Rebirth of the Strongest Tycoon

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"Peter Hoffbauer you bastard!"

"I@%@%#*"

Terrence Wahlberg completely lost his gentlemanly demeanor, like a ruffian who was afraid to curse in the office.

On the ground, is the Financial Times published today that has been torn apart.

Terrence Wahlberg was so furious that the secretary in the office was silent, even breathing subconsciously, for fear of attracting the wrath of the chairman.

"You go out first!"

Terrence Wahlberg, who was still angry, regained some sense of reason. After driving his subordinates out, he squatted down and picked up the torn newspaper again.

After being reassembled on the desktop.

Terrence Wahlberg, holding back his anger, read the front page news about S.G. Warburg carefully again.

Especially what Peter Hoffbauer said made his blood surge.

[…S.G. Huabao lost a total of US$4,466.53 million in its investment in Xiangjiang…]

[In recent times, S.G. Warburg has been in a vortex of losses, resulting in a net loss of 224.15 million pounds, and investors who applied to withdraw their investment...]

"These detailed data have been exposed, and it is impossible to refute the rumors. Damn..."

Terrence Wahlberg crumpled the pieced together newspaper again, and threw it directly into the wastebasket, saying bitterly.

At this time, his face was extremely hideous.

But behind the hideousness is panic and helplessness.

This time, he was really desperate.

The knife of Peter Hoffbauer stabbed directly into the heart of S.G. Warburg, and it seemed that S.G. Warburg, which was already bleeding, was going to give the air defense the last drop of blood.

"Dudu..."

at this time.

Terrence Wahlberg'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.

"Hey, who is it?"

"Curtis Dubois?"

"Are you from the Bright Foundation?"

"I'm not free, we have nothing to talk about."

At first, Terrence Wahlberg didn't react, but the name sounded 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 hung up the call directly.

"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 actors against them.

This is to eat their S·G·Warburg company!

"Damn, they really found me."

Pacing anxiously back and forth in the office, Terrence Wahlberg became more anxious the more he thought about it, but the more he thought about the status quo, the more powerless he felt in his heart.

"No, we have to think of a way."

After muttering to himself.

Terrence Wahlberg took the phone and started calling one by one, trying to struggle a little more.

"Hello, Mr. Hughes, I'm your old friend Terrence Wahlberg...what? Actually, the situation in our company is not what the news says, Peter Hoffbauer must have received the money, I Already preparing to prosecute him, he will definitely be sent to prison..."

"Hey……"

Called out one by one, all received, without exception, were all euphemistic refusals, unable to provide financial support for S·G·Warburg.

Even Terrence Wahlberg vehemently denied the veracity of the news and put all the blame on Peter Hoffbauer.

Terrence Wahlberg's heart became colder and colder after being rejected again and again.

at last.

He called Evelyn Rosier.

"Hey, Evelyn, I need your help, if you don't help me, then we're really screwed!"

As soon as it was connected, Terrence Wahlberg went straight to the point, threw out the problem, and said it was extremely serious, trying to increase the stake.

The other side of the phone was silent for five or six seconds before the tired old voice of Evelyn Rothier could be heard.

"Terrence, I also read today's Financial Times. I'm sorry to hear about the betrayal of you by Peter Hoffbauer, a German."

"But I don't know if you've heard, we've also been in great trouble, David Rockefeller and John Chris Morgan are already besieging our family, and we're not under any less pressure than you..."

Terrence Wahlberg knew a lot about these complaints and the real situation, but he didn't want to hear it.

He directly raised the volume and interrupted Evelyn Rothier'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 will It will definitely be over."

"At that time, we don't have enough strength to work together again!"

Although these words were very pitiful, they had a strong sense of vigilance, which Evelyn Rothier could certainly hear.

Although the Warburg family is much weaker than the Rothschild family, after all, the two have a friendship for hundreds of years.

So in the face of Terrence Wahlberg's words, Evelyn Rothier finally relented.

"Terrence, our losses are more serious than you, and the intensity of the attack we face is far greater than yours. We are also very difficult now."

"I can give you a maximum of £200 million to support you, and I really can't come up with any more."

"Five hundred million pounds!" Terrence Wahlberg said suddenly to Evelyn Rothier on the other end of the phone.

"No, only 200 million pounds, Terrence, I'm not kidding you." Evelyn Rothier replied in a very serious and determined tone.

Terrence Wahlberg laughed silently, and then replied with one word: "Okay."

After all, he directly ended the call, slumped on the armchair, stared 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 Wahlberg answered the phone.

"Hey... I have time, in my office, you can come over."

After just saying a word, Terrence Wahlberg hung up the call, and after dropping the phone on the table, he grabbed his blond hair with both hands and scratched frantically.

After about fifteen minutes.

"Tuk Tuk!"

There was a knock on the door, and a subordinate's voice came from outside.

"Chairman, I brought the people from Bright Fund."

"Come in!" Terrence Wahlberg said, and when he saw the office door open, his subordinates brought in a few people.

The person at the head was Curtis Dubois.

"Hello, Mr. Warburg, I'm Curtis Dubois from the Bright Fund."

"Hello, Mr. Dubois."

After shaking hands with the three of Curtis Dubois expressionlessly, Terrence Wahlberg directly signaled his subordinates to go out.

"Mr. Dubois, your Bright Fund is really a good way to make Peter Hoffbauer fall to you."

Facing Terrence Wahlberg's cynicism, Curtis Dubois smiled and said: "No one can refuse a banknote."

"If he refused, it must have been not enough."

"Hehe~"

This joke is not funny at all, on the contrary it is extremely harsh, Terrence Wahlberg laughed without laughing, seemingly mocking himself and venting.

"Mr. Dubois, explain your purpose." Terrence Wahlberg asked bluntly.

"We have only one purpose, 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 absolutely the funniest joke I've ever heard."

"If it weren't for you, our S.G. Warburg Company wouldn't be what it is now, and it's not your turn to speak up for salvation."

Terrence Wahlberg 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 Rothier family. If they don't unite with you to attack Xiangjiang, you will not encounter it. Such a big failure would not be in this situation.”

"Even if we don't come today, other companies will come to 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 best suited to save S.G. Warburg, it is only our Bright Fund."

"We have the strength and the prestige to calm down investors and keep S.G. Warburg safe."

Curtis Dubois said with a smile, with a very determined tone.

After some words, Terrence Wahlberg was speechless.

Because what Curtis Dubois said was true.

Investors have withdrawn their capital wildly because they no longer trust him and the current management.

And vice versa.

Bright Fund has the highest sense of investor expectation and support in the European financial industry.

This invisible thing is the most difficult to grasp and twist, and also the easiest to grasp and twist.

Unfortunately, he couldn't hold it.

"Mr. Warburg, make a price. We want all the shares you hold in S.G. Warburg."

Curtis Dubois chased after the victory and said.

Terrence Wahlberg clenched his fists, his face was struggling, he opened his mouth, but still did not say the word not to sell.

He closed his eyes and fell silent.