The dinner ended and everyone left one after another.
Hill got on the carriage, and a pale golden luminous pearl filled the carriage with soft light. She looked at the middle-aged man sitting opposite and holding a folder and said, "Increase the offer price of the Braimar team by 30%."
The man looked at Hill and said, "Miss, the negotiations between the Brayma team and Celtic are nearing completion. Now that the offer has suddenly been raised so significantly, I'm afraid the other side won't be able to accept it."
"As long as the contract is not signed, any changes are normal business practices. If he can't accept it, that's their business." The corners of Hill's mouth turned up slightly, "And he will accept the offer."
The man hesitated and said: "But... Miss, the Braima team has brought huge returns to the bank over the years. It is a high-quality asset. If you suddenly sell it, there are some doubts from the consortium. Are you sure you won't consider it anymore?"
"Those old guys who don't even have the right to vote, if they like to question, let them question it. Do you still need me to explain it to them?" Hill smiled, lifted a corner of the car curtain and looked at the street scene that was constantly retreating outside. Wei Qiao said: "It seems like a vibrant prospect, but who knew it was about to become a sunset industry. If we don't get rid of it now, we won't be able to get rid of it later."
The man opened his mouth, looked at Hill's side face and swallowed back the question in his mind. He nodded and said, "Yes." Then he opened the folder and wrote two lines of words.
As Hill said, Hill, who holds 100% of the voting rights of the Buffett consortium, does not need to explain to anyone any decision he makes, and no one, including the old Buffett, can interfere.
No one could understand why Ian would hand over such huge power to Hill without any restrictions, but Buffett's giant ship still maintained a momentum of rapid growth during the three years that Hill actually controlled it. The doubts have disappeared.
No one can match his advanced layout thinking, strong execution ability, and precise grasp of the trend.
"I won't accept the 50 million deposit, but I will charge you 50 million more, and then dig a hole to bury you more thoroughly." A sneer appeared at the corner of Hill's mouth, and he reached out and took a book from the bookshelf nearby. After reading this financial report, the fast-moving carriage did not shake at all.
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"Damn stinky bitches, sooner or later I will deal with you all together. When I completely control the logistics system of Chaos City, let's see if you still dare to talk to me like you do now!" In a splendid room. , Bart overturned the cabinets filled with various exquisite collectibles.
Porcelain and jade fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
The servants stood in the corner shivering, afraid to speak.
Bart threw a few more things before his anger subsided a little.
"Old... Master! It's not good!" At this time, a figure dressed like a bookkeeper hurriedly ran in the door. His expression changed slightly when he looked at the things that had fallen to the floor, but he still walked forward quickly.
"What's wrong?" Bart frowned and had a bad feeling in his heart. He raised his hand to signal the servants to go down.
The accountant said anxiously: "Just now, the Brahma team suddenly raised their quotation by 30%, and their tone was very tough. They only gave us one day to consider, and all transactions were in cash, leaving no room for negotiation."
"What!" Bart's expression also changed, his thick eyebrows raised, and he said angrily: "Didn't we already reach an agreement before? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"
The man shook his head sadly and said: "Well... I don't know. The acquisition team is in complete chaos now. I don't know what to do. Master, do you think this acquisition will continue?"
Bart was silent for a while with a gloomy face, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Sign!"
The man hesitated and said: "But... Master, the cash in our hands is a little tight now. We have been expanding and acquiring during this period. 150 million copper coins is already a bit reluctant. If we add another 50 million, I'm afraid we can only ask Buffett." Banks make loans.”
The veins on Bart's forehead jumped. He was also aware of the problem of cash flow. During this period, Celtic's expansion speed was too fast, and it seemed to be fierce, but the cash flow in hand was actually very tight. This time he met Ke In addition to wanting to take advantage, Liz actually also wanted to have formal contact with Buffett Bank. However, she did not expect that Hill would directly cut off all cooperation opportunities before contact.
"I will solve the money problem. Bly must eat it. This is the most important part of Celtic's expansion. After eating Bart, Celtic will have no rivals in the City of Chaos. Let them finalize the contract as soon as possible. , I will bring over the remaining 50 million before tomorrow night." Bart said solemnly.
"Yes, I'll go right away." The man hurriedly left again.
"Son of a bitch!" Bart kicked over the large vase next to him and walked out of the door with long strides.
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"Can Xiaomi go and play with Jessica for a day tomorrow? My father has to go out to collect materials for a day. Because the journey is quite far and may be dangerous, there is no way to take Xiaomi with him." Mag stood by the bed and looked at the little girl lying on the bed. Amy said with a smile on the bed.
"Hmm~" Amy shook her head, sat up suddenly, looked at Mag and said seriously: "Father, if there is danger, you must take Xiaomi with you! Xiaomi just learned from Teacher Julian It’s a super powerful magic, as long as you take me with you, I can protect your father.”
"Besides, there is only one rest day a week. I want to stay with my father." Amy pouted, blinked her big aqua eyes and looked at Mag coquettishly.
Mag felt like her heart was about to melt. She couldn't say even half of the words she wanted to say before looking at Amy's pitiful appearance.
"Okay, then I'll take you with me. When I get back, my father will cook roast duck for you." Mag thought for a while and decided to change the plan, then smiled and touched Amy's head.
Amy turned her head and glanced at the ugly duckling who was sleeping soundly holding her legs, and said with some hesitation: "Um...father, the ugly duckling is still young, we...should do it later..."
"Okay, let's find other ducks." Mag looked at the ugly duckling pitifully and nodded with a smile.
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The late autumn night is cold and lonely.
A figure fell silently from the second floor of the restaurant, disappeared in the square, headed west, climbed over the city wall, and headed towards the mountain in the distance.
