Rebuild SCP to Save the World

The man walked out of the exchange quickly, waiting for the driver on the side of the road to have started the vehicle and waited for the man to get on the bus.

The vehicle quickly left here, heading for the wealthiest district in Washington.

He who pretended to be an old man naturally recognized the person. It seemed that he had noticed something and asked for help. The timing was right. It seemed that luck was on my side.

Hei didn't care about that person's departure, and officially started this round of investment.

That is, stripping that person's net worth.

......

After a while,

The man who didn't realize that he was going to be a pauper finally rushed to the skyscraper he was backing.

Rockefeller Third Building.

The name of the backer is like the name of this skyscraper, the Rockefeller Consortium.

As one of the ten largest consortiums in the Eagle Nation, Rockefeller's strength has expanded extremely, controlling numerous resources.

It can be said that the top ten consortiums are Eagle Country.

When he came to the downstairs of this building, the man couldn't help but swallowed. Rockefeller was not a friendly name.

After hesitating, the man walked in.

The security at the door did not stop him, and entered the building smoothly, and the man went straight to the front desk.

"Hello, how can I help you." The beautiful blonde girl at the front desk said with an impeccable smile.

"Hello, I want to know Mr. Dylan Rockefeller's secretary, is Mr. Josh Simpson there."

"May I ask you are......"

"Daniel Defoe."

"Okay, Mr. Defoe, I'll contact you. Please come to the side and rest for a while." The blonde recorded it, got up and bowed to Daniel before leaving the seat, and entered the room behind her.

"Trouble." Daniel breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the tie around his neck, looking for a seat.

As soon as he sat down and took off his jacket, a man who was also dressed in a suit came over with a plate.

The words on the nameplate indicated that he was a butler hired by the Rockefeller Foundation.

"Sir, please feel free to tell us if you need it."

Well, Daniel nodded kindly at the butler as a result of the water handed over by the butler, and continued to wait patiently.

Soon after, the blonde came out from behind, came to Daniel, leaned over and said,

"Mr. Daniel Defoe. You can go to Conference Room No. 2 on the tenth floor. Mr. Josh Simpson will be there to see you soon."

"Okay." Daniel picked up his jacket, thanked him in a gentleman manner, and walked to the elevator.

At the elevator entrance, an elevator girl kindly helped press the elevator, whispering reminders.

It's really the life of the upper class society of capitalism.

That's how it is said, but both the Daniel and Rockefeller families are called upper-class people, but the gap between them is still like ants and elephants.

On the tenth floor, the originally quiet building became quieter, with only a few people walking in the corridor.

Daniel followed the sign on the door and found Conference Room 2. Before Daniel opened the door, the door was automatically opened from the inside.

Each meeting room is composed of two rooms, the rest area outside, and the actual meeting room inside.

And each rest area is equipped with an exclusive butler to provide services.

"Is it Mr. Daniel."

"it's me."

The butler glanced at Daniel without leaving a trace, and confirmed Daniel's identity.

"Mr. Daniel, Mr. Josh Simpson is already inside."

"Ah, well, I'll go in right away."

The butler smiled and stepped aside and put Daniel in.

After helping Daniel to open the door of the meeting room, the housekeeper stared at the door.

Seeing that there was no one around, the butler stretched his hand to his waist, adjusted the position of the holster, and kept smiling, continuing to perform the duties of a butler.

......

When Daniel entered the conference room, he saw Josh Simpson sitting closest to him.

"Mr. Simpson, I'm sorry to disturb you."

Daniel stretched out his hand two steps forward.

Josh stood up and shook hands with Daniel, and said at the same time: "Then, Mr. Defoe, is there anything going on here this time?"

"Well, I have encountered some difficulties in my recent operations. I hope Mr. Dylan Rockefeller can lend a hand."

Daniel didn't go around the corner, and directly explained his purpose.

Josh didn't directly refuse such abrupt request. He lowered his head and thought about it, and said to Daniel:

"Um... As the tenth son of the Rockefeller family, Lord Dylan can certainly help. I think, Mr. Daniel, you don't have a big problem, right."

"Yes, this can actually be an investment, sir, I hope I can take this opportunity to go further, and I will definitely give it back."

That's right, what Daniel said in the exchange is bullshit. How could he come to Rockefeller because of that little thing? Even in Daniel's eyes, this is an opportunity to expand his capital.

Daniel was full of lies there, but this is not like Daniel alone, everyone is like this, so the gamblers who have dreams are here, and there are not even scum left to be chewed.

"Then, Mr. Daniel, let's have a specific chat."

When Josh said this, he meant it was done.

Daniel was overjoyed, sat down immediately, took out the contract he had prepared long ago, and discussed with Josh.

Two hours later,

Daniel and Josh walked out of the conference room, with smiles on their faces, and it seemed that they had reached an agreement.

"Mr. Daniel, I look forward to the good news from you."

"Let your good words." Daniel was very happy and shook his hand with Josh, controlling his smile.

But suddenly,

Daniel's cell phone rang.

Daniel's brow furrowed. He had already turned off his cell phone for this meeting, except for very urgent situations to call in.

Realizing what happened, Daniel took out the phone with an apologetic expression.

Josh didn't care at all, and kindly signaled that Daniel could answer the phone first.

Daniel came to the side and picked up the phone.

After hearing the news on the phone, Daniel's face gradually solidified, lost his smile, and froze in place.

Then, losing strength in his hand, the phone fell from his hand and hit the ground.

"What's wrong, Mr. Daniel, do you need me to do something for you."

Josh kept smiling and took a step closer to Daniel.

But Daniel was still digesting the news he had just received without saying a word.

At this time, Josh's cell phone also rang, and Josh naturally answered the call.

There was also a new message on the other end of the phone, about Daniel.

After hanging up the phone, Josh patted Daniel on the shoulder with regret.

"Mr. Daniel, I'm sorry, but I think our cooperation can be terminated, you can leave."

After all, Josh flung his sleeves and left, leaving Daniel still in place and dare not accept the reality.