American Life

Chapter 223 A smile uglier than crying, three daughters and one drama
"Welcome to you."

It was still a familiar luxurious manor. Sister Tamara welcomed a few people, and then expressed doubts about Sumaner who followed Charlie in behind him.

"Who is this?" Tamara couldn't help but wonder.

"A friend of mine just bought a Premier League team half a month ago. The two of you should have seen it on TV, right?" Charlie immediately introduced.

As soon as they mentioned this, the two of them recalled that this matter had long attracted widespread public attention.

Many people say that this is the infiltration of foreign capital, which represents the decline of the once glorious British Empire.

The other side believes that this is a manifestation of global integration, and the addition of foreign capital will be beneficial to the development of the Premier League.

Then I saw Sumaner taking a step forward and coming to the two of them with a smile like a British gentleman: "I have admired these two great names for a long time. In fact, I also studied in the West when I was young. I came here today because of something. important……"

"Ahem." Charlie coughed twice and quickly poked Sumaner with his elbow, indicating that it was not the time to talk yet.

Sumaner smiled at this interruption and ignored the topic.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, but Paris came in after the two of them and made the atmosphere lively again.

The group of people entered the room, and Charlie was used to it. Sumaner took the opportunity to praise the luxurious decoration in the room, and then developed into compliments to the two of them. His words involved many of his previous experiences.

Tamara and Petra looked at me and I looked at you, their expressions were a little embarrassed.

Then he thought of what his father said before. Of course marrying him was a joke, but more of an appreciation for this young man.

Now that the father has expressed his appreciation, it is necessary to maintain a relationship with him.

The two of them had previously decided to go to Miami Beach in the hot summer. This plan had not yet been put on the agenda, but Charlie took the initiative to come over and brought a talkative guy with him, who obviously wanted to ask for something.

"Why don't we just tell you, Mr. Sumaner, you seem to need our help with something." Tamara said calmly.

Sumaner ignored Charlie's constant glances at him and began to talk about the benefits of the F1 League Abu Dhabi and Abu Dhabi's preparations for this matter in the past few years.

"Sorry, we currently don't have any positions within FOM, so we can't help with this matter." Tamara immediately refused.

"As your father, your suggestions may be very important." Sumaner said with a smile on his face.

"Then you are overthinking. My father hates outsiders dictating his arrangements, and so do the two of us." Petra raised her hair.

This is not a lie, it is related to the complicated family environment. Apart from a few public stadium visits, the two of them have no connection with FOM. Even these exposures were not initiated by Bernie.

"This..." Sumaner's previously prepared words were all useless, and he could only focus on Charlie.

If it weren't for the generous payment of million US dollars by the other party, Charlie would not have made any comment on this matter, but at this moment he could only bite the bullet and say it.

"I am related to a highness in Abu Dhabi, and you should have the same situation. A friend's request cannot be refused." Charlie talked about the cause and effect of the incident, and put on a helpless gesture.

Tamara nodded very understandingly: "Of course we know about this kind of thing, but... we really can't say anything on this matter."

"I also understand this. This friend of mine only hopes to have a chance to communicate closely with Mr. Bernie. They have taken too many detours and wasted a lot of time on this matter, but even so , they have not changed their original intentions, even me, an outsider, can feel that they attach great importance to F1 racing, otherwise they would not have gone through all the trouble to find me." Charlie said with a smile, mentioning in his words and the other party’s attitude.

In this world, no matter how large-scale sports events are, they will be held in different host locations in order to gain influence and win the favor of local audiences. Local governments often invest resources accordingly in order to stimulate the local tourism and cultural industry.

This will inevitably create a bias. Some places want this event to come, while other places don't. There may also be places that are powerless.This causes events to be extremely cautious when choosing a host location, and some even have to go through more than a year of assessment.

It is true that for events such as the World Cup and Olympic Games that attract global attention, there is never a shortage of hosting venues.

But for F1, the attraction of the event host is not that great. It can only be said that it exceeds the general international events. Even so, Bernie relied on his steady operation for decades to bring F1 to a new level. It comes in exchange for height.

And Charlie can say this to reflect the local emphasis on the F1 event, and the local advantages are immediately highlighted.

Tamara nodded, not refuting what Charlie mentioned.

"I think Mr. Bernie would also value this, right? I don't think it's because he doesn't want you two to participate in the company's affairs, but maybe because he thinks you still need experience." Charlie tried to speculate.

"But..." Tamara was speechless for a moment. In fact, of course the two of them knew the truth best.

"Now is a good opportunity. If F1 can finally complete the cooperation with the local government, Mr. Bernie will naturally look at the two with admiration." "Besides, this is not a blank check. We... to be precise, Mr. Sumaner, I will make amends for both of you.”

Charlie said proactively again.

Originally, Suman'er had no hope. Seeing that things had turned around, he immediately added: "Our compensation to you two will definitely be satisfactory. Please believe in our strength."

"Of course we believe in your strength, but..."

Tamara turned her attention to Charlie again.

"But the compensation is waived, but Charlie Rossi, you have to do us both a favor."

"Yes, this matter is far more important than the compensation of Manchester City's new boss." Petra also said bluntly from the side.

More important than our compensation?

Sumaner felt more and more surprised, and suddenly felt that Charlie played a far greater role than imagined.

In a sense, without him, the entire conversation might have ended long ago.

He couldn't help but re-evaluate Charlie in his heart...

Charlie made some calculations in his mind, and after all, he had gained something, so he nodded: "What do you two need from me?"

"It might not be convenient to talk here, why don't we go to the living room upstairs?" Tamara suggested.

So the three of them got up and went upstairs to have a secret conversation.

Almost half an hour later, the three came back and seemed to have reached a consensus.

"Sumaner, the two of us will explain this matter to our father and try our best to facilitate a meeting between him and you. I will notify Charlie in advance when the time comes."

"Thank you, I sincerely appreciate your help."

"You'd better thank Charlie." Petra smiled.

Sumaner looked at Charlie and suddenly became a little hesitant.

"It's okay, I don't particularly care about this." Charlie smiled.

I don’t know why Sumaner suddenly felt a little numb all over when he saw Charlie’s smile.

Everyone was sent to the gate of the manor by the two of them.

"Mr. Charlie, please let me take care of this matter." Sumaner finally sincerely requested Charlie and turned around to leave.

"Don't be in a hurry to get in the car." Charlie suddenly stopped the other party, and Sumaner turned around.

"I'm busy with work and will go back to Chicago tomorrow. I'll leave the rest to you." The smile on Charlie's face became even bigger.

Although he doesn't care about those frivolous things, he does care about the benefits he can get, especially at this time, when there is wool, he has to harvest it.

Since Tamara and Petra don't need to make amends, they can make it up to me instead.

"You mean, you want to leave? But..." Sumaner was speechless for a moment.

"Otherwise, I have to remind you that this time I am only responsible for introducing you, and what happens after that has nothing to do with me." Charlie explained leisurely.

"But..." Sumaner heard that Charlie Rossi was going to raise the price.

After thinking for a moment, he could only accept the matter. There was no other way. Since the other party valued Charlie so much, his early departure would definitely add uncertainty to the negotiations.

"I understand, let's make amends for you, sir." Sumaner said almost through gritted teeth, even if he was angry, he still had to put on a smile on his face.

"Is my request a little too rude?" Charlie deliberately looked at Keira beside him.

But Sumaner could only put on a smile that was uglier than crying: "Of course this is not rude. After all, Mr. Charlie has to take on additional tasks."

"You are right, you will be rewarded for your efforts." Charlie took Paris and Keira into the car.

Su Maner and his men watched Charlie's vehicle leave...

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"Isn't this too harsh? Are we going to continue to cooperate with them in the future?" Kayla tried to say as soon as she got in the car.

"If I were Charlie, I would do the same, but I didn't expect him to say it so quickly." Recalling Su Maner's expression just now, Paris had an unstoppable smile on his face.

"I believe President Sumaner will remember this time."

Let’s not talk about whether Sumaner is willing to report or not. Even if he reports, it is completely reasonable for him to do so, and considering that the person far away in Abu Dhabi has a special enough behavior, how can he care about such a small thing.

"Parris, do you know anything about Bernie's family?" Charlie then asked.

"What I know is limited. Bernie has no sons, only three daughters. The eldest daughter is currently in her 40s. She is not of the same generation. I have never met her."

"No wonder it's this kind of fight for inheritance again." Charlie shook his head.

Then they talked about what they wanted to help.

"Thinking about it this way, who knows how many years Bernie will live? It's time to think about the heir." Paris sighed.

She felt the same about this matter, but her family was not so complicated. First of all, she was the fourth generation heir, and most of the family's assets were in trust funds. Moreover, she had a younger brother. The most important thing was, Everyone in the family thinks that he is a person who has brought shame to them, so there will be no less money that belongs to him, but there is no extra penny.

She had already thought about this kind of thing, but she didn't feel any pressure in this regard.

"Three daughters put together are a drama." Charlie said suddenly.

He really has a say in this matter. There is no need for heirs to worry about Bernie's health. In his previous life, he has traveled through time and is still alive and well. The most important thing is that he has an additional son at the age of nearly 90, so that's okay. But a long-cherished wish.

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On the second night after Charlie visited the two, it was the day of the family gathering again.

"Las Vegas is an event directly operated by the company, and the results this time are not bad. Deborah, you did a good job." Bernie said to his eldest daughter on his own initiative.

It was half a year ago since Las Vegas was last mentioned. Now that the Grand Prix has been successfully held and profits exceeded expectations, Bernie is naturally very happy.

After all, the Las Vegas Grand Prix has a special meaning for FOM. Unlike other competitions, FOM leads the investment throughout the Las Vegas Grand Prix, and the sponsors' income will naturally be obtained by FOM.

Similar things may not be possible at other stations. After all, there is not as much attention as Las Vegas.

"I do know this place, and it may lead to more unexpected results." Inadvertently, Tamara started talking.

"Tell me, where can the attendance rate be higher than in Las Vegas?" Bernie, who was in a good mood, asked his daughter.

"Do you know the Premier League club Manchester City? Just half a month ago, they just welcomed a new owner there. I heard that the world's tallest building was also built there." Petra followed.

"The tallest building in the world is not in Abu Dhabi, but in Dubai. The two cities belong to different emirates." Bernie corrected.

"I heard that a brand new racing track was built there for F1, and road tests were conducted several times."

"So? It's too hot in the summer there, and it's not suitable for any outdoor sports." Bernie shook his head.

He had already considered these cities. Abu Dhabi did not meet his requirements and was directly related to the weather.

"Since the Las Vegas event is held in midsummer, we can definitely hold another event of the same specifications in the winter of the northern hemisphere, preferably during the Christmas season, just like the NBA Christmas Game, which can increase the number of F1 events. Coverage,” Tamara followed.

When Bernie heard this proposal, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he went through it in his mind a few times, but he didn't find any problems. Generally speaking, it was feasible.

The premise is that the local people are willing.

"Actually, I also listened to Charlie's opinion. He is now involved with that Sumaner. Yesterday, he came to the two of us specifically to talk about this matter. We two can't make the decision in this matter." Tamar La chose this time to tell the truth...

It turned out to be Charlie's idea, and it was quite thoughtful. Bernie thought deeply, and then asked:
"Are they still in London?"

(End of this chapter)