Chapter 1067: “365. Sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.”

When people grow old, they all fear death, especially the wealthy — even more so.

Therefore, ancient land kings would, in their later years, pursue the Elixir of Life despite knowing its impossibility.

Old Rockefeller was no exception. With wealth rivaling nations, when Old Rockefeller reached his twilight years, he did the same!

Thus, the Rockefeller Family supported many pharmaceutical research labs.

Now, as Old Rockefeller heard from Junior Rockefeller about the dangers of radium products, he panicked!

He immediately dialed Donnie.

“Block, is the issue with radium products real?” Old Rockefeller’s tone was uncharacteristically anxious on the phone.

Upon hearing Old Rockefeller’s question, Donnie was also somewhat surprised: “Have you used radium products?”

Old Rockefeller denied: “No, but I’ve already had people start researching the safety of radium products!”

That’s a perk of being wealthy; before they are forced into a corner, they have ample funds to research whether the product truly achieves its claimed effects.

But obviously, Old Rockefeller’s research direction was wrong. What he had his people study was the safety of radium products. In reality, it was also whether radium products could indeed provide humans with as many benefits as advertised.

This misdirected his research labs. In research, a wrong direction naturally leads to wildly differing results.

Thus, the results Old Rockefeller received were all favorable, and these research findings made Old Rockefeller very happy.

Yet when he prepared to personally experiment with radium products, he heard his son’s description of Atlantic City.

Honestly, by not fainting upon this news, Old Rockefeller’s mental resilience was already clear enough.

“Mr. Rockefeller, if the harm of radium products were false, would I have had Atlantic City take such actions?” Donnie, regardless of Old Rockefeller’s truthfulness, expressed his conviction to Old Rockefeller.

Old Rockefeller urgently replied: “I want evidence!”

Donnie responded over the phone: “I don’t have evidence now, but I trust my judgment!”

“I don’t want you to believe; I want myself to believe!” Old Rockefeller finally lost his cool, shouting loudly.

For Old Rockefeller, radium products might not be as crucial as a life-saving straw to the drowning, but they were the hope of all his village, and now Donnie’s mere speculation confidently claimed radium products had fatal dangers, almost shattering all hope for Old Rockefeller.

How could he accept this?

Donnie helplessly said: “Mr. Rockefeller, I don’t know if you’ve used radium products, but you surely have labs in this field. If you doubt my suspicion, why not let your labs change their research direction; you might get results you don’t desire!”

Donnie hoped Old Rockefeller would live a few more years; this old fellow was far better than Junior Rockefeller.

Old Rockefeller hung up disappointedly; at that moment, he felt his world was dark, as if he could already see the end of his life!

Yet Old Rockefeller, destined to go down in history, had an exceptionally strong mind. Half an hour later, he finally adjusted his emotions and picked up the phone again, calling his lab.

“Change the current research direction. I need to know all the dangers of radium on the human body in the shortest time possible!”

This command naturally met with resistance from those in the lab, as abruptly changing research direction is something no researcher wants to accept.

Thus, they tried to plead.

“I won’t listen to any of your reasons anymore; immediately act according to what I said, or you will immediately lose your job and funding for research!”

Old Rockefeller’s mood was stable, relatively speaking!

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While Old Rockefeller was furious over radium products, Junior Rockefeller met Cafe Jackson.

“Dear Jackson, this is the land we want!”

Like Paul Warburg, Junior Rockefeller laid out maps showing his desired properties in Florida.

Cafe Jackson simply glanced at these maps and saw that the land the Rockefeller Family wanted highly overlapped with what Paul Warburg desired.

Seeing this result, Cafe Jackson felt even more assured within!

“Mr. Rockefeller, our boss specifically instructed that Venus and the Rockefeller Family are closely partnered, but you should understand, given the current situation, we cannot forsake our interests!”

Cafe Jackson added calmly.

Junior Rockefeller showed a helpless expression; before arriving, he actually knew this business negotiation would be one of the most suffocating he’d experienced.

Because in this business negotiation, they had no advantage in front of Venus Bank.

“Mr. Jackson, you should know the Woburg Family couldn’t possibly present such cash!”