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Apple chose to defaults and pay the price to fill the deep hole that Ping Andy left behind. Although Andy took advantage of it in either way, it seemed to him to be a helpless choice. After all, both gaming companies and app stores needed to love the carrier.

However, in less than six months, just through a paper agreement, we can wrath Apple's $300 million liquidated damages. At least in the short term, it is definitely a good deal for 10,000 profit. Without input and output, human and material consumption, we can get huge sums of money, no loss can be seen.

Besides, this is just the beginning, after all, on the way to Pit Apple, Andy has decided to go black, and the best way to suck blood from Apple is to work on the value of its stock.

As for the loss caused by Apple's possible default, Andy wasn't too worried. Negotiate, at least for a while. If you drag it to November, Android will publish the source code, and then you can focus on Android.

According to Apple's greed, it is conceivable that its app store will set up a division agreement, although it can take advantage of the official, but to be honest, there will naturally be a price war to seize resources.

Listen, Andy was quite satisfied with some of Michael Wright's plans. Apple decided to open its own app store, but it would take at least a few months for it to go on the market, and Michael Wright guessed that the most likely thing was to go on the market at the time of the launch of the new Mad Love phone, which is why negotiations are now under way to cancel Free City APP's embedded contract for Mad Love phones.

This time is enough to build the market position and share of the Free City. After all, more and more companies will be blended into the application software market in the future, and no one will be able to eat on their own.

The late night sky is dark as ink, some grey clouds migrate like vortex galaxies, accompanied by stars, and the moon hangs on a dark screen in a dull moon teeth.

Andy in a relaxed casual outfit boarded a plane to London with three female assistants who were also wearing comfortable casual outfits.

In the first class, the stewardess kindly helped Andy adjust the seat, put on a thick blanket and put the pillow away before confirming again that he had no other needs before leaving. Andy smiled slightly, took off his shoes, raised the pillow, lay back on the seat, and picked up a detailed report from the predator group on the hedge of the UK financial markets.

In fact, when Las Vegas accompanied two beautiful little women to play on the playground, he received a crowd of depositors from Northam Rock Bank, the fifth largest mortgage lender in the UK.

The subprime mortgage crisis, which was supposed to calm down, had not passed as everyone had hoped, but was simply digesting that part of the emergency money to save the market. As the financial crisis deepened, it had always been felt that the market should not be saved. The Government should not interfere in the UK of the financial markets and finally began to taste the bitter wine they had made themselves.

On the day of September 14, Northam Rock Bank issued a profit warning that interest rates had risen unexpectedly, that credit contraction had slowed asset growth and that pre-tax profits were expected to be around 20 per cent lower throughout 2007 than anticipated.

And the group of predators who had chosen these mortgage lending institutions as target hedges early in the morning had been shaking the confidence of the British people since September by buying in financial experts and some media who were questioning the status of bank earnings, all sorts of analysis and singing down, holding U.S. subordinated debt in their hands.

To say these means, for people from Wall Street, it's a light car. Don't be too easy. Whoever leads the head starts singing down, creating panic, preparing for a full meal of international travel and hot money starts to push this speculation in their own way.

It seemed like a powerless day screaming, singing down the British banking industry, and in fact, all the sharks swimming beneath the sea were waiting for that inadvertent little bit of blood to spill.

Northam Rock Bank's profit warning was undoubtedly the bloody smell of the shark herd starting to boil over the prey, the bought experts and the media starting to sing harder, people who were already shaken by doubts and fears began to choose to withdraw, and when one Northam Rock Bank cash was withdrawn and the people chose to refuse to withdraw, the media started to push and do all sorts of live reports and direct hits, completely igniting the panic of the British people.

As of yesterday, 18 September 2007, more than £3 billion, or around 12 per cent of the bank's total of more than £24 billion in deposits, had flown out of Northonrock Bank in just a few days, following a collapse in its telephone and online banking operations, during which Northonrock Bank's share price had fallen by 70 per cent, a new low of seven years, making it the biggest victim in the UK since the current subprime crisis.

And the group of predators who began to harvest profits unnecessarily took £480 million from Northam Rock Bank, while several other layout banks fell less sharply, and the group of predators tore down more than £200 million.

Andy looked at the financial statement rules marked on the file and couldn't help but laugh. He was satisfied, unbeatably satisfied, with the layout for over a month, finally biting a piece of meat from the Brits, for a total of £700 million in revenue, and Andy had been happy all day.

And in order to prevent the emergence of the system xing banking crisis, the British Treasury, the Bank of England and the Monetary Authority have successively taken rescue measures such as capital injections and deposit account guarantees. The predator group, which has just harvested the first huge profits, has also concentrated its funds on several share-cut banking units to kill a horse-back gun, carry out a crazy low-cost sweep, wait for the crowd of depositors to be alleviated, and after the panic of the banking system has been controlled, the stock prices of the major banks have also risen to varying degrees due to the mad sweep of predators' groups, combined with a strong market rebound.

The reverse is true, because the final clearing and settlement gains have not yet been made, but Andy wants to come to £200 million to £300 million in profits that are, after all, well funded enough to pry the stock price.

To be honest, the predators' group is now famous in the UK's financial world, rolling out close to £1 billion in four days, and this cannot fail to keep the British from paying attention to them, especially the big boss of this team, the world's youngest billionaire Andy Smith, especially the UK Monetary Authority.

And the tourist and hot money, who also made huge profits in this crowding wave again, have even more recognized this predator fund and want to continue to follow it for greater profits, and they are equally looking forward to Andy Smith, the young wealth myth, for the next move.

Though not a lot of attention, Andy Smith, with three female assistants and six bodyguards walking down a suspended ladder, saw several members of the predator group picking up the aircraft at the entrance of the corridor already waiting, smiling on his face and nodding satisfactorily: “Well done! ”

“Thank you, boss. Please come this way... ”

Andy's pedestrian platoon sparked a lot of curiosity, and as Andy's bodyguard in front walked out the London Heathrow Gate, reporters and puppies from both sides immediately surrounded Andy's pedestrian path with water.

“Mr. Smith, what do you think of your hedge fund rolling off a dozen quid in a matter of days... ”

“I hear you're buying the Hot Spurs Club... ”

“Will you invest in England... ”

“What do you think of the UK's current financial risks... ”

Flashing flashes, loud and crowded scenes made Andy's six bodyguards look like enemies. The two bodyguards behind him were the reporters who pushed one hand away from the grim face and squeezed forward from time to time, and the other hand spread to cover Andy's figure.

Andy frowned so tightly, he didn't think he'd be blocked by reporters as soon as he got off the plane, and the screaming problem was so harsh, obviously someone was going to do something, or show his young man a little color.

He can even imagine being portrayed in tomorrow's newspapers as a bandit who robbed the UK financial markets, creating an unpopular image of him.

“Get off Marvel? ”

At last, in isolation from airport security, Andy safely entered the Rolls-Royce Phantom car, watching the reporters clawing their teeth out of the window with cameras, their faces sinking like water and their mouths squeaking with a cold smile.