After listening to what my son said.

Alexander's first reaction was that this guy had lost a lot of money doing business in New York.

Otherwise, why would he run home and ask about the family's wealth?

After asking clearly,

You also need to help yourself.

While Alexander was guessing, he heard his son say:

"Father, I have been to New York for the past ten months and have stayed in Manhattan the whole time."

"I've made a lot of money. I'm afraid you won't have an idea of ​​how much money I have."

"Let's put it this way. How much money have I earned in the past ten months?

You, my grandfather, and my great-grandfather will earn more than ten times more in a lifetime."

In the previous words,

Alexander could still listen.

Later I heard my son say that in ten months he had made more than ten times as much money as his grandparents in three generations in New York.

Even though he was feeling dizzy, Alexander couldn't help but stand up:

"Son, bragging is not a good habit. You didn't like to brag before.

What you hated most in the past was also the "bragging Johnson" next door."

"I didn't expect that you would contract this problem when you went to New York!!"

"Bragging Johnson" was the owner of the farm next door.

Texans, especially those who run farms and ranches, or simply Texan farmers.

I especially like to give people nicknames.

Obtaining a nickname is also very straightforward and crude. It is just a first or last name, plus a definition.

Abel laughed and said, "What do you need to do to believe me?"

"I believe."

To his surprise, Alexander's answer was very direct.

"Because you are my son, because you don't need to lie to me."

Abel was both surprised and not surprised by this answer.

"Tell me. You said you wanted me to help you, how exactly do you want me to help you." Alexander looked at his son seriously.

In fact, Alexander still doesn't believe that his son has made so much money in New York.

But his logic is simple.

He is the father, and Abel is his son.

A father will always help his son.

This is his simple value.

Looking at Alexander's firm eyes, Abel took a deep breath.

Then he expressed his thoughts to Alexander.

after an hour.

Alexander's expression was shocked and his tone was difficult.

"This... this is not my interest at all. It's hard for me to do this kind of thing," he said.

Abel's answer was——

"Help me, father. I only trust you in this."

"And...it may not be successful."

Alexander was silent.

His son's plan was too exaggerated, and he really didn't like it either.

Until now,

He still didn't believe what his son said.

But if what the son said is true, then it seems like maybe...

In this country, my son really needs this kind of help.

Even though Alexander Smith looks like a pure Texas redneck.

But he is a top student who graduated from Rice University.

Although he was able to enter Rice University because of his father's recommendation letter.

Just like Abel.

But he also learned things in school.

So he is different from ordinary Texas farmers. He knows that what his son said is feasible to a certain extent.

The premise is that the son really reaches that point.

I can also get to that point smoothly.

"Like you said. It might not work out. But..." Alexander said:

"Because you are my son. So I am willing to give it a try and help you."

"Thank you, Alexander." Abel said sincerely for the first time. He stood up and hugged this man as strong as a bear.

"Well. I can't guarantee success." This was Alexander's answer.

secret conversations between father and son,

It ends here.

After the conversation, Alexander walked a little heavily.

Close the safe house, watch your son leave, and go back to his room to sleep.

Then Alexander walked into his bedroom, which was very large and even had a small lounge outside.

The lounge has sofas and a TV.

In the lounge, Emily was wearing pajamas and watching TV.

When she saw her husband coming back, she quickly stood up.

"We're done talking? What on earth are you talking about that I can't even listen to?"

Emily came over, hugged her husband's arm and said.

Alexander smiled tenderly at his wife, and then said:

"My dear, we seem to have given birth to a special boy."

Emily: “????”

"Your son told me a very exaggerated plan. I think this plan has no chance of success."

Alexander said:

"But that's my son after all, so I'll give it a try."

"What's going on? What plan, why is it impossible?" Emily asked curiously.

Alexander was cheerful and did not answer directly. Instead, he asked his wife to help him fill the water and prepare clothes for bathing.

After getting ready, he started to go in and take a shower.

Emily thoughtfully went in and brushed his back.

Alexander seemed to be enjoying himself very much, lying in the bathtub with his eyes half closed.

Emily didn't speak, and neither did he.

The couple enjoys the silence between husband and wife.

What finally broke the silence was Alexander's voice.

"Dear, our chief executive of Tarrant County, Rand, has been here for eight years, right?"

Emily was startled when she heard her husband's sudden voice.

In the United States, a county is a second-level administrative unit, above which is a state, a first-level administrative unit.

Below the county are cities and towns, and below that are districts.

States have governors, but counties used to have no chief chiefs.

In the past, legislative and executive powers were generally exercised by a county executive committee or a board of trustees.
To be continued...