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"Peter Hofbauer, bastard!"
"I@%@%#*"
Terrence Warburg completely lost his gentlemanship, like a poppy, afraid of swearing in the office.
On the ground is the "Financial Times" published today that has been torn apart.
Terrence Warburg was so furious that he silenced the secretary in the office, even subconsciously breathing light, for fear of arousing the anger of the chairman.
"You go out first!"
Terrence Warburg regained his sense of anger a bit, drove his subordinates out, squatted down, and picked up the torn newspaper again.
After putting it together on the desktop.
Terrence Warburg held back his anger and carefully read the front page news about S.G. Warburg once again.
Especially what Peter Hofbauer said made him unable to help his blood flow.
[...S·G·Huabao Company lost a total of US$4.46653 million in the investment in Heung Kong...]
[In recent time, S·G·Huabao has suffered a deep loss vortex, resulting in a net loss of funds of 224.15 million pounds, and investors who have applied to withdraw their investment...]
"These detailed data have been exposed. It is impossible to dispel rumors anymore, damn..."
Terrence Warburg crumpled the pieced newspaper into a ball again, threw it directly into the wastebasket, and said bitterly.
At this time, his face was extremely hideous.
But behind the hideous, there is panic and helplessness.
This time, he really felt desperate.
Peter Hoffbauer's knife directly pierced the heart of S.G. Warburg, as if he wanted to give the air defense the last drop of blood to S.G. Warburg, which was already bleeding.
"Dudu..."
at this time.
Terrence Warburg's cell phone rang suddenly.
"Huh...huh..."
He stared at the phone for nearly ten seconds, then took a few deep breaths, trying to get his emotions back to normal as much as possible, and then connected the phone.
"Hello, who is it?"
"Curtis Dubois?"
"You belong to the Bright Fund?"
"I'm not free, we have nothing to talk about."
At first, Terrence Warburg hadn't reacted yet, but he felt that the name was familiar.
But after hearing that Curtis Dubois came from the Bright Fund, he suddenly became angry, rejected Curtis Dubois in an extremely bad tone, and directly hung up the call.
"Financial Times" is the mouthpiece of the financial media in the hands of the Bright Fund, and the Bright Fund is also one of the behind-the-scenes against them. Now he takes the initiative to contact him, and you don't have to think about what you are going to do.
This is going to eat their S·G·Huabao Company!
"Damn, they found me."
Walking anxiously back and forth in the office, Terrence Warburg became more anxious the more he thought about it, but the more he felt powerless when he thought about the status quo.
"No, I must think of a way again."
After whispering to himself.
Terrence Warburg took the cell phone and started making calls one by one, wanting to struggle a bit more.
"Hey, Mr. Hughes, I am your old friend Terrence Warburg...what? Actually, the situation in our company is not what the news says. Peter Hoffbauer must have collected the money. I have He is ready to prosecute him, he will definitely be sent to prison..."
"Hey…"
All the calls were made, without exception, they were all tactful rejections, unable to provide financial support for S·G·Huabao Company.
Even Terrence Warburg strongly denies the authenticity of the news and throws all the pot on Peter Hofbauer.
Being rejected again and again made Terrence Warburg's heart colder and colder.
finally.
He got through Evelyn Rohill's phone.
"Hey, Evelyn, I need your help, if you don't help me, then we are really done!"
As soon as it was connected, Terrence Warburg went straight to the point, threw out the problem, and said it was extremely serious, and wanted to increase the bargaining chip.
After five or six seconds of silence on the phone, Evelyn Rohill's tired old voice came out.
"Terrence, I also read today's "Financial Times", and I regret to learn that Peter Hoffbauer, a German, betrayed you."
"But I don't know if you have heard that we are also in great trouble. David Rockefeller and John Chris Morgan are already besieging our family. We are under no less pressure than you..."
Terrence Warburg knew a lot about these complaints and the truth, but he didn't want to listen to it.
He directly raised the volume and interrupted Evelyn Lowhill’s words: "Evelyn, I don’t know your situation, and I don’t have the energy to understand it. I only know that if you can’t help, then we It will definitely be over."
"At that time, we will not have enough strength to work together again!"
Although the words were very pitiful, they had a strong sense of vigilance, and Evelyn Rohill certainly could hear them.
Although the Warburg family's strength is much worse than that of the Rothschild family, after all, the two have had friendship for hundreds of years.
So in the face of Terrence Warburg's words, Evelyn Rohill finally let go.
"Terrence, our losses are more serious than you, and the offensive intensity we face is far greater than you. We are also very difficult now."
"I can support you up to 200 million pounds. No amount of money is really available."
"Five hundred million pounds!" Terrence Warburg suddenly said to Evelyn Lowhill on the other end of the phone.
"Really no, only 200 million pounds, Terrence, I didn't joking with you." Evelyn Lowhill replied with a serious and determined tone.
Terrence Warburg laughed silently, and then returned a word: "Okay."
After that, he ended the call directly, slumped on the chair, looked at the ceiling blankly, without making a sound for a long time.
until…
The phone in his hand rang again.
"Hey…"
After a long sigh, Terrence Warburg answered the phone.
"Hey... I have time, in my office, you can come over."
After just saying a word, Terrence Warburg hung up the call, and after dropping the phone on the table, he grabbed his blond hair with both hands and scratched it frantically.
About fifteen minutes later.
"Tuk Tuk!"
There was a knock on the door, and the subordinate's voice came from outside.
"Chairman, I brought the people from Guangming Fund."
"Come in!" Terrence Warburg said, and saw the office door opened and his subordinates brought in a few people.
The headed person is Curtis Dubois.
"Mr. Warburg, hello, this is Curtis Dubois of the Bright Fund."
"Hello, Mr. Dubois."
After shaking hands with Curtis Dubois without expression, Terrence Warburg directly signaled his subordinates to go out.
"Mr. Dubois, your Illumination Fund is really a good way to make Peter Hofbauer fall on you."
Facing Terrence Warburg's cynicism, Curtis Dubois smiled and said: "No one can refuse banknotes."
"If he refuses, it must be not enough."
"Hehe~"
This joke was not funny at all, but it seemed extremely harsh. Terrence Warburg chuckled without a smile, seeming to laugh at himself, but also to vent.
"Mr. Dubois, explain your intentions." Terrence Warburg asked bluntly.
"Our goal is only one, to save S.G. Warburg. The disappearance of such a century-old company is definitely a great regret in the financial world." Curtis Dubois said with a smile.
"save?"
"This is definitely the funniest joke I have ever heard."
"If it weren't for you, our S·G·Huabao company would not be what it is now, and it would not be your turn to speak about rescue."
Terrence Warburg said with a sneer.
"NO! NO! NO!"
"Mr. Warburg, S.G. Warburg will encounter the current crisis, which is caused by you, or you should resent the Rohill family. If they do not unite with you to attack Xiangjiang, you will not encounter it. Such a big failure will not be in the current situation."
"Even if we don't come today, other companies will find you. Although the process will be different, the result will be the same."
"And most importantly, at this time, if anyone in the world is most suitable to rescue S·G·Huabao, there is only our Bright Fund."
"We have this strength and this prestige, to calm investors down, and let S·G·Huabao preserve it."
Curtis Dubois said with a smile, in a very calm tone.
After that, Terrence Warburg was speechless.
Because what Curtis Dubois said is indeed the truth. U U Reading
Investors withdraw their capital wildly because they no longer trust him and the current management.
And vice versa.
Bright Fund has the highest investor expectation and support in the European financial world.
This intangible thing is the most difficult to grasp and reverse, and it is also the easiest to grasp and reverse.
It's a pity that he couldn't grasp it.
"Mr. Warburg, make an offer. We want all the shares in S.G. Warburg that you hold."
Curtis Dubois took advantage of the victory and said.
Terrence Warburg clenched his fists, his face was struggling, and opened his mouth, still not saying the word not to sell.
He closed his eyes and fell silent.