The night is dark. The bright stars are like finely divided gravel, densely spread on the sky, and 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 didn't 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 is business 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 limit? Moreover, the Pino family and Idaka were in cahoots. I..., Bernard Arnault sat at the dining table, folded his hands, lowered his head and rested on his hands. Covering up his extremely depressed expression and the fatigue rising from the bottom of his heart.
"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 housekeeper's area of expertise.
Bernard-Arnault said in a low voice: "John, where is 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. Keep the stock price. Now where are the others!"
Looking at the angry boss, Old John pursed his lips and held back tears. "Mr. Arnault, Alden drove away after closing the deal and accidentally fell into the water and died by the Versailles River. Half an hour ago, the police had already The call came to 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 phone."
Arnault's first call was to his friend Arnaud Lagardère, "Arnault, do you understand the general situation now? I plan to go to Jing Gao's villa to admit defeat to him now."
Arnold 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 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 Arnault's son Arthur Lagardère who made the decision not to give him reinforcements.
This young man is cowardly and hypocritical! There will be no future prospects. He never understood the real "rules of the game"!
Arnold Lagardère sighed softly, "Bernard, thank you."
Bernard-Arnault called the Lagardère Consortium and called Louis Froude, Minister of Territorial Integration and Local Liaison, to inform him of his decision. On the day of the conspiracy at Publicis Groupe's Denton Glaser villa, one person who didn't show up was little Pino. However, this person has rebelled.
Louis Froude shouted unwillingly on the phone to dissuade him: "Arnault, you can't surrender to the Chinese. No! You will lose all the honor you have gained in the past few 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 the LVMH Group is still in his hands, he will have a chance to make a comeback.
Louis Froude roared a little crazy: "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 kill him.
Idaka's empire has no heirs and will fall apart as soon as he dies. Bang, solves all problems. "
"Louis, I've 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.
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Another "big victory" today made the entire team led by Jing Gao quite relaxed. The dinner arrangement is a cold dinner reception.
Speaking of which, during the nearly twenty days that Idaka and his party were in Paris, they did not bring a special chef with them at first.
Eating is mainly done by cooking by yourself and buying takeout.
Dong Youwei arranged for two staff members 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 doesn't work out later, a team of four chefs from China will be arranged to cook for the group.
There are 15 people in total including Jing Gao, Ouyang Wan, Gu Xixi, Chen Qingshuang, Teacher Zheng, and Jun Zi. Not to mention a 15-person bodyguard team.
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 outside to participate in a program recording. When he returned to the villa, he met Dong Lingxi getting out of the car, "Mr. Dong, have you just come back from the company?"
Dong Lingxi is wearing a soft and exquisite aqua blue skirt, a string of pearl necklaces on her white neck, and high heels. She is an elegant and fashionable beautiful woman. Smiling, he said, "Yes. Teacher Zheng, how did your program go?"
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.
All joking aside, not everyone can watch TV. Because, most of the TV programs are in French. Among Igao's subordinates, only a few 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 is resolute and short-tongued in his daily life. 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 questioned me, and 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 lead! "
"At the same time, I call on France's capital market to continue to remain open, equal, and cooperative. To abide by the common rules of the game."
Several people watching TV complained: "This co-president is really crazy when he talks."
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 also been addicted to talking in front of the media. The real benefits 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. Hearing Denton Glaser's flattering words, I couldn't help but smile in my heart.
The CEO of one of the top five advertising companies in the world was so shy that he came to flatter me and flattered Brother Jing casually!
When she saw Dong Lingxi and Teacher Zheng coming in, she greeted them quietly, "Sister Dong, Teacher Zheng."
Jing Gao called Wei Chenjun on the second floor and chatted for a few words, "Chenjun, you go to bed early. It's already past midnight."
"Yes. Bye." Wei Chenjun smiled and hung up the phone in a gentle tone.
When Ouyang Wan and Chen Qingshuang came to call him for dinner, Jing Gao received another call from Little Pino. Little Pino smiled happily on the phone, "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 are a little shy. But since the phone was on speakerphone, she snuggled up to Jing Gao gently and obediently, enjoying the wonderful feeling of hugging 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.
Tomorrow. I'll prepare a celebration party for you tomorrow night. Mr. Jing, you must come here. "
Jing Gao smiled and said, "Okay. I will definitely go."
After hanging up the phone, Jing Gao kissed the charming Ouyang Wan and the dignified and bright Chen Qingshuang on the lips, and said: "Xiao Wan, Qingshuang, let's go down and have dinner."
It made the two of them feel half-hearted and half-fake.
