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In reality, as long as Jordan leaves that illicit money in Apple City, no one can stop him from going wherever he wants. Of course, the prerequisite is that he needs to leave discreetly and remain anonymous.

The woman nodded slightly, indicating that was the meaning.

Naomi now sees that money that brought her endless trouble as a jinx, and she'd be more than willing to give it up to live a good life with a man.

"No, I earned that money through hard work, I can't give it up..." Having tasted the sweetness of money, how could Jordan possibly be willing to go back to the hard life he used to live?

However, just as he was getting emotional, he happened to catch a glimpse of his girlfriend gently touching her stomach.

A thought flashed through his mind, and Jordan asked uncertainly, "You're pregnant?"

"Hmm~"

The woman responded with a slightly sweet expression.

Chapter 407 Choice

"I'm going to be a father... I should have noticed sooner..." The arrival of the new life filled Jordan with immense joy; he hadn't been this happy in a long time.

"When did this happen?" After his initial excitement, Jordan went to his girlfriend's side. Looking at her slightly protruding belly, the man felt a little flustered.

“It’s been a month already.” Naomi smiled at the man’s dazed expression, then asked, “So, would you like to come live with me in the countryside? We can have a simple wedding there, and then wait for the baby to be born…”

Clearly, the woman was already dreaming of the future, a simple and happy life.

"This..." Faced with the woman's hopeful gaze, Jordan was speechless.

Faced with the choice between family and wealth, the man was caught in a dilemma.

Just a month ago, Jordan was frantically planning to transfer his assets.

God knows how much pressure that woman was under back then, but now it's good that someone is sharing the burden.

"Ding-ding-ding-ring...ring-ring...ring-ring..."

Just as Jordan was struggling with his decision, the landline rang.

The sound woke the man.

It's important to know that ever since Jordan was targeted by the IRS and other relevant departments, his home phone has been tapped 24/7.

Normally, no one would make this call.

"Who could it be?" Jordan walked toward the landline, puzzled.

"King Corporation... Mike wants to see me..."

Jordan certainly hadn't forgotten the handsome young man who had attended Caroline's party with him.

But times have changed. Now he is embroiled in trouble, while the other party has become a rising star on Wall Street.

"Okay, I'll be there in a bit."

After hanging up the phone, Jordan still looked puzzled. He had only met Mike once, and their relationship wasn't close.

It's really puzzling when the other party asks to meet at this time.

Yes, the call just now was from Chris on Wall Street, conveying Mike's request to meet.

"Naomi, let's talk about what happened before when I get back..." Jordan, his mind racing with wild guesses, walked out while tying his tie.

Outside, as the luxury car drove toward Wall Street, two vans immediately followed behind, making no attempt to conceal themselves.

Jordan, who was driving a luxury car ahead, frowned involuntarily when he saw the scene behind him in the rearview mirror.

Just as Naomi said, the level of surveillance on me is getting heavier and heavier.

This reveals that people in departments like the IRS and FBL are also running out of patience.

This is very bad news for Jordan.

……

Inside the Wall Street building, Mike, accompanied by Chris, met with the group's current management team.

Apart from Jesse, all the other faces were unfamiliar, and they all looked very young, with the oldest being no more than forty years old.

It is a vibrant and energetic team.

After learning more about the team's basic business capabilities, Mike expressed his approval of Chris's work during this period.

After all, most of these people were talents that Chris poached from elsewhere in the month or so after Mike relinquished power.

It's fair to say that the efficiency is incredibly high.

After inspecting the group's management team, Mike offered them a few words of encouragement and reiterated the company's welfare system, emphasizing that it prioritizes ability over seniority—the more you work, the more you earn.

Having won the "loyalty" of these people, Mike leisurely returned to his private office, awaiting the arrival of his guests.

Not long after, Jordan, who had rushed out of his house, arrived at Wall Street, which he had been away from for a long time.

Yes, after making a fortune in the stock market, Jordan moved out of Wall Street long ago to avoid being harassed by investors who had suffered losses.

Returning to the place where his "dream" began, he felt somewhat disoriented.

However, Jordan, who is known as the Wolf of Wall Street, blended into the atmosphere after tidying up his appearance.

"Mike, congratulations. You've become a rising star on Wall Street, and now you have your own space." Jordan entered the luxurious private office with a "sincere" smile on his face.

Before he got into trouble, this guy's greatest skill was dealing with rich people.

Mike, who now owns a luxurious private office on Wall Street and whose company occupies almost an entire floor, is undoubtedly a wealthy man in his own eyes.

"Give me one~" Mike, with an expensive cigar in his mouth, casually tossed one to Jordan.

This stuff is very popular on Wall Street; it's as if you can't prove you're rich if you don't have one in your mouth.

Mike didn't really understand this trend!

Chris was already prepared to go ahead with it, but out of curiosity, he decided to give it a try.

"An authentic Cuban cigar, very rich in flavor~" Jordan took the cigar, smelled it, and continued, "It would be even better with a glass of fine red wine."

It's elegant, isn't it?

Mike understood what he meant, smiled, and gave Chris a look.

The latter went straight to the wine rack in the office and picked out a bottle of 82 Lafite.

Before long, Jordan, with a cigar in one hand and a glass of red wine in the other, visibly relaxed as he puffed on the cigarette.

Although his behavior and attire were very proper before, he still gave people a very tired feeling.

He's not even twenty-five yet, but he has such a gloomy and listless demeanor.

It's much better now; at least it looks natural, like a living, breathing person.

On the other side, Mike, sitting in his boss's chair, put down his cigar and sipped his red wine, leisurely observing the man below.

It had only been a little over two months since I last saw him, but the man seemed to have aged ten years, not only in his appearance but also in his demeanor.

It's clear how much suffering the other person has endured during this period.

"Is it worth it?" Mike asked, looking at the man who had clearly gained weight.

Compared to his slightly youthful and handsome appearance a few months ago, he seems to have passed his prime and turned into a "cured meat".

“It’s not a matter of whether it was worth it or not, at least I enjoyed it.” Jordan put down his cigar and wine glass, turned to stare at Mike, and asked, “What’s your purpose in calling me here this time? Do you want to see me make a fool of myself? Or do you want to humiliate me…”

"No, I don't think you'd be that bored. So, tell me your purpose."

Although they had only met once, Jordan could sense that the other person was not the kind of "scoundrel".

Therefore, he chose to be the first to lay his cards on the table.

"Join the King Group, and I'll help you handle things outside. Of course, you might not be able to keep much of that ill-gotten wealth you've accumulated..." It's so easy to talk to smart people. Mike said directly, "I can give you three days to consider. During this time, the King Group's doors will be open for you at any time."

However, it only lasts for three days.

If the other party hasn't come to terms with it by the deadline, Mike won't interfere further.

Talented? Can he be better than Michael?

Therefore, in his view, talent also comes with a price.

"Join the Kings Group?" Jordan never expected that the purpose of the other party calling him here was to recruit him.

He had heard a lot about the King Group's strong momentum on Wall Street; what kind of talent could such a sunrise company not find?

Why would you choose someone like yourself, someone with a terrible reputation on Wall Street?

Jordan was a little confused, but after calming down, he quickly realized that this might be an opportunity for him.

If he had been single and alone before finding out his girlfriend was pregnant, he probably wouldn't have cherished this opportunity.

But now the situation is different. Jordan has more things to consider, such as family and career.

The reason he was unwilling to give up the money and go to the countryside to live in anonymity was because once he did so, he would never be able to find his identity again, and naturally he would not be able to work in the financial field.

That situation is even more terrifying than being an unregistered resident.

Now, Mike has given him a better option.

Money is not a problem; as long as there is a platform to showcase his abilities, Jordan believes he still has the ability to "make a comeback."

Chapter 408 Company Prospects

From God's perspective, Jordan actually had no shortage of earning power; given the opportunity, he could quickly rise to prominence.

The reason he has ended up in this situation is simply because he lacks a broad perspective and the ability to make necessary choices.

Fortunately, what Mike has no shortage of is a strategic vision; what he lacks are capable generals who can help him fight and make money.

You can never have too many people like this.

Therefore, in his view, Jordan was definitely his "chosen worker".

“There’s still plenty of time. You can go back and think about it slowly.” Mike naturally didn’t mind being a little more patient with the chosen worker.

"No, I've made up my mind. I'm willing to join your Kings Group." Jordan, having quickly weighed the pros and cons, made the right choice.

Then, he asked with concern, "How are you going to resolve my troubles? The people from the IRS and FBL are not easy to deal with."

There are some sayings circulating about these two departments. For example: You can offend the president, but you can't owe the IRS money.

Furthermore, if the FBL wants to investigate someone, information such as how many times that person went to the toilet that day will be placed on the FBL's desk.

While such rumors may be somewhat exaggerated, they do illustrate the remarkable capabilities of these two departments.

Jordan, who was harassed by these two departments to the point of being unable to live a normal life during this period, has a lot to say about this.

Then, under Jordan's suspicious gaze, Mike dialed a number.

“A Wall Street economic fraudster? Let me think about who to contact…” A middle-aged man’s voice came through the phone: “Oh, right, Patrick happens to be an FBL agent in charge of these kinds of cases. I’ll give you his contact information, write it down…”

The person Mike is talking to is Mickey Kellaway, the detective who previously led the hunt for the "Green-Faced Man".

That mission caused quite a stir, and in the end, it was Mike who helped the NYPD clean up the mess. It's not unreasonable to collect some interest from Inspector Mickey now.

Soon, Mike dialed the phone again.

“The person Mickey introduced… Mike…”

The person on the phone sounded a little unhappy. You have to understand, connections with the FBL aren't something just anyone can pull off.

'Mike? Who is this guy?'

If the other party hadn't said that the number was given by his acquaintance Mickey, Patrick would have hung up long ago.

But soon, the FBL agent recalled his friend Mickey's experience and had a bold idea.

'Mike... Agent M... the Man in Black...'

Yes, the NYPD who participated in the mission against vampires a few days ago did not have their memories erased afterward.

As a result, the mysterious organization known as the Men in Black has come to light and become a hot topic among police officers.

Patrick knew his friend's rigid personality; the other person wasn't the type to easily let people use their connections.

This is combined with the legend of the "Men in Black" that the other party had mentioned when they were "bragging" to themselves in private.

"Are you the Man in Black?" Patrick asked, a little excited after guessing the answer.

That's the man in black who handled the "Green-faced Monster" and "Vampire" incidents.