At noon, a roadside restaurant far away from Las Vegas.
Qualcomm director Horton sat at a seat by the window in the restaurant, wiping the sweat from his face.
Not long ago, he received a call from an unknown source. On the phone, a stranger told him that his son was in their hands. If he wanted him to be safe, he should come to this restaurant.
Holden was the son of an old man, so he valued his son very much. Even when he became a shareholder of Qualcomm, he specifically transferred the shares to his name for his son's sake.
So when he heard that something had happened to his son, Holden was immediately anxious.
In the past few days, he had been busy with the exhibition and had not seen his son. However, he clearly remembered that he had a phone call with his son yesterday and knew that he was still playing. How could something happen in the blink of an eye?
As a result, after talking to his son's colleagues on the phone, he learned that no one had seen his son since he went to the casino a few days ago to have fun. However, because the other party had been on the phone with the Qualcomm team, everyone thought that
He was just out having fun.
After all, everyone has long known that this dear father is a director of Qualcomm.
After confirming that something had happened to his son, Holden immediately wanted to call the police. However, just as he was making the call, Holden was in his hotel room and saw someone delivering a piece of his son's belongings.
clothing.
In fear, Holden thought twice and decided to see the situation first.
And worst of all, he can also find Kerkorian Jr., who is also a director of Qualcomm. The two of them are related, and the Kerkorian family behind them is a local gangster in Las Vegas.
.
Thinking of this, Holden suddenly felt much calmer and took a car to the restaurant.
But when he arrived at the restaurant, he found that it was just a small roadside restaurant that could be seen across the ocean. Not only could there be no vicious kidnapper inside, but he could not see his son either.
Was he being tricked?
Just when Holden was restless, a luxury car suddenly drove into the parking lot.
Seeing this stretched Lincoln, Holden suddenly felt a little confused, because he recognized this car and it seemed to be little Kerkorian's car.
Little Kerkorian? Why is he here?
Does he know what happened to his son?
In Holden's surprised eyes, he saw little Kerkorian walking out of the car, but beside him, there was a Chinese.
Who is he? Young Kerkorian's secretary?
Holden didn't think much about it, because soon, he saw little Kerkorian walking into the restaurant, saying hello to the people in the restaurant in Italian, and then sitting in front of him, and the Chinese man sat down.
around him.
"Hello, Mr. Horton." Little Kerkorian greeted.
"Mr. Kerkorian...why are you here?" Holden asked.
Little Kerkorian smiled: "That's right, my people heard about what happened to your son Mark. Since we are all shareholders of Qualcomm, I want to help you."
"You...you know about my son?"
When Holden heard this, he was suddenly shocked.
He is not a fool. Someone who can serve as a director of Qualcomm is definitely far superior to ordinary people in intelligence. What's more, Horton participated in the founding of Qualcomm as a technician, and his intelligence is even higher than that of others.
So he quickly figured out the joints.
Some of his subordinates heard that Kerkorian was obviously involved in this matter!
When Holden thought of this, he immediately wanted to scold the other person, but when he said it, he changed his words: "Mr. Kerkorian, something did happen to my son. If you can save him, I will be very happy."
grateful."
Holden thought for a while and decided not to betray him. This is Las Vegas after all, and it would not help him to save his son.
Little Kerkorian said with a smile: "Well, Mr. Horton, as far as I know, Mr. Mark didn't actually get into any big trouble. He was just jealous of others over a woman and lost some money at the gambling table."
"Lost some money?" Holden frowned. The money issue can be big or small, but since his son has been kidnapped, I'm afraid the money is not a small amount.
Sure enough, little Kerkorian said: "That's right, Mr. Mark lost his mind while playing blackjack with others. As a result, he bet all his shares in Qualcomm and finally lost to others."
"What?" Holden stood up, anger appearing on his face.
He already fully understood why his son was so jealous. He had clearly been deceived by others and fell into the trap set by others.
The other party's purpose was clearly his Qualcomm shares from the beginning. Otherwise, how could the other party know that his son Mark had Qualcomm shares? No outsider knew about this except Qualcomm's shareholders.
And it just so happened that the Kerkorian in front of him was one of the shareholders of Qualcomm, and the other party happened to be a gambling tycoon in Las Vegas. It was easy for him to find someone to set up a trap to defraud his son.
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Thinking of this, Holden finally couldn't help but said: "Mr. Kerkorian, you are already a shareholder of Qualcomm! Why are you still using this method to seize my shares?"
Little Corker said stupidly: "Mr. Horton, I don't understand what you are talking about."
Holden still wanted to press him, but suddenly thought that if he asked, Kerkorian would definitely refuse to admit it. How could a person like him admit to such illegal things?
Holden suddenly looked dejected: "Okay, Mr. Kerkorian, just tell me clearly, how can I save my son?"
Little Kerkorian chuckled: "Mr. Horton, your son lost money in gambling, so he should be willing to admit defeat. I asked you about his affairs. The other party's request is very simple, that is, money! They will share your son's shares.
It has been found out that although this share is valuable, it cannot be traded and transferred without your nod, so they don’t want your son’s mortgaged shares, they want money, 1.5 billion U.S. dollars! As long as there is this amount equivalent to the value of your son’s shares
money, your son will be released immediately."
"What? 1.5 billion?" Horton looked panicked. Although he was a director of Qualcomm, it didn't mean he could afford such a huge sum of money.
Not to mention him, even the entire Qualcomm board of directors, except for those large institutions, may not have anyone who can come up with this money.
However, just when Holden was extremely panicked, little Kerkorian said again: "Don't panic, Mr. Holden. In fact, someone has already given this money to you."
"What?" Holden exclaimed again, "Mr. Kerkorian, did you pay for me?"