"How is it, what did he say?"

Frowning and hanging up the phone, Renault heard the inquiry, looked at the two major shareholders sitting opposite his desk, and shook his head helplessly.

"He spoke very firmly, $4.2 billion, not a dollar. He said that as the financial crisis spread to the real economy, the real estate, manufacturing and service industries in the United States have all shrunk severely, the unemployed population has surged, and the economic recession may be far more than market expectations. The credit crisis has expanded from the residential credit field to the commercial real estate field.

If we disagree, he will use the money to invest in other projects. As a result, for several consecutive trading days, the financial stocks that once stabilized once again became the leading stock markets of various countries. Major banks are also struggling to survive, and cash is needed everywhere. So much money is enough for him to acquire some high-quality assets..."

Hearing Renault's words, the two major shareholders also frowned. To be honest, the biggest blow to this financial crisis was these rich people. After all, the stock market plummeted, bank credit tightened, and investment portfolios suffered heavy losses. The value of real estate was cut in half. Almost no one could get rid of the dilemma of shrinking wealth.

"What do you think?"

Renault reached out and hammered his frowning brow, and smiled helplessly: "There is one day tomorrow. If we don't agree to the transaction, we will face the company's shares plummeting again on Monday. We have fallen for 8 trading days in a row. Although not much falls each time, it is 14%. Do you think he will use this to short us?"

"It will definitely be." One of the major shareholders said with a gloomy face. "I have heard some news that in London, his subordinates have been scattered shorting Barclays, and in the United States, they are even more crazy. Goldman Sachs, Citi, mg Chase and other financial institutions are not that they dare not take action. Their greed is simply crazy."

"There's no way, who made him have money, $40 billion, damn it, what's the price of gold now?"

Renault cursed with a pale face, then looked at his secretary and asked.

“821 USD per ounce.” …

Renault and the two major shareholders looked at each other and couldn't help but shake their heads and smile bitterly. The whole world knew that Andy Smith started entering the market at $710. So far, the first batch of gold he bought has increased by more than 100 US dollars, and it seems that making money from him has become an extremely simple thing.

The gap... jealous!

"Meet him." The old man with big nose with sparse white hair finally made up his mind. After all, the 20% stake in his hands is really useless, and it will drag down the company's stock price instead.

"Where are others? This morning's newspaper said that he showed up in an Italian family with our love and Italian national treasures. Not to mention anything else, this kid is really romantic and enviable."

"Haha, indeed, but it's too exaggerated. The age difference is very big, it's really..."

"What's wrong? That's Sophie Marceau and Monica Beluch. Which man in France doesn't want to get them? Don't say you haven't hit a nail in Sophie!"

The white-haired old man's mouth was raised, and he showed a teasing smile. He held a knife and stabbed his heart, causing the two men, including Renault, to laugh twice with embarrassment. ...

In the car leaving the airport.

"Okay, stop making trouble, Sophie, are you going back to the hotel with us or home?" Monica looked at Sophie who was holding Andy's head and letting him whisper on her proud, and was completely convinced by the couple who were enjoying it.

"Go back to the hotel together..." Andy said with a look up and then continued to play the role of the hungry little baby.

Sophie looked at Monica with a charming smile on her rosy face and joked: "Why, I just have only been one day, so I don't want to share it with me?"

Monica showed a disdainful expression on her cold face and said, "I won't be unable to control my y-fire."

"Hiha..." Sophie pushed Andy's head away with some discomfort, then held Andy's face, and started to sort out her clothes after a wet, and then said to Andy with a smile: "Monica and I must show up in front of the media first, otherwise, the scandal between Monica and you and I will definitely be 'made up' by the unscrupulous media."

Monica glanced at Sophie, then took out her cell phone to find the female director's phone number, then called out, and soon agreed on the location and time. Andy looked at the two big women's cooperation with a little helpless manner, can we increase the tacit understanding by eating big radish together?

However, Andy also knew that the concerns of these two people, after all, the scandal would have a great negative impact on the reputation of the two of them. In any case, the chaotic relationship between the three of them was somewhat sensational to some extent.

On a road not far from the Louvre, the convoy stopped. The bodyguards opened the car door. Sophie and Monica, wearing sunglasses, got out of the car one after another. Andy ordered two bodyguards to follow the two to protect them. Watching them crossing the road while talking and laughing, they found a table outside a cafe called Le Fumoir on the street and sat down. Looking at the waiter's expression of excitement and the smiles of the two goddesses, they couldn't help but smile.

"Let's go back to the hotel."

In the Royal Suite of Four Seasons Hotel, the little assistant was yawning in his nightgown, and walked out of the restaurant with a glass of fresh juice in a lazy look. He happened to meet Andy who came in. Andy looked at Tori, "Are you just asleep? What did you do last night?"

"I drank some wine and then went to experience the top spa. Boss, you should try it too. The massage technique is very distinctive, inspired by the Tibetan meditation techniques of the Celestial Empire. The essential oils are also very good, with significant effects, and bring people a unique sensory experience. After I came back, I woke up until dawn..." The little assistant hurriedly put down the cup, walked to Andy, helped him take off his windbreaker and suit, with a sweet smile on his face, and he continued to introduce.

Andy's mouth twitched a few times, looked up and down and said unhappily: "It's still dawn until dawn. It's 10 o'clock now. Wash and clean up quickly. Someone is coming soon."

She ignored the cute little assistant who was spitting out her head and walked into the bedroom to change clothes while unbuttoning her shirt. Looking at the dozens of bags with big bags on the bedroom carpet and several new clothes and fashions scattered on Da Chuang, Andy's face also twitched a few times. Damn, she is really shopping and vacationing!

"Ahem, I'll clean up immediately..." The little assistant behind him looked at the messy Da Chuang, hurriedly smiled and twisted his waist, and sticked up buttoks and began to stuff all his clothes into the bag in a roll of random rolls.

"Bang!"

When passing by, Andy reached out and slapped her hand. Seeing the little assistant blinking and looking back with a pair of almond eyes, biting the horn of Hun, as if he thought he was going to do something, and shook it twice, he couldn't help but say, "Don't blame me, if you want to blame, you blame your knowledge for being too classic. I couldn't help but hit it!"

Tori looked at the big devil walking into the cloakroom in disappointment, muttering mumbling with depression, and quickly packed up the shopping spoils, then quickly walked into the bathroom and started washing.

"Boss, coffee."

Andy looked up, then took the coffee from his assistant, blew the heat, took a sip, put down the latest briefing in his hand, looked at the six people sitting in two rows of the conference table and said, "Then the purpose of calling you from London is to handle the transaction with Vivendi, and will return to make final negotiations with Vivendi in the afternoon. This transaction is basically fine. Paul, are the loan documents from the bank ready?"

"It's ready, the bank's funds are in place, and you can sign at any time, and the money will be transferred as soon as possible." Paul Haier, deputy director of the credit department of Yingtai Bank, replied hurriedly.
Chapter completed!