Chapter 592

The next day, early morning.

Neon's most noisy and prosperous central hinterland, next door to the Imperial Palace of Neon People, is a rare quiet place in Tokyo, in the reception room of Itamae State Guesthouse.

Mitsui Fuyuko secretly yawned, opened her beautiful eyes which were covered with cosmetics, but could not hide the dark circles. Wearing a beautiful and elegant kimono, she sat half-kneeling on the ground, facing the two most important people in her life. man shows neon so-called tea ceremony.

In fact, neither she nor the two men in front of her were paying attention to her tea ceremony at this time.

"Ah, this should be the best Assam black tea in India! Although we drink less in Neon, the taste is indeed very unique. I can feel the high mountains, snow peaks and tropical atmosphere. The smell of the jungle~"

After taking a sip of the tea brewed by Mitsui Fuyuko, he realized that the tea was the Indian black tea brought by Abel. Mitsui Suki praised it with a deliberate smile.

Abel smiled and took a sip as well. He didn't taste the smell of mountain running water or tropical jungle, he just felt that the quality was good and not bitter.

However, this tea is indeed produced in the Assam region of India. It is the product of the Manohari Tea Plantation "jointly operated" by Abel and Lord Charlie Faulkner, the Minister of the House of Lords in London.

Two years ago, in order to obtain the ownership of Rolls-Royce cars from BMW and Volkswagen, Abel found a way to take the upper-class route in the UK.

Let the British highest court, the House of Lords, rule that the German acquisition is not valid and is an illegal acquisition.

That would make it easier for him and Rolls-Royce to deal with Volkswagen and BMW from behind.

As the Lord Minister of the British House of Lords, Lord Charlie Faulkner can be simply understood as the Chief Justice of the British Supreme Court.

Charlie Faulkner was not familiar with Abel, so of course he couldn't help him for no reason. After all, it's not like the Germans have little foundation on the British side.

They also have many connections, and there is resistance to what Lord Charlie Faulkner wants to do.

However, in the end, His Excellency was still motivated to help Abel.

The Manohari tea plantation in Assam and the securities worth more than 3 million pounds in the accounts of three leather bag companies in London were the real motivations for Lord Charlie Faulkner to work so hard.

But I have to say that the Faulkner family seems to be really capable of running plantations.

As expected of a family that started a plantation back then.

The Manohari Tea Garden, which was half-dead when Abel bought it, actually made some achievements after running it for them for two years.

Relying on the quality of the tea and the influence of Lord Charlie Faulkner, Abel may also have some credit for the brand name.

Nowadays, the tea produced by Manohari Tea Garden is very popular among the upper classes in London. It is said that it is also pursued by rich people in several other European countries.

As the owner of 49.9% of Manohari's shares, Abel certainly doesn't have to go out of his way to buy this kind of tea.

In the past two years, whenever new tea was produced, Lord Charlie Faulkner would send some of the best ones over for Abel to taste. The two of them had always been in contact, and they were considered good friends.

Dear Lord Faulkner, he is one of the investors of Smith Capital (UK) and Smith Capital New York headquarters.

Well, just like his queen.

"If Mr. Mitsui likes it, I can give you some. Dongzi, pack half of it for Mr. Mitsui later. This is Manohari black tea, which is very popular in London and Europe now."

Abel put down the exquisite neon tea ceremony cup and said casually to Mitsui Fuyuko.

Neon people have always been friendly to foreigners, so Abel thought that specifically pointing out this kind of tea is now very popular among the upper class in Europe. Perhaps he can also open up sales channels for Lord Charlie Faulkner in Asia, create a higher profile, and bring the tea garden to the forefront. Tea is more expensive.

Although due to limited production and style, no matter how expensive or good the product is, I estimate that I can get an extra one to two million US dollars a year.

But Abel was still happy to do just a few words.

Sure enough, after hearing that this high-quality tea was now very popular in Europe and London, Mitsui Suki couldn't help but pick up the tea cup he had put down and taste it again.

Mitsui Fuyuko even whispered from the side: "Father, it is indeed the case. This is Manohari black tea, which is now very famous in Europe. It sells for 10,500 pounds per pound in Harrods department store in London. Its smell is fragrant and elegant, especially with... It has a grape aroma and a delicate and soft taste, making it very difficult to buy."

Abel couldn't help but take another look at her and felt that this girl was really interesting. Now even in front of her father, her "butt" would try to sit on his side, really trying hard to create the kind of "butt" she said. "Marry a chicken and follow the chicken, marry a dog and follow the dog".

Is this helping him promote the tea from his tea garden?

Well, when her father leaves, she must be rewarded well.

What's the reward? Just reward her with one, two, or three children named Smith.

The Mitsui father and daughter still don't know what someone's evil thoughts are at this time.

Mitsui Suki didn't know what his daughter was thinking. He immediately smiled and said:

"It is indeed very high-quality. Thank you very much Mr. Smith! I won't refuse, but I will definitely let the wealthy locals in Nihong also taste the elegant fragrance of this high-quality tea."

"Then let me first thank Mr. Mitsui on behalf of Lord Charlie Faulkner. Oh, Lord Faulkner is a good friend of mine and the owner of the Manohari Tea Garden. By the way, he is also a Lord Chancellor in London and a A count." Abel smiled casually.

Mitsui Suki's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but glance at his daughter, thinking that his choice was indeed the right one.

The American man in front of me is indeed very prominent. A casual friend is one of the top nobles in the UK, and he is the kind of noble with real power. This is really not the energy that ordinary oligarchs can have.

He really deserves to be Abel Smith, he thought, and just wanted to be polite to Abel again.

Unexpectedly, Abel's slightly smiling expression disappeared and became serious.

"Mr. Mitsui, I dislike Mitsui Takaki very much. He makes me a little embarrassed among my American friends. Morgan and Rockefeller are probably laughing at me for being ignorant. This feeling makes me very uncomfortable. "

Mitsui Suki was stunned. This powerful figure in the Mitsui family really didn't expect Abel to be so direct.

He received a call from his daughter that morning. She asked him to come here and said that Abel Smith wanted to see him.

But specifically why she wanted to see him, her daughter didn't say anything on the phone. Mitsui Suki called back later, but she didn't answer.

He could only arrive at Itamae State Guesthouse with some trepidation and drink the Assam black tea his daughter made for him.

The discussion on black tea had just ended, and Abel directly brought up this topic that shocked him.

For a moment, he really didn't know how to connect, so he subconsciously looked at his daughter, hoping that Mitsui Fuyuko could give him some hints.

But Mitsui Fuyuko herself was actually a little confused. She did secretly persuade Abel to deal with Mitsui Takaki last night.

But didn't Abel say that all these matters would be left to her to handle, and that he would only provide resources?

Why would she say such words directly to her father now?

She couldn't figure it out herself, so naturally she couldn't give her father a reminder.

Mitsui Suki, who didn't understand the situation, thought that it was really the water thrown by the married daughter, not the married daughter.

Gritting his teeth, he was about to reply tactfully when he saw Abel continue lazily:

"I have asked Furukawa Ichibei to find Mitsui Takaki. I just want to ask you now, Mr. Mitsui. Are you interested in taking over the leadership of the Mitsui Zaibatsu after your brother is imprisoned for crimes? If so. If so, I think other members of the Mitsui family will definitely support you. Are you right? Dongzi, you are also a member of the Mitsui family, will you support Mr. Mitsui, right?"

Mitsui Suki was really brainstorming crazily now. He came over happily in the morning, but he didn't expect that Abel would throw him such a super bomb that surprised and delighted him.

This "bomb" made Mitsui Suki a little confused.

Fortunately, Abel didn't want Mitsui and his daughter to guess. He continued: "I have decided to do this. I will discuss it with those old guys later. From now on, Mitsui will be my ally on Neon. As for Sumitomo, Furong, and Mitsubishi, leave it to them. Now that I have become Dongzi's husband, I think they will definitely agree."

After all, Mitsui Suki is not an ordinary person, and he has lived in the United States for a long time, so he understands the situation in the United States better than other members of the Mitsui family.

Now he finally understood what Abel meant.

After understanding it, I felt surprised, happy, and a little uncomfortable.

The surprise, of course, is that he is expected to replace his brother Mitsui Takaki as the head and head of the Mitsui Zaibatsu, becoming one of Neon's top chaebols.

I feel uncomfortable in my heart, but I feel sad that my brother is such a high-ranking neon chaebol leader. Even if the Americans want to take him down, it will not be too difficult.

Let's put it this way, Mitsui Suki feels that their neon is just a big pigsty for Americans.

These chaebols are the pig raisers in the pigsty or the kings of fat pigs. They each allocate a part of the pigs in the pigsty to raise.

Now a new ruthless character has appeared among the owners of the pigsty. He is dissatisfied with his own interests in the neon pigsty and wants to seize more interests in the neon pigsty.

But the pig farmers in the pig pen ignored his request under the instruction of those old guys.

Now he is determined to fight or compromise with the owners of other pig pens, so as to obtain the ownership of a part of the pigs in the pig pens, and at the same time replace the pig farmers of these pigs...

Mitsui Suki feels that even if the pig farmers disagree. The other owners of the pigsty will most likely compromise and agree in the end.

Because if they don't agree, the ruthless person among the owners will act ruthlessly. At worst, the pig pen will be damaged and the pigs in the pig pen will suffer heavy losses.

The owners can't eat good pork.

Compared with this kind of loss, now it is just a matter of changing a pig farmer and transferring a part of the profits in the pig pen to him.

Then the original owners will most likely still be willing.

After all, compared to not being able to eat pork, it is acceptable to eat a little less, or to change the taste of pork.

It only took Mitsui Suki a dozen seconds to figure this out.

Seeing Abel's increasingly impatient expression, he made up his mind and said decisively: "Of course, of course I am willing. And in fact, my brother has done too many illegal things. He should have been punished long ago. This is He deserves it. And I will follow him to ensure the smooth transition of the Mitsui family and Mitsui Zaibatsu!"

"Ha~ This is really good." Abel laughed, satisfied with Dongzi's father's decisiveness.

"Then you should have some criminal evidence of Mitsui Takaki? I think Mr. Furukawa Ichibei will need this. Maybe you can provide him with some help?"

Mitsui Suki understood that he had to surrender his name.

"Hi, of course, I'll get it ready and send it over right away!"