Regardless of how much the J. Langdon father and son prioritized heir interests, unless their life was at stake, they would not consider the choice of breaking off their arm to save themselves.
At this moment, on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, a multi party meeting hosted by the highest financial department of the United States was underway.
ExxonMobil’s chairman Bryant sat expressionless on the sofa with a pipe in his mouth. Sitting opposite him was Soros from Quantum Fund.
As the host, Hamilton tapped his finger on the armrest of the sofa, looked at Bryant, and said, “Bryant, the situation is right in front of us now. What we need is your opinion.”
Bryant snorted and answered, “Why should I sell my company’s shares just because you want to fight Somerland?”
Soros chimed in, “We’re not asking you to sell your shares, but for everyone to give up part of the shares. This is the only way to deal JW Foundation a painful blow.”
Bryant chuckled coldly and replied, “You have the funds from all of Wall Street backing you up, yet still want to deal with a punk from Somerland in such a despicable way?”
Shrugging, Soros said, “I advocate the smallest price in exchange for the greatest results. What’s more, Wall Street funds are used to attack the Somerland domestic market and even snipe Somer Dollars. Do you think that group of capitalists will let me hollow out their pockets?”
“No matter what you say, I will not sell 25% of my shares to Fongroup, ” Bryant said coldly.
Soros scoffed coldly, stopped talking, and turned to look at Hamilton.
Hamilton rubbed his chin and said, “Mr. Bryant, I don’t think you have recognized the current situation. We have already convinced most of the board members, and even gained the Rockefellers’ preliminary agreement.”
Bryant’s eyes widened and he said in disbelief, “The Rockefellers agreed?”
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