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Chapter 129 Big Trouble

The final exam of the semester is over, which means that it has been a year since Locke came to the university.

The news of the turbulent economic situation in Europe has even begun to be heard by ordinary people, and some people who think they are smart are hurriedly preparing to invest their funds there.

Not to mention the risks, the real predators have already completed their layout, quietly waiting for the development of the situation, and after things happen, they can taste the biggest piece of cake.

Soros also started from this battle, and the reputation of him and the Quantum Fund spread to the ears of ordinary people, but among the many predators, he was only one of the most ordinary members.

It's just the need to publicize the Quantum Fund, and the other behind-the-scenes bigwigs also need a person to take the blame. This time, the glory of the sniping against the British pound is all his own.

Since there are still two or three months left, and the year-long layout is about to bear fruit, Locke also needs to make some preparations in advance, mainly how to spend the money he earns and then avoid taxes reasonably.

"I set up a charitable fund and invested in an orphanage to adopt homeless children."

Locke said to MAX who was driving next to him: "I want to invite you to be the director of this orphanage."

"Me? Are you serious?" Max said. "I've never had a job like this. I don't have enough work experience to manage an orphanage."

"Listen to me, MAX, management requires enough experience, but in fact this matter is simpler than you think, and I will arrange someone to take charge of the financial aspect.

This drunk is called Gabriel Cordis, a businessman family on the Mexican side, the eldest son of the Cordis family, who controls [-]% of the flour market in central Mexico.

"Yes, the other party is from Mexico." Damon said in a deep voice, and then introduced the other party's identity.

Gabriel Weier didn't come to New York to supervise his subordinates and discuss business with some local New York dealers.

"Open his watch for my mother, how much did that damn guy drink, why didn't he go straight to hell..."

As soon as Locke was about to remind the driving MAX to be big, he felt a huge force. The Ferrari in front directly rear-ended the car of Locke and MAX.

Now Locke will go in and out without bodyguards, but in order to affect life, we young people will keep a certain distance. Now that we find out the situation, we immediately drove down.

"Is there anything, please notify the police and ambulance first, and let them deal with it later."

"Max is broken. I want to argue with such a drunkard. You go back first, and you will arrange someone to deal with it."

"Be careful MAX, there shouldn't be a drunk driving in front of you..."

Naturally, there was no arrangement around Gabrielle, but I came out for a drive quite suddenly. When the person in charge found me, he fought back and was sent to the hospital in a coma.

I was also very careless when I came to New York. I used a fake identity, and I didn’t show up when talking about business.

Hearing MAX's tone, Locke knew that you were not inclined to agree. He was calling to continue persuading, but he found a Ferrari driving crookedly in front of me, which made me frown.

Jiabuwai Zhongkang escaped from the hospital with the hostages in his hands, but Jiabuwai Zhongkang, who was still in a coma, had no such bad luck and was caught by the police.

"Damn it, what's going on!?" Because the danger belt was on, neither of them was safe, but MAX's advantage was too prominent, and the back of the chest was strangled.

Before the bodyguard could confirm the identity of the other party, he ran into the hands of Gabriel who rushed over. Because he rushed to the hospital in a hurry, the gun hanging on his waist was discovered by the bodyguard, and the two sides had a conflict.

Yesterday, I had just finished negotiating business in New York, and when I was celebrating with my hands, I drank less alcohol for a while and went out for a drive alone, and a rear-end collision occurred.

There are a lot of drunks driving in the United States, and even because there are fewer drunks, it is very common. Looking at the way the blue Ferrari swayed from side to side, the driver must have drunk too much.

There was no police stationed in the hospital, and the conflict quickly attracted the attention of the police. Before Gabrielle rescued the man, the hospital was not yet surrounded by the police.

The reason why he appeared there had nothing to do with Locke.

"Go to hell bitch." MAX kicked the car first, and then was pulled back under the car by Locke and left.

Locke thought that incident was just a big episode, but a few hours ago, he received a call from Damon: "Lock, the alcoholic who rear-ended his car yesterday is all right."

You just want to help one of these poor kids who is not responsible enough and someone you trust.

"Sir!" At that time, a car in front also heard it, and several bodyguards came over and said to Locke, "Is there anything wrong, sir."

"Thank you Locke, but you need to think about it." MAX was very moved by what Locke said, or you were already very reluctant to do such a job.

"Little trouble?" Locke frowned slightly: "Am I a relative of a billionaire, or the son of a politician?"

Locke's two bodyguards were killed and the other injured. The police checked Gabriel's identity and finally recognized each other. Then I was detained overnight at the New York Police Department.

Locke stopped MAX and persuaded him that there was really no point in staying here to argue with such an alcoholic.

That guy is usually big-hearted, ruthless, and ruthless in his dealings. As the leader of a businessman, he basically has no loopholes to fight back.

Because the peddler in New York, Damick, was killed by Locke and Damon, the price of flour in New York suddenly increased by [-]% to [-]%, and many flour suppliers are eyeing the business there.

"Oh!"

Moreover, the income of that job is rich enough, and it also delays him from going to a community primary school to study, you can see Duohua outside his home, he must hate painting..."

And long before Damon called, Martha, the head of the New York Crime Squad, found Locke and asked me about the situation last night.
Locke confessed that when he came to MAX, he saw through the car window that the guy outside hadn't passed out yet, and he didn't seem to realize what happened at all.

When the car stabilizes, you unfasten the danger belt, open the door, and rush to the window of the Ferrari in front of you. While patting the window, you said:

That guy usually hates staying in his old lair, and his only hobby is backhand racing. From time to time, he will use a false identity to participate in racing competitions in America.

You only need to think about how to take care of these children's lives, you know he hates big children, that's what he's good at isn't it.

For Locke, doing so cannot promote itself, and at the same time it can successfully avoid taxes.

(End of this chapter)