Chapter 111

At Fort Worth Dallas Airport, Abel sat in the back seat of a Cadillac Escalade, in the middle of a group of cars coming to pick him up. The Escalade is one of Cadillac's most successful flagship models and is currently the most recognized SUV by Americans. The last time he came back, he took the F350. But in reality, the F350 is only very average in terms of comfort. It's a premium utility bike, a little better than the F150 but not much better. After two previous failures, this time Abel decided not to drive the F350 anymore. The vehicle was not suitable for the terrain of Sunny Mountain Farm and other places he would visit next time. Just let the bodyguards buy a few more cars here in advance. For the foreseeable future, I'll be driving Cadillacs and Lincolns around town. If you need to get out of town, head straight to Escalade. Compared to last time, his team this time has more people and vehicles. There are five cars in total. Two F350s, a Land Rover, a Toyota Sequoia and his own Cadillac Escalade. The small accident last time made him value safety more. This time we directly organized such a large convoy, two of which were even armed to the highest level allowed by Texas law. Mainly as a precaution, Stone Security also sent a group of people ahead. Turns out it's used to protect the boss. The convoy did not stop at the airport but quickly headed towards Fort Worth. In downtown Fort Worth, Abel found Alexander's office. As for the father, we knew he was coming. Alexander and Dwayne are waiting for him in the office. David Jones, who was here a few days ago. ran to the airport early to meet his boss. And I sat in the back compartment of the Escalade with the boss. On the way I introduced things here to Abel. "Good afternoon, Mr. Devine. And dad." After seeing the two, Abel smiled and waved to them. Dwyane was very polite, he was originally sitting drinking coffee. Seeing Abel coming, they even stood up. Alexander did not, he just greeted his son and continued drinking coffee. "Open? Colombia? Please give me another cup. "Abel rudely approached his father, took his cup of coffee, smelled it, smiled and spoke frankly. Alexander ignored him, but there was a bodyguard who worked next to Alexander for several days. She smiled and went to make coffee for her boss. "Has the New York case been resolved?" Alexander spoke softly after Abel sat down across from him. Abel nodded: "Small things are good." Dwayne smiled and watched the interaction between father and son. A moment later, seeing that the two were no longer talking, a current Tarrant district councilor said: "Abel, I have good news for you. Alexander won big in the last election." United States, until the general election. When it comes to elections in a certain area of ​​the city, everyone likes them and there are corresponding media outlets to conduct opinion polls. Public opinion polls of this type are often a way for the media to play tricks to attract attention. But sometimes, it also symbolizes the possible outcome of the election. "OH?" Abel smiled and asked: "What great victory?" Election season hasn't even started yet. "The investigation shows that." Devine said with a smile: "Alexander's approval rating, in the first poll, was 63%! "GOOD." » Abel said smiling. "Indeed, this is good news, news worth celebrating." After watching the two talk, Alexander suddenly said: "Alex invited you to Houston, he has something to ask you." Abel, who was talking to Dwayne, heard what he said and stopped. He looked at his father and saw that he was also looking at him. "What is the problem?" » Abel said gently. "Don't you know what you did in New York?" Alexander lowered his voice: "I was shocked to hear my father say that. Abel shrugged: "Don't worry, it's just a meeting, it won't hurt. I trust you, it can be very useful to you." Dwayne did not understand the meaning of the conversation between father and son. Little did he know that what Abel and Alexander were discussing at that moment was no longer about the election in Tarrant County. Dwayne didn't understand, so he could only look at father and son with a smile on his face. "Alex said the same thing, otherwise I would have given up this time." Alexander said with relief, looking at Abel. Abel couldn't help but shake his head. It seems that the Texas Group really has great influence back home. Even his father reacted very strongly when he found out. "Don't worry, Alexander, I have my own measurements." He said seriously. Seeing his son like that, Alexander finally ended the subject. The three then discussed the election in Tarrant County. Basically, keep it going," Devine said. Alexander is stable this time. Because no competitor can match it in every aspect of the vehicle. Abel wondered if he could get along with these old people this time. Alexander's side is really stable. Before that, it was difficult to say whether it was stable or not. Waiting for four o'clock in the afternoon, Abel directly asked to leave. "I plan to return to Smith Ranch and leave for Houston tomorrow." "Dad, do you want to come home with me?" Alexander nodded: "I haven't been back for a week. I'm on my way, let's go." Father and son said goodbye to Dwayne and left the office. Alexander was sitting in Abel's Escalade and the team quickly disappeared from Devine's sight. Looking into the distance, one of the current Tarrant district councilors couldn't help but shake his head... "Oh, how wonderful it would be if I had a son like that." Mountain climbing, in the back compartment. When father and son were alone, Alexander looked at his young son. He still couldn't help but say: "Abel, are you really okay?" Texas Corporation, otherwise very good. But in Texas and some Southern states, the impact is truly reaching every corner. That's because I know how terrible it is, even for the character Alexander. At this time I also felt a bit worried. "What's the problem? Dad, have you heard about Peter Lynch and Buffett?" Abel said. "Buffett has it and you see it a lot in the news. Peter Lynch doesn't have it, but I remember it sounding like Buffett. Both were wealthy Yankees. » "That's it." Abel said, "We're from Texas. We thought I had the same potential as those two and they wanted me as a cash cow." "THEREFORE." "As long as I can help them make money, then I am the most important treasure in their hearts." After hearing this, Alexander was silent for a while. Then he patted his son on the shoulder and said: "But I don't like it very much. Boy, why don't we go back to the Smith farm, it's a mess out there." Seeing Alexander say that, this time it was Abel's turn to be stunned. He looked at his father's worried face, about the years, the era and the traces the sun left in his homeland. A few seconds later, Abel gently sighed. Then his tone became resolute: "Dad, I know what you're worried about, I also know you care about me. But I also hope you believe me, I won't be a dog. Even then, I will always be their leader, even their master! I don't know exactly what to tell you, but that's it. That's why I came back last time and asked for your help. You know what I mean, Dad. " "I didn't understand before, but now I understand," Alexander said. "only one." "Can I really do this?" "Of course!" Abel said firmly: "Look at Ly Can, before he was just an actor. CURRENTLY? He is one of the most talented leaders in American history. » "What actors can do, dad can't do? You don't want to be ridiculed by your son, do you? Dear dad." "Um" Alexander was speechless. "That's it." Abel patted his father's shoulder, smiled and said: "Something important has happened, let's go home and gather the buffalo together." Alexander patted Abel's hand, ignoring his smiling son. For the rest of the journey, Alexander chose to sleep. Abel looked out the window, shocked. Before the sun set over the horizon, the group returned to Smith Farm. Emily received the news early and when the convoy appeared, she ran to meet her husband and son. When the car was parked, Abel directly pushed Alexander with great force, pushing the person behind him down. were all pushed down and Alexander suddenly woke up. Then he jumped straight out of the car, smiled at Emily and hugged his mother. "FXXK! I was dreaming about Marilyn Monroe and you woke me up!" Emily hugged her son, looked at her husband cursing, then got out of the car, smiling extremely happily. That night, Abel again ate the Texas dinner his mother had prepared. After dinner, Petit Jean and his son Jean IV arrived. Alexander wondered, "What is the matter with them?" "They should come find me," Emily said, walking out of the kitchen and gathering her things. I asked them to come find me tonight. "What is the problem?" Alexander asked: "What is this?" Emily nodded and pressed the automatic door opener on the outermost door of Smith Manor to let John and his son in. I said here to father and son: "That's the Mexican wolf." "Mexican wolf? Abel asked: "What happened to them?" A Mexican wolf, Abel is no longer a stranger. It must be said that farmers in the American South are no strangers to this wild animal. The Mexican wolf is a subspecies of the gray wolf, a predator at the top of the food chain and often operates in groups. They are distributed mainly in the mountains of the southwestern United States and northwestern Mexico. They are also the largest member of the wild dog family in the world. This herd of wild animals is one of the most troublesome "pests" for rural farmers in Texas and several other neighboring states. They pose a much greater threat than coyotes. The size of two coyotes is no larger than a Mexican wolf. They attack livestock and prefer to attack young animals. Both the size and habits of the groups. Even for humans, meeting them is sometimes difficult. Unless you have a gun in hand and your marksmanship is good, you can't be too timid. After a hundred or two hundred years, this type of wild animal was hunted down and killed. Among them, the Texas wolf, which is almost the same species as the Mexican wolf, was declared extinct several decades ago. Killed by Texans. It's just that in the past ten years, with the rise of the concept of animal protection. They found a new life, the group grew stronger and once again became a "plague" for farmers. It's not easy to talk to farmers in rural Texas. In addition, Texas has its own law: killing this animal is not illegal. This is why farmers often join hands. When they found traces of these "pests" nearby, they worked together to clean up and destroy as many as possible. Just like people regularly kill wolves every year. Faced with doubt from her son and husband, Emily said: "Have you heard of the wolves of Druid Peak?" Abel absentmindedly shook his head. He had only heard of Druid, not Druid Peak. Are the wolves at Druid Peak a pack of wolves turned into monks? Obviously not, Alexander nodded and said, "You mean, Little John and the others are about to exterminate the wolves at Druid Peak?" "Exactly." "The Druid Peak Wolf Pack is the name given to this wolf pack in the press. There appear to be over 30 adult Mexican wolves, the largest number ever recorded," Emily explained to her son. "So the stakes were higher and the neighboring farmers banded together. Everyone shot people and hired a few hunters to kill them all or chase them away." "GOOD." Abel nodded, he understood. Another typical Texas group event, a group of guys go out and kill wolves. This is probably one of the rare joys in the boring life of American farmers. No less interesting, every year many attractive competitions are also held. Like mud fights, cowboy gunfights, moving rocks, moving tires, imitating the sound of the wind with your armpits, spitting out watermelon seeds, and picking up pig feet, etc. Boring or interesting competitions. At this moment, Petit Jean and his son entered. Little John was Alexander's godson, although he was only fifteen years younger than Alexander. If it weren't for Abel being born quite late, only 9 years older than John, Tieu's youngest son. It is estimated that he will also become the godfather of his youngest son John Jr. After all, it is scandalous for a nine-year-old to be the godfather of a newborn. It's done. If you want to blame, blame Alexander for marrying late and having children late. Just like John Jr.'s father, John is Alex's godson. To put it bluntly, John's family is the most trustworthy family in the Smith family. (end of this chapter)