The Chauffeur ( # 32 ) The Board of managing director

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

Jill, Dakota, John, Mom and I all got up about 4 am. We showered and dressed. Everyone had packed before going to bed. It always amazed me that for less than 48 hour all the ladies had at least two composition of luggage.

Fred was ready for all of us with a stretch limousine. He stood there stoically holding the lift room access spread out for us and having the body receptive and waiting.

Sammy and Bobby were also up and made each of us an egg sandwich. They had coffee ready for Dakota, Mom, and Jill. John poured me and himself a glass of pineapple juice.

Once we were all in the limousine, the cause to the airdrome was rather speedy as there was little to no dealings on the road. Everyone looked tired as we had played rather toilsome the past times mates of solar day. Mom, privy, and Jill all sat next to each other and of form, my darling Dakota sat next to me. I did notice that she was beginning to look a bit plumper. The pregnancy was obviously beginning to bear witness. Dakota put her head on my articulatio humeri and just dozed off.

Jill, Mom, and St. John were all chatting away. They were excited to be going to NYC. Mom said she knew of a couple of delightful pizza situation in Little Italian Republic. Of course, whoremonger was excited that he would be getting ‘ real'pizza. I just smiled listening to him chaffer on and on about skilful pizza.

The trajectory was uneventful. The four hours passed quickly. When we landed in NYC our limo was waiting for us. The atmospheric condition was delightful, spring-like. The jet was parked, and we all got off. The co-pilot removed all our baggage and the limo driver put it in the luggage compartment of the limo.

The number one wood took us to the center as Dakota had scheduled. She booked three suites. One for Jill and me, one for Mom, and one for trick and Dakota, although they had separate beds to catch some Z's on.

I noticed that whoremaster had bought himself an assistant's notebook computer that resembled Dakota's. So far, he was listening and taking notes, which made me proud of him.

When we arrived at the Plaza, the bellman retrieved our luggage as we all went to the check-in desk. The staff member gave us all the plastic keys to get into our rooms. I noticed the time and made my way to the limousine again to head towards the studio where Mad Money was taped.

We ran into some slow traffic ; however, the chauffeur was expert at his job and got us to the studio about 15 minutes before I was due. I was met by the producer who went over how the tape works. Jim asks motion, I answer them, often he has a rebuttal. We discuss important topics regarding what is happening with the company.

I asked the producer when the taping would air, she said that it would air Wednesday even, which I was happy about.

Jim Cramer was his usual self, he was all over the studio asking questions, waiting for answers, and then hitting me with follow up interrogation. All in all, we had a nice sitting, right at the very end, I announced the sawbuck tracks being sold. I gave him a anatomy of 2 1000000000 dollars. He smiled and told me that the business deal of selling the horse tracks was a mark of superstar. I thanked him for the compliment. After the tape recording, I asked him if he had any clock time to attend to our add-in of director's merging at 9 am, he told me that he's working Squawk Box at that hour and he thanked me for the invite. We shook hands and I left, however, before I left, I gave his producer a tick for his brotherly love. I didn't make any case of big hatful out of it, I just left it for him. She thanked me.

I took the limousine back to the Plaza. Mom had already made us dinner arriere pensee at an Italian restaurant in Little Italy. trick was salivating at the thought of getting a truthful New York pizza. In fact, I thought that maybe we might make to get a redundant one for him to bring back to the shopping centre and eat later.

As we get to the restaurant, it smells delicious. We all go inside. I see field goal of Allium sativum cabbage on the tabular array. I see a yoke of extra-large cheese pizzas on table and they look and smell pleasant-tasting. We edict three extra large pizza and two handbasket of garlic kale. I orderliness a feeding bottle of Chianti for the ladies and John to have with dinner.

I sit between Mom and Jill. John the Evangelist sits between Mom and Dakota. We're all having a great clock time. When the pizza comes, whoremaster practically takes three gash and shoves them all in his mouth. We all just gag at the silliness of John the Divine. I ask the waitress if we could also fiat another extra-large tall mallow to take with us back to the hotel. I see Saint John the Apostle's eye light up hearing the to go order.

We sit, we eat, we discuss the plot architectural plan for the display board merging tomorrow. Mom wants to induce it a blood-bath, but I talk her down from the ledge. I have a plan and I would care to execute it and constitute Polly squirm.

As we head back inside the place, we send John and Dakota up to their room. Mom wants to hold a drink in the hotel bar, so Jill and I follow her into the bar and take a seat. The bar itself might just be the nicest hotel bar that I have ever been in. The fanny are all cushioned leather, they are overstuffed cushioned leather. The waitress is a delightful Edward Young lady that takes our order and Mom's room number.

Jill decides to have a drink of wine-coloured, Mom decides on an old fashioned with top shelf liquor. Me ? I just have a bottle of water. I didn't want to get to the point of not enjoying the show that Polly is intending on putting on for us.

I suggest to Mom that privy, Dakota, Jill and myself go to the board meeting without Mom at first. About an hour into the meeting, Mom would bear witness up. When Polly decides that she wants to call for a vote, that would be when Mom stands up and heads to the podium that I'm sure they will have set up.

Mom would discuss what Bob wanted and why he hired both Jill and me to run Jaxson Inc. She would level out that he never was a fan of the board since they all stuck their mitt out wanting money but rarely offering anything of Worth to the corporation.

Mom thought it was a delightful idea, but she decided that she would arrive with us, but sit in the back. She wanted to see the entirely show from the first moment that Polly tries to armchair quarterback all of my decisions.

Mom warned that Polly will have a long lean of my decisions, such as hiring Roger Johnson and paying him a top salary AND buying him a condominium and paying the HOA fees for two years.

Or hiring Jennifer, John's Mom as the director of substantial the three estates and paying her a top salary. Or having Paula run Happy, Happee limo even though she doesn't have any managerial experience. Or having Sharon run things at the mortarboard. Or spending $ 165 million to buy 5 multistorey situation buildings across the US and one in Toronto.

In improver, she'll probably bring up Tina, who was under a 5-year contract with Jaxson Inc. but now is in Arizona with her female parent, she'll most likely decimal point out what a bad investiture that was.

She'll also bring up the buying of two BMWs, one for Dakota and one for Tina, who isn't with the company any longer. Buying two Mercedes, one for Jill and one for Sharon. And now, buying a new impala for Jennifer. 5 cars in just a few months.

In addition, she will most belike want to boot you our of the Chateau, but she probably doesn't know the new name for the manse and will most likely still foretell it ‘ the Commune'and constitute an subject about your tenants.

I hugged Mom, she knew the shady tactics of the panel all too well. She spent a yoke of hours regaling Jill and I with stories about how lots they made Bob's life low-down. I will, of grade, make a point to ‘ thank them'for all showing up to Bob's funeral…. oh wait, not a single one of them could be concerned that the founder of the party passed away. No, they couldn't be bothered to spend just one day showing their respects for the man that worked his ass off to ca-ca this company something special.

As we sat there discussing the secret plan program, I noticed a brace of people paying attention to our conversation. One yoke, Mr. and Mrs. Davidson came over to us and introduced themselves. outset the offered commiseration on Bob's passing. second gear, they informed us that they were in town because of the especial meeting that Polly had set up. They were supposed to be heading to the Bahama's to enjoy a pair off weeks of R n R, but this meeting changed their architectural plan. I was wary of them. Were they plant life of Polly's ? Did they actually change their design to come to this meeting, I wasn't sure, but since I didn't know them I didn't pay for them to unite us.

They thanked us and walked away, leaving the bar entirely. After a brace of hours, our boy John came down and found us. He wanted to know if it was alright for him to order another pizza pie and have it UBER to the hotel. Jill and I just laughed, he really is a bottomless pit for foot, but I liked that he just didn't assume it was alright to use the society card, he asked first.

That brought Mom to another issue, company cards. Mom was sure she would have a list of whom has been issued a corporate card and probably a tilt of all the outlay spent on each card.

I was very happy with all this thought Mom had put into the circuit board meeting. I noticed that John sat finis by listening and watching. I looked around and saw that we were the but ones left in the bar, everyone else had left. I was still a bit nervous about the Davidson couple, but it was too of late to vex about it now.

To John's surprise, the Uber Lady showed up with not one, but two tall mallow pizza. I pulled out my bill of fare to pay for them, but St. John had already taken caution of that as well as paying for the Uber-eats'speech. Jill, Mom, and I all chuckled at John, but he was nice enough to get out one pizza pie for the three of us and he took the former one up to his elbow room with Dakota.

The bartender came over to us asking if we wanted any farther deglutition as it was"last call ”. Mom asked for another old fashioned, Jill had another glass of wine, me, I stuck to my bottled water which made Mom giggle.

Since we were alone in the bar, I tipped my hired man a bit knowing that no one was around to listen, except for the bartender.

I let Mom have it away that one of the producers from Jim Cramer's display Mad Money and gripe Box would be in the gang observation and taping quietly. She would upload the unanimous confluence to her boss back at the studio each clock time we break for whatever reason. Mom loved the idea that we could if needed put small misfire Polly and her useless daughter on display on internal TV, but I wasn't done. I told Mom that they would be running the taped segment I had with Jim Cramer later that day and announcing on internal TV the sale of the horse tracks.

Mom picked up her earpiece and dialed her stockbroker, which she got at home in San Francisco, she told him to buy 10,000 parcel at 9:01 am New York metre, the moment the stock securities industry opens and to buy another 10,000 shares for Jill and me and put it on her history. A groggy stockbroker agreed and hung up. Mom thought that having the knight track sale announced on Jim Cramer's show would affect the stock by as lots as $ 5 a share, I told her that might just be a bit low, but none the lupus erythematosus it would set the display panel back on its heels.

As we finished our pizza pie, and Mom and Jill finished their drinkable, we all got up. We hugged, we kissed, and we agreed to meet in the Plazas eating place at 6:30 to hold breakfast and preparation again for the meeting. Of path, having John the Divine eat breakfast with us here at the piazza might cost us quite a bit. This made all three of us laugh.

Jill and I walked paw in hand to our suite. Mom walked on the former side of me. When we got into the lift, Mom squeezed my butt, which made me smile.

When we each reached our cortege, Mom kissed both Jill and I and headed into her elbow room. Jill and I went into our entourage, which I was sure that our friend Polly will ask why we didn't stay at the local Pinetree. I asked Jill to look into our Pinetree track record and retard to see if any of the board members use the Pinetree or do they stay elsewhere. Jill logged into the governing body vena portae and found the information I wanted. I just smiled, leaned over and kissed my gorgeous married woman.

We headed off to sleep, all snuggled into one another.

CHAPTER 2

When we got up, Jill called the other two retinue making sure that John and Dakota were up and getting ready and checking on Mom. Of row, because of the importance of the day, everyone was up and in versatile state of getting ready.

We all decided to just fulfil at the restaurant. Jill only took a few more arcminute, since she had begun an hour earlier.

I put on my adept suit, but in my head, I thought about wearing a pair of drawers and a Cuban fashion shirt, but I decided not to get fired before I had a chance to State Department my case.

When Jill was ready, we headed out to the elevators. It was Nice staying on the 17th floor, one base shortstop of the top. At least we were adequate ‘ somebodies'to pace a high-end way here, but then again, they are more about showing up for a reservation and paying the money they requested.

When Jill and I reached the bottom of the inning floor, privy and Dakota were already waiting for us. In my forefront, I was glad to see that St. John was not challenging anything that Dakota said, he listened, he made notes, and he stayed silent.

Jill kissed John, I kissed Dakota and we headed into the eatery. The hostess sat us in a nice table, but she said she would work Mom over when she came down. Jill texted her that we were all in the eatery waiting for her. Mom texted back that she would be down in about a one-half 60 minutes and to order without her. That sparked John, who told us that he slept like a baby with all that pizza in his abdomen. All three of us just laughed.

When the waiter arrived, he began to excuse the day-by-day chef specials. None of them really sounded that interesting. We all agreed that we missed Bobby and Sammy.

Mom arrived just an expected a half an hour later. Saint John the Apostle stood, pulled out a professorship for her and pushed it into the table. I get more and more proud of him as he continues to mature.

I look around the mesa, everyone is wearing their unspoiled outfit. John has his grim pinstriped suit on with a maroon shirt and a inkiness and brownish-red tie. Dakota is wearing a grim dress and Shirley Temple patten leather skid with only about a 2"heel.

Jill was wearing a total darkness garb as well, only she had a beautiful cobalt blue belt ammunition and matching bluish dress heels.

I wore my blackened cause as well, however, I wore a late wild blue yonder frock shirt and a Negroid and whiten swirled tie.

Mom decided to flip up a centre finger to the table and wore a undimmed red dress with a bleak knock and black shiny shoes with only about a 1"heel. She also wore a beautiful baseball diamond and ruby neckless that hung in the low-cut V-neck of the clothes. While Mom was a stunner, today she was beautiful. Joh and Dakota both remarked about how gorgeous she looked.

Although I didn't know any of the masses who came to our table, Mom seemed to know all of them. After each one left wing, she had a comment about them. Mom asked John if he would escort her inside the panel encounter room which he smiled and agreed to do so.

As the litany of multitude slowed down, Mom decided that we needed to go over whom on the instrument panel was a friend, who was an opposition, and whom was neutral. To Mom, the impersonal one were the keys to this meeting.

Mom pointed out that Polly Nestor, Darius Fishman, Jim Danley, and D'Nata Black were not friends.

She went on to say that Sam Michaelson, Donna Plaster, Anita Blackman, and Ronald Smitty were all friends.

The keys, according to Mom were the four neutral phallus : Virginia Pogue, Julie refinement, sign McKenzie, and lav Richardson.

Mom told us that the four neutral 1 were a bit gun-shy and wouldn't take on Polly directly, but they would listen to understanding and we could carry them to think more rationally and not allow Polly to bully them into her way of thought.

John out of the bluing suggested that I ask them what they are expecting of a CEO. This was a terrific approximation I felt. I pulled out a small spell of paper to write it down, but Dakota spun her helper's Word of God around to me. She already had it written down in her book.

Mom also pointed out that Polly will try to divide and curb, meaning that Jill and I will be questioned separately. I suggested that Jill not take in a seat anywhere except proper next to me, this would be a sign of unity. Mom agreed.

We all ate a nice hearty breakfast, although I think that John wanted more intellectual nourishment, but he was showing business organisation for Dakota and Mom, which made Jill and I smile.

As we finished our breakfast, respective people wished up ‘ good destiny'at the board meeting. John seemed surprised, Dakota seemed to just dislike these people.

We walked to our limo. We had an older gentleman's gentleman, who reminded me of Fred. Tall, stoic, polite and had everything ready for us.

John and I waited for the ladies to get in the limo, then we entered. The chauffeur closed the door behind us and off we went towards Jaxson, Inc.

When we arrived, there were several new agencies all set up waiting for us. We all smiled and walked right past them. We were greeted by the take security man who greeted Mom with good manners and professionalism. Mom gave him a speedy hug and off we went to the 13th base where the conference way was located.

I expected that the board would not be watching our entrance and thus may or may not acknowledge that Mom was with us. We knew immediately which room held the meeting, the one that had several reporters and a brace of cinematographer waiting for us.

Mom, Jill, Dakota, and John the Divine all walked redress by the press. I stopped for a couple of moments to resolve a couple of questions.

"Mister Graham Greene, Mister Greene, what are you intending to say to the table today ?"was the starting time question, from Fox News.

"well, come inside and rule out for yourselves,"I replied.

The next one was from MSNBC,"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, do you gestate to be employed by lunchtime, one board member claims you will be ‘ out on your ass by lunchtime ’.

"well, I guess at 12:01 pm we'll all find out, won't we ?"

"Last enquiry,"I say.

"Mr. Graham Greene, what will you do if you are let go by lunchtime ?"coming from the NY Times.

"fountainhead, I guess I'll go have luncheon, does anyone know a good eatery around here ?"I ask eliciting a few chuckles. I thank everyone for their clock time and whirl for them to descend into the meeting, they all decline.

Once inside the coming together room, I see one of the manufacturer from Jim Cramer's show as well as a duet of photographic camera set up in the game corner of the room. I nod to her and hold back walking towards Jill. John and Dakota have taken up seats behind Jill and me. Although I walked aright past her, John whispered in my ear that Mom was all the way in the backbone row of the room and in the middle of a row to not be seen quite as quickly.

The plank member file in and lead their butt in front of their own nameplates. They sit down. Polly tries to take the meeting to order, but she was cut off by Sam Michaelson, the head of the board. Polly had to apologize to him.

"That's one misapprehension,"I say to Jill. She just smiles.

Mr. Michaelson begins,"penis of the table, this limited meeting was called by board member Polly genus Nestor to talk about the operation of the company's CEO David Henry Graham Greene. Mr. Henry Graham Greene, would you like to gain an initiative remark to the board ?"

"Um, yes I would. thank to Elizabeth, this is a fill out waste of the board's time. But, let's get on with this charade,"I say. I see Polly just fuming.

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, my name is Polly, not Elizabeth,"she fumes.

"Oh, I don't know about that Elizabeth, it says here on the newspaper publisher that I have your public figure is Elizabeth Polly Nestor, or are you lying to the board ?"I say.

"give me THAT, you have no right field to that entropy,"Polly says.

"Oh, but I do have that right. You see, under the corporate laws of New York, every board member is considered a public figure and thus subject to investigation, or didn't you know that Elizabeth ?"I say just mocking her and making her even madder.

"Mr. Greene, why don't you call her by her name, Polly ?"Mr. Michaelson asks.

"Because it's not her gens. Her name is Elizabeth and THAT is what I'm choosing to call her,"I say to him. He chuckles to himself. I remember what Mom had told me, that he was a friend on the board.

"Well the name aside, what is it you would like to say to the board ?"

"Mr. Davidson, I have nothing further to say to the dining table at this fourth dimension,"I tell him.

"former than Polly, is any display board member wishing to realize a statement at this time ?"Mr. Davidson asks.

Mr. Fishman, a non-friend chooses to make a statement,"Thank you Mr. chair. I believe that this man has perpetrated a fraud against this company and should be removed. He has spent money like it was water system. He has no esteem for any of the phallus of the board and he shows his arrogance by showing up without an lawyer,"He says. Jill leans into me and whispers,"Not a very good opening argument, guess that's why Mom called him ‘ Fish heading'she says smiling.

"Um, misfire Greene, would you like to stool an opening program line as well ?"Mr. Davidson asks.

"wellspring, yes. My name is Jill Morgan-Greene, not Miss Graham Greene. I'm not trying to lead astray any of the instrument panel members as to my epithet, right on Elizabeth ?"My wife pokes the bear once again.

I whisper in her ear to commend that Mr. Davidson is a friend but in a precarious position being Chairman of the panel. She just smiles.

I add,"Mr. Davidson since this is Elizabeth's display, why don't we let her go first. I'm sure enough she has gobs to say and ask me about,"I tell him. Mr. Davidson agrees and turns the inquiring over to Polly.

"David, do you infer why you are here ?"Polly begins.

"Um, Elizabeth II, my public figure is Mr. Greene to you, we're not friends and only my friends call me Jacques Louis David,"I say to her poking the bear once again. I see Mr. Davidson smile and chuckle to himself.

"Whatever, MISTER GREENE, do you understand why you are even here today ?"Polly asks.

"Yeah, I believe that I do. A derisory board phallus, who believes that her unqualified daughter should have my stance, even though she has no job acumen, no history of successful work, and no ability to run a multi-national corporation. hellhole, she's not even a lawyer,"I say to the board.

"She is too a attorney, you need to get your facts straight,"Polly spews at me.

I manus some papers to the clerk who in turn, hands them to Mr. Davidson."Mr. Greene, what is this that you're handing the panel ?"He asks.

"This is a print out from all 50 country in the land showing that Alicia Nestor does not have a license to practice law in any of the 50 DoS. Oh, she graduated from law school, but she does not own a license at this mo. Care to argue with me Elizabeth II ?"I say once again poking the bear.

"No, Polly, this is a effectual document that says your daughter has no current permission to drill law,"He tells Polly and the card as he hands the passel of newspaper publisher around the board with each one looking through the papers.

"Also, Elizabeth, I am here today because I flew on a jet to get here yesterday. I didn't want to miss the ridiculous show that you're trying to put on here,"I say once again poking the bear.

I hear some mutter and voicelessness in the audience.

"Polly, please continue,"Mr. Davidson says.

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, do you admit that you spent this companionship's money willy-nilly ?"Polly asks.

"No, I don't admit anything of the such. Care to show everyone proof of your accusal ?"I ask.

"Here, right here. I have it on good authority that you spend this troupe's money as if it was your own. guardianship to deny that ?"Polly says.

"other than you Elizabeth, how many board members are fans of baseball, either the Yankee ( which gets some cheer from the crowd ) or the Mets ( not quite as a lot cheering ) ?"I ask the circuit card in general.

I see about 8 who acknowledge what I have said.

"Let's start with the Yankees,"I say hearing a few smatterings of cheers.

"Why do you reckon that the Bronx Bombers pay Giancarlo Stanton $ 25 million a year over 13 days ?"I ask.

Oddly, Mr. Fishman is the first to do,"Because they want to win. To be the outdo, and thus they pay for the proficient,"he tells the board.

"Exactly,"I say agreeing with him.

"Now, let 's locomote on to the Mets. Why do they pay $ 24 million a twelvemonth to Edwin Arlington Robinson Cano ?"I ask.

Again, Mr. Fishman uses the same answer to reply my question.

"Again, Mr. Fishman you are correct,"I say seeing him puff his chest of drawers out in pride.

"Both of the New York baseball squad pay top dollar to key discharge federal agent to put together a winning team,"I tell the board.

Polly interjects,"Yes, that's nice, but we're talking business not baseball game,"she says.

"Elizabeth, do you even understand what I'm saying ? I pay top clam to citizenry that I've hired to get the best masses out there. People that I can count on to work hard at improving our company, isn't that what we want Elizabeth ?"Clearly, she is mute because she is beginning to see like a fool.

"Elizabeth II, I see that you have a Gucci tiger bag on your arm when walked into the board room. Why do you have that ?"I asked, knowing the answer before I asked the question.

"Because it is one of the best out there,"Elizabeth says to me.

"So, you would severalize this circuit board that you pay top dollar for a handbag when you feel it's worth it ?"I ask.

"Of course,"she replies.

"Then you just validated why I pay top dollar for the people that I've brought on to this fellowship,"I tell her. She's still fuming but score one for me.

"It's NOT the same thing,"she says with spitefulness in her voice.

"Then please, edify us how it's different,"I say to her.

She sits silent.

"It's just not the same,"she says again.

"Let's movement on,"Mr. Davidson says.

"How about all these cable car you bought on caller money ?"Elizabeth I asks.

"Oh, you mean the two BMWs that were promised but never delivered to Tina and Dakota, or maybe you mean that my married woman, the Director of Financial Affairs is to be driving what ? A mid-80's Chevy ? Not really the proper car for a char of her stature. Or maybe you believe that Jennifer, our music director of real landed estate should also be driving around in an old hooptie-mobile ?"I ask.

"What's a hooptie-mobile ?"Elizabeth asks.

"It's an old firearm of detritus car that you keep together with canal tape measure and chewing gum,"I say to her smiling.

"Who authorized the purchase of her 2019 Chevy Impala ?"Elizabeth II asked.

"Me, David Greene, CEO of Jaxson Incorporated,"I say to her smiling.

I hear a smattering of chuckling in the audience.

"And you believe that you have the authority to do such a thing,"Elizabeth II asks.

"Until I'm either fired or no longer working here, YES !"I say with authority.

Polly asks the control board to cast a suffrage on my preserve employment.

I feel a manus on my shoulder joint. It's Mom.

"Um, Mrs. Jaxson, we weren't notified that you would be attending this meeting,"Mr. Davidson says.

"As the prominent single stock-holder, I wasn't aware that I had to notify anyone of my actions,"She tells the board with venom in her voice and a smile on her face.

I lean over to Jill and rustling,"GAME ON1"

CHAPTER 3

Mom decides to take on Elizabeth's pathetic understanding for calling this meeting.

"Um, Polly my dear, why again did you waste everyone's time for this meeting ? Could it be so you could get another payment for being a plank member, but really not doing anything ?"Mom asks Polly directly.

Polly doesn't say a word.

john leans over to me and writes on my pill that Mr. Fishman is leaning our way. He liked the baseball reference. I smile an nod my head. I was glad that John saw Dakota wrote that D'Nata lightlessness had taken a defensive attitude posture with her arms crossed on her chest. Mom leaned down and wrote on the pad ‘ cunt'which made us all chuckle.

I asked Mr. Davidson for a bathroom shift as Dakota was pregnant. Before he even had meter to accord the interruption, Dakota had already gotten up and just walked out of the boardroom.

The remaining four of us all walked out together. I subtly signaled for the producer from Jim Cramer's appearance to keep up us remote. Surprising to me, when we got into the hall, there were no reporter at all. The producer met us out in the hallway.

"Mr. Greene, what are your plans when you return to the plank meeting ?"She asked.

"Time to progress to them writhe,"I tell her.

She smiles and heads down the hallway to the ladies'room. Thankfully, Dakota was on her way back so there was no chance of her getting trapped in the restroom.

When Dakota got back to us, she told us that Donna plaster was in the ladies elbow room as well and told Dakota that she thought that I was making Polly look silly and that she loved me calling her Elizabeth I and not Polly.

The control panel room clerk came out to the hall and summoned everyone back into the room.

Once we were all seated, Polly tried to hector herself into opening the confluence. Again Mr. Davidson had to knock her back down a peg for which she apologized.

"That's twice,"I say. Mom smiles. Jill smiles.

"Mr. Davidson, may I give a state of the caller update ?"I ask.

"Of row, Mr. Greene. You may bear the flooring,"he tells me.

I decide to get up and walk around. I know that I think better when I'm on my feet. trick is just smiling, he has an idea of what's coming.

"Members of the board, I want to take a few moments of your fourth dimension and update you on the state of the company, all of the company,"I say to the board.

"A few calendar month ago, Jaxson Inc. bought a company called Happy, Happee limo. This purchase leads to early acquisitions. glad, Happee Limo was created by a woman named Sasha. However, Sasha was a shady fictitious character. She bought other companies and hid them under the permit of Happy, Happee limousine. She had several Equus caballus running, a transcription studio, a chemist's shop mathematical group, and a trucking company. All of these companies were acquired for no additional cost to Jaxson, Inc. Oh, and we also acquired Tulip Productions, a porn studio,"I tell them.

This, of line, outrages Elizabeth.

"MISTER Greene, are you telling this circuit board that Jaxson, Inc. owns a adult studio ?"She barks.

"No, not at all. Within a calendar week of finding out that we had acquired a smut studio, I phone Bob who instructed me to find a new owner, which I did. I found a college student named Allison. She was working hard, very hard to seduce Tulip Productions work. Per Bob's petition, I sold Tulip product to Allison for a zero-interest loan. Bob felt that we needed to get this company off our books, which I agreed with him. Allison has already made her initiative payment, just this past Sunday. She gave me a money order in an envelope for me to deposit, which my former assistant, Amy has done for us,"I tell the circuit card members.

"Go on Mr. Henry Graham Greene,"Mr. Davidson says.

"Thank you, Mr. Davidson,"I say.

"Now, it is easy to indorse surmisal the deal, but followed Bob Jaxson's direction and sold off Tulip Productions and now have an income into Jaxson Inc. From there, I moved on to the truckage company. We merged it with our own trucking and logistics company. One of the thing that occurred right away was the price of truck tyre went up dramatically and the quality of the tyre dropped dramatically. I contact several tire manufacturing society. One company was willing to work with us, BF GOODRICH. We purchase nearly 1000 tyre and had them shipped to our top 15 truckage locations. We increased the sales agreement damage of the tire only a piddling bit. Within 9 days we had sold out of the 1000 tires, so I ordered more tire, twice the amount and had them shipped to the Saami 15 locations, again we sold out, this time in 8 days. There was no misinterpretation this, we had a waiting list from each of our 15 locations. Again, we ordered another double the number of tires bringing us to a total of 4,000 tires. Once again, we have sold out of all 4,000 tires in 11 days. Now, on the incline, we were keeping all the used hand truck tires that needed to be sent for retreading to BF GOODRICH'S remold location just outside of Dallas, Texas. We ship them to the location, they retread them, and they pay to ship them to the 15 locations, which in round we sell at a deeply discounted price for trailers, cheaper toll than any other tire distributor in the US,"I tell them. I see all of the psyche nodding, even Elizabeth.

I move on to the recording studio apartment."From the trucking company, we move onto the recording studio. So far, we have only made minimal advances, but steam is beginning to stray,"I tell them.

"After the recording studio, we look at the chemist's shop party. We hired a Chief Executive, who unfortunately passed away a couple of weeks ago. We are currently interviewing refilling nominee,"I tell them.

"Now, onto the horse data track. There are wad of governmental regulations, each one different by state. I took a good firmly feeling, along with my married woman at the sawhorse tracks. We made the determination to trade them. We were contacted by an investiture group led by one of the largest stockholder of Churchill Downs. They made us an whirl, we countered and voila we have a mountain,"I say to the board.

"Just how little did you get for these rattling horse running ? I'm sure you didn't get enough,"Elizabeth says to me.

"Oh, I got enough,"I tell her and the board.

"well, how lots is ‘ enough'?"Elizabeth says again.

"I'm not sure you're ready to hear that number,"I say to them.

"Mr. Greene, the circuit board would like to know what amount of money you received for the cavalry tracks. Did it exceed 100 million ?"Mark McKenzie asks.

"Yes, just a bit more than that sum,"I say to him smiling.

I lean back to John the Evangelist and ask him to drop a line out the sale sum. He picks up a stocky Shirley Temple Black Sharpie and writes the measure $ 2,000,000,000.oo.

He stands up and holds the sign up for the plug-in members to read. No one speaks, nor do they make a sound. John turns around the sign so the the great unwashed in the audience can see the damage. I hear John's favorite word come from the interview,"piece of tail, ”. This causes can to laugh out loud. I just chuckle, Dakota laughs out forte as well. Jill and Mom just smile.

"Um, Mr. Greene, are you telling us that you sold all the horse course for 2 million one dollar bill ?"Mr. Davidson asked.

"Yes, of course, oh, and did I mention that there was no cost in acquiring the buck tracks, so the money is double-dyed lucre. Isn't that what you pay me to do, make this companionship an insane amount of money ?"I ask of them.

"Shall we talk about the Pinetree and the restaurant group ?"I ask.

"The Pinetree is undergoing massive revisions to elevate the whole brand. We are going to positioning the brand in the Marriott court stage. We're going to have a national contest to rename the brand to something that we all ilk. As for the restaurant grouping, we have a whole in Tampa, Florida that has a manager who has added something to throw the eating house go more occupy. He has added to the card by including the Cuban food that is popular in Tampa. I'm adding this to our brand across the land, adding cultural menu choice for the restaurant supporter to enjoy,"I say to them.

Mom stands up again to address the board,"I would care to propose a suggestion to the board. We need to take out the caps on Jill's and David's incentive structure. Let me call off for a voter turnout, all those in favor say aye,"Mom says. Since she is the large stockholder and along with our strain, she now has more than 53 % usable to her, including what we bought this break of day."motility rack and is passed,"Mom tells the add-in. Elizabeth is now excited than before. She reels backward realizing that she is powerless to master Mom's proposals.

"Elizabeth, this one is for you, I nominate that Elizabeth Polly Nestor be let go from the board of film director and that all board members not be allowed to agree a situation longer than 20 long time. Also, that to receive any compensation for being a board member, you must attend all 4 plank meetings otherwise you receive lupus erythematosus money from your appointment to the plank. In add-on, I nominate Jacques Louis David Greene as CEO of Jaxson Inc. and will now have a declaration for not 5 yr but 10 years, along with his married woman our director of Financial personal matters,"Mom nominates.

"All those in favor, say AYE, Good, motion passed,"Mom says to the board.

"Um, Elizabeth, did you just agnize that you just got fired from the display board ?"I say to her.

"No, wait. You can't do that ?"She says.

"Oh, but we can. Mrs. Jaxson has total control of the voting shares of the stock,"I lean in and buss her on the cheek. The security comes and date Elizabeth out of the board room. The five of us just wave goodby to her, she is fuming and not happy at all. I'm smiling, Jill's smiling, Mom's smiling, and of row whoremonger and Dakota are smiling.

We get up and head out of the instrument panel way, saying our goodbyes to the board members.

As we head into the hall, I see our friend from Jim Cramer's show on the speech sound talking a mile a bit. We thank everyone and heading to the limo. Our luggage is already in the limo as the shopping center held it for us and then loaded it into the limousine for us.

"Um, Mom, who paid for the place ?"I asked her even though I knew she did.

Mom remained silent."David, I want to deal my home in the Lionel Hampton. I understand from my realtor friend that that line kid wants my theater and is offering 11 million for it, which I think I'll take,"Mom tells me. I just pass on her a hug.

"Do you need any assistance boxing ?"I ask.

"No, not really. I think I'll probably observe about a way full phase of the moon of stuff and sell the rest. Too many bad remembering,"Mom tells me.

"OK, you decide, it's your home,"I tell her.

The limo stops in front end of Mom's jet. We all get out and carry our own luggage on to the jet. The copilot takes the baggage and stows it away. We all take a stern. The aeroplane heads down the runway and into the air to channelize back home.

CHAPTER 4

The four-hour trajectory was uneventful. We were all wired from Polly being escorted out of the boardroom.

I received a text from Roger.

firearm permits were approved. I overnighted them to your family. I saw the Jim Cramer show, congrats on your sale of the gymnastic horse runway. 2 billion for all the tracks is an stupefy number. Talk to you soon, Roger.

I suggest to the playgroup that we should go out for dinner party tonight to observe. I ask John how our stock is doing."Up, way, way up,"he tells me.

"How far up is way, way up ?"I ask.

"It's up $ 21.75, and there is still a duad of minute of big board time available,"Saint John the Apostle tells me. I was glad to see Saint John the Apostle staying abreast of our lineage.

"Anyone up for a dinner out tonight ?"I ask. Dakota moves over next to me and suggests Texas longhorn Steakhouse. I love the musical theme and have Saint John the Apostle and Dakota tell everyone that I want to take everyone out to dinner, including Bobby, Sammy, the CG boys, and Fred. I get a duad of text edition subject matter saying that longhorn sounds Delicious. I ask that everyone is contacted.

Jill, John, and Dakota are texting everyone. So far no one has declined the invite.

I ask everyone in the sheet,"Should we invite Elizabeth ?"I say laughing out loud. Saint John also laughs and asks me,"Why did you keep calling her Elizabeth I ?"

"For two reasons, one I knew it pissed her off and two it made her appear silly using a gens because you don't like your god given gens,"I tell him. He ponders what I have just told him for a moment then adds,"Should I text her and ask in her to our celebratory dinner ?"can asks smiling the totally time.

I just shake off my headway no, no need to poke the bear any yearner, we won and we don't need to be bad sports with our win.

I ask Jill if we should stop and purchase some hit man since we now had carry-permits. She thought that it would be a beneficial melodic theme. She began texting Fred to let him cognise that we are all going to Longhorn, but that we wanted to stop and take reward of our carry permits and purchase a match of accelerator. He texted back that he will have a stretchability limo at the airport shortly when we arrive.

Mom looks exhausted. I have her sit down next to me. I begin to rub her base. She tilts her head back and just let me prepare her flavour better by rubbing her feet. I hear some mild moaning as I reach the arches.

It 's not long before I hear the landing gearing lock chamber into place, and we begin our pedigree into LAX. As we touch down on the runway, Dakota is squeezing my hand. She still doesn't like this contribution of the trip.

I lean over and buss her. I lean the other way and osculation Mom. As the jet comes to a halt, I see out the window that Fred is waiting with the trunk open and the backrest room access outdoors. The co-pilot begins bringing down the baggage to the foot of the stairs. Fred picks them up and puts them into the bole. The three ladies seem all wiped out. I pull Fred aside and ask if we could halt at a gun store. He hands me a FedEx envelope that has our gun carry permits inside of the envelope.

I open the envelope and hired man Dakota, Gospel According to John, and Jill their carry permits. Dakota really seems excited. I text Jennifer and Paula that I had their carry permits. I also texted Marcus that I had his carry permit. He texted back that he was excited that they came so soon. I asked Fred to give us the speech for the gun shop he was taking up to. I texted it to Jennifer, Paula, and Marcus. All of whom said they would take on us there. I guessed that Jennifer was still driving everyone in her new Impala.

When Fred pulled into the gun shop parking lot, he tried to park away from the front threshold, but alas he ended up in a street corner of the parking lot.

Before we got out of the limo, Jennifer's new green Aepyceros melampus entered the parking lot. It was squeamish to see her still smiling over her new car.

We all got out of our various vehicles and went inside. We were met by a large man who probably tilted the scale leaf in the 375 to 400-pound range of a function. We all showed him our carry permits. He told us to seem around and he would answer any motion we might experience.

I selected the same model that I took the gun class with, a Smith & Wesson 9mm. John also selected a exchangeable model for himself. Dakota, with the minuscule hands, chose a minuscule 9 mm that only held 12 in the powder store. The guns that John and I selected held 17 in the magazine.

Marcus chose a Glock 9 mm. Jennifer and Paula also selected a Glock each. Only Mom chose not to have a firearm, but then again there was no impart permit for her in the envelope.

I asked if we could have three boxes of ammo and a holster for each gun. He gladly offered us shoulder holsters, waist holsters, and even ankle holsters. We all chose a shank holster, but King John also selected a berm holster. Jill didn't want a holster, she only wanted it to be stored safely in her purse. Dakota, Jennifer, and Paula all followed wooing. The gun shop man also threw in trigger locks to keep anyone from using our heavy weapon when we weren't using them, for exercise in the Chateau when we are entertaining. I knew we were going to have a gun safe, but when will the locksmith guy get to installing that ?

I paid for all the weapon on my corporate credit card. The heavyset man who sold us all our guns smiled when he saw the total. We all walked out of the gun store with our purchases and with the holsters and with some ammo. In the limo, privy, Jill, Dakota and myself all loaded our cartridge.

I assumed that the gentlewoman in the viridity Impala were doing the Lapp matter. Fred took us to Longhorn where Bobby, Sammy, and Diane along with Donna were waiting for us to get. For whatever cause, the CG boys did not join us for dinner party. BJ and Danni did make it a few minutes later in Danni's car.

Dakota leaned over to me and said,"John L. H. Down pop, you'll get your shot soon enough,"she said smiling at me.

John announced that the food market had closed about an hour ago, part of Jaxson Inc. stock ended up going up a disc $ 37.50 per share, the greatest one day gain in Jaxson Inc history. I did the mathematics quick for Dakota, 10,000 shares up by $ 37.50 per share rival Dakota's broth increasing by $ 375,000. Dakota kissed me and headed into the restaurant. I noticed three Hispanic American early days just form of hanging around outside the main room access.

Gospel According to John, Marcus and I walked decently by them into the eating place. Fred parked the limo and joined us inside.

The hostess took us to our table, where the ladies were already laughing and having a good metre. I looked around and didn't see Amy.

"Did anyone remember to tempt Amy ?"I asked.

Silence.

I just stir my head. John was already texting Amy telling her to get her cunning ass over to longhorn's Steakhouse because papa wants to see her. She texted back that she would be here shortly.

I smiled audience that she was on way. Dakota had told her to drive her BMW. A few minutes later, Amy walked into the eating place. She laughed when she saw John doing his best ‘ Polly gets the kicking ’. Mom was laughing so grueling, I thought she was going to huff her drink out through her nose from John's antics.

I ordered another daily round of appetiser and of grade, I kept the cheesy runt when two of them came to the tabular array. I wasn't about to let one of then go to lav and get eaten like a termite eats wood.

Amy came over to me and kissed me."Thank you, papa, I thought that I had done something unseasonable to not be invited to dinner,"Amy tells me. I just hug her and osculate her.

"You should jazz by now that I invite everyone, if you didn't get an invite, then just text Dakota, she knows, she always knows,"I say to Amy.

Amy plunks herself down between Dakota and Jill with everyone just enjoying each other's caller. As the main row arrived, our boy trick once again showed sign of the zodiac of maturity again taking care that Diane had everything she needed. Diane had decided to splurge and order a fully loaded baked potato. John didn't think there was plenty butter or work emollient and asked for more for Diane. The server brought more quickly. Diane just smiled and rubbed his thigh.

Again, it seemed obvious to me that Dakota was really showing some size to her belly. I hadn't announced it yet, so I decided that now was as good a time as any.

"Hey, everyone may I have your attention please,"I ask of the table. I leaned in and kissed Jill, she knew what I was about to recite everyone.

"Jill and I would like to annunciate that we're expecting !"I say to the entire group.

Everyone starts hugging Jill. Dakota hugs me as well. Bobby and Sammy begin chatting about some different cookery to appease now three ladies who are pregnant.

Mom is chatting with Jill, Diane, and Dakota telling all three of them how she wished that she and Bob found the time to have children, but alas, Bob was a workaholic and it never seemed to be the right fourth dimension to have small fry. She was looking forward to being ‘ nanna ’. I just smiled, the day had gone extremely well. Polly was no recollective on the board of film director, Mom now controlled the majority of the neckcloth and liked where Jill and I were taking the company.

Kim and Kay sat at the reverse end of the table chatting quietly to themselves. I got up and walked around the table. I took a chair from a mesa behind them and pulled it up between them asking,"Lady, are you having a good clock time ? It seemed the early night that you and the porn twins were having a good discussion, anything I should be intimate about ?"I asked.

"No, nothing now. We chatted with your dame Allison, she's really squeamish. She tried her best to dissuade us from making another porn. We're considering what she said to us but knowing that you approve of Allison goes a long way with us,"Kay tells me.

"Um, did you tell your Uncle yet about what you two are thinking about ?"I asked.

"Oh, of course, he says that since we are grownup, we get to realise our own determination on what to do with our body. However, Allison keeps telling us that a porn career can necessitate a number for the worse if one isn't careful,"Kim says.

"She's rightfulness. The smut twins and Belinda have all told me that they want out of the pornography industriousness, which is why they are getting rent so cheaply for my pocket billiards house. I want them to be successful at leaving the industry, if that's what they really want to do,"I say to them.

"Yeah, but porn for twins pay really well,"Kim follows up.

"I'm certain it does, but do I not pay the both of you enough ?"I ask.

"No, you pay us just fine. We're just exploring all our options. You can't be pappa forever,"Kay says.

I guess my face showed my disappointment as they changed the conversation to a different topic. I kissed each noblewoman and headed back to my seat.

As we finished up with dinner party, I asked for the Federal Reserve note. The server brought the bill over and I used my Jaxson Inc. corporate carte du jour. Mom kissed me on the brass and thanked Jill and I for a delightful day.

We all gathered our things and headed towards the look doorway.

CHAPTER 5

At first, four of our ladies walked remote. John, Fred, Marcus, and I followed instant later.

When we stepped outside, the three Hispanic American youths that we saw when we entered were now holding gun for hire on us. lavatory and Fred both reached for their own throttle. They three young warned them not to ‘ try it ’.

I stepped forward looking at whom I thought to be the leader of the three.

"Hey guys, there's no motive to pull your guns out at a kinsperson eating place like this one,"I say.

"Give us all your money, Cabrone,"the drawing card says to me.

whoremonger is make to take them on, but I ask him to back down a piffling.

"Guy, do you all go to a casino to play poker ?"I ask.

"Yes, we go to the one at Hollywood Park. They have our favorite game, Lone-Star State Hold'em"their leader says.

"So right now, you are holding a pair jacks in your hand. The river turns up another diddlysquat, so now you have three Jacks,"I say to him.

"Huh ? What are you talking about ? Give us your money or we will inject you,"the leader says.

"Shoot me ? You don't even realize that there are two female monarch on the table, but you're only worried about that squat because it makes your hired man better,"I say.

The leader is really obscure as to why I'm talking about wag when they are holding guns on us.

"You decide to go ‘ all in'and bet all that you have, much like right now. You're betting your entire future for what a few measly dollar mark ? Not a smart play gentleman,"I look right into the eye of the leader.

"springiness us your money, T. H. White boy,"the second base one says to me.

"So, you're holding a pair of doodly-squat plus one on the river giving you three Jacks, much like you three betting your life for a duad of bucks,"I say.

"I decide to go all in as well, but you're going to lose and you don't even make love why,"I tell them.

"springiness us your money, this is your last admonition,"the third one says.

"I turn over my pair of circuit board to exhibit you that I have a distich of queer and putting them with the pair on the table give me four Queens, and everyone knows that four Queens ALWAYS beats three Jacks,"I say smiling.

Just as I say that Dakota pulls the glide on her gun back to point a gun is behind our three youths. The leader turns around to see Dakota, Jill, Jennifer, and Sharon all holding cocked gas at the three youths. The loss leader says something in Spanish to the early guys. They all lay their shooter on the footing and put their hands in the air.

Only about 30 indorsement later, constabulary showed up and arrested our Hispanic young. I was so proud of the ma'am. They used their firearm wisely and were not afraid one bit. It turns out that Kim and Kay had gotten to the door behind us and saw the three guy rope with the accelerator pedal. They went to the hostess outdoor stage and dialed 911 giving the emergency operator the address for the holdup.

I hugged each ma'am. privy checked for Diane to have indisputable she was rubber. I went over to Dakota and Jill and teasingly scolded them."Couldn't hold to use your guns eh ?"I said smiling. The four female child all kissed me, all though Sharon did pressure my ass during her kiss.

"Let's go home, it's much safer there and we can all get naked,"I say to everyone.

We all get into a car or limo and psyche home.

On the way, Dakota takes charge and unzips me, fishes out my cock and puts it in her mouth. She's licking the underside, getting my turncock all wet and hard from her wonderful viva voce skills. Jill moves over to the seat following to me in the limo. She places a paw on the rear of Dakota's head pushing her towards my pelvis. Dakota is now gagging a bit as my cock head is touching her uvula. gobs of saliva was escaping her cute little mouth. I just sat back and enjoyed the ride.

Mom slid the concealment screen down a bit and asked Fred if he was up to spending the night, which he gracefully accepted.

I texted Paula that Fred was going to spend the night and thus won't be bringing the limo back to the cleanup area tonight. She texted back that she was already at the Chateau, but she would let the all-night manager know the situation with the limo.

As I was getting close to cumming, I let Dakota know. She, as common, just kept on licking and sucking my manhood.

"hoot Dakota, you are so getting well at this,"I say as I shoot all my seed into her accepting backtalk. I hear her swallow up three times letting none of it escape. I kiss her, tasting myself on her tongue. She hugs me hard and leans her head on my berm purring in my ear.

When you are distracted by a beautiful woman sucking on your putz the ride clip to get home passing quite quickly.

As Fred pulls into the courtyard, I announce that we are home. Fred holds the door outdoors and the automobile trunk popped. Each of us reaches into the tree trunk and grab our own luggage. However, Fred won't let Mom take her own luggage, instead, he offers to carry it into the house for her. I just smile, it's nice to see Mom happy.

I hear the service department door assailable. I suspect that Dakota's BMW is being put away. Jill and I get to our bedroom and just knock down the clothes into the hamper. I put my suitcase in the closet and am happy that we are home. I shed my clothes and head in to admit a shower. Again, I'm felicitous that this exhibitor has instant hot water. I shower, I shampoo and just as I was about to kick the bucket the shower, Amy stepped in.

She came over to me and began to stroke my turncock."Daddy, I know that you were gone just two Clarence Shepard Day Jr., but I missed you so much,"she said to me looking into my eyes.

I hug her and snog her. I feel her warm small hands stroking my hard cock. I lift her up by her waist, she wraps her legs around me. I step forward pushing her back against the wall of the shower. I lower her down slowly. Her sweet silky pussy slideway down onto my rooster. We begin to thrust in unison. It doesn't ask very long before Amy is cumming hard,"OH GAWD papa, YOU FEEL SO fuck WONDERFUL INSIDE OF MY LITTLE PUSSY,"she says as the first orgasm rolls through her body.

I keep thrusting into her and she keeps cumming,"OH GAWD papa, I FEEL YOU SO deep IN ME. YOU make ME CUM SO HARD, SO HARD,"she says as another orgasm rolls through her body.

As that wonderful familiar stab made its coming into court in my body, Amy came one more time,"OH GAWD DADDY, I LOVE YOU SO a good deal !"She says to me as I begin to sprout into her sweet miserly little pussy.

"OH, fucking ME AMY, YOU FEEL SO GAWD darn WONDERFUL,"I say to her. I shoot all I have into her. We look into each former's eyes and embracing again. She begins to kiss me, and I respond kissing her as well.

As we both settle down, we step out and dry each other off. Once we are all dry, she walks nude into my chamber. I put on a pair of boxers and a T. H. White tee shirt and head out to the hallway. Amy takes my mitt and leads me to the kitchen. I see Sammy and Bobby working diligently.

Bobby is making a looker called ‘ Bangers and Mashed ’. I had to ask what it was. He explained that it is a sausage with a thick mashed potato and a nighttime brown gravy. He told us that he was introduced to it in England. Sammy had some delightful fresh tuna appetizers on some Ritz crackers ready for us to eat.

I sat at the head of the new dining way table. I see Fred and Mom holding hands. Fred is making her a scale of food which he carries over to the dining room table. I think to myself how becoming the Chauffeur really changed my lifetime for the better.

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