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"Mr. Amedeo, please sit down!"
Yang Fei made a gesture, invited him to sit down, and said with a smile: "Introduce yourself, my name is Yang Fei, the person who called you today!"
"I heard it! I will never forget your voice!" Amedeo said and sat across from Yang Fei, "Are you from China?"
"That's right, I'm from China!" Yang Fei nodded, and then stopped writing and said directly: "Mr. Amedeo, the purpose of my visit this time is to cooperate with you!"
"Cooperation? Cooperation is threatening me?" Amedeo asked back!
"That's not a threat, it's just a conversation that makes you have to come and see me." Yang Fei poured him a cup of tea and said with a smile, "Otherwise I won't be able to see you, Chairman Amedeo, as a busy man!"
"Forget it, why do you want to cooperate? I have something to do in the afternoon!" Amedeo looked impatient!
I¡¯m not impatient anymore!
Yang Fei smiled and cursed in his mind: "I'll see if you still don't beg me!"
Then he smiled and said: "Cooperation is very simple. If you want to pay off your debt, I can help you bear half of the debt!"
"You think he's stupid, why should he bear half of it? That's because he still has to pay back so much even if he gets the Saint Laurent Group!"
Because Amedeo¡¯s shares in Yves Saint Laurent were mortgaged in the first place, if he cannot repay the loan, he will have to reclaim the shares again.
Amedeo laughed as soon as he heard this, not happily, but mockingly, "You pay back half for me? What do you want?"
"I only want 20% of Mr. Amedeo's shares!"
"Oh?" Amedeo said with a smile: "One hundred billion just to buy 20% of Saint Laurent's shares? Don't you think it's a loss?"
"This is what I am considering. Mr. Amedeo only needs to consider whether he agrees or not!" Yang Fei said calmly while drinking tea. He had already guessed that Amedeo would not agree!
Sure enough, Amedeo stood up and said, "I don't agree. I have the ability to repay the debt. Farewell!"
"Go slowly without seeing you off, Mr. Amedeo, I will wait for you here until three o'clock in the afternoon. I will not wait for you after that!"
Yang Fei said with a smile!
"No need to wait, I won't come again!" After Amedeo said this, he quickly walked towards the door of the room!
Yang Fei picked up the tea and took a leisurely sip, "If Mr. Amedeo is counting on the 300 million yuan invested by Milan Bank, I advise you to stop, otherwise you will lose your wife and lose the army!" After Yang Fei said, Amedeo stopped.
Yang Fei continued: "By the way, when you come in the afternoon, remember to bring the share transfer contract, otherwise I may not be willing at that time!"
"Humph!" Amedeo waved his hands and left without saying another word of nonsense!
He left and went straight to the Saint Laurent Securities Department. He wanted to supervise this battle. He didn't take Yang Fei's words to heart at all.
He has been preparing for this battle for five years, and he thinks there will be no mistakes!
At one o'clock, he rushed to the securities department and asked the director of the securities department, "What is the current stock price of Saint Laurent!"
"Chairman, the price per share is now 80 yuan!" reported the Minister of Securities!
Amedeo nodded, with a happy smile on his face, "Continue to make acquisitions and increase the stock price!"
Buffett¡¯s Tavern.
Buffett watched Yves Saint Laurent¡¯s stock rise all the way, and continued to increase his efforts to acquire stocks.
After coming over for a while, I picked up the phone and called Yang Fei.
"Xiaofei, now I only have less than 50 billion funds left. I don't know if it is enough!"
"50 billion, it's a bit difficult to swallow 200 billion! Let me ask Andy to transfer 80 billion yuan to you, that should be enough!" Yang Fei's calm voice came!
"Okay! Now there's no problem at all."
"That's right, you do it slowly, I'll wait to go back and hold a celebration banquet!"
"Hahaha, okay!" After saying that, Buffett hung up the phone, and a box popped up on the computer screen.
"The account received 80 billion."
Buffett smiled slightly.
Funds!
The battle begins immediately!
Buffett did not hesitate at all and started to operate directly.
Huge funds and sharp operations!
Saint Laurent¡¯s stock has been booming all the way, rising to 120 yuan per share!
It¡¯s only one o¡¯clock!
In one hour, it jumped by dozens of yuan!
"The chairman of Yves Saint Laurent must be confused."
Buffett took a sip of coffee and smiled.
In the securities department of Saint Laurent headquarters, Amedeo looked at the red lines all over the screen and laughed happily!
"Well done, Nava, I'll give you a big credit when this operation is over!" Amedeo laughed!
Nava is their head of securities department!
"Chairman, I found that we have been attacked. The funds we injected cannot be raised to such a high level. The other party is faster than us and has stronger funds!"
Nava discovered Buffett, but he didn¡¯t know who it was!
"Is there another group of people?"
Amedeo¡¯s eyes widened immediately, ¡°They have more money than us? How many stocks have they acquired now?¡±
"If the money comes out of the position at the time we set, and they sell the stock first, then we will collapse!" Xiao Nava said carefully!
¡°Bang!¡±
Amedeo slammed the table hard and yelled: "Fuck, who could it be? How could they choose to be on the same day as us, and at this time"
Suddenly a smiling face appeared in his mind, it was Yang Fei's smile!
"Could it be him?" Amedeo didn't want to believe it was him in his heart, and suddenly thought of what Yang Fei had said, "If you are counting on the 300 billion invested by the Bank of Milan, I advise you to stop, otherwise you will lose your wife. He lost his troops again!"
He is not going to snipe me!
"Quick! Check to see if there is anything abnormal in our stock market!" Amedeo said nervously!
"Yes." Nava nodded.
Ten minutes later, Nava stood in front of Amedeo tremblingly and said: "Chairman, 65% of our external stocks are now owned by the same group of people!"
¡°Fuck!¡± Amedeo waved his hand and slapped Nava.
"What the hell are you a loser? Are you blind? Or is there something wrong with your brain that you didn't even notice?!"
After finishing his scolding, Amedeo suppressed his inner anger and continued: "If they sell them all now, how much money will we need to save the market!"
"It is estimated to be at least 150 billion!" Nava said tremblingly!
Amedeo raised his hand high, but this time the slap did not come down, and he slumped down on the chair as if he had no strength!
The whole person was lying softly, as if he had lost his soul and said: "It seems that our Saint Laurent is doomed this time!"
"Get out of the warehouse quickly!"
Amedeo is ready to stop. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com