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United States, Wall Street, Morgan Financial Group Headquarters.

An elongated black Rolls-Royce, led and followed by more than a dozen luxury cars, came to a stop under the headquarters building of the Morgan Consortium.

A tall bodyguard in a black suit and sunglasses filed out of a dozen luxury cars and put the area on alert in all directions.

Even veterans who have worked on Wall Street for many years have never seen this scene before.

But today, many people have seen it.

Combined with the news a few days ago that the plane headed by the head of the Morgan consortium was shot down while flying to Europe, the scene in front of them has made many people think about it and have some kind of speculation in their hearts.

Is the Morgan consortium awesome?

The Morgan Financial Group, known as the world's largest financial group, is naturally very powerful.

In a capitalist country like the United States, the power of the Morgan consortium is beyond the imagination of many people.

Now that the old helmsman of the Morgan Consortium has passed away, the first priority before the Morgan Consortium is naturally to elect a new helmsman.

Under the attention of many passers-by, the door of the extended Rolls-Royce opened.

A tall, blond man in a suit and leather shoes, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, about forty years old, got out of the car.

After getting off the car, he strode into the headquarters building of the Morgan Consortium, accompanied by several bodyguards and a female secretary.

The moment they saw this person appear, some passers-by watching the excitement on the roadside called out this person's name in a low voice, "Conley Morgan?"

Conley Morgan is well-known in the United States.

Because he is the eldest son of the original head of the Morgan Financial Group and the first in line of succession, he has been responsible for managing the business in the United States.

He is considered a representative figure among the top second generation rich people in the United States.

Conley Morgan has already entered the elevator in the building.

As the elevator slowly ascended, he calmly pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, with a slight smile on his lips.

As speculated by the outside world, the Morgan consortium has indeed been selecting a new helmsman recently.

And he, Conley Morgan, is the first in line to succeed the original helmsman and controls the business in the United States, so he has a good chance of winning.

He did not feel sad about his father's death.

Not only did he not feel sad, he was ecstatic the moment he received the news.

He originally thought that he would be like a miserable prince and be the heir for decades.

The sudden death of his father gave him, Conley Morgan, the opportunity to finally ascend to the top of the entire consortium. He was about to become rich all over the world, and he would be qualified to secretly intervene in the affairs of the United States and even the world.

And he is still young now. For wealthy people like them, being in their forties is the time when they are in the prime of life.

As the elevator reaches the top floor, with a soft "ding" sound, the elevator door slowly opens.

Conley Morgan quickly wiped away the smile at the corner of his mouth and replaced it with a sad expression.

In the huge hall on the top floor, there is a long conference table.

When Conley Morgan and others came out of the elevator, they saw that the conference table was already filled with high-level executives of the consortium in suits and ties.

The appearance of Conley Morgan attracted the attention of those people.

Immediately, one by one, those people stood up, faced Conley Morgan, and bowed their heads slightly in greeting.

Conley Morgan walked to the head seat of the conference table with a sad expression, opened his arms and signaled, "Please sit down! Everyone!"

After saying that, he sat down first.

The senior executives of the consortium also sat down one after another.

Only one white-haired old man who was nearby Conley Morgan was still standing. A pair of old eyes scanned the attendees and said in a deep voice: "As the old saying goes: a snake can't survive without a head. Old Morgan has left us and returned to the Lord."

Even if we are reluctant to give up, for tomorrow, we should cheer up and decide on a new leader. I think... This is our consensus, and this is why we are gathered here. I personally propose that Conley Morgan

To take over the position of leader, if you agree, please raise your hands!"

As the old man finished speaking, the participants raised their hands one after another.

There are no twists and turns.

As the first-in-line successor, Conley Morgan was already highly anticipated. In addition, all the domestic business in the United States was in his hands. Basically, all the attendees today have dealt with Conley Morgan and are no strangers to each other.

In the absence of a better successor, no one is willing to stand up as a minority and oppose it.

Conley Morgan watched everyone raise their right hands, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. Fortunately, he reacted in time and quickly suppressed the smile at the corners of his mouth.

He warned himself in his mind: Don't laugh! His father had just passed away a few days ago.

But he was already laughing in his heart.

Satisfied with ambition.

There is a kind of joy when a carp successfully jumps over the dragon's gate.

From today on, from this moment on, he will be one of the top players in the entire world. Even if he is the leader of a country, he must be respected.

Suppressing a smile and trying to maintain a sad expression on his face, Conley Morgan stood up and bowed slightly to the attendees.

"Thank you everyone! You made a wise choice. May the Lord bless us."

Europeans and Americans are not used to being modest, and they seem a bit crazy when they speak.

But when everyone is used to being immodest, Conley Morgan's statement seems very confident.

Looking at the smiles on everyone's faces and the various meanings in their eyes, Conley Morgan knew that he was only sitting in this position temporarily.

Before he can completely secure this position, it still needs to be seen how he performs next.

For this reason, he had already filed a complaint.

Is there any other performance that can win people's hearts more than avenging the previous leader?

With a slight cough, Conley Morgan straightened up, grimaced, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, our consortium is the number one consortium in the world. Our leader cannot die in vain. The murderer must be found! The murderer must be punished with blood.

Only by repaying can the shame of all of us be washed away, otherwise, all of us here will become a joke to the whole world, what do you think?"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, exchanging glances and nodding slightly from time to time.

After a while, someone raised their hands in agreement, and more and more people raised their hands in agreement.

It didn't take long for everyone to take a stand.

No one objected.

How to object?

Revenge for the former helmsman is a righteous one. If he opposes this issue, will he still be able to hold his position securely?

What's more, this is the first proposal made by the new leader Conley Morgan after he took office.

If you go against this new leader on this proposal, Conley Morgan will definitely hate him.

"Very good! I have sent people to investigate the truth. I believe the results will come back soon. Once the identity of the murderer is found out, it is time for us to show the world the consequences of offending our Morgan consortium!"

…

A few days later, in the afternoon.

In a manor that occupies a very large area.

Conley Morgan was drinking coffee with a group of subordinates and talking about work matters.

He had just ascended to the position of leader and was eager to show off his abilities.

He not only wanted to show his ability to take revenge, but also wanted to show his ability at work.

In the hall, Conley Morgan was chatting happily with everyone, and the old butler in a black tuxedo came.

The gray-haired old butler came to Conley Morgan, leaned into his ear, and reported softly: "Sir, the real culprit behind the attack on the old master has been investigated clearly. Do you want to know now?"

Conley Morgan turned to look at him. Seeing the old butler's serious expression, Conley Morgan frowned and asked in a low voice: "Who is it?"

The old butler glanced at the other people in the hall. At this time, other people also stopped talking and looked here with different eyes.

"Tell me! Who is it? There is no need to hide it, we are all our own people here!"

Conley Morgan is still too young to still want to win over people's hearts at this time.

He succeeded.

Everyone looked at him with a touch of respect.

Old housekeeper: "..."

After hesitating for a while, the old butler saw that Conley Morgan looked unhappy, so he sighed softly and whispered: "It's... Yu Chen!"

His voice was not loud, but everyone in the hall was waiting for his answer, so it was very quiet.

Because of this, I heard all three words he said.

Most people didn't react for a while, including Conley Morgan, who was a little confused and asked hesitantly: "Who?"

The old butler looked helpless and raised his voice slightly, "Sir! The person behind the scenes is... Mr. Yu Chen, the richest man in the world."
To be continued...