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Chapter seven hundred and eleven joy

 As the Paris Stock Exchange closed at 5:30 p.m., the share price of LVMH Group fell to the limit again on June 5. This news quickly spread to people around the world who were paying attention to this "war".

Because this afternoon, the Pinault family suddenly joined the family and released extremely negative news about the LV brand, which made everyone understand that the Arnault family "is over".

Denton Glaser, CEO of Publicis Groupe, drove directly to Jinggao’s villa at No. 12 Rotan Street in the 16th District.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, his car parked in front of the villa. Two bodyguards with Asian faces in black suits were guarding the door. Before he came, he called Jing Gao, and Jing Gao's assistant Dong Youwei

A subordinate was sent to wait at the door, "Mr. Glaser, please come this way!"

Entering from the gate, you will see towering ancient trees in the deep courtyard. The main body of the three-story villa is tall and has a typical French architectural style. In the light night, the breeze is gentle, bringing with it the coolness of early summer.

Denton Glaser took his close subordinates to admire the scenery in the courtyard and walked to the door of the villa. The Chinese who led the way opened the door and said in English: "Please come in."

When he entered the house, there was no carnival scene as he imagined, but everyone in the villa had a smile on their face and was beaming with joy.

"Chinese people are so reserved!" Denton Glaser lamented to his subordinates.

The subordinates nodded. If Publicis Group had achieved such a major victory, the office would have cheered.

Dong Youwei came down quickly from the second floor and shook hands with Denton Glaser with a smile on his face. "Hello, Mr. Glaser. Mr. Jing is still on the phone. Please sit down for a moment."

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay." Denton Glaser followed Dong Youwei to the hall to sit down and drink tea and chat.

Jing Gao was talking on the phone with Guo Lingyu in the study room on the second floor.

Guo Lingyu had just come out of Deutsche Bank's headquarters and returned to the five-star hotel next door. She said excitedly: "Mr. Jing, you didn't see the situation in Deutsche Bank's investment banking department at the closing time this afternoon. Haha!"

Chester Flynn kept banging the table and saying Fxxx, Fxxx, to the beat of 'We are the champions', and kicked the desk with his feet. Some people took champagne and poured it on their heads, while others took off their pants.

They made forward and forward thrusting movements, and some people took off their shirts and threw them around, making people cry and howl.

I hurriedly hid. Otherwise, I might be hugged and bitten by someone."

Jing Gao was a little surprised and said with a smile: "Are all people in investment banks so crazy?" He had talked about Wall Street with Wei Chenjun before. Some fund managers wore suits and ties during the day, but after work, they would go to the subway entrance to give people

Play the violin and decompress.

As for the crazy and crazy state of play, it is basically more exaggerated than in "The Wolf of Wall Street" starring Leonardo DiCaprio. It can be done on the spot. Compared with Hollywood, it is basically the same.

Guo Lingyu smiled sweetly and said: "Mr. Jing, I always feel that you and I are not talking about the same thing. Is it some of the rumors on Wall Street that Catherine (Wei Chenjun) told you?

It’s not that people in investment banks are crazy. Think about how much income you brought to the Deutsche Bank group today. Originally, they were satisfied with the short position of 30% and were already closing their positions gradually. But in the afternoon, Pinault announced

The negative news directly drove the share price of LVMH Group to the limit.

Chester Flynn made at least 500 million euros in this transaction. Doesn't this make them crazy? Just sharing the money can make them happy. A trader can get at least 5 million.

Euros. Earn 5 million euros in two days!!!

Mr. Jing, how did you do it?"

Jing Gao smiled and said: "The negative report was originally provided by the Pinault family. Pinault took the initiative to come to the villa where I live this morning to discuss cooperation with me.

He and his father decided to join forces with me after hearing the news from China about the decline in LVMH Group's share in France.

Look, isn’t his harvest very fruitful?”

"Oh, oh." Guo Lingyu was very excited. Such a decisive victory also made her very happy, and said: "Mr. Jing, Bernard Arnault will definitely ask you to admit defeat tonight. You have to think carefully now to make him surrender.

conditions of!"

Bernard-Arnault will admit defeat if he doesn't find a way to do it tonight and keep his head down. When the stock market opens tomorrow, the share price of LVMH Group will continue to fall. It has already dropped to the limit twice in a row. If it continues to fall, the market value will be cut in half, even if the Arnault family holds LVMH.

With more than 50% of the group's shares, angry investors will also want to oust Bernard Arnault as CEO.

He must resign to calm the market sentiment. This is definitely not what Bernard-Arnault wants. Not to mention that if the stock price continues to fall, the Arnault family will suffer losses.

Jing Gao smiled and said: "I know. Lingyu, I'm dead. We'll meet up in Paris later."

Guo Lingyu cannot leave Frankfurt yet. First, Bernard Arnault has not come to surrender to him yet, so he must always be prepared to continue.

Second, Guo Lingyu wanted to supervise the funds leaving Deutsche Bank in Frankfurt. This time he made a huge profit with 500 million euros, totaling about 840 million euros. With such a large sum of money, Deutsche Bank will definitely find a way to keep it in their bank.

Someone is watching the retreat.

"good."

After hanging up Guo Lingyu's call, Jing Gao came down from the second floor, shook hands with Denton Glaser in the luxurious hall on the first floor, and said politely: "Denton, you are welcome to come and be our guest."

At Denton Glaser's strong request, Igao called him "Denton". After all, he was the sponsor's father, not his younger brother.

Denton Glaser smiled and said: "Mr. Jing, this villa of yours is really great. I just had a chat with Assistant Dong. If you hold a party here, it will definitely become an attraction for the entire Paris fashion circle, film and television circle, and media."

A topic that is much talked about in the circle.”

His tone was filled with respect that he was not even aware of.

There is something in your words, classmate Denton. Jing Gao smiled and said, "I don't have this idea for the time being. Drink tea!" He reached out to take the tea brewed by a subordinate and gestured to Denton Glaser.

Denton Glaser followed the instructions and took a sip of tea, then smiled and explained the purpose of his visit: "Mr. Jing, the stock price of LVMH Group has dropped to the limit for two consecutive days. You have done all the work by yourself. Publicis Groupe doesn't know what to do next.

Cooperation."

Jing Gao definitely didn't believe his half-truths. He drank tea and said slowly: "Denton, it is still necessary to clear up Zhaoshi Group in public opinion. If Publicis Group continues to follow this idea, I will pay for it."

"

As he was talking, Jing Gao saw Ouyang Wan popping up at the top of the stairs. He waved his cell phone at him and said silently: "Brother Jing, someone is looking for you." Jing Gao changed the subject and said: "You and me about the specific matter.

It’s okay to talk about it, right?”

Denton Glaser quickly said: "No problem."

Dong Youwei succeeded Jing Gao and invited Denton Glaser and his subordinates to a small room on the east side to discuss cooperation in detail.

Jing Gao went to the study room on the second floor to answer the phone. Ouyang Wan followed him in his clothes and smiled.

The call was from An Zhiwen in China, "Mr. Jing, congratulations. We have all seen the stock market situation in Paris."

Jing Gao said with a smile: "Lao An, it's already almost 12 o'clock at night in China right now? Are you still awake?"

An Zhiwen said with a smile: "Mr. Jing, who owns this place? I, Mr. Guan (Guan Yujia), Mr. Cao (Cao Danqing), Mr. Liu (Liu Sumei), and others are all waiting here at the International Trade Headquarters.

Shen Jinyuan, Xie Wangzhen, Tang Xuan on the capital side, Liu Zhen, Professor Nie (Nie Yunxi), Guo Pojun, and Li Yifeng on the other side of the capital are all paying attention to the news in Paris."

Idakadao: "You have all worked hard. Go to bed early. After I have taken care of the things in Paris, I will go to Russia to watch the World Cup and then return to China. In the beginning, Phoenix executives all performed their duties."

An Zhiwen was somewhat dumbfounded. Is Mr. Jing so cool? But the joy and restlessness in his heart calmed down unconsciously under Jing Gao's attitude.

The first reason he made this call was to congratulate Jing Gao on behalf of all the senior executives. It was indeed worthy of congratulations! Mr. Jing had abruptly turned the situation around within twenty days of going to Paris.

Second, he wanted to ask Mr. Jing how to "deal with" certain people.

In the past few days, the negative public opinion against Zhaoshi Group and Jing Gao was overwhelming. Some people jumped very high. Zhou Mingyang, Li Zekai, Ma Yun, and Alibaba executives.

He is happy to carry out Mr. Jing's instructions for revenge.

But now it seems that Jing was always confident, but they were too hasty.

Jing Gao hung up the phone and smiled slightly. He understood what An Zhiwen meant. If the French side handles the matter, some people in China will also clean up the situation.

This idea is of course correct. You are allowed to be in the first year of junior high school, but I am not allowed to be in the fifteenth year of junior high school?

However, there is no need for him to return to the Magic City to play with these high-jumping people!

Jing Gao put his arms around Ouyang Wan's slender waist and rested his chin on her head. In front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the study, he looked at the street scene that he slightly disliked yesterday, enjoying his own quiet and joyful emotion in his heart!

The long road through Xiongguan is really like iron, but now we are crossing it from the beginning. Crossing it from the beginning, the mountains are like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood!


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