Chapter 488 A group of elephants will not gather together for a hyena

Inside the Morgan Building.

Secretary White had received the news immediately... that the consortium executive had been killed.

When he first heard the news, Secretary White was shocked at first, and then full of doubts and confusion.

Because the Morgan Consortium is one of the largest business empires in the United States, and it is also a Jewish industry.

To know.

Jews are the most special group in the United States. They are determined to retaliate and use cruel methods. They will deal with their enemies ruthlessly and eradicate them.

The most important thing is...Although in normal times, the Jews will carry out various plots and small actions for the sake of business and dollars, trying to annex other people's industries.

It's like the wolves currently eyeing the Morgan consortium want to take advantage of this opportunity to take a big bite.

But if you encounter this kind of enemy, they will basically stand on the same front.

The murderer who killed the consortium executives this time was obviously the currently fleeing poker organization.

Just by provoking the Morgan consortium, they have already been pushed to this point. If other top consortiums assist, won't they be further pushed to a dead end?

Even if the fish is dead and the net is broken, this method should not be used.

While Secretary White was thinking non-stop, he walked to the bedroom where old Morgan was resting temporarily, stretched out his hand and knocked lightly on the door.

“Knock-knock-knock——”

Clear knocks sounded around the corridor.

Although when he had a good rest earlier, Old Morgan specifically told him... If anything happens, it's up to you to resolve it and make your own judgment.

But now...the executives of the consortium have been killed, which is obviously beyond White's scope.

A few seconds later.

Just as Secretary White was about to knock on the door again, Old Morgan's old voice came.

"Come in, White."

After getting the order.

Secretary White immediately opened the door and walked in. He saw old Morgan sitting on the sofa in his pajamas, and then lowered his head and seemed to blame himself.

"I'm sorry, President."

"I shouldn't have knocked on the door to disturb you at this time, but something special has happened now, and I don't have the ability to deal with it yet."

Hear these words.

Old Morgan couldn't help but frowned and asked with some concern.

"Did something happen to Chief Su Ming?"

"No, it's not." Secretary White quickly denied this possibility and spoke in emotionless words as usual.

"Just ten minutes ago."

"Director Taibo of our consortium was assassinated on his way to work."

"The bullet from the heavy sniper rifle accurately hit the head. He died on the spot without even a chance to be rescued."

As soon as these words came out.

Old Morgan frowned slightly, raised his head against the headboard, and continued to ask.

"Is it Taibo who is in charge of personnel in our consortium?"

Secretary White nodded and answered immediately.

"That's Director Taibo."

"At present, this matter has not spread within the group, and the rest of the executives have come to the company and started normal work."

"But it cannot be ruled out that other executives have also been targeted by poker organizations."

"In order to ensure the normal operation of the consortium and to avoid internal panic, President, do you think it is necessary to notify other consortiums?"

"If the poker organization dares to take action against senior officials of our Morgan consortium today, tomorrow they will..."

Although Secretary White didn't finish speaking.

But Morgan Sr. had already heard what he meant. As a secretary, White naturally had to find ways to minimize the impact when the consortium encountered problems.

However, he is still a little too young.

Old Morgan picked up the water glass placed on the bedside table, took a sip to moisten his dry lips, shook his head and rejected White's idea, and said slowly.

"White."

"You are still too young and your thinking is too simple."

"Although those old guys are friends with our consortium in a certain sense, they are more of business and business enemies."

"The reason why they haven't taken any action yet is because they want to see how our Morgan consortium will deal with the group of people who dare to kill little Morgan."

"If we seek help from the senior management of the consortium in order to avoid trouble, it will not be of any use at all. Instead, it will be counterproductive."

Speaking of which.

Old Morgan paused for two seconds, with a mocking expression on his face, and continued coldly.

"In the eyes of outsiders."

"It is true that our Jewish consortium in the United States is very united, especially when we face the same enemy."

"But how could I not know... This is not unity at all, but the so-called coldness of lips and teeth."

"We once almost encountered the crisis of genocide, and we know that we must unite to avoid past tragedies."

"But now...has it really come to that?"

"In other words, White, do you really think... those old guys think that this little poker organization can pose much of a threat?"

As soon as these words came out.

Secretary White was stunned immediately, lowered his head more respectfully, and apologized.

"I'm sorry, President."

"This is really a lack of consideration on my part."

Old Morgan put the water glass back on the bedside table, squinted his eyes and continued with a slight chill.

"We can work with them to assist."

"They will agree, but it will only be superficial."

"They understand the principle of "the loss of lips and teeth is the same, and the destruction of nests and eggs is the same. When we encounter a real crisis, we will definitely find a solution together."

"But this poker organization cannot do this, and it can't even bring much threat, and can't make them feel any crisis."

"Telling them about this now will not provide any help. Instead, they will directly try to bite off a piece of meat from the Morgan Consortium."

"A group of elephants may gather together to resist lions."

"But they will never... gather together for a hyena that can be trampled to death at will, and waste time, understand?"

"I have to admit that the founder of this poker organization is very smart."

"He intends to use this method to make me retreat, because he has determined... Even if he kills a few executives of the Morgan Consortium, the old men will not attack him."

"He is using a silent threat... Either I accept his previous proposal, or I am always worried about this situation."

"And as long as he doesn't attack people from other consortiums, his opponents... are always only us."

After judging the current situation clearly.

Old Morgan sorted out his thoughts, and then said without question.

"Give Taibo's family and children some compensation."

"Let them not worry about money for the rest of their lives, and let other executives not leave the Morgan Building in the near future, waiting for this matter to be completely over."

Hearing this.

Secretary White nodded quickly, and then answered.

"Understood, President."

"I will use the excuse of busy business now to let all executives stay to work overtime."

After saying that.

Secretary White immediately left the room and prepared to notify Old Morgan's order.

Looking at the door that was closed again.

Old Morgan gently rubbed his eyebrows, picked up the private mobile phone next to the pillow, and called Su Ming.

Letting the executives of the consortium stay in the building temporarily is only a temporary measure at present.

To completely solve this matter and let those wolves who are eyeing it give up the idea of ​​biting a bite of meat in the Morgan Consortium, it still depends on Su Ming's progress in this regard.

After waiting for a few seconds, the phone was also picked up.

Old Morgan spoke in a serious tone.

"Captain Su Ming, what is the current progress?"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come to urge you so early, but just over ten minutes ago, one of my consortium executives was assassinated by the poker organization."

"You know... If we want to completely solve this matter, we can't ask other consortiums to help, but it will make things worse."

"At present, I have asked all executives not to leave the company in the near future, but if we delay for a few more days, other troubles will probably come one after another."

After the voice fell.

Su Ming's extremely confident response was transmitted to Old Morgan's ears through the mobile phone.

"Don't worry, President Morgan."

"Tonight, I will completely eliminate the killer team of the poker organization and will not let this matter become more complicated."

"Now you just need to...don't let the senior executives of the consortium leave the Morgan Building before getting my affirmative reply, so as to avoid other unnecessary casualties."

"Then, maybe before leaving get off work today, you don't need to worry about this matter anymore."

"That's it for now."

"Several special friends have come, and I need to discuss with them about eliminating the killer team of the poker organization..."