Shenhao: Kill ten shops instantly with eight yuan at the beginning

Chapter 1580

Hearing

this, the young man's brows shrank slightly.

Faintly, he had some guesses in his heart.

Mens Durroux may be at odds with the Rockefeller consortium.

However, this is just his speculation.

The specific situation needs to be verified by Mens Duroux himself.

"What do you mean, master?" the

young man asked cautiously after a long silence.

"Our relationship with the Rockefeller consortium is not as good as we imagined..."Mens

Durroux raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a faint smile.

Although Mens Duroux did not say it directly, the young man also understood the meaning of Mens Duroux's words.

As long as the interests are at odds, or the timing is right, Mens Duroux will not hesitate to give up the cooperation with the Rockefeller consortium and choose to defect instead.

Although this is more or less "disgraceful".

But don't forget, they are merchants.

As

long as the merchant can make a good profit, even if he is despised, then what?"

The

young man looked at Mens Duru with burning eyes and said with a serious face.

"Let's do things.

Mens Duru waved his hand casually, and the young man suddenly turned away in amusement.

"One more thing—"

But just as he was about to step out of the room, Mens Duroux suddenly stopped him.

"Head of the house?" the

young man paused, and turned his head to look at Mens Duroux in confusion.

"Send someone to keep an eye on the Rockefeller consortium.

"If John Sr. makes any moves to withdraw money to save the scene, report it to me immediately.

Mens Duru said in a deep voice.

Once John Rockefeller withdraws to save the field, it means that John Sr. is ready to suspend the attack on SMIC, or even give up directly.

Even the main owner of the Rockefeller consortium has given up, and he, who is a supporting role, will not be stupid to continue to rush up.

At the helm of the Duru family, Mens Duroux always puts the family's interests first.

"Understood!"

the young man nodded again, then walked backwards out of the room with his hands down.

And just as the young man left the room, Mens Duroux's eyes narrowed as he glanced at the declining stock price of Exxon Mobil Oil Company out of the corner of his eye.

At this moment, Mens Duru had a strong premonition in his heart.

He felt that this battle would not be easy.

There is a high probability that the Rockefeller consortium will capsize in the gutter.

SMIC was able to fight back under their frantic sniping.

What does that mean?

Either it means that SMIC is jumping over the wall.

Either it means that SMIC has sufficient confidence.

As far as Mens Duroux himself is concerned, he thinks the latter is more likely than the former.

"Old John, see how you deal with it,"

muttered Mens Duroux quietly with a glint of glint in his eyes.

If John Rockefeller chooses to defend back, then Mens Deroux will immediately stop sniping at SMIC.

If John Rockefeller chooses to go all-or-nothing, then he doesn't mind taking a big gamble with John D. Rockefeller....

......

Just as Mens Duroux was in full swing to start scheduling, Thomas, the helmsman of the Mellon consortium on the other side, was also quickly arranging the work.

"Keep an eye on the Rockefeller consortium and report any changes directly to me.

"What are SMIC doing, how can they still have the strength to launch an attack on Exxon Mobil. "

Inform the Finance Department, all of you..."

In an instant, the entire Mellon consortium began to operate like a sophisticated machine.

One thing to say, Thomas is a little anxious at the moment.

Just now, he received news that Exxon Mobil Oil was being sniped.

In just half an hour, the stock price fell by more than two levels.

Having traced it, Thomas quickly figured out the source of the funds.

Yes, you heard it right!

It's the same SMIC that is being sniped by the Rockefeller consortium, the Durroux consortium, the Mellon consortium, and several other top conglomerates.

It stands to reason that in the face of such a terrifying sniper, SMIC should be powerless to fight back.

But now, SMIC has not only launched a counterattack, but also fought back extraordinarily.

This made Thomas feel a little uneasy in his heart.

He always felt that something was wrong.

Right in front of Thomas, several secretaries in short skirts recorded Thomas's every word in detail.

"Director, do we want to return the funds immediately?" a

female secretary at the head looked at Thomas cautiously and asked tentatively.

Hearing

this, Thomas's brows furrowed into a Sichuan character.

At present, in order to win SMIC, he has invested a lot of money.

If the funds are withdrawn now, it means that the forward investment is completely wasted.

And that's not all, the most important thing is that he is likely to be at odds with the Rockefeller consortium because of it.

If John Rockefeller hadn't taken SMIC, that's fine.

But once John D. Rockefeller succeeds in taking SMIC, he will not only be empty, but will even face SMIC's retaliation.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

After pondering for a long time, Thomas spoke: "Not for the time being!" "

Now the matter is still unclear, let's see."

But

in the middle of the conversation, Thomas changed his words: "Although we can't withdraw

our investment, we can reduce our investment appropriately!" "In this way, we can reduce the investment by 20 percent."

Thomas has no plans to return the funds for the time being, but that doesn't stop him from reducing his investment.

Twenty percent is not too much, and less is not too much.

It's enough to make them return the blood, but not so much that John Rockefeller is offended.

"Understood!" The

female secretary nodded and said, "Chairman, if there's nothing wrong, I'll go to work first..."

Soon the female secretaries turned around and left, and soon Thomas was left alone in the room.

"SMIC—"

With a small mutter, Thomas pulled his phone out of his pocket and dialed Mens Duroux.

In a sense, Thomas felt that he and Mens Duruna were grasshoppers on a rope in the truest sense of the word.

Since everyone is a grasshopper, then you have to huddle together to keep warm!

"Doodoo~"

After three busy tones, the phone was quickly connected.

"Hey, Thomas, I have something I want to discuss with you—"

Before Thomas could speak, Mens Duroux's voice was already heard on the phone.

Thomas: ???