Chapter 3696

Rachel Getty never expected that Ye Chen would say he was leaving and just leave, while her unlucky boyfriend was still busy running errands for Steve to Chinatown to buy things.

Her first reaction was that Ye Chen was really too arrogant, not putting anyone in his eyes at all.

But after thinking about it, Ye Chen's arrogance had its qualifications—Steve was being summoned and dismissed by him, let alone Robert, that nobody from the Rothschild family.

Steve had long been used to Ye Chen's casualness; upon hearing Ye Chen wanted to leave, he hurriedly and respectfully asked: "Won't you have something to eat before you go? Robert probably won't be back for another half hour; if you don't want to bother with him, I'll have the back kitchen serve the food, and you two can eat first."

Ye Chen waved his hand and smiled: "No need, let's get together another day. In a few days we're going to Harvard, and then we can meet again on the East Coast."

Steve quickly said with a smile: "No problem, then I'll be waiting for you on the East Coast."

Ye Chen stood up and said to Steve and Rachel: "You can take your time eating afterward. Rachel, remember to leave me enough time window—I'll let you know when I arrive in Miami, and you'll know when this meal ends."

Rachel naturally understood Ye Chen's intention; she and Steve were having dinner, which the Left Army Governor's Office would certainly take very seriously. As soon as she returned to her quarters, they would surely ask for details immediately. If she followed Ye Chen's request and revealed the news that oil prices were about to surge, the other side might very well set off right away for the Getty family—possibly arriving before Ye Chen even got to Miami, meaning they might miss each other.

The safest approach was to wait until Ye Chen arrived in Miami, then she would return.

So she immediately said respectfully: "Mr. Chen, rest assured, I'll wait for your message."

Ye Chen also reminded Steve: "Chat more with Robert; best to get him to drink a few more cups, get him totally drunk, so he doesn't get suspicious."

Steve said with a smile: "Don't worry, I've got this small matter covered."

Leaving Ye Chen aside, Steve is absolutely a person capable of great things—efficiency, awareness, execution, all top-notch.

He immediately arranged a private jet for Ye Chen; the plane took off in the shortest time toward Miami, and meanwhile, vehicles had already been arranged at Miami Airport for Ye Chen's use upon landing—he could just drive the prepared vehicle straight out of the hangar.

Meanwhile, all the Getty family's information had been compiled into Ye Chen's hands while he and Lin Wan'er were on the way to the airport.

As a long-established old family, the Gettys had once been very prominent, but in recent years, limited management ability had caused them to decline gradually. Still, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse—the Getty family currently still has at least several billion US dollars in assets, and their oil industry, which they've cultivated for years, brings them several billion US dollars in annual profit.

In terms of net worth, they definitely can't compare to the rich from Silicon Valley's emerging industries—Silicon Valley can casually pull out a well-known rich person whose net worth exceeds that of the entire Getty family.

However, the biggest difference between traditional physical industries and emerging ones is that although the former lack imagination and can't raise their P/E ratio, they win in that every bit of asset is tangible and income is relatively stable.

It's like a flour mill owner worth ten million USD versus a big crypto whale worth one hundred million USD—the former's business has extremely strong risk resistance, while the latter might wake up tomorrow with nothing.

The Getty family happens to be the former—although these years they haven't had a chance to make a splash and their influence keeps declining, their life is still quite comfortable.

However, the Getty family's helmsperson is not resigned to this middling state; they are urgently seeking opportunities to elevate the family further, and Rachel Getty undoubtedly became their hope—after all, she is dating a direct member of the Rothschild family; if they truly marry, relying on the Rothschild in-laws' name, the Getty family will surely also rise.

Originally, the Getty parents in this branch were in the same awkward position as Robert in the Rothschild branch—soon to become a collateral branch—but thanks to the publicity of Rachel and Robert's relationship, Rachel's parents' status in the family has risen with the tide, showing a trend of becoming future heirs.

Although Rachel's mother is a scholar, she is also human and has her own private thoughts—she hopes her scholar branch will do better in the anti-Qing movement, and also hopes her husband's branch will grow stronger in the Getty family; thus Rachel's status will rise accordingly, both identities becoming strong, giving her much more say in the future—and if her contribution is sufficient, perhaps her descendants won't need to be scholars anymore.

Precisely because of this hope, when she learned tonight that Rachel would be dining with Steve Rothschild, she immediately reported this news to the Left Army Governor's Office and simultaneously to the Getty family.

The Left Army Governor's Office was naturally thrilled—having their scholar infiltrate the Rothschild family basically meant their scholar's infiltration among mortals had reached its peak.

The Getty family was also excited—this hasn't even gone through the door yet, and they're already dining with the Rothschilds' number two; after marriage, what then? The Getty family seems to have a chance to take off!

At this moment, David Getty, Rachel's father, was excited beyond endurance at home, waiting for his daughter to finish dinner with Steve so he could hurriedly tell himself every detail of tonight's events, big or small. Rachel's mother was also waiting for Rachel's message; in such situations, she would pass along things unsuitable to tell her husband via message to herself.

Also waiting for news was the Grand Governor of the Left Army Governor's Office, Wu Yongzhen.

The last time Wu Feiyan personally visited America, she had once asked him to find a way to send scholars into the Rothschild family.

At that time, although he had already made some arrangements, nothing had yet come to fruition.

Now, finally, it was his moment to hold his head high in front of Wu Feiyan.

Just as all three parties were anxiously awaiting Rachel's feedback, Ye Chen and Lin Wan'er boarded the Rothschild family's plane and quietly arrived at the southern border of America—Miami.

Miami's presence in America is not particularly notable; its fame falls far short of New York, Los Angeles, or Chicago, but this place is actually the true luxury paradise of America.

Unlike the top rich in New York and Los Angeles, who live in those cities to avoid missing money-making opportunities, the rich in Miami live here largely because they've already laid back.

This place is located in America's southernmost part, coastal, and is America's only tropical climate city. Compared to other parts of the US, it hardly has four seasons, with a year-round average temperature around 25 degrees—making it the best choice for America's wealthy natives to play at sea, play on islands, and play yachts. Hence its top luxury consumption level is like Hermès among America's top luxury.

How to precisely describe this city? Simply put in one sentence: this place equals Sanya in China.

This city shares a remarkable similarity with Sanya in China: both are the only tropical coastal cities in their vast countries, both are the best choice for national elites to play at sea, both are concentrated areas for national top rich to engage in domestic luxury consumption—so their status and positioning in their respective countries are nearly identical.

However, Miami's decadence surpasses that of Sanya by several notches.

Moreover, this place borders South America and the Caribbean Sea—enthusiastic Cuban immigrants with swim rings can swim here, and it's not far from Colombia, a major drug-producing country, so major drug lords also treat this place as their foothold, making the chaos level here among the highest in all of America.

Surprisingly, the Left Army Governor's Office's current garrison is located right here.

The reason for choosing this place is, on one hand, because it's so luxurious it makes one reluctant to leave; on the other hand, because it's truly a mix of dragons and snakes.

Moreover, if trouble arises here, one can escape in any direction—west to Mexico, east to the African continent, south to Cuba, Colombia, Brazil—places with exceptionally poor security. In countries with good security, a fugitive might have nowhere to hide, but in miraculous South America, even an entire army group could hide without a trace.