Rebirth of the Strongest Tycoon

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

At the headquarters of Eskenazi Ltd., CEO Giuseppe Eskenazi is holding a senior management meeting in the conference room to discuss ways out of the predicament.

He was in a bad mood because he was surrounded by troubles during this time. Just as he was talking, a hurried knock on the door planned his thoughts. He frowned suddenly and said in a fiery tone: "Come in !"

As soon as the words fell, a subordinate walked in with a panicked look, and said, "Chairman, something has happened, I just received news from the exchange that Bright Fund holds 33.5% of the company's shares and has become a company. The second largest shareholder."

Giuseppe Eskenazy, who wanted to scold his subordinates for being frizzy, was suddenly startled. He suddenly stood up from his seat, and the other high-level executives also stood up solemnly and looked at the person who reported.

"Are you sure there is nothing wrong?"

Giuseppe Eskenazi had a serious expression and looked at the reporting subordinates like a knife.

"Chairman, I have confirmed it more than three times, and I am absolutely not wrong."

The subordinate plucked up the courage and answered firmly.

The subordinate's words dispelled his last hope. Thinking of the seriousness of the matter, Giuseppe Eskenazy had no intention of meeting.

"The meeting is suspended!"

He dropped those words and walked out of the conference room quickly.

Ten minutes later, Giuseppe Eskenazy confirmed the news, and also launched his contacts to learn about the foundation of the Bright Fund. His heart sank sharply.

It's just that before he could figure out what to do, a letter from the Bright Fund appeared in front of him, with a line of words written on it--Acquisition Invitation!

He just opened it and looked at a part of it, his face turned blue, panting like a cow, and obviously his heart was burning with anger.

The company is the core asset of the family, and it is absolutely impossible to sell it to the Bright Fund. If the other party wants to acquire it, it is purely a dream!

Giuseppe Eskenazi outright refused.

Just thinking that the Bright Fund had acquired 33.5% of the shares unknowingly, his heart was filled with anger.

During this period of time, he has suffered from blood and mold for eight lifetimes. First, he was deeply involved in the whirlpool of public opinion, his business was deeply mired in the mire, and now another evil wolf came, and he could not relax for a moment.

Could it be that the previous predicament was caused by the Bright Fund?

Such a thought flashed in his mind, and the more she thought about it, the more likely it was, she couldn't help but fall into deep thought...

Of course, it was impossible for George Berkeley to act on only one target alone. After sending someone to Eskenazy Co., Ltd. to send a takeover offer, he personally went to the headquarters of Sotheby's Auction House.

He adheres to the principle of his boss Xia Yu, who is first to be polite and then soldiers. Every word is like a sharp knife hanging over the head of Sotheby's auction house chairman Sam Nelson, putting a lot of pressure on him.

After only half an hour, Sam Nelson's face became a little distorted, like anger, sadness, and loss. The combination of various emotions made George Berkeley feel very strange.

Seeing Sam Nelson like this, he gave him a lot of time to think calmly, and after leaving a sentence that he would come back tomorrow morning, he waved his sleeves and turned away.

After George Berkeley left, the current chairman, Sam Nelson, sat in the swivel boss chair with his back to the office door. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he stared blankly at the vehicles on the road downstairs and the pedestrians returning home from get off work. , the afterglow of the setting sun fell on his face.

Standing behind him, general manager Ron Eric seemed to sense an air of desolation and desolation emanating from Sam Nelson.

Having witnessed the whole process with his own eyes, he can understand the chairman's mood.

But he knew that he couldn't intervene in this kind of thing. He was just a professional manager. The only special thing was that he had been in Sotheby's auction house for almost fifteen years. obliterated contribution.

After a long time, Sam Nelson said in a somewhat desolate tone: "Ron, I didn't expect such a day,

Financial pirates like to use the money in their hands to snatch everything from others. I have seen this kind of thing a lot, but I didn't expect it to happen to me one day. "

Ron Eric comforted: "Chairman, fate is always so magical, you don't have to be so pessimistic, things are not so bad..."

Just talking about this, his words stopped abruptly, as if he didn't know how to continue, or he didn't even believe what he said.

Sam Nelson seemed to be thinking about it, he turned to look at Ron Eric, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You don't have to comfort me, the Bright Fund holds 58.7% of the equity, I don't have any chance to resist, I am at an absolute disadvantage, and the result of the confrontation will only be that my wealth will be diluted and annexed."

Speaking of this, he was silent for a long time, and said regretfully: "I just regret that I found it late..."

"Maybe this is my final destination. I also joined Sotheby's 20 years ago. The only difference is that my equity is not as high as that of the Bright Fund, and the methods are relatively gentle..."

"Maybe I should be happy, the Bright Fund is not too cold, at least they gave me the price before the share price fell, and I can sell them more than two million pounds more than the market value like now."

Hearing Sam Nelson muttering to himself, Ron Eric had mixed feelings.

"Ron, we've worked together for fifteen years, you're an old friend of mine, and now I've made over two million pounds, I think you should congratulate me."

"I haven't been to Dakto's restaurant for a long time. I'm about to forget what his steak tastes like. Are you interested in trying it tonight?"

Looking at Sam Nelson's expectant gaze, Ron Eric sighed inwardly, smiled and said, "Of course I'm interested."

After that, the two clocked in and got off work and went to Dakto Restaurant in Fulham.

On this night, in a top box of Dakto Restaurant, one person was so drunk but kept chanting, and the other was listening quietly...

That night, Julian Robertson picked up the phone in the room and made an international call, and his wife Rebecca answered the phone shortly after.

After some greetings, Julian Robertson talked to his wife about what happened these days and his decision.

"Dear, I have investigated his information in the past two days. Apart from his yellow identity, he is definitely a perfect investor... I feel that with my current reputation and contacts, I can hardly find anyone who can give me such a reputation. Investors with great support and trust..."

"Dear, thank you for your support and encouragement, for you and the child, I will definitely succeed, please believe me, love you..."

After hanging up the phone, Julian Robertson clenched his fists, and with the understanding and support of his wife, he finally unloaded all the burdens.

"I have no reason to fail!"

With a low growl, Julian Robertson's eyes were full of firmness and confidence, as well as infinite expectations for the future.

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