Traveling at the same time, creating the door of truth

The early morning sunlight shines into the house through the glass. Bai Mo controls the laptop in front of him with both hands, recording the opening data non-stop.

"CDO is destined to be a thunderstorm, and it is time to prepare to drag more forces into the water."

Bai Mo closed his laptop, went out and walked upstairs.

With the backing of the Rothschild name, both the upper and lower floors of the building have been acquired by the Thain Fund.

Pushing the door open, Bai Mo entered the building.

"What's happening here?"

Bai Mo looked at the girl who appeared in front of her and a butler-like figure in a suit standing behind her, and looked at Barry.

"Hello, Mr. Bai, I am one of the secret party elders of this era."

The girl held up her skirt slightly and introduced herself to Bai Mo.

Her name was Susan Habsburg, the contemporary head of the Habsburg family. Of course, she is not the head of the family with absolute rights in the true sense.

She is the head of the family who walks on the bright side. She has the status of a secret party elder of this generation and is also a member of the school board of Cassel College.

"Lady Susan Habsburg..."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bai. Let's activate some power and get all the information about you." The butler politely said very rude words.

Later, Barry told the reason why this force came to the door.

Thain's actions raised some eyebrows.

Through the investigation of their own information network, these hybrids determined the actions of Bai Mo, Barry and the Rothschild family, and prepared to try to intervene and gain benefits.

"I didn't expect that you would actually want to betray the secret party's Abraham Law." Susan smiled and said something that was enough to shake the world.

Bai Mo waved his hand and replied politely: "There is no treaty that cannot be betrayed. The signing of the agreement is essentially to prepare for one of the parties to tear up the agreement in the future."

Susan twitched her eyebrows. She felt that this answer was a little unexpected, and then she smiled slightly.

"That's an interesting answer. I think Mr. Bai will be able to complete this operation."

Action is not difficult, what is difficult is how to escape unscathed.

Knowing that the mixed-race family was involved in the whirlpool of the arrangement, Bai Mo already knew that he was going to become a thorn in the side of a large number of people.

The chain reaction of thunder will cause some conspirators to be eliminated, and many forces will be destroyed in the chaotic whirlpool.

With the departure of Susan Habsburg, Baimo and Barry started the operation of the Thain Foundation.

"Split up."

"certainly."

Bai Mo put his hands in his pockets and walked briskly into a bank.

"I want to buy a financial product."

As he spoke, Bai Mo expressed his needs.

CDO's drumming and spreading of flowers is essentially packaging bonds and deceiving a pile of garbage into high-quality stocks that can make money.

What Bai Mo needs is an insurance. If there is no problem with this drumming and passing flowers, then Bai Mo will pay a high fee.

But if something goes wrong, the bank will need to pay Baimo a large amount of money.

This...is equivalent to gambling.

The bet is whether the U.S. real estate industry will experience a thunderstorm and whether the market economy will explode in series.

"Sir...please give us some time."

After hearing this answer, the bank clerk immediately contacted the manager, and then the manager began to contact the upper-level bosses.

After layer after layer of matryoshka, it was finally reported to the corresponding aristocratic family.

Not long after, Bai Mo waited for the "owner" of the bank.

"Hello, Mr. Bai." The elegant young girl wore white silk gloves on her hands and had a gentle smile on her lips.

After looking around for a while, Bai Mo said politely: "Hello."

"Perhaps we can discuss... transactions and cooperation in another place."

"Can."

Very normal development.

Bai Mo knew very well that in today's Internet age, many things simply could not be hidden from these mixed-race families.

It seems that this era is still stuck in 2000, but from the calculations of supercomputers like Norma and Princess Kaguya, we can conclude that to some extent, the modern technological content of hybrids may surpass human civilization by a long way.

Led by the young girl, Bai Mo and her arrived at a floating restaurant.

"Mr. Bai, after knowing your deeds, I admire your actions very much."

The girl shook the wine glass filled with blood in her hand, placed it on the table, held a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, and began to cut the steak.

"That's ridiculous."

"No, you know what? I have seen many people who are afraid, afraid, and withdrawn after learning about the mixed-race world. There are very few people who continue to persist for reasons like yours."

"I respect people like you very much. Although your mind is trapped in a small body, you deserve my respect."

"Thanks."

Bai Mo raised his wine glass, bumped it with her, and took a sip.

"It seems like I said a lot of irrelevant things, so let's get to the point."

"Mr. Bai, I think you might be able to consider your options. As for your life after uncovering everything you concealed and exposing your lies."

With a gentle smile, the girl said words of concern for Bai Mo.

But he knew very well that this was just a transaction.

Use your own chips, fraud, truth, care, and even friends, these are all methods that can be used.

There might be exceptions, but Bai Mo didn't believe that the person in front of him, who was born in a mixed-race family and had been carefully cultivated, would have unnecessary emotions that were detrimental to the family.

"What do you need me to do?"

The picture was very clear, but she did not show any mood swings.

"No." The girl shook her head and said, "I want to help you."

"A genius like you shouldn't die in this chaos."

"Oh." Bai Mo snorted, and then said: "You think I am a goose that lays golden eggs."

"Uh-huh." The girl smiled but said nothing.

Maybe, but how?

Bai Mo picked up the knife and fork with his fingers, and while cutting the steak, he told about the discoveries he encountered.

Involving all walks of life, the truth was obtained through actual interviews and surveys.

In the white-washed New York City of the United States, these mixed-race families have already set their sights firmly on their equals.

The world in their eyes is a battle between dragons.

However, because of this they overlook a lot.

Because of the concentration, the other corresponding products cannot be seen with the peripheral vision.

After patiently listening to the real analysis of the market, the girl handed a business card on her chest to Bai Mo.

"Looking forward to our next meeting."

After saluting, he turned and left.

Bai Mo picked up the business card, and her name was written on the gold-gilded card.

Lilith Morgan.

Morgan, the Morgan family...

Bai Mo calculated in his mind what she meant, then calmly recorded everything, got up and left.

As for the business card, it is put in the pocket.

After walking out of the restaurant, Bai Mo took out his mobile phone and dialed the corresponding number.

"Barry, do you know Morgan Bank?"

"Did you meet them!?"

"Certainly Morgan and Rothschild."

"Okay, nothing unexpected happened?"

"She knew about our next plan and seemed ready to get involved."

"You told her."

"Yes, I don't think the Rothschilds alone can accomplish our goals, do you?"

"Maybe. I hope everything goes well with the next actions."

"certainly."

After the brief exchange, Bai Mo made another phone call.

"Mr. Rothschild...yes, that's right...yes, yes...that's it...maybe...everything goes well..."