The night is deep. The bright stars are like finely divided gravel, densely spread on the sky. The Seine River reflects the high-rise buildings on both sides, as well as luxurious and quiet villas.
Bernard-Arnault gave his personal doctor a sedative at noon and fell into a deep sleep. He did not wake up until about eight o'clock in the evening.
After all, he is a 70-year-old man, his health is not as good as before, and his energy is low.
Old John and two maids helped Arno get up, wash and eat. Everything was as usual.
Bernard-Arnault also waited until he finished dinner, and while elegantly wiping his mouth with a napkin, he asked: "John, tell me, what is the situation like now?"
Old John had to speak and tell Bernard Arnault one by one about what happened this afternoon.
Another drop? Moreover, the Pinault family and Igao colluded together. I, Bernard Arnault, sat at the dining table, folded my hands, lowered my head and rested on my hands. His expression was extremely depressed, and from the bottom of his heart
The rising tiredness was covered up.
"Mr. Arnault" Old John waited for ten minutes and spoke softly, but stopped mid-sentence. He didn't know how to persuade. This is not a butler's professional field.
Bernard Arnault said in a low voice: "John, where's Alden? Why didn't I see him? Ask him to come see me. I spent a total of 7.4 billion euros, and he promised me time and time again that he could withstand it.
Bad news. Keep the stock price. Now where are the others!"
Looking at the angry boss, Old John pursed his lips and held back his tears. "Mr. Arnault, Alden drove away after closing the deal and accidentally fell into the water by the Versailles River. Half an hour ago, the police had already
Call the villa. Before he left, he asked me to tell you: I'm sorry."
Bernard-Arnault was obviously stunned for a while. Alden was his confidant. Two minutes later, he bitterly cursed: "Alden, you bastard, you coward!" Once again, he was deeply humbled.
He held his head proudly with his hands, "John, go get my mobile phone."
Arnault's first phone call was to his friend Arnold Lagardère, "Arnault, do you understand the general situation now? I plan to go to Jinggao's villa to admit defeat to him now."
Arnaud Lagardère was lying on the bed and said weakly: "Bernard, I'm sorry. I"
The funds raised by the Lagardère consortium did not help to go long in the stock market and purchase shares of the LVMH Group. Instead, they increased their holdings of shares in their own French integrated media group.
Bernard Arnault interrupted him, "Arnault, we have known each other for many years, and I don't blame you." He knew very well that it was Arnaud's son Arthur Lagardère who made the decision not to give him reinforcements.
This young man is cowardly and hypocritical! He will not have any future prospects. He never understands the real "rules of the game"!
Bernard Arnault said hello to the Lagardère Consortium, and then called Louis Froude, Minister of Territorial Integration and Local Liaison, to inform him of his decision. That day at Publicis Groupe Denton Glaser's villa
There was a conspiracy, and there was another person who didn't show up, which was little Pino. However, this person had already rebelled.
Louis Froude shouted unwillingly on the phone to dissuade him: "Arnault, you can't surrender to that Chinese. No! You will lose all the honor you have gained in the past decades."
Bernard-Arnault clenched his fist vigorously, then unclenched it, and said in a hoarse voice: "Louis, I have lost Alden Gallup and a lot of wealth, but I don't want to lose the LVMH Group again."
As long as LVMH is still in his hands, he has a chance to make a comeback.
Louis Froude roared a little madly: "Kill him! Arno, we can kill Jing Gao and solve all this."
You now go to the Paris Stock Exchange to apply for an emergency trading suspension and lock Jing Gao's funds in the stock market for half a year to a year. Then, we will get rid of him.
Jing Gao’s empire has no heirs. As soon as he dies, his empire will fall apart. Bang, all problems will be solved.”
“Louis, I have decided.” Bernard-Arnault hung up the phone.
Half an hour later, Bernard-Arnault drove to Jinggao’s villa at No. 12 Rotan Street in the 16th District
Another "big victory" today made the entire team led by Jing Gao feel quite relaxed. The dinner arrangement was a cold dinner reception.
Speaking of which, during the nearly twenty days that Jinggao and his party were in Paris, they did not bring a special chef with them at the beginning.
Eating is mainly done by cooking by yourself, buying takeout, etc.
Dong Youwei arranged for two employees who were good at cooking and cooking to work part-time as "chefs". Together with the restaurant's takeout, they made do for a few days. If it didn't work out later, he arranged a team of four chefs from China to serve the party.
People cook.
There are 15 people in total including Jing Gao, Ouyang Wan, Gu Xixi, Chen Qingshuang, Teacher Zheng, and Jun Zi. Not to mention a bodyguard team of 15 people.
Denton-Glaser took his close subordinates to discuss the next details with Dong Youwei, just in time for this dinner.
Teacher Zheng, who had gray hair, went to a TV station to record a program. When he returned to the villa, he met Dong Lingxi getting out of the car and said, "Mr. Dong, have you just come back from the company?"
Dong Lingxi was wearing a soft and exquisite aqua blue skirt, a string of pearl necklaces on her fair neck, and high heels. She was an elegant and fashionable beautiful woman. She smiled and said: "Yes. Teacher Zheng, you
How was the show?"
Teacher Zheng gestured gracefully to let Dong Lingxi go first, and together they walked to the main building of the villa. He said elegantly: "Today's situation is very good. Naturally, I will receive preferential treatment when I record a program on the TV station."
The two of them were chatting and laughing as they entered the house. In the hall on the first floor, everyone was watching TV, and a few people were helping to set up the dining table.
To be honest, not everyone can watch TV because most of the TV programs are in French. Among Jinggao's subordinates, there are only a few people who can listen to French and watch TV.
The TV was showing the scene of Chester Flynn, co-president of Deutsche Bank's investment department, being interviewed by the media outside the Deutsche Bank headquarters building after the market closed at 5:30 this afternoon.
Chester Flynn is a Jew and is known as the Wolf King. He usually acts resolutely and speaks briefly. At this time, he said to the financial reporters in English with a cheerful face: "Facts have proved that the report issued by Deutsche Bank has considerable credibility. Yesterday, some people still
Question me, there is no problem with the governance of LVMH Group. So, what now?
Everyone, this is the strength of our Deutsche Bank. You need to follow Deutsche Bank’s footsteps!”
“At the same time, I call on France’s capital market to continue to remain open, equal, and cooperative, and to abide by common rules of the game.”
Several people who were watching TV complained: "This co-president is really crazy when talking."
Denton Glaser came in from the balcony and said with a smile: "Chester Flynn certainly has the qualifications to be arrogant. He is now the winner! However, Flynn has only been addicted to talking in front of the media. The real benefits are
And the benefits will be obtained by the initiator, Mr. Jing!"
Gu Xixi was coming down from the third floor. She had just received a call from her mother and was in a bad mood. When she heard Denton Glaser's flattering words, she couldn't help but smile inwardly.
The CEO of one of the top five advertising companies in the world was so shy that he came to try and flatter Brother Jing casually!
She saw Dong Lingxi and Teacher Zheng coming in, and said hello quietly, "Sister Dong, Teacher Zheng."
Jing Gao called Wei Chenjun on the second floor and chatted for a few words, "Chenjun, you should go to bed early. It's already past midnight now."
“Yeah. Bye.” Wei Chenjun smiled and hung up the phone in a soft tone.
Jing Gao was in Ouyang Wan. When Chen Qingshuang came to call him for dinner, he received another call from Pinault. Pinault smiled happily on the phone and said, "Mr. Jing, congratulations. Has Arnault admitted defeat to you?"
“You haven’t called me yet.” Jing Gao put his phone on speakerphone, put his arm around a beautiful woman, felt the wonderful touch through her thin summer clothes, leaned against the desk, and said with a smile.
The overall situation has been decided, and he is naturally in a good mood.
Ouyang Wan and Chen Qingshuang were a little shy. But since their mobile phones were on speakerphone, they cuddled up to Jing Gao gently and obediently, enjoying the wonderful feeling of embracing him.
Little Pino laughed and said: "Mr. Jing, what's the point of sincerity in calling to admit defeat? Arnault is a sensible person, he will definitely come to your door to apologize to you.
Haha, if my presence hadn’t embarrassed Arnault and affected your profits, I would have really wanted to appreciate his embarrassment.
Let’s do it tomorrow. I’ll prepare a celebration party for you tomorrow night. Mr. Jing, you must come over.”
Jing Gao smiled and said, "Okay. I will definitely go."
Hang up the phone, Jing Gao kissed the charming Ouyang Wan and the dignified and bright Chen Qingshuang on the lips, and said: "Xiaowan, Qingshuang, let's go down and have dinner."
It made the two of them feel half-serious and half-false.
