Invasion of America

Chapter 13 Lawyer
"Wait...Victor, you've confused me. Where did you get tens or hundreds of billions of dollars?" Jennifer became more and more confused on the phone.

Zhou Qingfeng hummed heavily, "Remember the Powerball jackpot from a month ago?"

"Of course I remember," Jennifer replied.

"The lottery ticket is in my hand." Zhou Qingfeng said it lightly, but this sentence was like a blockbuster bomb, which made the person on the other end of the phone dizzy.

"What?" Jennifer exclaimed, "Lottery? What big prize did you win?"

"First prize."

"What jackpot?" Jennifer kept asking as if she had amnesia.

"It's the jackpot for Powerball."

The line seemed to go dead, and then a scream erupted, "Oh my God, you lucky bastard. How big was the jackpot?"

"Two billion two hundred thirty-seven million six hundred and fifty thousand U.S. dollars." Zhou Qingfeng remembered this number clearly.

The connection was disconnected again, and there was no sound for a while.

"Jennifer, are you still there?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"I feel a little dizzy and need to take it easy. Where are you?" Jennifer's voice was a little weak, as if she had experienced a huge psychological shock.

"In downtown Miami, 14621 Lake Oak Road."

"What the hell is that place?"

"It's the Miami District Lottery office. I've already met with the supervisor there to confirm the ticket's validity.

But getting this big prize requires signing a bunch of legal documents. I don't like the lawyer the office recommended to me, but I can't find a better one."

Zhou Qingfeng finally said helplessly: "Besides, this lottery is related to a murder case, and the FBI has already intervened in the investigation. I urgently need a good lawyer, or a law firm team.

Although we have known each other for a short time, I think that as a wealthy girl, you should remain calm and be able to give some useful advice..."

"Fuck You, Victor. Do you know what you're saying?" Jennifer's unladylike voice, full of shock, came from the phone.

"Who said I could remain calm? My family is already very wealthy, but all our assets combined only amount to over two billion dollars."

"Oh my god, did you hook up with Lady Luck?"

"You little bastard! My family has worked hard for generations to have such wealth. You're young, single, and rich. I want to pounce on you!"

Finally, Jennifer remembered the most important point. "Wait. You said you messed with the FBI? Wow, you really need a good lawyer."
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Baitan High School, school clinic.

Several high school boys crowded at the door, each holding their crotch with exaggerated expressions of pain on their faces, as if they had just experienced a "tragic" accident.

Their excuses were all the same - "the physical education activities were too intense and caused injuries to private parts", and they hoped that Jennifer, the school doctor, would check it out personally.

The number of people coming today is much smaller than before. There were more people queuing before, and if it was straightened, it could circle half a circle of the playground.

Jennifer, the school nurse, often doesn't come to work. Today, she finally came, and there was immediately a line at the door.

However, the door of the school clinic was closed, and a few soft curses could be faintly heard from inside, but the words were unclear and could not be heard clearly.

After a while, the closed door suddenly opened.

Jennifer took off her white uniform, stepped out in high heels, and walked out with a fragrant breeze. She stood at the door, her eyes sweeping over the pretentious boys, and said sarcastically:

"Idiots, I'm here to relax, I'm not interested in observing whether your penis and balls are swollen, crooked, twisted, or broken.

I'm done with this now. Go get a checkup with Dr. Hope. She'll take care of your physical health. And good luck to you!"

There are two examination rooms in the school clinic. In addition to Jennifer, there is also a tall and strong Dr. Hope, who is also a woman.

Dr. Hope called out in a muffled voice, "All right, boys, come over here. Let me see if your little cutie still works properly."

More than a dozen boys suddenly turned pale. They had just been "full of pain" and in urgent need of treatment, but they ran away in the blink of an eye, as if Dr. Hope's treatment room was the entrance to hell.
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Jennifer walked out of the school and casually called her father, "Dad, are you free now?"

On the other end of the line was the top-floor office of Pioneer Holdings in downtown Miami.

An elderly father was in a meeting at the company. After answering the phone, he left the meeting room full of his subordinates and asked with concern, "Sweetheart, how was your vacation in Baitan Town?"

"It's pretty normal. There are just as many naughty kids here as in the city, and they're even more rude. But there's one thing that's quite surprising, and I'd like to get your opinion on it."

The old father straightened himself up. "Is this a serious matter?"

"Somewhat serious."

"you are pregnant?"

"of course not."

"Made new friends?"

"That's it."

"Are your new friends in trouble?"

"It's quite a big trouble."

For some reason, Jennifer wanted to recreate the scene where Zhou Qingfeng informed her of the winning news - it was really fun to create a thunderous surprise.

"Baby, are you in trouble?"

"Not really. He asked me for help, and I can only consult you."

The old father breathed a sigh of relief and became more interested. "Is it a boy?"

"of course."

“Is sexual kink normal?”

"Why do you ask about this?"

"Does he use drugs? Does he have tattoos? What are his political leanings? What's his attitude toward relationships?"

Jennifer was speechless and could only emphasize, "Dad, that kid is only eighteen years old. He's from across the ocean and is an international student studying at White Beach High School."

"Just an adult? It's a little young indeed."

The old father was a little disappointed, his interest had greatly decreased, and his tone was obviously much lazier.

"Okay, I'm a little overly sensitive. I thought you'd be bored in a small town in the suburbs, but it seems you can still make friends.

I didn't expect it was just a high school student. I'm glad you can relate to young people. So what's wrong with your friend?"

"He won 2.23765 billion US dollars." When Jennifer said this string of numbers, did she realize what would happen next?
really
After a moment of silence, the old father's surprised voice came from the phone, "What the fuck?!"

Jennifer rolled her eyes, thinking that she must have been similarly out of control when she was talking to Victor on the phone.

"Dad, calm down."

"Calm down? Of course I'm calm. But I want to know what happened?"

"It's simple. Did you know that the Powerball lottery won an unprecedented jackpot a month ago?" "You know, so what? It's all over the media, and it's linked to a multi-death murder case, and that lottery ticket is nowhere to be found."

“Now that the ticket has turned up, a guy I know named Victor is going to the district lottery office in Miami to claim his prize.

The lottery office has notified the FBI, and he is in big trouble, so he asked me for help, hoping I can recommend a suitable lawyer to him."

The old father was silenced and didn't speak for a long time.

"Dad, are you listening?"

"I'm listening." In front of all his subordinates, the old father took a deep breath. He waved his hand to signal the temporary end of the meeting, but the company's legal director stayed.

"More than two billion dollars? I suddenly feel that an eighteen-year-old boy is not too young. He is only four or five years younger than you.

He's still very immature, isn't he? That's not a flaw, it's a strength. Accompany a boy as he grows, and he'll repay you with his whole life.

It's not impossible for foreigners to speak like that. Dad, I'm not racist.

If your friend values ​​family, doesn't take drugs, doesn't drink, doesn't party all the time, and has above-average moral standards, I think it's acceptable."

Jennifer was going crazy. "Dad, can you please be serious?"

"Seriously? I'm serious.

The case and the lottery are two different things.

If the FBI can't convict that guy, he can get more than $1 billion in cash at once. This is free-flowing cash!
Many large companies have assets worth tens of billions or even hundreds of billions of dollars, but they cannot even provide $100 million in working capital on their books. If their capital chain is broken, they will go bankrupt.

Any young man with a billion-dollar fortune, as long as he's not too stupid, is eligible to marry into our family."

Jennifer rolled her eyes.

"How's your relationship, kid?"

"I can't say I know him that well. Perhaps he came to me for advice because our interests were not related.

Besides, he should have some feelings for me and consider me a friend. Of course, with a billion dollars in cash, he will never lack the opposite sex in the future.

Although there are many wealthy people these days, there are only more than 3,000 people in the world with a net worth of over US$1 billion on the public rich list.

The United States accounts for about 600 to 700 percent of them.

Anyone who can come up with a billion dollars in cash should not be underestimated; their friendship is invaluable.

Even if Zhou Qingfeng is involved in a crime now, as long as he doesn't act like a fool, he can easily become a member of the upper class.

After all, anyone who possesses huge wealth cannot be spotless.

"Jennifer, go find your friend and don't let him sign any documents. Protect him and try to help him and deepen our friendship.

I will ask Mr. Baker to send someone over immediately, or maybe he will go there himself. After all, he is a billion-dollar client.

Also, send me the boy's identity information, I'm interested in him."

After a brief exchange with his legal director, Jeff Connolly, chairman of Pioneer Holdings Group, displayed the normal demeanor of an industry elite.

Pioneer Holdings specializes in venture capital and has shares in many industries including healthcare, IT, real estate, tourism, and semiconductors.

This is an octopus-like listed venture capital company, embedded in every corner of the U.S. economy, with a total market value of over 10 billion U.S. dollars.

Although Pioneer Holdings is not a giant in the industry, it has extensive connections.

Jeff Connolly owns 20% of the group's shares and is a wealthy man with an annual income of over 100 million US dollars.

Although he couldn't predict what the kid named Victor would bring to him, as a tycoon who had been in the business world for decades, the old father didn't mind extending an olive branch to him.
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At the Miami District Lottery Office, 'Old White Man' Richard was becoming increasingly uneasy because Zhou Qingfeng sat on the sofa after making a phone call and ignored everyone.

Richard didn't think he was greedy. He just wanted to build a good relationship with the overly young Asian boy and obtain his authorization to set up a trust fund.

In recent years, many wealthy people from across the ocean have felt the chill and chosen to transfer their assets to Europe and the United States.

However, after breaking away from the roots of their motherland, these once powerful people will lose their protection and will quickly lose their original connections. They can only hire local lawyers to set up family trust funds for themselves.

In order to be a rentier, they are willing to pay 20 or even 30 percent to launder their assets.

Richard had handled several similar asset transfer cases, and each time he had made a killing. The moment he saw Zhou Qingfeng, he immediately considered him a similarly lucrative client.

Florida allows a trust fund to collect lottery prizes, thereby hiding the actual winners behind the scenes.

As long as he could obtain Zhou Qingfeng's authorization, Richard was confident that he could use the complicated legal system of the United States to take a big bite out of his trust fund and take away at least two or three hundred million US dollars.

As for the 'bar lottery' case, that's even more amazing.

It would be best if the FBI put that guy in jail after the foundation is established. Then whoever controls the foundation can squander billions of dollars at will.

But... too impatient.

Zhou Qingfeng, a foreigner, came alone to receive the award. He had no relatives around him, let alone a lawyer or financial advisor.

This guy looks like an ordinary guy, probably a stand-in who showed up to receive the award.

Richard was careless for a moment and thought he could easily control the other party - but the boy was very alert and showed strong resistance from the beginning and did not buy it at all.

"regret."

"Maybe I should be more approachable."

"Why did this damn Chinese kid take away over a billion dollars?"

"Is there any way to stop this guy? Otherwise I'm going to watch a big piece of fat fly away."
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Zhou Qingfeng called Jennifer at ten o'clock in the morning.

Before twelve o'clock, a helicopter with roaring rotors hovered over the lawn of the lottery office and slowly landed.

The words "Smith & Baker" law firm are printed on the fuselage.

Seventy-eight-year-old Baker Hughes, one of the founders of the law firm, stretched out a cane and slowly walked down the cabin, limping.

Because of a car accident when he was young, old Baker has been unable to move around easily for many years, but there is an innate indifference on his face.

He has experienced countless battles in legal affairs, honing his ruthless and precise character and abilities, and is considered a legend in the industry.

Behind him followed two young lawyers from other firms, dressed in exquisite suits and moving in unison, their aura of descending from the sky unparalleled.

Jennifer also showed up, wearing a black suit, which seemed to match the solemn occasion, but also seemed to be excited to watch the fun.

The presence of Old Baker put the lottery office staff at a disadvantage. His sharp gaze swept across everyone present, as if he could see through their hearts.

No one dared to step forward, and they just made way for the legendary lawyer. He walked to the office front desk and coldly introduced himself:
"My name is Baker Hughes, and I'm a lawyer. I'm here to meet my client on a commission. Where's that guy who won the lottery?"

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