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Chapter 356 The Texas Consortium Investing in Blood(2/3)

No specific arrangements for the marriage between the two were mentioned, and the content and atmosphere of the chat seemed like a family affair.

I have to say that Ms. Wales’ ability made Abel feel very comfortable while chatting.

Coupled with George's kind and easy-going temperament, it is indeed easy for the couple to make friends.

After chatting for a while, George actually suggested that he and Abel go cutting down cedars and clearing shrubs.

"Christmas is coming. There are too many small cedars growing on the farm. Let's cut them down and have them taken to town to give to the townspeople. I think they will be very happy."

Abel thought that George wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to cut cedars together to talk to him about some in-depth topics.

He readily agreed.

The two of them were really under the watchful eye of a group of Secret Service agents and Rock Security bodyguards.

I picked up my ax and went to the forest where trees are planted on the farm to cut down wood.

What surprised Abel was that George didn't talk to him about any in-depth topics at all.

In the woods, the two of them were really like lumberjacks and farm workers, focusing on cutting down trees.

Also clean up those obstructive shrubs.

Abel didn't know how many years he had not done this kind of physical work.

Not to mention his wealthy life after rebirth.

Even before he was reborn, it had been a long, long time since he had been so close to nature, or worked hard physically.

Fortunately, his physique is exaggeratedly strong, which is useful when doing exercises, and it is also useful when doing this kind of farm work.

George, who was in his fifties, was out of breath and sweating all over after chopping for a while.

Abel swung the ax so hard that it almost turned over, and he didn't even shed a few drops of sweat.

That kind of physical energy.

George was speechless beside him, and the Secret Service agents' eyes were wide-eyed.

This kind of physical strength is too exaggerated.

"You have great physical strength. Barbara and Jenna, plus the three of me combined, can't cut as fast as you alone."

George said next to him.

"The ax is broken." Abel threw the ax on the ground. The blade had been rotten by Abel's chops.

George looked back at the sun outside the woods, which was already setting in the west.

He then suggested: "Then go back. We have cut down so many cedars, which is enough for the people in the town."

Crawford Town is a real small town with a few hundred people.

Abel smiled and nodded in agreement. At this time, he had just come here to play with George today and relax appropriately.

The two of them walked outside the woods and heard a pleasant call from a bird. George said it was the call of a bobwhite quail.

The two walked among the cedars, ash trees, walnut trees, sycamores, oaks and hickory trees.

George babbled, saying that tonight's dinner would include grilled fish, ice tea and sugar-free Coke. The fish was caught from the lake on his farm.

Abel listened with a smile, and his mood changed from impatient at the beginning to indifferent now.

He has regarded today as a day of pure relaxation and leisure.

At most, it's just that he is accompanied by the commander-in-chief of the United States, which makes him look less ordinary.

Until the simple dinner was really finished.

I don’t know if someone reminded George, or if he really didn’t say it until now.

George finally told Abel the real purpose of calling him here today.

It has nothing to do with little Laura.

"Those Bai Lang people, they still want you to join, or join you."

After dinner, Ms. Wales took the maid and packed everything away.

Abel and George were sitting next to the small pier facing the lake. In front of them was a beautiful large lake under the setting sun.

The grilled fish we had for dinner just now was caught from this lake.

Abel also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that George finally got down to business with him.

"What do you mean? Or what does Herbert mean?" Abel asked.

George chuckled and said:

"If it is what I want, of course I hope you will cooperate with them. You are my relatives, and they are my biggest supporters. It is in my best interest if you can cooperate."

"Father means the same thing. But we all know that you are very determined and not easily shaken."

He paused here, and Abel followed suit: "So?"

"So I discussed it with my father, mainly after my father went to contact them. Now there is a compromise. Do you want to listen to it?"

Abel nodded.

He and Davis Brown, the representative of the Texas consortium, broke up on bad terms after the last conversation in the White House.

Abel knew that with more and more allies around him, those people would eventually be unable to bear it.

You must know that last year, the Texas Consortium was the first person to contact me and inspect me.

Obviously it is the first, and it also has the advantage of being close to the water, Texas and Bush.

What if Abel ends up completely switching to other consortiums, or succeeds on his own and has nothing to do with them.

They, who are already weak in the United States, will soon become the biggest joke within the American consortium.

Even the California Consortium behaved very friendly in their interactions with Abel.

Not to mention the Texas syndicate?

Whether it is from the perspective of face or from the perspective of economic interests.

The Texas consortium is unlikely to be willing to miss Abel.

From Abel's perspective, he never thought about completely falling out with the Texas consortium.

There are several reasons.

For example, Americans have a strong sense of region.

Like the Bush family, they actually didn't come to live in Texas until Herbert.

George wasn't even born in Texas.

So for a long time, Herbert was not considered a Texan.

Wait until George and his generation grow up and start to enter the stage.

They were regarded as Texans and gained local support.

Abel is a Texan, and after he became famous, this mark was something that could never be washed away.

It is estimated that he would have to grow up in his son's generation or in another state to escape this imprint.

No matter what, there will be resistance from other states to his aggressive entry.

Unlike in Texas, here he really has a lot of "fellow folks", and Texans really like him.

Secondly, even if Neil succeeds in developing on the West Coast.

Texas also remains one of Bush & Smith's main territories.

In this case, everyone will look down and see you again.

They are all considered local snakes in Texas, and there is a buffer of shrubs in the middle.

Whether it's from Abel's perspective or the Texas consortium's perspective.

Both believe that cooperation between the two sides is greater than confrontation.

When we were in the White House before, even if Abel said such direct rejection.

Davis Brown didn't even fall out, he just left.

There were no subsequent hostile actions, as if the incident never happened.

It's for this reason.

Abel was now willing to listen to George's "compromise" approach.

It is also for this reason.

"First National Bank of Dallas, First City National Bank of Houston, Republican National Bank of Dallas and Texas Commerce Bank."

"Houston First Reinsurance Company, Dallas National Insurance Company, Dallas Commercial Insurance Company."

George slowly read out the names of the Texas Consortium, the only four banks and three insurance companies.

"The 49.9% shares of each of the seven companies will be exchanged for the corresponding shares of Smith Capital and Pacific Commercial Bank at market prices."
To be continued...
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