Hearing this, Zhou Ziwen smiled faintly and said with disdain: "As expected."
¡°It is said that interests are the strongest bond between people, but who knows that interests are also the most fragile, and they will fall apart with just the slightest gap.¡±
Li Xueqian nodded with deep understanding.
Before, he believed in the solidity of interests.
But now, Mensi Dulu and others have taught him a lesson.
Interests may not be the strongest.
Sometimes interests are even fragile.
"Mr. Zhou, let's go next"
After pondering for a moment, Li Xueqian spoke.
"Intensify our offensive, completely consolidate our strength, and completely collapse the Rockefeller Alliance!"
Zhou Ziwen half-squinted his eyes and said in a cold tone.
Originally, in Zhou Ziwen¡¯s plan, he was thinking of a feint attack.
Shoot and run away, creating a sense of crisis for Mensi Dulu and others.
But now, the unbearable situation of Thomas Mellon and others made him decide to change his strategy.
¡° Thomas Mellon and others must still have some doubts.
So what he has to do now is to confirm this doubt.
Completely consolidate the strength of SMIC Technology.
Li Xueqian is not a fool either.
After a little thought, I understood what Zhou Ziwen meant.
Without the slightest hesitation, Li Xueqian immediately agreed: "Understood!"
"Let's do something."
Zhou Ziwen nodded with satisfaction and waved to Li Xueqian.
The latter did not hesitate and turned around and left.
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The United States, the Trudeau Consortium
At this moment, the smile on Mensi Duru¡¯s face had long since disappeared, replaced by the deep ravine between his eyebrows.
"boom!"
Mens Dulu picked up the ashtray on the table, smashed it on the ground, and then roared loudly: "Why is this happening!"
"Who and whose funds are attacking us?"
Yes!
Why is this happening!
Just now, Mens Dulu just received the news that the company under the Dulu family's name had suffered a violent attack.
The stock price fell sharply in just a few minutes.
This made Mensi Dulu panic instantly.
"Chairman, the source of funds is SMIC!"
In front of Mens Duru, Frye said in a deep voice.
"Dengdeng"
??Mence Duru¡¯s legs trembled suddenly, and his body took several steps backward uncontrollably.
What did he hear?
SMIC Technology!
This almost scared him to death!
You know, SMIC is now desperately sniping at Exxon Mobil Oil Company. How can the other party still have the power to deal with them?
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"SMIC is now dealing with ExxonMobil."
"How is it possible that you still have the ability to snipe us?"
¡°Mence Dulu roared like crazy.
It is undeniable that SMIC is really awesome.
¡°But Mens Dulu does not believe that SMIC has the ability to attack the world¡¯s two top conglomerates at the same time.
Is it impossible?
Frye could only smile bitterly.
To be honest, he didn¡¯t think it was possible.
No matter how awesome SMIC is, how can it attack two of the world's top conglomerates at the same time?
But he wanted to deny it, but he couldn't deny that this was the fact!
"Chairman, the other party did not hide the IP"
After pondering for a long time, Frye squeezed out this sentence through his teeth with a wry smile.
Although Frye didn¡¯t want to admit it, this was a fact he had to admit.
The other party has never thought about hiding the IP. As long as they want to check it, they can easily find it out.
"Dengdeng"
??Mence Duru¡¯s legs trembled suddenly, and his body took several steps backward uncontrollably.
He wanted to say something, but with his mouth wide open, nothing came out.
? One second, two seconds, three seconds
The whole office was silent.
The only sound was the heavy breathing of Mens Duru.
After a long while, Mensi Duru suddenly came back to his senses.
With a ferocious face and clenched teeth, he almost squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth: "Quickly, notify the Ministry of Finance to immediately suspend the attack on SMIC and withdraw funds as soon as possible."
¡°At any cost, raise the stock price for me!¡±
Yes, this time Mensi Duru was really panicked.
¡°At first, when Exxon Mobil was attacked, he didn¡¯t take it seriously.
¡°He even feels that this is SMIC¡¯s death struggle. Soon, SMIC will spend all its last bullets and then let others slaughter it.
But now, Mens Duru suddenly realized that he was wrong.
And the wrong one is quite outrageous.
What kind of desperate struggle is SMIC?
This is simply infinite.
While he was resisting the attacks of many financial groups, he still had the energy to launch an attack on the Rockefeller Financial Group and him at the same time.
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If it is just a desperate struggle, this is simply not possible.
SMIC has far more trump cards than they imagined.
"clear!"
It seemed that he was aware of the seriousness of the problem, and the look on Fry's face was particularly solemn.
The moment Mensi Duru finished speaking, Frye agreed and then turned around and left.
"etc¡¡"
But just when Frye was about to step out of the door, Mens Dulu suddenly stopped Frye.
"Chairman?"
Frye stopped, his eyes filled with inquiry, and turned to look at Mensi Duru.
"Let the public relations department prepare, I will hold a press conference now!"
??Mence Dulu gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.
Originally, Mensdulu felt that the matter was not yet clear, and he originally planned to wait and see.
But who would have thought that the flames of war would quietly burn into his body.
At this time, it was no longer possible for Mens Dulu to think that "the matter has nothing to do with him."
Now he is eager to cut off from the Rockefeller Foundation.
Remove yourself from the whole thing.
As for the favor owed to the Rockefeller Foundation?
hehe¡¡
He has done enough, and he has repaid part of it.
¡°Moreover, compared with one¡¯s own vital interests, one¡¯s own vital interests are definitely more important.
"I'll make arrangements right now!"
Frye nodded, then lowered his hands and walked backwards to the door. Seeing that Mens Duru had no reaction, Frye turned around and left, and then went straight to the Finance Department.
"Hoo~"
Inside the door, Mens Duru let out a long sigh, his half-closed eyes flashing with profound meaning.
After a while, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed Thomas Mellon's number.
¡°Dududu~¡±
After three blind tones, the call was successfully connected.
"Hello¡¡"
"Hey, Mensi, why do you suddenly think of me?"
As soon as James Duru opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Thomas Mellon on the other end of the phone before he could finish his words. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com