“But Mr. McNeal, ask the people in the policy institute how they expect me to get rid of Soros with just a deficit of 60 billion? If he uses his full force to attack u s, this small amount of money would be gone in an instant. I can disregard my interests, but you have to at least give me enough ammunition if you want me to go onto the battlefield, right?
“Up to now, I have relied entirely on myself to raise funds. I have used all kinds of means, be it despicable or righteous. At the very least, I didn’t embarrass Swallow Capital, but right now, if Swallow Capital can’t make a radical transformation, there’s no way this will work.
“I’m a human, not a god. Soros has at least 200 billion US Dollars on hand that h e can use now while the social security fund is only giving me 600 billion Somer Dollars. I am confident that I can win but I can’t accept the 10% loss limit. Find whoever that can do this, so that I won’t treat this as a joke.”
Since he was very emotional, Jasper’s voice was raised. After he finished screaming, he eventually realized who he was on the phone with.
“Sorry, Mr. McNeal, I was a little
emotional,” Jasper said.
“It’s okay, I understand.”
Mr. McNeal rubbed his eyebrows and said, “Don’t hang up yet.”
After speaking, without waiting for Jasper to respond, Mr. McNeal switched the call t o a very special line.
On Jasper’s side, he waited for about 10 minutes before a voice came from the other end of the phone.
“Mr. Laine, hello.”
Upon listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, Jasper found it to be very familiar. It was as if he heard it every day, but he just could not remember the voice belonged to. Hence, Jasper subconsciously asked, “Hello, may I ask who you are?”
Those who could make Mr. McNeal transfer the call would only hold a higher status than him.
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