I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 298 Morality
It was not yet late when the car left the manor.

This dinner was destined to be a formality. It was just a shabby party held by the aging emperor in order to seek psychological comfort while summoning a fortune teller from afar.

Jiang Hanwen refused the luxury bulletproof car prepared by the manor and took the same stretched Lincoln as when he came.

Jiang Hanwen and his group of three included White, Gatsby, and the driver Jenny.

Although only two hours had passed, White's attitude was completely different.

Although the organizational hierarchy has no apparent binding force on its members, in reality the resources that can be mobilized by the top management of an organization are enormous.

"Jiang, Mr. Jiang."

White's expression was a little restrained. Although he had just promised Jiang Hanwen that he would not accept the so-called title of elder, he was his superior after all, and he felt somewhat afraid.

The Communist Party is an organization built on the bond of money. Members can quickly accumulate wealth and gain rights through the organization's empowerment, but conversely, the organization can also deprive members of their wealth, power, and even their lives.

Any young noble with a little bit of ideas dreams of getting an identity card of his own.

But the young man in front of him did it easily.

"Mr. Jiang, accommodation has been arranged for you and your wife at the Manhattan Hotel. Oh, and of course, this Mr. Liu as well."

White had no original intention of booking the presidential suite of a Manhattan hotel for Jiang Hanwen. He just wanted to use the news of Jiang Hanwen's meeting with the president to persuade the New York media to discredit Gatsby.

Then make a short film about Gatsby's chaotic private life, portray Gatsby as a greedy, evil, and wicked villain, and then use legal means to accuse the other party of improper insider trading and illegal profit.

Completely eliminate this new young rich man morally and legally.

But now it seems that this series of actions is too complicated.

He looked at the beautiful young woman with flowing blonde hair sitting in the driver's seat.

Against Gatsby, this woman named Jenny is more powerful than any weapon.

He still doesn't understand that a billionaire like Gatsby can find any kind of woman just by spending some money when he goes out. Even the top Hollywood actresses have to climb into his bed and let him play with them.

But why is he so infatuated with this gold-digger who is almost old and ugly?

As a husband, he knew best what kind of woman Jenny was.

This bitch's desires can never be satisfied, whether they are sexual or material.

She could go back and forth in the beds of several men in one night.

She can also act like an innocent girl in front of the idiot Gatsby.

He didn't care about these things, as a young talent who grew up in an old aristocratic family.

Women are merely ornaments of his noble status. He may not cherish them, but he cannot live without them.

Especially a beautiful vase like Jenny, even if she was already a withered flower when she climbed into his bed, and even if he has no interest in her at all now.

You can have fun, talk about love, and even make vows of eternal love, but, like Gatsby now, he sticks to you like a dog-skin plaster all day long, ready to force you to abdicate.

It was something he couldn't accept no matter what.

This is my thing. I may not play with it or I may lend it to you. But if you want to snatch it from me and change its ownership, this would be the greatest insult to a nobleman.

"Mr. Jiang, the traffic in Manhattan is very congested, and the streets are not very safe recently. Why don't you go to my manor? I guarantee that there is no place in New York that can compare to my manor."

There was still some shyness on Gatsby's handsome face. After making the invitation, Jiang Hanwen could clearly see that this guy's face turned red.

The last time he had seen such a socially anxious person was when he went to Hong Kong to shoot a movie in his previous life and met a male movie star named Zhang Guorong.

He was a super introverted guy who would blush when talking to anyone, but once the camera started rolling, he got into the role faster than anyone else.

But once the shooting is over, this shy guy will immediately hide in his own world and cut off communication with the outside world.

Jiang Hanwen didn't know how a billionaire like Gatsby developed such a character.

Even if his ancestors for eight generations were Ohio rednecks, aren't rednecks usually unruly and unruly, willing to open fire at the slightest disagreement?
It's really strange that the vast plains of the Midwest could have produced such an introverted billionaire.

After Gatsby finished speaking, he glanced past White, whose face was livid, and looked directly at the rearview mirror in the front row.

In the rearview mirror, Jenny's eyes were always on Jiang Hanwen behind her.

"Haha, Mr. Jiang, there are always endless parties at Mr. Gatsby's manor all year round. You can meet many Hollywood movie stars, politicians and business celebrities, and celebrities from all over the world. I think you and your wife need to experience it."

Jenny's voice is very seductive. Her Chinese is very average, with a distinct foreign accent, but the alluring power she possesses is not something that ordinary women can possess.

But she turned her head slightly and saw the beautiful Chinese woman next to Jiang Hanwen. The woman's eyes were cold, as if she would rush up and strangle her to death in the next second.

Only then did she realize that she had gone too far.

I think the social etiquette of Oriental people is different from that of old aristocratic families in New York.

In high society, it is extremely normal for men to flirt with each other's wives and for women to seduce other men.

Even various exciting activities such as group sports, wife swapping, SM, etc. are common in the circle.

Her husband, White, had taken her to wife-swapping clubs many times to exchange abuse and film her.

Upper class people need to remain respectable in front of the public, but that is limited to the public.

In private life, people need excitement, more excitement.

For the upper-class aristocrats who possess enormous wealth and can satisfy any material desire at any time, ordinary entertainment can no longer stimulate their tempered nerves.

She herself couldn't count how many mistresses White had, and it seemed that he had mistresses everywhere in New York.

They have fun and have sex in various occasions, and it is normal for them to bring them home and play in front of me. Sometimes I even join them.

As for how he went to Liben to be a pilot and how much fun he had there, Jenny didn't know.

But she never cared about these things. For people like them, as long as they ensured that there were no infectious diseases, it didn't matter even if someone died.

The lives of the poor have always been measurable, and the sky-high compensation in their eyes is just a drop in the bucket for the upper-class nobles.

"Jenny! Stop talking nonsense. You can be disrespectful to me, but you must maintain the highest respect for Mr. Jiang and his wife!"

White did not stop Jenny and Gatsby from exchanging glances, but he absolutely could not tolerate her teasing of Jiang Hanwen.

Especially since the hostess was still around, if Elder Jiang’s wife wasn’t around, and if Jiang Hanwen was willing, he would immediately ask Jenny to do her best to serve the young elder, but now she had obviously run into trouble.

"Boss Xiaolin, all the money is controlled by Wang Xiaolu. I only have enough money to get by. I will listen to you about food, clothing, housing and transportation."

It's all his fault. He doesn't distinguish between public and private accounts. Both of the company's accounts are his own. He puts all the money he earns directly into them and leaves it to Wang Xiaolu how to spend it.

On the one hand he wanted to save money, as Accountant Wang's ability to calculate carefully was unique in his life, but he had no experience in running a company and was not interested in finance at all, so it was quite strange for him to set up such a makeshift team.

Jiang Hanwen waved his hands. He was not crying poor. His own accountant had betrayed him and became Lin Leqing's informant. So he had to listen to him when it came to spending money.

The cost of living in New York is so high that the pocket money on my card can't cover any high-end consumption.

"Brother Hanwen, actually, I really want to attend Mr. Gatsby's party."

Kobayashi was not polite and glanced at the blonde in front of her. She would never tolerate such a coquettish bitch. She was sitting next to her and she dared to provoke her in public. She had to declare her sovereignty.

"Mr. Jiang, you flew for 20 hours and then immediately attended the president's dinner in New York. You must be tired. It's getting late today. How about I take you to the hotel to rest first?"

White originally didn't want to spoil Jiang Hanwen's interest, but he had an extremely important date tonight and really couldn't spare the time to accompany Jiang Hanwen to Gatsby's party.

If I don't follow, God knows what outrageous things that bitch Jenny will do.

She didn't know Jiang Hanwen's current identity. The identity of the Communist Party, especially the big figures at the Hanaru level, was usually only known by the core members of the organization.

If this slutty woman were allowed to hang around in front of Jiang Hanwen.

He had no doubt that Jenny would even resort to some unsavory methods, such as putting drugs in the wine. In the upper class circles, it was not just men who used this method to deal with women. Some noble ladies who liked to hunt for "beauties" also knew this well.

Especially Jenny, this slut can't walk when she sees a man of noble status. She wishes she could strip herself naked and pounce on him to do something shameful.

Jiang Hanwen was able to get the famous president to personally host a banquet for him, and even an idiot could see that he was of extraordinary status.

In addition, he is so tall and handsome, and he is Chinese, full of exotic charm. Even from the perspective of curiosity, Jenny will not let go of this prey.

After living together for eight years, White knew his wife too well.

The most lewd prostitutes in the red-light district are as pure as little white rabbits in front of her.

Only a fool and idiot like Gatsby in this world would believe all the nonsense this bitch spouts.

Take a look!

As she was driving, she couldn't help but sneak a peek at the man in the rearview mirror, and she could hardly hide her sexiness.

But Gatsby, this idiot, looked at her as if she were a saint.

"Fucking bitch!"

White muttered quietly, then quickly replied to an Instagram message on his phone.

It was a portrait of a woman with blonde hair and blue eyes. Although not as stunning as Jenny, she was also quite pretty. Moreover, although this woman was a married woman, she was much more innocent than a bitch like Jenny.

White touched his nose subconsciously.

He had to go tonight, not only to vent his animal desires, but more importantly, for this woman, or to be more precise, her husband.

It is the key to dealing with Gatsby.

"Poor guy~~ hum~~"

White leaned back in the leather seat, looking at Gatsby, who was still staring, with pity.

God, how did this idiot who was deceived by women make tens of billions of dollars?

Those shareholders who were cheated by him should be so ashamed that they commit suicide.

"Mr. Jiang, there will be a mysterious big shot coming to Mr. Gatsby's party tomorrow night. Why don't you take a good rest tonight? I promise to be your best guide tomorrow night so that you can experience the purest upper-class party!"

White patted his strong chest and gave Jenny a fierce look.

He had to do this. If he really let them attend the party tonight, he would offend Jiang Hanwen and his wife, which would be troublesome.

Gatsby's parties were famous for their extravagance and extravagance.

He enjoyed inviting many celebrities and socialites from New York and elsewhere, and the parties were filled with food and drinks, and jazz bands performed.

Of course, there is no shortage of beauties of all skin colors.

White is also a frequent guest at the party. Gatsby may be an emotional idiot, but his level of selecting dancers is the best in all of New York.

The dancers he kept were all Hollywood A-listers in terms of looks and figure.

It is hard for you to imagine that a young wealthy man in his prime is surrounded by so many women, both slim and plump, every day.

But he never showed up at the party. Instead, he hid on the observation deck deep in the manor, watching the all-night revelry from afar night after night.

White could not understand Gatsby, just as he could not understand how a penniless redneck could arbitrage among countless stock indexes and even collude with senators to engage in insider trading.

"My dear, I think Mr. Jiang must have had a hard journey. Let's invite them to the party tomorrow night."

Jenny seemed very considerate and acted coquettishly towards Gatsby.

She knew exactly what kind of man her husband was, and when he looked at her like that, it was best not to disobey him.

Otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

As for Gatsby, even if he had promiscuous sex in front of him, he would still think that he was the purest white lotus in the world.

She was very confident that she had complete control over this man.

“Jenny, you’re right, Mr. Jiang, please have a good rest tonight and come to my party tomorrow night.”

Gatsby nodded slightly at Jiang Hanwen politely.

He had a good impression of this young director from a foreign country, but that was all.

Right now, career, money, and stocks are not as important to him as the woman in front of him wearing a pearl necklace.

He will never forget.

Ten years ago, Jenny, a poor boy with nothing, snatched the pearl necklace that she had given to her from her mother.

Although the necklace was torn apart during the struggle, she still picked them up one by one, strung them together and put them around her neck.

Even after she married the most promising young nobleman in New York, she still wore this necklace.

"Jenny, let's take Mr. Jiang to the hotel~~"

There seemed to be countless memories in Gatsby's eyes.

He is very smart. In Ohio, it is difficult to find a child with an IQ over 120. As for someone like him with an IQ over 140, he is a true genius.

Of course he saw White's contemptuous look, and also saw the regret in Mr. Jiang's eyes.

In their eyes, I am just a pitiful creature.

But so what?
"Mr. John, I'll borrow your time for ten minutes when we get to the hotel. Let's talk about your plan to invest in a film~~~"

Jiang Hanwen closed his eyes after he finished speaking. He really couldn't bear to watch this kind of scene.

"Yeah, uh, okay."

Gatsby seemed to be at a loss for words.

"John, he hasn't heard anyone call him that for a long time. Is this person familiar with him?"

(End of this chapter)