In the United States, there are two streets that are famous all over the world.

One is Wall Street on the island of Manhattan in New York, and the other is K Street in Washington, D.C.

Since several of the country's most influential lobbying organizations and think tanks are headquartered here, it is often referred to as the "lobbying street" or "the fourth largest department of the U.S. government", and even many countries have public relations departments such as "second embassies" here. And many major events that have happened in history, as well as major events that are about to happen in the international community, are also closely related here.

Lawrence, who was sitting in the office on the corner of K Street, with the phone in his hand, nodded.

“…… Is that what the president said? ”

"Okay, I got it."

After a few brief words, Lawrence hung up the phone and handed it to his assistant, who was standing next to him.

Sitting across from him, watching Lawrence finish the call, Woods raised his eyebrows curiously and asked.

"Is it convenient to ask a question?"

"Just ask."

"It was ...... who just called you"

"Chief of Staff."

Chief of Staff!

Woods' pupils constricted slightly as he sat on the couch.

It's not uncommon to be able to hook up with the chief of staff, and ExxonMobil has the energy, but let the chief of staff personally call him to report on the progress......

Thinking of this, Woods also smashed his tongue.

It's no wonder that these vampires always make the right choices, just the channels for getting information, and the ordinary investment bank managers who watch the news to gather intelligence, are not on the same heavyweight class as them.

Thinking back to the Black Thursday report I read a few days ago, I was afraid that the collapse of the Dow Jones Industrial Average in the past few days has made this guy a lot of money......

"What did the White House decide?"

Lawrence didn't hide Woods' inquiry, and smiled indifferently and said.

"Reconsidering the antitrust investigation of Star Technology, now is not the time to provoke conflict."

Woods was slightly stunned, and his heart was shocked.

"The patent—"

"Don't think about what doesn't belong to you in the first place."

Looking at this Texan, Lawrence smiled faintly, although he didn't look down on it in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

Compared to lobbying the White House, pushing the Justice Department to initiate a judicial investigation, and buying off witnesses...... These barbarians use the means to rob others of the wealth that belongs to them, and he is more inclined to follow the trend and bet in a bullish direction.

To put it bluntly, it's like a horse race.

The real winners are definitely not the horses that cross the finish line and the owners who take away the medals and prize money, but the dealers who win all the chips on the outside board.

"Damn it!"

Woods, who was barely maintaining his demeanor, clenched his fists tightly, gasped, as if trying to vent the anger in his chest through that heavy snort.

"Now that the results are in, there's no need for me to stay here, thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Woods."

Standing up from the couch, Lawrence nodded to the assistant next to him, motioned for him to drive, and then continued to look at Woods, who was sitting opposite, "We are very interested in that oil field in Paraguay, our analysts have made predictions, even if every car on the planet is electric in 2040, oil consumption will only return to the level of 2013, the oil business is still profitable, and I sincerely recommend that you consider this project seriously......"

Looking at Woods, who clearly had something to say, Lawrence paused for a moment, smiled slightly and continued.

"Of course, you don't have to laugh at me right away, Princeton's history class didn't teach me much about investing, but thankfully taught me patience."

Immediately after getting up from the couch, Woods frowned and asked, "Are you ready to go?" ”

"Well," Lawrence nodded, raising his left hand to glance at the time, "It's three o'clock, I'm almost supposed to be there." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Meet an old friend."

Lawrence smiled and continued.

"It's been a long time, I heard that he's been mixing well lately."

……

Binghamton University.

Laboratory of the Department of Chemistry.

Professor Stanley, who was sitting at his desk flipping through the newspaper, suddenly seemed to have been relieved as if he had lifted some burden.

I happened to come back from outside, and when I saw the expression on my professor's face, the doctor with glasses was slightly stunned and asked.

"What's wrong, Professor?"

"The lawsuit was withdrawn."

"Dismissal?"

"It's nothing, it's none of your business," Professor Stanley said in a good mood, standing up from his office chair and reaching for his collar, tossing the newspaper aside, "which classroom is the afternoon class?" ”

"A Teaching Building 411...... Are you going to go in person? ”

The doctor glanced at the professor on a business-to-business basis.

What he usually hates the most is to give lectures to those undergraduates, holding textbooks and repeatedly explaining some boring things, if it is not necessary, he will never go to the courses that can be pushed to assistants and students, and he can only discover real science in the laboratory.

Now he actually took the initiative to go to class......

It's like the sun is coming out in the west!

“…… Occasionally reviewing why something obvious is obvious can help inspire new research...... I don't remember who said that, probably some famous guy, that's what happened anyway," explained casually, and Professor Stanley said casually, "Well, anyway, I'll take this class in the afternoon, and you can help me sort out the literature." ”

The doctoral student nodded blankly.

"Okay professor, then I'll copy the PPT out of the computer......"

Snorting through his nose, Professor Stanley said with a disdainful pout.

"I don't need that stuff, a really good professor, all you need is a blackboard and a piece of chalk."

Doctor: "......"

Without explaining anything, Professor Stanley, who was in a good mood, picked up the lesson plan on the table, turned around and walked in the direction of the door.

As the office door closed, the PhD student stood at his desk in confusion, not knowing what his boss was up to.

His eyes fell on the newspaper on the table.

In the mood of gossip, he stepped forward, secretly unfolded the newspaper on the table, and turned to the page that Professor Stanley had read earlier.

"The largest intellectual property fraud case in history, ExxonMobil chose to drop the lawsuit because of insufficient evidence......"

His eyes widened slightly, and he immediately remembered that this was the topic that his mentor and ExxonMobil had collaborated on.

ExxonMobil's decision to withdraw the lawsuit due to insufficient evidence was bad news no matter how you look at it, but his mentor had a relieved expression on his face......

Suddenly, he thought of a rumor that had been circulating in the academic world some time ago.

A rumor that made him scoff......

"Is that paper from six years ago really ......?"

His face changed slightly, and he felt as if he had discovered some terrible secret from his mentor, and the doctor quickly closed the newspaper and put it back in place as if nothing had happened.

He didn't want justice, he just wanted to graduate from here.

Whatever the truth, he intends to bury this secret in his stomach.

At least, before graduating yourself......

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