Newbigin was already celebrating with many of his subordinates at Jardine Matheson headquarters, and specially opened a bottle of Romanée-Conti.
Newbigian said proudly to his subordinates: "These yellow-skinned monkeys still want to be on an equal footing with us Anglos. Don't they know that it was our army that conquered them more than a hundred years ago and took possession of this land?"
Well, this is the spoils of war for our country of John, and it will always be so, and here we Anglos have our say.”
"BOSS, now we have basically wiped out all the goods in the secondary market. So far, even if I exaggerate my estimate, the Bao family's holdings will not exceed 38%. We are sure to win.
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Newbigian said disdainfully: "Of course. I have been planning for so long just to get rid of that guy named Bao. Even if he climbs up to the shore, I have to kick him down."
In five days, the son-in-law of the chartering king worked hard, but still did not absorb enough chips, and only held a little more than 36% of the equity.
He was really exhausted, so he called the charter king in Gaul: "Dad, I really tried my best. I have already scanned all the goods that can be found in the market, but we are still 100% short of our goal."
Forty-nine is still far away, we are going to lose this time."
The chartered boat king consoled him: "Don't be anxious. It's not the last moment yet. We still don't know who will win or who will lose."
At this time, Rong Zhengen was also very anxious: "It's over, the king of chartering has lost. I have no use for holding 2%. How can I decide the world? It's nothing."
"You're so anxious. The most anxious one right now is the chartered ship king. Who do you think has better vision, layout, and strategy than you or the chartered ship king?"
Rong Zhengen said without hesitation: "So far, I shouldn't be able to compare with the Charter King."
Jiang Hua smiled and said: "You are far behind him, and you are still so far. Is it interesting to lie to yourself?"
Rong Zhengen felt that Jiang Hua seemed to have something to say, so he asked: "No, what do you mean?"
"We have told the charter king our predictions a long time ago, and the charter king also affirmed it and even asked you to purchase some shares for emergencies. So how could the charter king himself be unprepared?"
Rong Zhengen frowned and said: "That's what I say, but when manpower is limited, God is not as good as man. Maybe the charter king has prepared enough cash, but he didn't expect that there are not so many goods in the market."
"How is it possible?" Jiang Hua didn't believe such rhetoric: "That's a boss who takes one step at a time and sees five steps at a time. He could see the decline of the shipping industry during the oil crisis. How could he not think of the difficulty in receiving goods?"
Rong Zhengen covered his forehead and said: "What else can I do? I can't think of any other way. Could it be..."
"What?"
"Unless Bao Sheng directly initiates the acquisition of the shares held by a certain director in the board of directors, the entire Wharf shareholders, except Bao Sheng and Wu Sheng, are all Johns. There is no reason to side with Newbig."
I'll sell it to Bao Sheng."
Jiang Hua knocked on the table: "There is still a reason. It's just money. As long as Bao Sheng offers a price they can't bear to refuse, they can still buy it."
Rong Zhengen shook his head: "Impossible, the price is sky-high. Mr. Bao doesn't have that much cash, and he can't even afford a loan."
The two of them could never think of what else the Charter King could do to turn things over. Jiang Hua could only say helplessly: "Just wait, I believe Bao Sheng will definitely have a way."
Rong Zhengen could only nod helplessly. He had no choice but to wait and see what the charter king would do.
As soon as the market opened the next day, Jiang Hua and Rong Zhengen were waiting in the office, waiting for news about Rong Zhengen's trader in the trading market.
"Ding-a-ling, jingle-a-ling."
The phone on the table rang. I quickly picked it up and said into the phone: "Hello, this is Rong Zhengen."
"Hmm... um... um..."
Rong Zhengen hummed several times in succession, then put down the phone heavily, and then he did a lot of twerk on the spot as if he was having a cramp.
While playing, he shouted: "Fuck, fuck, fuck..."
Jiang Hua shook his head helplessly and asked: "What's wrong? Are you so scared?"
Rong Zhengen said speechlessly: "Damn it, am I scared? I'm so happy."
"It looks like Bao Sheng has won."
Rong Zhengen said excitedly: "Do you know how Bao Sheng does it? It's a stroke of genius."
"what does it mean?"
"There are countless stock brokerage companies, large and small, in the Kowloon and New Territories of Hong Kong. This is Bao Sheng's backing. Twenty brokerage companies, as small as they can be, have just announced the transfer of Wharf stocks in their hands to Bao Sheng. They are zero
It ranges from 0.5 to 0.8, and Mr. Bao now holds nearly 49% of the equity."
Jiang Hua picked up the suit on the coat rack and threw it to Rong Zhengen. Rong Zhengen took the suit and asked, "What are you doing, wearing a coat?"
"Go to the exchange, Rong Sheng, your big event is coming."
Rong Zhengen held the suit and was so excited that he trembled a little. He put on his coat tremblingly and muttered: "Yes, my big scene is coming."
The driver was already waiting downstairs. As Jiang Hua had just informed, the two got into the car and rushed towards the exchange. Rong Zhengen was a little restless along the way.
"Jiang Hua, my clothes are decent, right?"
“Very decent!”
"Is your hair not messed up?"
"Meticulous!"
Rong Zhengen straightened his suit and walked out of the back seat. Jiang Hua came around from the other side and fell half a step behind him. The two walked into the exchange in sync.
There was a tense situation in the exchange now. Niubijian and Wu Sheng caught their traders standing on both sides, clearly separated from each other.
Newbigian pointed at Wu Sheng's nose: "Although you are on an equal footing with me now, you will definitely lose. You should never forget that you are just a yellow-skinned monkey."
"White-skinned ghost!"
Newbigin signaled his traders to post the latest transaction price: a purchase price of 110 yuan. As long as there was another 2%, the situation would be settled.
At that time, there were not many bulk goods in the market, and only a few could be received at the price of 110, and there was still a few percent in the hands of Rong Zhengen and Jiang Hua.
Rong Zhengen walked towards Wu Sheng step by step and stretched out his hand: "Hello Wu Sheng, I am the third son of the Rong family. My name is Rong Zhengen."
Wu Sheng stretched out his hand and shook Rong Zhengen's hand: "Hello Rong Sheng, I am Wu Guangzheng. I wonder what your job is?"
"Here comes the icing on the cake." Rong Zhengen laughed loudly: "I have little talent and little knowledge, so I am willing to entrust Wu Sheng with the full power of 2% of the Wharf stocks in my hand. I hope Wu Sheng will not refuse."
