American Fortune Life

The only good news on Sunday night was that Bank of America agreed to buy Merrill Forest for $29 per share, which was really good news, but nobody was in the mood to celebrate.

When Andy cuddled Ivana and watched TV in the living room, and learned of the news, there was some incredible vomit: “It was like Wal-Mart had bought Tiffany! ”

Andy also learned on the phone that Paulson was already anxious to call the White House budget manager and New York Mayor Michael Bloomberg, warning them that Lehman would file for bankruptcy that night.

Yet the Asian market has opened, and the Lehman brothers have no intention of declaring bankruptcy. The 158-year-old company still wants to struggle to the end.

“Honey, don't wait for me. Go to sleep. Maybe you'll be busy until tomorrow...” Already dressed, standing on the doorstep, holding Ivana's slim waist in a nightdress, she kissed Andy a few times on her red chun, she said.

“Honey, wish you success...” Ivana knew her man was going to do something big and sent her wish.

“Definitely will. I'm leaving. Get some rest.” Andy smiled confidently, no longer dragging mud and water, turning around and walking out the door to the elevator with a bunch of Kenny bodyguards.

Downstairs in the apartment building, the convoy was on standby, Al and three think tank leaders waited at the door and saw Andy show up and rushed up.

“Let's talk on the way!” Andy saw Al, didn't stand, nodded slightly, and bent over and sat in the car.

Soon, the convoy disappeared into the night and headed straight for the Lehman Brothers headquarters building on 7th Avenue.

Manhattan, New York, continues to flourish. At the headquarters of the Lehman Brothers Company, which was lit up on 7th Avenue, the police enclosed the gate with a fence, surrounded by journalists and curious pedestrians.

‘What the hell is going on? Is Lehman really going down?’ A passerby asked. No one answered, only the employees who kept walking out of Lehman's company with boxes and luggage dragged them to the streets in search of a taxi.

Andy's convoy drove directly into the parking lot on the lower level of the building, and Andy took a pedestrian to the floor where the CEO's office was located.

in the CEO's office, a sad cloud, Fold's tired face, his eyebrows wrinkled and he kept looking for his phone book, and he kept contacting everyone who might save the company, but not everyone would still pick up his phone now.

“Knock, knock...”

“Boss, Mr. Smith is here... ”

Fold's eyes were still sharp in his deep eye socket, looked up at the secretary at the door, nodded slightly, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, ignored the already messy shirt, stood up from the boss's chair and walked out of the office.

He knew that Andy Smith was definitely not here this late to save Lehman, and as for the purpose, obviously, the young vulture wanted to get ahead of him to compete for the best part of Lehman, although he hated these greedy guys immensely, but he wanted to buy Lehman some grumpy time if he could.

“Sorry to bother you so late, Mr. Fold.” Andy smiled brightly, reaching two steps away and shaking Fold's hand with no expression.

“No interruptions, you know, we're... Forget it. What can I get you?” Ford squeezed a smile out of his face and was not in the mood for a guest, inviting him directly.

“Just coffee, please.” Andy doesn't care about Fold's disrespect, he knows very well what he's doing, don't be rude, it's cynical, and he can smile if he can do what he wants.

The luxurious and spacious office seating area, the guest master sitting down, a little chilly work, the coffee was also delivered, Fold waved at his secretary, the office door closed, his hands crossed in front of him, his legs stirred, a sharp look at Andy and said, "Mr. Smith, let's get this straight, what do you want? ”

“Hmm?”

I was holding the coffee for a few blows, and Andy, who hadn't had a sip of it, looked up at Fold, with a slight curl, put the cup down, and then leaned back on the couch and laughed: “Don't rush to say what I want. I have something going on here today that you don't know. Interested in hearing? ”

Ford was silent for a moment and didn't say anything, just reaching out and showing off, and he had a bad feeling at the moment.

“I know you and Lehman's board are still hoping in the White House... ”

As Andy recounted, Fold's face rose red with anger and his crossed hands trembled slightly, causing a disturbing respiratory rhythm.

“ At this moment, a lot of people are waiting for you to go through bankruptcy proceedings, and believe me, after midnight, Paulson will lose patience, and he will even force you to go bankrupt... ”

“Enough!” Fold has been utterly pissed off by Andy's series of words, who himself is a grumpy man, and Andy has told him something that completely wiped out his last confidence in the struggle.

Andy picked up the coffee cup and sighed, looking at the emotionally excited Folder with a smiling eye, until the other person slowly calmed down, which left the other half of the cup on the table, and the voice was cold: “In this delicious feast to share the delicious meat of the crocodile, some of the crocodile became a plate meal and some were entertainers of the same kind! ”

Ford's face was filled with resentment and anger, "The truth will come out of Lehman's collapse one day, but to prevent hurting my family and friends, I won't say it now, but one day I... ”

“They need to find an unlucky guy to divert public outrage at their oversight!” Andy bluntly said, watching a grin in Angry Fold's heart, no one liked him on Wall Street, not only that this guy had humiliated Paulson at a liquor party, but he had to say that this guy's bad luck wasn't unjust.

“Let's get this straight. What do you want? What price can you give us? No more circles!” Fold stared across from himself, this young but cunning Andy Smith of Jian fraud, almost roaring.

“Lehman's New York headquarters, two data centers in the United States, and North America, Europe's core business unit, I want $1.3 billion all... ”

“Bastard! Do you know what you're talking about?” Fold growled at Andy with a glossy face.

Andy crossed his hands in front of him, with Erlang's legs hanging, a sober expression, and staring down at his own Holder, he said in a clear voice: “Cash, I'm sure your board members will be happy to recover some of their losses before the bankruptcy proceedings begin! ”

“Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo--”

Ford breathed violently, his fists clenched, and he couldn't help but punch this disgusting face in front of him.

“I know you'll have your last board meeting at 8: 00, and I'll be here for 15 minutes, and if you disagree, I can wait until you get this after bankruptcy, even though it may compete with the Barclays Bank, but this way, no matter how much you sell, it's none of your business, and you'll just have to watch the dollar get split up and let the bankruptcy consulting firm keep taking away what belongs to you. ”

Andy smiled at the corner of his mouth, shrugged his shoulders, and spread his hands open, a look that I would accept no matter what you choose.

Furious Ford's body was slightly stiff, his expression was constantly changing, and tired Ford sat on the couch all of a sudden and said with a bitter grin, “Damn, you greedy devil, I shouldn't have seen you... ”

“Believe me, Chad, the board appreciates you, take the money to enjoy a life of low-key happiness, and those who want to see your jokes will be desperate to slap xiong!” Andy did the final trick in a very friendly tone.