allonlinenovel Chapter 654 The Threat from the King of Knowledge
Chapter 654 The Threat from the King of Knowledge
The process of receiving the funds was smoother than expected.
Those capital giants who bought assets at a premium seemed afraid that Meng Chuan would back out.
The funds arrived at an astonishing speed.
According to the pre-arranged plan, Shadow Butterfly broke down the $31 trillion into dozens of "annual revenues of overseas branches".
The funds were gradually transferred back to the accounts of related domestic companies through compliant channels.
Every payment received is accompanied by the quiet expansion of the company's business footprint in China.
With this money, Meng Chuan could go all out and make a big splash.
Just as the cash flow was coming to an end, Meng Chuan's private phone suddenly rang.
The name flashing on the screen was "King of Knowledge".
"Mr. Meng! My old friend!"
The voice on the other end of the phone carried its usual excitement, yet couldn't hide a hint of anxiety:
"You must have seen the news, that old guy actually copied me and started giving out money! My approval rating has dropped again!"
The King's tone became urgent.
Trump withstood the pressure and signed the presidential decree.
Meng Chuan was permitted to inherit all of Rothschild's assets.
This resulted in the US treasury receiving a massive $20 trillion in tax revenue.
Although in the end they had to spend 10 trillion to buy some of Meng Chuan's important companies.
But the remaining $10 trillion is enough for him to give money to all voters in the United States.
If this move goes as expected, Trump could very well win the election.
However, the old man's campaign team was no pushover either.
He also promised to give out money immediately if elected.
Therefore, Trump's advantage has disappeared.
"We made a promise: if Rothschild fell, you'd help me win the election! Now they're completely finished, you can't go back on your word!"
"That's what Trump said bluntly."
Meng Chuan is now his only hope.
Meng Chuan leaned back on the sofa, his brows slightly furrowed.
But he tried to keep his tone as light as possible:
"Of course, I remember our agreement and have no intention of breaking it."
"Really?"
Trump's voice instantly rose in pitch:
"Then you'd better think of something quickly! I've already had the team prepare a new campaign slogan, but those voters only care about money; they don't understand what 'Make America Great Again' means at all!"
Trump is truly a president who only wants to get things done.
At least that's what he really thinks right now.
However, no one in the upper or lower classes of American society cares about whether something is great or not.
The upper class only cares about power and money.
The lower classes only care about whether or not they receive money, and how much they receive.
This made Trump feel a sense of frustration at not being understood.
"I'll think of a solution, but I can't guarantee we'll win."
Meng Chuan's voice was calm and even:
"After all, as you know, there are too many variables in an election, and no one can have 100% control over it."
Meng Chuan didn't dare to make any definitive statements.
You must promise!
Trump immediately became anxious, and his tone suddenly hardened:
“You said it yourself, that as long as the Rothschilds were uprooted, you would find a way to get me elected, even if it was the day before the election! Now that they are gone, you must keep your promise!”
Trump truly has complete confidence in Meng Chuan.
The reason he was elected last time was because Meng Chuan exposed his old rival's "phone call scandal".
As long as Meng Chuan can generate some more news for his rival, Lao Baitou.
He might get re-elected.
"King, you need to understand that Rothschild's downfall wasn't entirely your doing, but rather my scheme."
Meng Chuan's tone also became somewhat displeased.
Because what he dislikes most is being threatened.
Now that the money is in hand, Meng Chuan may not necessarily need to give Trump face.
Trump paused, a barely perceptible threat creeping into his tone:
“Mr. Meng, you can’t deny my contribution. I know you’ve been dealing with the procedures to return to China recently, but I hope you’ll stay here until the election is over—after all, we still have a lot of ‘cooperation’ to complete, don’t we?”
The King is also going all in.
He can't afford to be left out.
For this reason, he did not hesitate to threaten Meng Chuan.
He would absolutely not let Trump leave the United States before the election.
A faint smile appeared on Meng Chuan's lips:
"Don't worry, I won't leave. In fact, I'm planning to hold an inheritance ceremony here. Until then, I'll stay in the United States and do my best to help you."
Meng Chuan had another purpose for this trip: to hold a succession ceremony for the chairmanship of the Green Gang Group.
"The Inheritance Ceremony?"
Trump was taken aback for a moment, then laughed:
"Good! Good! This is the kind of ceremony we should have! Do you need me to send some people to make a good impression for you?"
"No need. They're all friends from the underworld. Too many people would be inconvenient."
Meng Chuan politely declined.
In fact, even if Meng Chuan really invited Trump.
Given his current status, it would be inappropriate for him to appear at Meng Chuan's succession ceremony.
"That's true, then I won't bother you any longer!"
"Okay, I'll contact you as soon as things progress."
Meng Chuan made a few perfunctory polite remarks before hanging up the phone.
But as soon as the call ended, the smile on Meng Chuan's face vanished instantly.
He picked up the encrypted communicator and dialed Bi Wang's number:
"Plan ahead of schedule and complete all evacuation preparations within three days. Verify flight routes, identities, and backup accounts to the highest security level."
Meng Chuan will no longer stay in the United States.
Otherwise, Meng Chuan might really not be able to leave.
After all, even after the election results are announced, Trump can still remain in office until January 1, 2020.
The results will be announced in mid-to-late November.
There is still more than a month before Trump steps down.
During this power transition period, if Trump were to issue an executive order or push through legislation...
If the Green Gang is designated as terrorists, then Meng Chuan might not be able to leave if he wants to.
This is something that Trump is capable of doing.
"clear."
Bi Wang's response was concise and to the point.
As Yingdie put down the communicator, she walked into the study and saw Meng Chuan staring intently at a list. Curious, she asked:
"Young Master, are we really going to hold the succession ceremony?"
“Do it, and do it properly.”
Meng Chuan looked up at her:
"Invite all the big shots in the underworld, the more lively the better."
What he wanted was not the ceremony itself, but to use this grand event to distract Trump and buy time for his retreat.
Over the next two days, the Green Gang indeed began preparing for the grand ceremony.
The address was the same as when Meng Chuan held his banquet, at the Green Gang Group Building.
The invitations were sent out in gold-embossed lettering to those in power in the American underworld—gang leaders, arms dealers, underground bank owners…
The Green Gang Group building was brightly decorated.
Security was extremely tight, creating the atmosphere of a grand ceremony about to take place.
After his informant reported back, Trump finally relaxed a lot.
It seems Meng Chuan really has no intention of running away.
Late at night the day before the ceremony, only Meng Chuan and Ying Die remained in the study.
"Has the baby Prince mentioned been found?"
Meng Chuan suddenly asked.
Yingdie solemnly handed over an encrypted file:
“Found it, in a private nursing home in the suburbs of New York.”
"But our people discovered that there were unidentified people secretly protecting the nursing home, and their methods were very professional, unlike ordinary bodyguards."
"Oh?"
Meng Chuan had an "I knew it" look on his face:
"It seems that old fox Prince still has a backup plan..."