"What should we do? Are you sure?"

Chris shook his head, and then he said to Xiao Ran: "I'm sure, but I'm sure I'm not sure."

Xiao Ran took a breath and said, "I can guess what that guy Anton would do. They are not only simple and crude, but you..."

After looking at Chris up and down, Xiao Ran frowned and said, "You really can do it? I don't doubt your ability, but instigating someone or buying someone is really different from cheating."

Chris smiled, and then he said calmly: "Actually, it's almost the same. I'll just cheat people."

Xiao Ran shrugged and said, "I hope you don't need to ask me to help you. Apart from not wanting to kill someone to silence me, I actually hate blood, especially when facing it at close range. You know that I only brought a pistol, and I don't plan to use a gun."

Chris smiled and stopped arguing with Xiao Ran. He just looked at his watch and said, "It's eleven o'clock, we have to get faster. It's not easy to deal with any later."

"What does this have to do with it sooner or later."

"Anton uses violence, but I cannot use violence. Since I cannot use violence, I have to be polite. The premise of being polite is not to bother others too late."

"Okay, there's some truth."

Xiao Ran stopped talking, and she quietly went to the front of a two-story building with Chris.

Although it is a single-family house, the security in this area is not that good and the school is not good, so the houses here are not that expensive.

"As an old bank employee on Wall Street, you shouldn't live in such a place."

After talking to himself, Chris looked at Xiao Ran beside him and said, "I'll knock on the door myself. You're waiting for me outside. If I can't handle it, can I call you again?"

"Okay, be careful. If you feel unsafe to send me a code, I will go up and save you and kill someone to silence you. Uh, I feel very evil. Okay, the code is that I am thirsty. That's it, I wish you all the best."

Xiao Ran walked away and stood in the shadow of a tree. Then Chris stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

After several times, the lights were on in the house, and then a man shouted: "Who is it? Who knocked on the door so late?"

Chris increased his voice and said, "Hello, sorry for the late night visit, but I have important official duties to talk to you."

An old man with gray hair opened the door, he looked at Chris, and then said with a puzzled look: "I don't know you."

Chris smiled and said in a deep voice: "Of course you don't know me, because we are not from a bank, but can I go in and talk to you? What I want to talk to you is important, and please believe me, it will be good for you."

The old man frowned and thought for a long time before he whispered: "My family is asleep."

"I know, but believe me, this is good for you and your family, they certainly don't mind being interrupted, and I will speak very quietly."

Chris smiled softly, and he had a convincing face, the kind that made people look trustworthy.

The old man finally made way open the door and said in a deep voice: "Come in."

Chris nodded and signaled to enter the old man's door.

"Please sit down, do you want something to drink? How about beer?"

"Oh, OK, thank you."

The old man took two bottles of beer, he drank one bottle by himself, placed the other bottle in front of Chris, and sat on the single sofa next to Chris, saying suspiciously: "Now you have sat down, and the beer is also placed in front of you. What do you have to say to me?"

Chris looked at the furnishings in the room, and then he smiled and said, "Then I will start. First of all, please forgive my offense. Your furniture is a bit old and most of the appliances are outdated. Your annual salary is about 80,000 US dollars, which is a high income. So why does your life still seem a bit difficult?"

The old man's face was a little unpleasant, and he said in a deep voice: "This is my problem."

Chris smiled and said, "Then I will continue. Your life is a bit difficult because you have four children and two are in college and your wife has no income, so the expenses of the whole family need to be paid by your own salary, which is of course a bit difficult."

The old man said with a deep face: "You are not trying to persuade me to manage my finances, are you?"

"Do you come to your house at midnight to persuade you to manage your finances? Oh, of course not, God, I will be beaten to death if I do this, I know."

After a smile, Chris continued: "Based on your qualifications, you should have taken on a more important position. At least ten years ago, you should have served as a department head. In that case, your annual salary would have reached $120,000 as early as ten years ago."

The old man said lightly: "There is no way, I missed that opportunity."

"Because your position has been replaced, but it is unfair, you have been replaced rather than failed in competition."

"You have the opportunity to be promoted again, but in the financial crisis, it is difficult for everyone to have a chance, so you lose the opportunity to be promoted again."

"The last chance for promotion was the year before yesterday. You worked very well and you didn't make any mistakes in your hands. But you are old and you are about to retire. The amount of the pension is calculated based on the position you were at the time of retirement, so you lose your last chance for promotion."

After smiling and saying it, Chris looked at the old man sincerely and said, "Am I right?"

The old man drank the red wine in the bottle, and then he looked at Chris and said, "Yes, yes, that's it. My job is excellent, but I'm old, so the things that should belong to me are gone. What's there? What can you do?"

Chris said lightly: "We want to maliciously acquire Bell Securities. You will have a few months to retire. My condition is $500,000 in cash, plus we will promote you to department head after we acquire the bank. After you retire, you can receive the pension that should belong to you."

The old man's face was a little frozen, and then he said in a deep voice: "Let me sell my job's bank..."

"It's not betrayal, it's taking back everything you deserve!"

Chris suddenly became a little hideous, and then he whispered: "Do you want to hear my story?"

"Uh, you... are also a bank practitioner?"

Chris told a long story, and then he said with a sigh: "Just like me, your chances are now in front of you. Five hundred thousand is not much, but you can think about it, should you follow a company that doesn't value you, kick you away as a useless waste, or will you strike back at the end?"
Chapter completed!