Reborn in America: Starting as a California Resident

At 10:48 p.m. on May 20, 1979, Henry Getty boarded a special plane back to the United States under the tight protection of both the American and the Isle of England.

Before stepping onto the gangway, he glanced back at this land brimming with opportunities, his heart filled with感慨 (gǎnkǎi, deep feelings) about his recent experiences.

A few days ago, through the introduction of Xiang Qian, the former leader of the Sun Yee On triad, Henry had a brief but fruitful conversation with Chen Qili, the eldest brother of the Bamboo Union gang on the island.

Based on their shared business interests, the two parties decided to join forces to develop the arcade game market and jointly establish an arcade game distribution company called "Kezhu Electronics".

This company has a similar equity structure to Hong Kong's Kexin Electronics, aiming to leverage the strengths of both companies to quickly capture the market.

Chen Qili patted his chest and assured Henry, "Mr. Getty, please rest assured, although I, Chen Qili, am a rough man, my word is as good as water spilled, and I will never go back on my word."

Before we arrived, we had already drafted a plan for the initial shipment of goods (four thousand arcade machines – two thousand American Blocks and two thousand Pac-Man machines).

His men are already prepared at various popular locations on the island, ready to quickly expand into the market as soon as the goods arrive.

Now, as time goes by, the sci-fi arcade game, just as Chen Qili promised, has successfully started a hot sale on the island.

To date, including the few remaining 4,000 arcade machines sold on the island, the sci-fi arcade has actually received production orders for more than 22,000 units (6,000 in Hong Kong and 12,000 in Southeast Asia).

Sales revenue successfully exceeded HK$200 million.

Even after deducting production costs, the net profit reached 0.45 small target.

And if we add the 51% profit share from the future distribution company...

It can only be said that Henry's month-long trip to Asia was truly worthwhile!

Henry has now escaped the financial predicament caused by his all-in investment in silver futures.

Speaking of this, it's worth mentioning that the influence of the Sun Yee On triad in Southeast Asia is truly extraordinary;

They were able to deploy sci-fi arcade machines on a large scale in casinos and gray areas of Southeast Asia in just one month.

Henry was truly astonished by this speed and efficiency.

He secretly estimated that even if he used the Getty family name and devoted all his efforts to building a similar distribution network in Southeast Asia, it would probably take several months to a year. (And that's assuming regional political factors aren't a factor; if they aren't...)

Moreover, with the successful promotion of sci-fi arcade games in Southeast Asia, it has also begun to attract the attention of investors from all over the world.

Henry received investment inquiries from Europe, the Americas, and even Australia, all expressing strong interest in becoming distribution agents in their respective regions.

But Henry was not in a hurry to agree to any cooperation proposal.

In his plan, the selection of arcade game distributors in the future will no longer be as simple as just looking at whether they can make money;

This is just the first step he's taken to connect with powerful families and forces.

He plans to gradually leverage this connection to work with various parties to build a global gaming and entertainment empire.

"Mike, is my mom back?"

After successfully boarding, Henry went straight to his private lounge to rest.

After a long flight of fifteen or sixteen hours, the plane finally landed at Los Angeles International Airport at 10:07 a.m. on the 21st, Los Angeles time.

Once the plane had come to a complete stop, Henry descended the gangway under the close protection of eighteen bodyguards.

Stepping out of the bustling airport, the first thing that catches the eye is a few men in dark suits standing next to the tarmac.

Without needing to look closely, Henry immediately recognized their true identities—his mother's personal bodyguard team.

The person in the lead was a white man named Mike Smith, who was the security chief for George's faction.

Although he is now thirty-two years old, he still maintains a strong physique and his short hair is meticulously trimmed.

The reason we hadn't seen him recently was because he was responsible for the safety of Henry's mother and had traveled with her.

Now that he had spotted Mike, Henry had a rough idea of ​​where his mother was.

The subsequent response was exactly as he had anticipated;

Mike Smith smiled and nodded slightly, his voice steady and clear: "Yes, Mr. Henry, Madam is waiting for your return in the car."

"Okay, thanks for your hard work, Mike."

Henry silently nodded, then shook hands with Mike in a friendly manner.

He strode over to a red Fleetwood Limousine surrounded by a convoy of black Cadillacs.

This is his mother's private vehicle. Apart from the different body color, the configuration is almost identical to that of the presidential vehicle, including reinforced armor, bulletproof glass, and emergency oxygen system.

As he casually opened the left rear door of the vehicle, an elegant lady, still possessing a captivating charm, once again came into view;

Although she was in her early forties, time seemed to have been exceptionally kind to her. Not only was her skin well-maintained, delicate and smooth, but she also had a head of meticulously styled blonde hair.

Wearing an elegant cream-colored suit, paired with a collector's item pearl necklace, earrings, and a nine-carat pink diamond ring, every move she made exuded the classic charm unique to upper-class American ladies of the 70s.

If it weren't for the occasional sharp glint in her eyes, you would hardly guess that she is an elite woman who has experienced countless social occasions and business decisions.

As Henry stepped into the car, she put down the confidential documents in her hand, looked up and smiled, a warm smile full of maternal love.

"Welcome home, Henry."

"Oh, Mom!"

I miss you so much!

Do you know?

Your trip made me miss the days when you were at home so much.

Henry bent down and kissed his mother's hand, a way of expressing respect and love passed down through generations in their family.

His mother, Gloria, gently stroked his blond hair, her voice full of love: "I miss you very much too, Henry."

You look more mature and confident than when you left.

"Yes, Mom, I've really learned a lot from this experience..."

After the hand-kissing ceremony, Henry began to tell Gloria about his experiences on the island and his recent achievements, his words filled with passion and hope.

Gloria then began to recount some of her experiences in Europe, as well as some interesting artists and collectors she met.

As the car slowly drove away from the airport, the early morning sunlight in Los Angeles streamed through the windows, bathing the car on its way home in a golden glow.

The friendly conversation between the two filled the car with laughter, bringing back the atmosphere of motherly love and filial piety.

"Um?

"Mom, aren't we just going straight home?"