It's just that his face is a little ugly.

It is not an easy task to detect intelligence from Arman's mouth.

After thinking for a long time, Blake finally decided to try.

Regardless of the result, you have to try it.

"Dad, what did Mitchell say?"

Aside, seeing Blake put down his cell phone, Holler hurried up and asked.

"Let's explore Arman's tone."

"If you are sure that Arman knows the plan, it is changing at that time."

"Until now, everything is business as usual."

Blake said helplessly.

"this…"

Hearing Blake's words, Holler wanted to say something, but opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't speak.

Want to inquire about intelligence from Arman's mouth.

difficult!

It's as hard as it gets to the sky.

But what can he do?

He caused the misfortune, and even if it was in trouble, he had to bite the bullet and push it forward.

"Huh~"

Holler exhaled and said with a serious face: "Dad, I'm going to find Arman now."

While talking, Rothschild Holler was about to push the door and leave.

"and many more…"

At this moment, Blake suddenly stopped him.

Holler goes to Arman, isn't that just a meat delivery?

Don't talk about searching for information, even you have to get in.

"I go…"

While talking, Blake pushed the door out.

Although Holler's age is much older than Arman!

But in front of Arman, he was still too tender.

To deal with Arman, he still has to go out in person.

U.S., Rockefeller Manor...

Mitchell put down the phone, and at this moment, a bright smile appeared on his face.

Originally, in Mitchell's plan, he was going to find time to reveal the news of the "offensive industry" to Arman.

This is a complicated project.

If it is too easy, it is easy to cause Arman's suspicion.

But if the secrecy is too good, Arman will not be able to find out.

But it's better now, there is no need for him to reveal it.

Holler has directly told Arman the news.

This saves Mitchell a lot of effort.

"Now, Arman must be dispatching troops and pour all resources into industry, right?"

At this point, Mitchell's face showed a bright smile.

If Arman does this, then he is in his arms!

"Tingling bell~"

At this moment, a rapid bell rang.

Take a look, it's an unfamiliar number.

Who is it?

Mitchell hesitated for a moment, then pressed the answer button.

"Hello. Hello, who..."

Mitchell asked.

"Hello, old Mitchells, I'm Lawrs..."

There was a burst of angry male voice on the phone.

Lawrs?

Mitchell's eyes narrowed all at once.

He is no stranger to Lawrs.

His position in the Rothschild family is not low.

And most importantly, he and Arman are very close.

What did he ask himself for suddenly?

Although he was puzzled, Mitchell still had a faint smile on his face.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, Mr. Lawers is polite, I am not an old man now."

Mitchell responded with a smile.

"Old Mitchell, look at what you said."

"In my mind, you will always be the elder of the Rothschild family."

Lawles smiled and said.

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