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Meanwhile, Chen Jiajun has already begun authorizing Silva to carry out operations in the United States.

The primary target is this church.

Although his resume is very simple, it seems there's not much to dig out.

But who is Silva? He was once a candidate for 007, a legendary agent who single-handedly turned MI6 upside down.

He had almost taken control of the entire MI6 intelligence organization back then, so even though the other party was a high-ranking CIA official, it was only a challenge for Silva.

After several days of investigation, Silva finally responded.

Barney and Christmas happened to be returning from Warinna Island as well.

Chen Jiajun happened to call a few people over for a meeting.

Barney reported his findings directly to Chen Jiajun: "I discovered that the church's plan to send us to deal with the island's warlords was a ruse; their real target was this guy!"

Barney handed the photos to Chen Jiajun and continued, "We discovered that the actual controller of this island isn't the general, but this guy! The general is more like his puppet!"

"All we know so far is that this guy is American, and that's all we know!"

Silva glanced at the photo, sneered, and said, "James Monroe! A former CIA agent, now running a drug smuggling operation with General Garza!"

Upon hearing Silva's words, Barney was stunned: "What? He's a former CIA agent!"

Silva sneered, "What's so strange about that? Isn't that how the CIA always does things?"

Barney had nothing to say about this.

Christmas chimed in, "But they all belong to the CIA, so why would they suddenly turn against us and ask us to kill this guy?"

Silva said calmly, "Didn't you hear what I just said? This James Monroe is working with General Garza on a drug smuggling operation! Don't you know that these South American drug lords are the CIA's moneybags?"

Christmas suddenly realized, but then he thought of something else and said with a look of horror, "So that means the big boss killed Pablo, and that's why that bastard is causing us trouble?"

"I suppose so!" Silva said calmly. "As far as I know, the church doesn't have the authority to send special forces to take this guy out. It must be related to factional disputes within the CIA!"

"That's why we specifically sought you out to make this a commission. Once this guy dies, the church will throw you out as scapegoats!"

Christmas was immediately enraged: "That damn bald guy, he's fucking insidious!"

Chen Jiajun, resting his chin on his hand, said, "The situation is now very clear. The church plans to eliminate other factions within the CIA and wants us to be enemies with them!"

"Whether we do it or not, we'll both be in trouble!" Barney said, sounding a bit of a headache.
Silva then suddenly smiled slyly and said, "That's not necessarily true. We have a third option!"

"Huh?" Barney asked in surprise, "What other options are there?"

Silva laughed and said, "Drive James Monroe off Wallina Island and give the fighting back to them!"

“But the matter isn’t resolved yet. As long as we don’t kill this guy, the church will still come after us.” Barney looked at Silva with confusion.

Silva calmly replied, "That depends on your abilities. If you can persuade General Garza to stand on our side and expose what the CIA is doing on Wallina Island, putting the CIA in the spotlight, they won't have time to bother us."

Upon hearing Silva's plan, Barney and Christmas's eyes lit up.

However, they soon had another headache: "But this General Garza might not be so easy to persuade, right?"

Silva smiled and said, "Barney, weren't you having a pleasant chat with General Garza's daughter?"

“Garza’s daughter?” Barney was stunned. “Who is she?”

“Sandra! Your guide on your trip to Valinna Island!” Silva said with a smile.

"She's General Garza's daughter?" Barney said in shock. "But I remember her saying her parents were dead!"

Silva chuckled: "If there were no father-daughter relationship, why do you think she, a woman, would have the right to take the two of you around the island?"

Silva laughed and said, "Now it's up to you. If you can handle Sandra, the CIA will be in big trouble! At the very least, it will cause some internal strife within them."

Upon hearing Silva's words, Christmas couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He really couldn't imagine what it would be like for Barney to use his good looks to seduce someone.

Barney yelled angrily at Christmas, "Shut up!"

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh anymore!" Christmas quickly waved his hand and said.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll send someone with you to talk to General Garza."

Hearing Chen Jiajun say that, Barney finally felt relieved.

But he couldn't help asking, "Will this really work?"

Silva laughed and said, "I guarantee it will work. Once the CIA is thrown into chaos, our chance to retaliate will come."

"Wait a minute?" Christmas interrupted their conversation, looking at Silva with disbelief. "That's the CIA! You're thinking of retaliating?"

Silva said dismissively, "What's so strange about it? It's not the first time!"

"Isn't this the first time?" Christmas's tone became sharp.

Silva said calmly, "Our boss raided more than a dozen CIA contact points in Macau and killed nearly thirty CIA agents."

"Hiss!" Now, forget about Christmas, even Barney couldn't help but gasp.

No wonder Chen Jiajun wasn't surprised at all when he heard that the CIA was behind this, and even seemed somewhat eager to get involved.

It turns out they had already clashed with the CIA.

The fact that someone who can stand up to the CIA can still live such a carefree life and even expand his business to the United States suggests that Chen Jiajun's influence is far greater than they imagine.

Chen Jiajun waved his hand and said, "Alright, don't make a fuss over such a small matter. Get back to work!"

Barney and Christmas stood up: "Got it, boss!"

Since Chen Jiajun wasn't afraid, they were even less afraid.

They are mercenaries, used to a life of danger, so what if they are facing the CIA?
Barney had long disliked the church's arrogant attitude.

As for Chen Jiajun, he needs to go with Cao Weicai to meet with people from the California consortium.

……

El Selito Avenue, San Francisco Bay Area.

In front of a huge estate called "Western White House".

Chen Jiajun and Cao Weicai were invited inside by the housekeeper.

What Chen Jiajun didn't expect was that Cao Weicai brought him to meet Giannini, the current chairman of the California consortium.

This old man, a descendant of Italian immigrants, founded the Bank of Italy, the predecessor of the current National Trust Savings Bank of the Americas.

During World War II, this old man made a fortune from the war, which brought him huge profits.

However, this period of prosperity was short-lived. Due to a loss in a power struggle, the largest voting power of Bank of America was now controlled by the Morgan and Citibank consortiums.

Although this old man founded Bank of America, he no longer has any say in the business.

Even so, Chen Jiajun still dared not underestimate this descendant of Italian immigrants.

So she asked Cao Weicai in a low voice, "How did you get connected to this line?"

Cao Weicai spread his hands and said, "I don't know either. It was Chiannini who took the initiative to come and see us."

After Cao Weicai made several contacts with the California consortium, he didn't expect that they were also quite interested in Chen Jiajun.

It's not just Titan Group under Chen Jiajun's control, but also his several investments in the United States.

In particular, Intel and the recently discovered Yahu have both received extraordinary returns, which has attracted a lot of attention. We arrived at a garden in the estate's tour bus.

Chen Jiajun saw an old man dressed in casual clothes tending to the grape trellis.

"Sir, our guest has arrived." The butler said this to Chiannini before taking his leave.

The old man turned around, gave a kind smile, and said, "Please have a seat, gentlemen!"

"Hello, Mr. Chiannini!" Cao Weicai greeted the old man with a smile, "This is my boss, Chen Jiajun!"

Chen Jiajun extended his hand and shook hands with the old man. The old man smiled and said, "Mr. Chen is much younger than I imagined. To be able to build such a great career from scratch at such a young age, I didn't have your abilities back then."

Chen Jiajun humbly replied, "You flatter me!"

After sitting down, the old man said to Chen Jiajun, "I heard that Mr. Chen is planning to make a big splash in San Francisco?"

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "San Francisco has Silicon Valley, which is an investment paradise for me!"

The old man nodded and said, "Mr. Chen's vision is indeed sharp. Intel, a company that was on the verge of bankruptcy, actually turned the tide after receiving your investment!"

Intel's recent trend is indeed quite remarkable. After six consecutive months of losses, under the leadership of President Andy, it has made a remarkable comeback.

In just one year, Intel has turned a profit, achieving a net profit of $52 billion and sales of $210 billion.

This record is already quite remarkable.

In addition, there's Yahu, which recently went public and whose stock is being snapped up by Wall Street.

No matter how low-key Chen Jiajun is, he will still be remembered.

America is a society that highly values ​​success.

Consecutive successes can resolve many important issues.

For example, the admission ticket that Chen Jiajun had always wanted.

Chiannini didn't waste any words and went straight to Chen Jiajun, saying, "Mr. Chen, I won't keep you in suspense any longer. I heard that you gave up some of your shares in Yahu to Goldman Sachs. I wonder if there's any opportunity for us to cooperate?"

There are already players in Inter, and it's too late for Chiannini to get in now.

Although Chen Jiajun is the largest private shareholder, many people are optimistic about Inter, and the ship is already full.

So he settled for second best and chose Ya Hu.

After all, Chen Jiajun's investment acumen and his United Aerospace Capital team are quite capable.

Chen Jiajun immediately smiled and said, "It would be wonderful if you could join us!"

Chen Jiajun knew that with Ya Hu's current size, it was not yet at the level to attract the attention of the California consortium.

This investment was likely Giannini's own idea.

However, this old man is, after all, the chairman of the California Consortium, and being able to establish a relationship with him would be of great help in joining the California Consortium later.

However, this matter cannot be rushed; haste makes waste.

Finally, after negotiations between the two parties, Chen Jiajun relinquished another 8% of the shares.

Chiannini had a very good impression of Chen Jiajun and invited Chen Jiajun and Cao Weicai to dinner.

After leaving the "Western White House," it was already getting dark.

The two called a driver to take them back to the hotel.

"Shouldn't we get a house here too?" Chen Jiajun said, stroking his chin.

Although staying in a hotel is convenient, and there are people to help with tidying up.

However, the privacy is always a bit lacking.

Moreover, it must be said that he was quite taken aback by Chiannini's luxurious "Western White House" today.

Cao Weicai said with a smile, "Getting one is fine too, anyway I think the real estate prices here will continue to rise!"

Chen Jiajun nodded and said, "Okay, then go and contact a real estate agent for me. I'll go take a look later!"

Cao Weicai nodded, and after dropping Chen Jiajun off at the hotel, he had his driver take him home.

As Chen Jiajun entered the hotel lobby, he heard an argument.

Turning around, I saw a bald, fat man harassing a beautiful woman; their relationship seemed rather complicated.

When Chen Jiajun saw this woman, he felt a strange sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

However, he had met many people, so he didn't pay too much attention.

As I stepped into the elevator and was about to return to my suite, a hand blocked the elevator door.

Then Chen Jiajun saw the bald, fat man from before, with his arm around a woman, walk into the elevator.

The bald, fat man seemed to have drunk quite a bit; the beautiful woman was almost drunk and was being helped into the elevator by the bald man.

Upon seeing Chen Jiajun and Dumu, the bald man completely ignored them and began to grope the woman.

Although the woman was almost drunk, she had not completely lost consciousness.

She fought back fiercely against the bald man's groping hands.

But for a woman, this seems somewhat futile.

The bald man chuckled strangely, "Little model from Italy, I advise you to serve me well tonight. Maybe I'll take pity on you and take you to Hollywood to broaden your horizons!"

The girl pushed the man hard, but when she couldn't move him, she cried out to Chen Jiajun for help: "Help...help me! I...don't know this man!"

Upon hearing the woman's cry for help, Chen Jiajun was caught off guard.

The bald man glared fiercely at Chen Jiajun and said, "You yellow-skinned monkey, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, or you'll regret it!"

Chen Jiajun had seen this kind of rotten stuff many times before, so he was used to it.

He had absolutely no intention of playing the "hero to save the damsel in distress" role.

However, this bald man had a foul mouth, and Chen Jiajun felt he had to teach him a lesson.

"Dum, wake this bastard up!" Chen Jiajun said coldly.

It was only then that the drunken bald man noticed that Chen Jiajun was accompanied by a burly man who was over two meters tall.

He looked at Doom with a horrified expression, about to say something.

However, his head was grabbed by Doom's large, fan-like hand, and he made intimate contact with the elevator wall.

It was as if they were holding a rag and cleaning the elevator.

The bald man was a coward; he passed out before Doom could torment him for long.

"Throw him out!" Chen Jiajun saw the elevator stop at a floor and then told Doom to throw the bald man out.

Doom scratched his head and pointed at the woman who could barely stand, saying, "What about her?"

Chen Jiajun sighed: "Find a guest room for her to sleep in for the night, and send him away tomorrow morning!"

Although the woman was quite attractive, Chen Jiajun had no intention of "picking up a corpse" (taking advantage of someone who is sexually assaulted).

Helping the woman was purely an act of charity. (End of Chapter)