The only good news Sunday night was that Bank of America agreed to acquire Merrill Lynch for $29 per share, which was really good news, but no one was in the mood to celebrate.

When Andy hugged Ivana and played in the living room while playing and watching TV, she heard the news, she complained in disbelief: "This is simply Wal-Mart acquired Tiffany!"

At the same time, Andy also learned from the phone that Paulson could not wait to call the White House budget director and New York Mayor Michael Bloomberg, warning them that Lehman would file for bankruptcy that night.

However, the Asian market has opened, and Lehman Brothers has no intention of declaring bankruptcy. The 158-year-old company still hopes to struggle until the end.

"Dear, don't wait for me, you go to bed first, maybe you will be busy until tomorrow..." Andy, who had already put on his clothes, stood at the door of his house, hugged Ivana's slender waist, and kissed her red hun a few times.

"Dear, I wish you success..." Ivana knew that her man was going to do a big thing, so she sent her wishes.

"It's definitely possible. I'll leave and get off early." Andy smiled confidently, no longer dragged on the mud, turned around and walked out of the house, leading Kenny and a group of bodyguards to the elevator.

Downstairs of the apartment building, the convoy was on standby. Al and three think tank supervisors were waiting at the door. When they saw Andy appear, they hurriedly met.

"We're talking on the way!" Andy saw Al, and did not stop, nodded slightly, then bent down and sat in the car.

Soon, the convoy disappeared into the night and headed straight for the Lehman Brothers headquarters building on Seventh Avenue.

The crowds in Manhattan, New York are still bustling. At the entrance of the brightly lit Lehman Brothers headquarters on Seventh Avenue, police surrounded the gate with isolation rails, and reporters and curious pedestrians stood around.

‘What happened? Is Lehman really going to go bankrupt?’ A passerby asked. No one answered. The employees who kept walking out of Lehman holding boxes and dragging luggage walked to the streets to find a taxi.

Andy's convoy drove directly into the parking lot on the first floor of the building. Andy took the elevator and headed straight to the floor where the eO's office was located.

In the eO office, there was a bleak cloud. Ford looked tired and frowned. He kept searching for his phone book. He was constantly contacting everyone who could save the company, but not everyone would still answer his phone call now.

"Dongdong"

"Boss, Mr. Smith is here..."

The eyes of Ford's deep eyes were still sharp. He raised his head and looked at the secretary at the door, nodded slightly, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, ignored the already messy shirt, stood up from the boss's chair, and walked out of the office.

He knew that Andy Smith was definitely not going to save Lehman when he came here so late. As for the purpose, it was obvious that the young vulture wanted to take the lead in competing for the most delicious part of Lehman. Although he hated these greedy guys extremely, if possible, he hoped to give Lehman some time to survive.

"Sorry, I'm here to disturb you so late, Mr. Fold." Andy smiled brightly, and when he was two steps away, he stretched out his hand and shook hands with the expressionless Ford and said.

"No interruption, you know, we... forget it, let's not talk about this anymore, please drink something inside?" Ford squeezed out a smile, and without the mood to keep polite, and invited directly.

"Just coffee, thank you." Andy didn't care about Ford's misconduct. He knew very well what he was here to do. Not to mention misconduct, he was even sarcastic. As long as he could achieve his goal, he could deal with it with a smile.

The luxurious and spacious office lounge area, the guest and guest seated, and after a little greeting, the coffee was also sent. Ford waved to his secretary. After the office door was closed, he crossed his hands in front of him, crossed his legs, and looked at Andy with sharp eyes and said, "Mr. Smith, just say, what do you want?"

"Um?"

Andy, who was holding the coffee and blew a few times, hadn't taken a sip, let out a light whisper, looked up at Ford, his mouth slightly raised, put down the coffee cup, and then leaned on the sofa and smiled: "Don't rush to say what I want. I have something that happened today and you don't know. Are you interested in listening?"

Ford pondered for a moment, without responding, but just reached out to signal, and he had a bad premonition at this moment.

"I know that you and Lehman's board of directors are still relying on the White House..."

As Andy's narration, Ford's face turned red with anger, his crossed hands trembled slightly, and his breathing rhythm became disordered.

"...At this moment, many people are waiting for you to execute bankruptcy procedures. Believe me, after midnight, Paulson will lose his patience, and he will even forcibly declare you bankrupt..."

"Enough!" Ford was completely angered by Andy's series of words. He was a irritable person himself, and some things Andy told him that made him completely obliterate his last bit of confidence in his dying struggle.

Andy picked up the coffee cup, sipped it in a small sip, and looked at the excited Ford with a smile. Until the other party slowly calmed down, he placed the cup of half of the coffee on the table, and said in a cold voice: "In this feast of sharing the delicious fresh meat of the giant zodiac, some giants became food on the plate, and some became enjoyers of the same kind!"

Ford looked angry and his eyes were full of anger, "The inside story of Lehman's downfall will be revealed one day, but in order to prevent hurting my family and friends, I will not tell you now, but one day I..."

"They need to find a bad guy to divert public anger from their bad supervision!" Andy said lightly, looking at the angry Ford sneered in his heart. No one on Wall Street liked him. Not only that, this guy also humiliated Paulson at a cocktail party. It has to be said that this guy is not unfair.

"Tell me, what do you want? What price can you give us! Stop going around in circles!" Ford stared at the young but cunning Andy Smith opposite him, and said almost roaring.

"Lehman's New York headquarters, two data centers in the United States, as well as North America, and European core business units, I'll have $1.3 billion..."

"Bastard! Do you know what you are talking about?" Ford roared at Andy with a ferocious expression.

Andy crossed his hands in front of him, crossed his legs with a calm expression, staring at Ford, looking at him with condescendingly, and said in a cold tone: "Cash, I believe that your board members will be happy to recover some of their losses before starting the bankruptcy process!"

“Huhuhuhu”

Ford breathed violently, clenched his fists, wishing to punch the disgusting face in front of him hard.

"I know you will hold your last board meeting at 8 o'clock, and there are 15 minutes left. I will wait for your news here. If you don't agree, I can also wait until you get these after you go bankrupt. Although you may compete with Barclays, which has made you fool, this way, no matter how much you sell, it has nothing to do with you. You can only watch those dollars being divided up, allowing the bankruptcy consulting company to keep taking away the wealth that originally belonged to you."

Andy smiled, shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, looking like I could accept no matter how you choose.

The angry Ford's body froze slightly, and his expression kept changing. The exhausted Ford suddenly sat on the sofa, smiled bitterly and said in frustration: "Damn it, you greedy devil, I shouldn't see you..."

"Believe me, Chad, the board of directors will thank you and use the money to enjoy a low-key and happy life, while those who want to watch you jokes will beat you up and stamp their feet in anger!" Andy made the final deception in a very kind tone.
Chapter completed!