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Blake?

Mitchell froze for a moment, and then took down the answer button.

"Mitchell, tell me about your plan."

Before Mitchell could speak, Blake's voice was already on the phone.

plan?

Hearing Blake's words, a faint smile appeared on Mitchell's face.

He knew that Blake, this guy, was still reluctant to quit in the end.

"Blake, it's like this..."

The corner of Mitchell's mouth raised slightly, and he briefly said what happened.

Of course, what he was talking about was not about the secrets of Mingxiu plank roads.

It was a rhetoric re-arranged by him and John Rockefeller.

The meaning is also very simple, take manufacturing as the base point, and then use the point to break the surface to wipe out the Rothschild family's business.

Industry!

Mitchell's goal is industry!

Phoo~

Hearing Mitchell's words, Blake let out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, he called and asked, otherwise, he would have missed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Although the proportion of industry in the Rothschild family is not large, it is not small.

If it can severely damage the Rothschild family's industry, it can also have a big impact.

And more importantly, the industrial strength of the Rothschild family is relatively weak and it is easier to break through.

"Mitchell, you have this plan, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Blake said complainingly.

Say it earlier?

Uh…

He wanted to say it earlier.

But the problem is, Blake didn't give him a chance at all.

He hadn't even come and explained the reason for the arrangement, but Blake directly hung up the phone, and who would he talk to.

"Ha ha…"

"Blake, I want to talk, but the problem is, if you don't say anything, you just hang up the phone. Who can I talk to?"

Mitchell said in a bad tone.

"Uh…"

Blake was stunned, then smiled awkwardly, and said: "Misunderstandings, misunderstandings, all misunderstandings."

"Mitchell, didn't I think you changed your plan, and didn't tell me, a little angry?"

"now what?"

"Now I'm out of anger!"

"It's fine." Mitchell waved his hand, not paying attention, and said: "Blake, since the anger is gone, let's talk about the next thing next."

When things get here, it's just the beginning, not the end.

There are still many tasks on Blake.

He must make an in-depth investigation of the industrial intelligence of the Rothschild family and guide Arman's gaze.

Create suitable opportunities for them.

Only in this way can they severely damage the Rothschild family in one fell swoop.

"Mitchell, just tell me what you want me to do."

"As long as I can do it, I will never refuse!"

Blake patted his chest and said seriously.

This time, he was not sloppy, he was serious.

"In this way, Blake, you first secretly investigate and investigate the financial situation of the Rothschild family business."

Mitchell said.

"Mitchell, don't worry, I must find out everything."

Blake nodded immediately and agreed: "But..."

"But what?"

"Next time, if you have any action, tell me in advance."

"My heart can't stand it at my age."

Mitchell: "..."

He said it as if he knew in advance...