Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

Meng Chuan picked up his teacup, the rising steam blurring the expression in his eyes.

Taking a small sip, Meng Chuan suddenly smiled:

"Political asylum? Mr. Trump is certainly generous. But Bull is currently in dire straits himself, not even able to secure his position as Godfather. How much value can the intelligence he possesses really be?"

Meng Chuan was actually shocked.

It's surprising that Trump knows so much about the Mafia and the Rothschild family.

It seems the Green Gang isn't the only one eyeing the Mafia groups.

The top brass in the United States are also sitting on the sidelines watching the two tigers fight.

This is interesting.

Who is really behind all this?

Is it targeting the Mafia or Rothschild?

Or is there some other motive?

With his arms crossed over his legs, Trump spoke urgently yet with a forced air of composure:

“Mr. Meng, you may not know this, but Corey has been in control of some of the Rothschild’s shady dealings with the Mafia for the past decade. Now that Corey has died suddenly, these things are very likely to have fallen into the hands of the Bulls. As long as I make him a promise, he will definitely hand them over.”

"Oh?"

Meng Chuan raised an eyebrow and calmly put down his teacup.

"A gray market deal? That sounds tempting. But has Mr. Wang considered that if Rothschild could give Corey a heart attack, he could also give the Bulls a surprise?"

Meng Chuan was actually trying to find out how much information Trump actually had about the Bulls.

Trump's expression changed slightly upon hearing Meng Chuan's words, but he quickly regained his composure.

"That's why I need Mr. Meng's help. The Green Gang's underground influence in the United States is deeply entrenched. As long as you are willing to protect Bull, I guarantee I can get something out of him."

At this point, Trump said somewhat cryptically:

"As long as Mr. Meng can help me get re-elected, we can completely uproot Rothschild's businesses in the United States, and then..."

"I might not be able to save the bull."

Meng Chuan interrupted Trump and said slowly and deliberately:

"And I'm very curious, why does Mr. Trump suddenly want to kill Rothschild?"

Although Meng Chuan would prefer to uproot Rothschild.

However, Trump shouldn't have any conflicts with tycoons like Rothschild.

Because families like the Rothschilds have been able to stand strong for so many years.

They had long since developed a smooth way of dealing with people.

It's not easy to fall out with the president, especially the current president.

Trump is also a shrewd businessman.

Unless absolutely necessary, they will not easily engage in a life-or-death struggle with a powerful family like the Rothschilds, who can influence the world's economic landscape.

"Mr. Meng, it's not what you wanted... I..."

The King looked at Meng Chuan in astonishment.

If it weren't for Meng Chuan's question, "I want to destroy Rothschild," could you have done it?

Even Trump wouldn't have ended up like this with Rothschild.

"Just tell me, who is Rothschild supporting this time? It can't be you, can it?"

Meng Chuan looked at Trump with a half-smile.

Knowing the cunning and intelligence of a businessman like Trump.

He would never have fought to the death with the Rothschild family if he hadn't been driven by sufficient profit.

To say that he would choose to fight Rothschild to the death for a vague promise from Meng Chuan is an overstatement.

Meng Chuan was even more skeptical.

Even the Green Gang was wary of Rothschild, so how could Trump not be wary?

Meng Chuan's words made Trump's eyes flicker, as if a sore spot had been touched:

"Those vampires are always opportunistic! They maintain neutrality on the surface, but secretly they've been supplying my opponent with 300 million in campaign funds."

Of course, Trump also had his considerations.

He's now in a difficult situation.

Because they were so eager for the Mon-Chuan faction to win the election.

As a result, some laws were enacted targeting Rothschild.

He hadn't expected Rothschild's counterattack to be so strong and direct.

With $300 million in funding, his rival, Old Bai, is now in a dominant position.

He had no other choice.

Apart from Meng Chuan, he had no other backing.

Can only walk one way to the dark.

"Three hundred million?"

Meng Chuan feigned surprise:

"That's quite a move. It seems your opponent has a close relationship with Rothschild!"

In fact, Meng Chuan already knew about this.

Ruan Shengnan's intelligence had already been delivered to Meng Chuan's desk.

"It's more than just shallow!"

Trump leaned forward abruptly, lowering his voice even further:

“My opponent recently met secretly with the Rothschild family heir at a villa in the Swiss Alps. No one knows what they talked about, but after returning, he suddenly introduced a new financial regulatory bill in the Senate, every clause of which paves the way for Rothschild! If my opponent is elected, Rothschild can definitely make a comeback.”

The King's words were a warning to Meng Chuan.

If he loses the election, it will be even more difficult for Meng Chuan to deal with Rothschild.

Meng Chuan smiled faintly:

"Actually, I only had some friction with Rothschild. Even if he makes a comeback, he wouldn't dare to do anything to my Green Gang! As for your internal struggles, I won't get involved."

Upon hearing Meng Chuan's words, Trump became somewhat anxious.

The only person he can count on now is Meng Chuan.

Despite his repeated attempts to probe, Meng Chuan never gave a clear answer.

Just as Trump was about to say something more, Meng Chuan changed the subject, picked up his teacup, and stood up, saying:

"It's late, Mr. Trump, you should go home early. It's a crucial time for the election, and it wouldn't be good if word got out that you were here."

Trump was stunned, clearly not expecting Meng Chuan to suddenly issue an order to leave:

"Mr. Meng! You haven't given me an answer yet..."

What kind of answer do you want?

Meng Chuan stared at Trump and said seriously:

"I earned the money through my own abilities, it has little to do with you. My vaccine has no competitors, and even without you, it can monopolize the entire market."

Meng Chuan simply stated his position directly:

"If your answer means that the Bulls actually have something that can take down Rothschild, then maybe I'll 'just happen' to let him live a few more days."

Meng Chuan paused, then continued:

"But if your answer is the election! Then I'm sorry, but I'll say it again: you'll win the election the moment Rothschild falls."

“Even if Rothschild falls the day before the election is announced, I can make you take over legitimately. I said that, and I would say it even if Jesus came.”

Meng Chuan said firmly.

Trump stared wide-eyed in shock, looking at Meng Chuan in disbelief.

How could Meng Chuan manage to do that even the day before the announcement?

This statement didn't sound credible at all, but it came from Meng Chuan's mouth.

For some reason, Trump began to waver.

Perhaps, Meng Chuan really can do it.

However, how to bring Rothschild down is a problem that is giving Trump a headache...