5039: C5039 Directly Put One Hand on the White Wolf

C5039 Directly Put One Hand on the White Wolf

He wanted Morgan Pierre to snipe the Rothschild family in the financial aspect, and then Blake inside the Rothschild family wanted to attack Alman.

With this two-pronged attack, under the pincer attack from both inside and outside, Arman would definitely collapse.

But he had to ask for his specific plan.

Alright, he admitted that he did not have a specific plan. He had not thought about it yet.

However, even though he thought about it, he couldn't say it like that.

Once he said it like that, who knew if Morgan Pierre, John, and Rockefeller would still lend a hand.

Others might not know, but Mitchell felt that he knew a lot about Morgan Pierre and the others.

These people were all famous old foxes!

They were all a group of shrewd merchants, and everything they did was for the sake of benefits.

Furthermore, it was for the benefits within the scope of risk control.

But the risks were beyond the scope of what the other sects could bear, and they would probably leave without any hesitation.

"Hu ~"

Mitchell let out a long breath, then chuckled and said, "Pierre, you are an expert in the financial field. Tell me, what should we do?"

"Don't worry, I promise to cooperate fully."

Mitchell thought about three things and decided to give this problem to Morgan Pierre.

Well, if it's a professional thing, then there will be professionals to do it.

Morgan Pierre himself was a financial expert, and in the financial field, he was a hundred times more professional than himself.

Morgan Pierre:???

Let me talk about it.

Morgan Pierre's head was full of black question marks.

Good guy!

Morgan Pierre was straightforward.

Good boy, should I ask you, or should you ask me?

Morgan Pierre gave Mitchell a deep look.

He was sure that Mitchell definitely had no plans at all.

What a pincer attack.

What center?

What was he trying to get Alman out of the Rothschild family? Those were all things that Mitchell had imagined.

What did he say?

If his IQ wasn't high enough, how could he make up his mind?

Yes, yes, yes!0

That was it!

Morgan Pierre was about to go crazy.

"Huff ~"

"Huff ~ ~"

Morgan Pierre breathed heavily and stared at Mitchell. He said, "Mitchell, don't tell me you haven't thought of a detailed plan at all."

Uh...

Although Mitchell didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that Morgan Pierre had guessed correctly. ...

He really didn't think about it.

However, none of that mattered.

Wasn't it just a plan?

It didn't matter even if he thought about it now.

And this time, he wasn't the only one thinking about it.

It was a group of people thinking about it together.

There was a saying that went, What does it say?

Working together as a group!

Yes!

Alignment.

"Cough cough ~"

Mitchell covered his mouth with his right hand and coughed awkwardly. He said, "Morgan, time is of the essence. I haven't thought of a specific plan yet."

"But, it doesn't matter. We're all here, so we can think about it together."

'Working together, I believe that the plan that we came up with together will definitely be more perfect than the plan that I came up with alone. '

Mitchell said with a smile.

John Rockefeller:... ""

Hank Duru was speechless."

Morgan Pierre was speechless."

Alright. At this moment, even if they were stupid and slow to react, they would still come back to their senses.

Mitchell was playing with a white wolf with a pair of empty gloves.

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