America is in control

Chapter 40 He is like a king waiting for his ministers to come to see him.

Manhattan, New York, Four Seasons Hotel, banquet hall.

Gorgeous crystal lamps cast bright light, making the entire banquet hall look magnificent.

The waiters going back and forth, the guests chatting quietly, and the melodious saxophone music made Liu Jiang relax instantly.

Brandon led him through the well-dressed crowd towards the center of the hall.

There stood an old white man of medium height and slightly fat.

He has a large hooked nose on his face and a sarcomatous black mole under his left eye.

The old white man's figure was a little stooped, and he was listening to the whispers of the guests beside him.

The small eyes were slightly squinted, and occasionally there was a glimmer of light.

Brandon and Liu Jiang stood not far from the old white man, patiently waiting for each other's call.

Not long after, the old white man and the guests beside him ended their conversation.

He looked around and his eyes fell on Brandon and General Liu.

The old white man raised his head slightly to signal, and Brandon quickly walked to him with General Liu.

On the way to the Four Seasons Hotel, Liu will learn information about this big shot from Brandon.

The old white man's name is Bob Arum, Brandon's uncle.

Liu Jiang had a vague impression of this name, and after recalling it carefully, he suddenly realized it.

This man was actually a boxing promoter in his previous life, Zou Shiming, after he switched to professional boxing.

But then the two had a falling out and it made the news.

I deliberately learned about this person's information online.

This Bob Arum is not simple!
He is the founder and CEO of Top Rank Promotions and is a true god of the modern sport of boxing.

From September 1976 to the present, he has promoted more than a thousand professional boxing matches.

Nearly 300 of these were world title fights.

There are countless boxers under his banner, including Muhammad Ali, George Foreman, Pacquiao, De La Hoya and many other boxing champions.

Bob is an Orthodox Jew who was born in New York and raised in the Crown Heights area.

As a youth, Bob studied at Harvard Law School and joined the U.S. Department of Justice as a lawyer after graduation.

He was once deeply involved in the assassination of senior partner Louis Niese by Meszon.

Bob not only escaped from this maelstrom, but also turned around and became a boxing promoter.

This incident alone shows how unfathomable his abilities and connections are.

This person has great or small influence in the American Jewish Public Affairs Committee, the United States Department of Justice, the WBO (World Boxing Organization), major media and even Wall Street.

This is simply a golden thigh!

When he came to the old white man Bob, Liu Jiang acted a little reserved, which was intentional on his part.

Bob's behavior was well summarized on the Internet in his previous life.

This person likes to support underachievers and discover and cultivate potential seedlings.

While respecting the contract, he also resents people and things that break the rules, and despises boxers who squander their talents and lack self-discipline.

Whether or not this is true, it doesn’t hurt to try it yourself.

"Boy, you don't look like the majestic champion in the boxing ring now!"

Bob smiled and joked towards General Liu.

"I didn't expect you to meet me. This is unbelievable! I actually met the best boxing promoter in the world."

Admiration was mixed with deep admiration. General Liu controlled his expression very well, and his tone even had a slight vibrato.

The smile on Bob's face grew stronger, and he suddenly stretched out his right hand and patted General Liu's shoulder.

"I haven't seen an outstanding young man like you for a long time. I hope you can join the big family of Top Promotion Company. I look forward to seeing you!"

Liu Jiang looked flattered, and his body trembled slightly. "It's my pleasure! Dear CEO."

"Hahaha! You kid"

Bob's retracted right hand nodded towards General Liu again, and he even laughed out loud.

Liu Jiang wanted to continue to get close to the other party, but suddenly he felt someone tugging at the corner of his clothes.

He understood and bowed slightly to Bob, imitating the guest just now.

Then he and Brandon turned around and left.

Immediately afterwards, the next guest quickly came to Bob's side and communicated with him in a low voice.

Liu Jiang and Brandon came to a long table filled with all kinds of delicacies.

Brandon suddenly snapped his fingers, and a waiter in a tuxedo came over carrying a plate.

“Champagne, thank you”

He said something to the waiter, and then turned to look at General Liu.

Liu Jiang quickly waved to the other party, and then said to the waiter: "Please give me a glass of water, thank you."

After the waiter left, the two of them chatted wordlessly while holding goblets.

"John, it's good that you are very self-disciplined. Please keep it up. My uncle hates people who squander their talents."

A hint of appreciation flashed in Brandon's eyes, and he seemed very satisfied with General Liu's performance.

"Brandon, didn't I have a good chat with your uncle just now? Why did you remind me to leave?"

Liu Jiang asked about his doubts.

Taking a sip of the champagne in his hand, Brandon smiled and said, "My uncle's schedule is very tight. As a newcomer, you only have two minutes to communicate with him. This is all arranged in advance."

"However, you performed well just now. I haven't seen him smile so happily for a long time!"

"Is this a big shot in the upper echelons of America?"

Liu Jiang took a sip of water to moisten his hot throat.

"What if that's not the case? What do you think a big shot would be like?"

Looking at each other with interest, Brandon's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning.

"Your uncle is like a king, waiting for his ministers to come forward one by one."

Liu Jiang did not answer this question directly, but made a vivid metaphor.

Brandon smiled and didn't continue the topic.

He suddenly turned his head and looked around, as if looking for a target.

Brandon's eyes finally fell on a graceful red-haired beauty.

"John, please feel free, I have to go talk to a friend."

"If you have nothing to do later, please don't disturb me, you know!"

"As for the signing, let's talk about it after tonight, okay?"

After saying these words quickly, Brandon walked towards the red-haired beauty with champagne in hand without waiting for General Liu to respond.

"You are not a son of a man! You don't take me with you when you pick up girls. Are you afraid that I will steal the spotlight? I wish you happiness tonight for only three seconds!"

General Liu cursed Brandon secretly while looking at the long table beside him.

He suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten anything all day except breakfast.

This is not possible!

The body is the capital of revolution. Even though I have abundant capital, I cannot do this.

If you can make up for it a little bit, please!

Liu Jiang began to pick out the food he could eat along the long table.

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