Chapter 8 The real game
When the number of thirty dollars appeared on the computer screen, Wedge, who had just received the loan, was about to say he would take the goods, Burton stopped him, "No! The value of the News Media Group is only twenty dollars per share. The current price is inflated. At this time, we can only stabilize the goods for a while, and it will inevitably fall in the future, which is meaningless."
Wedge thought about it, but finally followed Burton's opinion.
When he saw that 100 million shares of $30 were only sold for more than 20 million shares, Tang Feng pouted and nodded, "Not bad, I can still calm down at this time. It seems that I have to give you some excitement. Twenty-five dollars, 100 million shares."
"It's falling to twenty-five dollars." Il turned his head in shock and looked at Burton and Wedge.
Wedge was about to have an attack, but Burton shook his head and stopped him, "No."
"No? Oh... it's amazing, it seems that I can only fight with you." Tang Feng said to the screen, "Twenty-two US dollars, 100 million shares."
"Burton, they are not shipping at all. They are smashing the plate. If we don't buy it, I'm sure it will fall again and continue until the collapse. At the current price, we have lost almost 10 billion. We can't let him fall again. If he falls again, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Burton frowned and thought for a while, and finally he took a hard shot on the computer desk, "Maybe we should have listened to Vivian from the beginning."
As he said that, Burton walked away helplessly.
"Twenty-two dollars, I need to buy it for me," said Wedge.
"Yes." Il nodded and directed his subordinates to sweep the goods.
Seeing that the deal was finally completed, Tang Feng laughed. He looked at Wu Shidao and said with a smile: "Ahha, I finally started to buy goods. OK, I don't have to lose money at all. Twenty-two dollars, if you do, I will give you all! 200 million shares."
"They sold another 200 million shares," Il said.
"You want!" Wei Qi said with a bite.
Tang Feng licked his lips, "OK, I have a good appetite, I'll give you another 300 million shares."
"They sold another 300 million shares," Il said.
"Damn it, it's so fucking crazy, you want it!" Weich cursed.
"Oh, there is only more than 100 million left, okay, I'll give it to you all." Tang Feng shook his head and knocked on the return.
"They sold 140 million shares again," Il said.
Wedge said, "Yes!"
"Borrowed it." Il wiped the sweat from his forehead, "740 million shares, they should have no stock in their hands."
“How much money do we have?”
"The total amount is less than 5 billion. If we have shares, we have more than 70%. Now, even God cannot take it away from us."
"These people are so crazy." Wedge said angrily.
Il also swallowed, "Mr. Wedge, this is not a bad thing for us. At least, we have flattened the stock acquisition price to twenty-six dollars. This is close to the real price of News Media Group, so we don't have to worry."
Weiqi nodded, "Bitch-like, no matter what, we have won, although it is a bit fucking miserable."
On the other side, Tang Feng closed the notebook and looked at Wu Shidao with a smile and said, "I made a small profit of 2 billion US dollars in a week. Although it is not much, it is a small reward. I have eaten the dessert and it tastes good. I should have a full meal next."
"To be honest, if it were me, I would never have thought that this would be the way." Wu Shidao looked at Tang Feng and said.
Tang Feng smiled, "That's because you are a gentleman, I'm different. I'm a villain, I can think of any tricks. Who told him to compete with me? I'm still so arrogant, our Holy Cabinet Club, cut—— who will bird him!"
"No matter what, thank you for your cooperation this time. Without you, we would not have had such a big gain this time." Wu Shidao said.
Tang Feng smiled and waved his hand, "Don't be stupid, it's mutual benefit, and the benefits are not something you alone. If it weren't for you, I would probably have gained nothing."
"Well, I hope there will be such opportunities for cooperation in the future."
"I'm looking forward to it too." Tang Feng nodded with a smile, then said, "I'm so happy today, but I have to go out for a drink."
William Chen, who was standing beside him, immediately said: "Okay, no problem! He will never return without getting drunk."
In the evening, Tang Feng, Wu Shidao, Mo Qingyun, Chen William and Ye Huiran and five people came to the bar to have a drink together. As soon as they entered the bar, Chen William said gentlemanly: "Miss Ye, don't be afraid. If Tang Feng, a scumbag, gets you in trouble, I will help you stop him."
As a result, the hero only drank two cups and then turned over, and he had to drag Tang Feng and Wu Shidao to help him back to the hotel. When he saw him lying on the sofa after two cups, Tang Feng initially thought he was playing. After teasing for a few times, he found that there was no sound at all. Only then did he realize that he was really drunk.
"Damn, you really do what you say and you will never return without getting drunk!" Tang Feng couldn't help but sigh.
The next day, on November 31, 2010, five minutes before Wall Street opened, Xiaotian, the representative of Dream Industry, and Frank, the senior vice president of the United States and one of the major shareholders, issued a joint statement that Dream Industry acquired 24% of Frank's US Network Group for $40 billion.
This hour spread throughout the world in one minute through radio waves. This event shocked the entire Wall Street, and the most violent one was the headquarters of the American Network Group.
Burton and Wedge, who had just returned to the headquarters and were preparing to reorganize the board of directors of the News Media Group, seemed to be shocked when they heard the news, and their faces were as if they were dead and could not speak for a long time.
Only then did they realize that what Tang Feng and Wu Shidao really wanted was not only the world's third largest media group in Mexico - News Media Group, but also the world's largest media group in their hands - the American Internet Group!
They regret it very much, but it was too late. Tang Feng and Wu Shidao, who still had more than $70 billion in funds, jointly sounded the clarion call for the American Internet Group. Faced with such a strong opponent, Burton and Wedge, who were only $5 billion, were powerless.
What does it mean to sit and eat and wait for death? This is called sit and eat and wait for death.
Chapter completed!