Chapter 16

Elliot!

The founder of Gotham City, a rich family with a history of 100 years, and the goal that countless people look up to

There is too much to describe about its story.

Robert never dreamed of being approached by the Eliot family heirs.

Warren raised his elbow and pounded him,

"we're not invited in yet!"

Robert wakes up and reaches out his right hand,

"Hello, Mr. Elliott!"

Thomas didn't look at him. He went straight into the room.

Robert's cheek froze for a moment, then he turned and followed him as if nothing had happened,

"Mr. Elliott, I don't know what you want to see me for."

As a top student who graduated from Harvard Medical College, Thomas abides by the oath he made when he graduated. He does not smoke, drink or take drugs. He maintains a good life style and never touches anything dirty.

As a result, when he walked into the room, his body had a huge repulsion, whether it was the smell of tobacco and wine in the air or the furniture carpet full of putty that made him extremely uncomfortable.

Since he didn't like it, there was no need to stay. He left a sentence [to talk on the roof], and Thomas turned and left.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely awkward.

Robert stood still, his face so gloomy that he could drip water.

Warren quickly made amends, comforting his old friend and dragging him out.

When he came to the top of the building, Thomas was standing on the edge of the wall, and the next step was the abyss, but he didn't care about walking back and forth. His black suit was blowing noisily by the night wind, and the whole person seemed to be floating,

"I've read your personal information, and you have a deep hatred with Falcone. It happens that I don't like the arrogant guy who calls himself a Roman. Do something for me, I'll give it to you A chance for revenge. "

Robert said coldly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Elliot. I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed. The hatred with Falcone has become a thing of the past. Now I just want to start from scratch."

"Is it?"

With a faint smile, Thomas took out a stack of photos from his arms and threw them at his feet. The photo shows a young woman with a beautiful face, trapped in a chain on a stake and covered with scars.

Although the light was dim, Robert recognized the woman. The deepest memory emerged. The pretty face became twisted, the body trembled, and the twinkling pupils were full of venom.

"Some hatred will not disappear, but will grow stronger with time."

Thomas stepped down from the wall and said without expression, "Falcone's men are all over Gotham. Every time he goes out, he is surrounded by a dozen bodyguards, and senior political officials act as umbrellas. How do you want to kill him? Do you have the courage to die with explosives? "

Thomas stepped forward and whispered in his ear,

"you'll never get revenge without my help."

A word, like a red needle, stabbed Robert's heart deeply. After a long silence, he roared, "I don't believe you."

"You can only trust me."

Robert bowed his head and said nothing. There is no free lunch in the world. The other party must have something to ask for. After thinking about it, there is only showme.

Seeing that his old friend didn't speak, Warren quickly advised him,

"Mr. Elliott is a trustworthy person, and he never goes back on what he said. I can save my life for this. Besides, who else in the world can help you to revenge and count on your little old man? What else can he do besides pick up girls? "

"We don't ask you to betray us. We just need you to give us some inside information and step back at the critical moment."

Then he took out a check and put it on the ground with the number 5 and six zeros on it.

Five million dollars!

Robert took a cold breath and looked at his old friend with complicated eyes.

"this is the deposit. After the event, there is a check of the same amount. In addition, the position of financial director of Sequoia group is also yours."

Sequoia group?

Robert seems to understand something. Eight years ago, Sequoia group experienced a major equity change, and its boss Lambert Kahn sold all his shares to a mysterious rich man.

Since then, Sequoia has taken on a new look, becoming a giant in the Internet industry in just a few years.

Is that mysterious rich man the Elliott family.

"I'll tell you the truth. The big boss of Sequoia group is Mr. Elliott beside me. It's better to follow him than your current boss."

Robert still chooses to be silent. Warren still wants to persuade him, but when he sees the boss shaking his head, he has to close his mouth and stand aside.

Time passes slowly in a strange atmosphere.

Half a minute later, Robert raised his head and said word by word,

"it's not difficult to win showme with the strong financial resources of the Elliott family. Why do you want to find me?""You should ask your little boss why he is unwilling to sell his shares."

When he thought of what had happened in recent days, Thomas was shocked.

"Three days ago, in the name of Sequoia group, I launched an acquisition plan with a value of 100 million yuan to showme. He hung up without hesitation, and then the offer was raised to 150 million yuan, but it still failed. This is the second time in more than 20 years that I have been rejected continuously."

"The day before yesterday afternoon, I entrusted a company of my company to launch a financing plan for showme, expecting to buy 50% of showme's shares at a price of 80 million US dollars."

Thomas raised the corner of his mouth, and his eyes had a strange smell,

"what do you think of the result?"

Robert is not a fool, who dare to take this sentence, silent for a long time, then bitterly said, "I don't understand, showme is just a social network company that provides free services, the appreciation space is limited, why do you have to spend so much effort to win him."

"I don't want showme, I want a database."

"Database?"

Robert frowned, unable to understand.

The names and telephone numbers recorded in the database can be found in other ways, which is useless!

"You have three minutes to think about it. In three minutes, I hope to get a positive answer."

With these words, Thomas turned away and soon disappeared at the stairway.

Warren patted his old friend on the shoulder and followed.