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Chapter 97 Little Rockefeller

January 10, 1942, 9:00 AM.

New York City, Vanderbilt Estate.

Tom drove in with Denise inside.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw old man William, holding a document and glaring angrily at Tom.

But when she saw the energetic Dani, her face immediately broke down.

He looked at Dani with a smile, opened his arms and walked over, calling out, "My darling Dani, let Uncle give you a hug."

Denise hid behind Tom, peeking out with her head and saying, "You used to avoid me, now I'm going to avoid you too."

"You've been avoiding me for three months, so I'll ignore you for at least three months too."

After saying that, Denise hid her head behind Tom, refusing to look at William.

William's lips twitched, and his smile froze.

After a dozen seconds, William regained his composure, slapped the documents in his hand onto Tom's chest, and said in a slightly menacing tone, "Here you go, the paperwork for Hero Pharmaceuticals that you requested has been processed."

"But you'll have to find the land for the factory yourself."

Dennis hid behind Tom and said sarcastically, "Do we still have to find land to build the factory ourselves?"

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William gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, fine, we'll use land from Richmond County."

"I have a piece of land of five square kilometers on that island."

"Tom, you can take it."

"No rent required!"

The last few words seemed to be spat out from between his teeth.

Upon hearing this, Denise calmed down, happily came out and hugged William, saying, "That's my good uncle."

Tom opened the document and discovered that the land had already been designated as belonging to Hero Pharmaceuticals.

Tom looked at William, a cold smile playing on his lips, and then pointed to the ownership of the land.

William frowned, holding Denise in his arms while giving Tom a warning look to shut up.

After the uncle and niece chatted for a few more minutes, William asked Dani to go in first and talk to Aunt Ellie.

Tom, however, was left behind.

Once only the two of them were left, William bluntly said, "You little bastard, you're using Dani to coerce me, aren't you?"

"Do you know how much I've almost broken my legs this past week?"

"Do you think pharmaceutical companies, like engineering companies, can have their permits approved just like that?"

Tom thought to himself:

You've been running around like crazy this week for your niece, Dani.

You don't think I, Tom, am just sitting around doing nothing this week, do you?

This week, I also exhausted my little legs for your niece, Dani.

Of course, this cannot be said outright.

Tom shrugged and said, "What's so hard about running away? The FBI isn't hostile to me anymore."

"Moreover, with war raging, medicine is in extremely short supply, and I don't believe other departments would dare to hold you back."

"I reckon you didn't even owe a single favor after going through all this paperwork."

"It's just a bit more complicated."

William's eyes lit up; it turned out Tom knew everything.

Pharmaceutical companies are different from engineering companies; the number of departments and forces involved in the documents is outrageous.

But with war raging and the United States in dire need of medicine, William found the paperwork very easy.

William mentioned that he had basically given them all, so he didn't owe anyone any favors.

William remained defiant, unwilling to admit that the paperwork was easy to pull off, and instead asked, "How do you know the FBI is monitoring you, and how do you know the FBI isn't hostile towards you anymore?"

Tom smiled, pointed to his car, and said, "I've seen no fewer than a hundred listening devices in my car."

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"And that's not even talking about the ones at home; there are several even under the bed."

"The FBI is a bunch of idiots, taking the elevator into the apartment building and pressing a listening device."

"Don't they know my building has its own elevator?"

"The apartment building management informed me that a stranger had taken my elevator that day."

It's not that the FBI's junior staff are stupid; there are fewer than a thousand apartment buildings worldwide with individual elevators.

Given the family circumstances of FBI junior staff, they would never have the opportunity to come into contact with such a person in their lifetime.

The FBI training manual couldn't possibly have written about it, so they naturally had no way of knowing.

Tom continued, "And after entering, quite a few traces were left behind."

"It's simply that I have nothing to hide, so let them listen if they want."

"As for whether you are hostile to me, I can tell by your attitude."

"You're willing to see me now, so the FBI must have given in."

William was increasingly satisfied. Tom was not only highly intelligent, but also had strong counter-surveillance capabilities. Denise would definitely be safe with him.

But William still maintained his dignified air as an elder and demanded, "My home?"

"My darling Denise, when did this house become your house?"

"You brat, I will never agree to you marrying Dani."

"forever!"

Tom knew the old man was just saying something in anger again, and said with a smug look, "We've been living together for three months now, so Dani's house should be considered my house too."

William heard nothing else, he only heard—

"Three months."

"Months".

"moon.

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Then I recalled the sounds I heard at my Washington estate before Christmas.

William was completely devastated.

Almost a minute later, William suddenly thought of something even more outrageous and yelled, "I'll warn the FBI right now and have them remove the listening devices from the Dennis family's house!"

Tom wanted to laugh after hearing this. He knew what William was angry about, and couldn't help but tease the old man, saying, "Then I suggest you have them remove the listening devices in other places as well."

"For example, Denise's director's office, my car, Denise's car, the bedroom my parents left me, my office in the city council, my office in the finance department, the apartments I bought—"

Tom rattled off the locations like he was listing dishes, which made William's face turn red with anger.

So shameless!

Tom seemed to see wisps of white mist above William's head.

After a full four or five minutes of pause, William regained his seriousness and asked, "So, tell me, who exactly did you manage to find?"

"I haven't heard of any Jewish medical scientists fleeing to America in recent months."

Tom regained his composure and replied, "I'm not a Jewish medical scientist, just an ordinary chemistry student at the University of Munich."

William, though unfamiliar with chemical engineering, knew the challenges of pharmaceutical research and development, and asked, "Can't it be done by an ordinary college student?"

"There are tons of people like that in America, why are you only starting a pharmaceutical company now?"

Tom replied, "I don't need highly skilled pharmacists; I just need them to improve pharmaceutical manufacturing techniques, not to develop drugs from scratch."

"All I need is someone with some chemical engineering knowledge who is absolutely loyal to me."

"The loyalty of American chemical engineering students is hard to guarantee."

Tom has too many secrets. He was able to kill fifty people at once, but William didn't ask any questions. He just wanted to be good to Dani.

William rarely showed concern for Tom, and said with worry, "I won't say or ask anything else."

"But you have to remember one thing: if you really make a drug that works well..."

"The Rockefeller family will definitely come knocking; they have little tolerance for an uncontrolled medical research team."

"Don't be shy, just come find me when the time comes."

"The Rockefeller family is not that simple."

Tom nodded, seemingly agreeing, but inwardly he was thinking:

Little Rockefeller, he'll never return.