very worried about Sean's finding fault today.

"The shopping mall is like a battlefield. If I take a step back from Fidelity today, then tomorrow, other companies of the same size will shit on me."

"So, I don't care about the game between Trust and old David, whoever dares to drag me into the battlefield, I will make him look good!" Sean said viciously.

Not long after, the car parked securely at the downstairs of the International Building in the east of Rockefeller Center.

The extended Lincoln's door opened, and the bald Lear stepped into the car, "Boss."

"Well, have you remembered everything I taught you?" Sean smiled and reached out to pat Lille's thigh.

"Hey, boss, don't worry, I'll remember everything." Lear raised his hand and stroked his big bald head and said.

"Well, that's good, I'll see your performance in a while."

"Do not worry!"

"Your mental illness confirmation letter has been issued, let go of your hands and feet!"

Lear laughed out loud.

Outside the car, six big men in black suits and white shirts stood in a hexagonal shape, facing outward, and looked at everything around them vigilantly.

The Lincoln car door opened, and four big men in black suits with black suitcases in their hands firmly protected Sean in the middle.

The black suitcase was the portable explosion-proof device designed by Sean.

At the critical moment, the entire black suitcase will be ejected automatically with a light touch of the hand, turning into a bulletproof curtain with a width of one meter and a length of two meters.

This thing has applied for an international patent.

The president's travels are not like this.

Just two words, afraid of death,