Chapter 1211: 1211
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The only good news on Sunday night was that bank of America agreed to buy Merrill Lynch for $29 A share, which was really good news, but no one was in the mood to celebrate.
when Andy hugged Ivana in the living room and watched TV, he heard some incredible news. "This is WAL-MART's acquisition of Tiffany!" make complaints about the story.
Andy also learned by phone that Paulson's eager White House budget executive and New York Mayor Michael Bloomberg had called to warn them that Lehman would file for bankruptcy that night.
However, Asian market has opened, but Lehman Brothers did not want to declare bankruptcy. The 158 year old company still wants to struggle to the end.
"Honey, don't wait for me. Go to bed first. Maybe you will be busy till tomorrow..." Dressed, standing at the door, hugging Ivana's slim waist in her nightdress, Andy, who kissed her red Chun a few times, said.
"Honey, I wish you success..." Ivana knew that her man was going to do something important and sent her best wishes.
"Sure. I'll go and have a rest earlier." Andy smiled confidently, no longer dragging, turned around and walked out of the house with a group of Kenny bodyguards to the elevator.
Downstairs of the apartment building, the team is on standby. Al and three directors of the think tank are waiting at the door. They see Andy appear and hurry up.
"On our way!" Andy saw Al, didn't stop, nodded a little, then stooped into the car.
Soon, the motorcade disappeared into the night and went straight to the headquarters building of Lehman Brothers on the Seventh Avenue.
Manhattan is still bustling with people. At the brightly lit gate of Lehman's headquarters on Seventh Avenue, police barricaded the gate, surrounded by reporters and curious pedestrians.
"What's going on? Is Lehman really going to fail?" Asked a passer-by. No one answered, only to see from the Lehman company continue to walk out of the box, lugging luggage of the staff, to the streets in search of taxis.
Andy's motorcade drove directly into the parking lot on the ground floor of the building. Andy took a group of people to the floor where the CEO's office is located in the elevator.
In the CEO's office, there was gloom. Fuld looked tired, frowned and searched for his phone book. He kept in touch with all the people who might save the company, but not everyone would answer his phone now.
"Dong Dong --"
"boss, Mr. Smith is here..."
Fuld's eyes were still sharp in his deep socket. He looked up at the Secretary at the door, nodded slightly, put out his cigarette, ignored the already messy shirt, stood up from the boss's chair and walked out of the office.
He knew that Andy Smith would not come here so late to save Lehman. As for the purpose, it was obvious that this young vulture wanted to take the lead to fight for the most delicious part of Lehman. Although he hated these greedy guys, he hoped to fight for a little time to survive for Lehman if he could.
"I'm sorry to bother you so late, Mr. Fuld." Andy smiled brightly, and when he was two steps away, he held out his hand and shook hands with the expressionless Ford.
"No interruptions, you know, we are... Come on, let's not talk about it. What can I do for you? " Fuld squeezed out a smile and didn't have the mood to be polite. He invited directly.
"Just coffee, thank you." Andy didn't care about Fuld's impoliteness. He was very clear about what he came to do. Don't say impoliteness, it's cynicism. As long as he can achieve his goal, he can also deal with it with a smile.
In the luxurious and spacious office rest area, when the guests and the host are seated, the coffee is also delivered. Fodder waves to his secretary. When the office door is closed, he crosses his hands in front of him, crosses his legs, and stares at Andy with sharp eyes. "Mr. Smith, just say what you want?"
"Well?"
Andy, who was carrying his coffee and blowing it for a few times, didn't take a sip of it, let go of his coffee cup, looked up at Fuld, slightly cocked his mouth, then leaned back on the sofa and smiled, "don't worry about what I want, I have something happened here today, you don't know, are you interested in listening?"
Fuld pondered for a moment, didn't open his mouth to respond, just reached for a sign, and he had a bad premonition at this time.
"I know you and Lehman's board are still pinning their hopes on the White House
With Andy's narration, Fuld's face was red with anger, his crossed hands were tight and trembling slightly, and his breathing rhythm became disordered.
“。。。 At the moment, many people are waiting for you to go through the bankruptcy process. Believe me, as soon as midnight passes, Paulson will lose patience, and he will even forcibly declare your bankruptcy
"Enough!" Fuld has been completely infuriated by Andy's series of words. He is a grumpy man himself, and Andy tells him something, which completely annihilates his last point of confidence in his dying struggle.Andy picks up his coffee cup, sips it, and looks at the excited Fuld with smiling eyes. Until the other side calms down, he puts the remaining half of the coffee cup on the table. His voice is cold and says: "in this delicious feast of sharing the fresh meat of the big crocodile, some of the big crocodiles become plate Chinese food, some become enjoyment of the same kind ！”
Fuld's face was angry and his eyes were full of anger. "The inside story of the collapse of Lehman will come out one day, but in order to prevent hurting my family and friends, I won't say it now, but one day I will..."
"They need to find a bad guy to divert the public's anger against their regulation!" Andy said faintly. Looking at the angry Fuld, there was a sneer in his heart. No one likes him on Wall Street. Not only that, this guy once humiliated Paulson at a wine party. I have to say that this guy's misfortune is not wrong.
"To be frank, what do you want? What price can we get! Stop beating around the Bush! " Fuld stares at the young but cunning Andy Smith, almost growling.
"Lehman's headquarters in New York, two data centers in the U.S. and core business departments in North America and Europe, 1.3 billion dollars, I want all of them..."
"Asshole! Do you know what you're talking about meow! " Fuld growled at Andy ferociously.
Andy's hands crossed in front of him, his legs crossed, and his expression was indifferent. He looked at Fuld, who was staring down at him. He said coldly, "cash, I believe your board members will be happy to recover some of their losses before starting bankruptcy proceedings!"
"Hoo - Hoo - Hoo --"
Fuld breathed violently and clenched his fists. He wished he could give the disgusting face a hard blow.
"I know you will hold the last board meeting at 8:00, and I will wait for your news here for 15 minutes. If you don't agree, I can wait until you go bankrupt and get it. Although it may compete with Barclays Bank, it has nothing to do with you no matter how much money you sell. You can only watch Those dollars are being carved up, so that the bankruptcy consulting company keeps taking away the wealth that belongs to you. "
Andy's mouth with a smile, shrugged his shoulders, spread out his hands, a no matter how you choose, I can accept the look.
Fury Fuld body slightly stiff, expression constantly changing, tired Fuld suddenly sat on the sofa, wryly smiled and said: "Damn, you greedy devil, I should not see you..."
"Believe me, Chad, the board of directors is grateful to you for taking the money to enjoy a low-key and happy life, and those who want to see your jokes will beat their feet angrily!" Andy makes the final demagogue in a very cordial tone.
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The only good news on Sunday night was that bank of America agreed to buy Merrill Lynch for $29 A share, which was really good news, but no one was in the mood to celebrate.
when Andy hugged Ivana in the living room and watched TV, he heard some incredible news. "This is WAL-MART's acquisition of Tiffany!" make complaints about the story.
Andy also learned by phone that Paulson's eager White House budget executive and New York Mayor Michael Bloomberg had called to warn them that Lehman would file for bankruptcy that night.
However, Asian market has opened, but Lehman Brothers did not want to declare bankruptcy. The 158 year old company still wants to struggle to the end.
"Honey, don't wait for me. Go to bed first. Maybe you will be busy till tomorrow..." Dressed, standing at the door, hugging Ivana's slim waist in her nightdress, Andy, who kissed her red Chun a few times, said.
"Honey, I wish you success..." Ivana knew that her man was going to do something important and sent her best wishes.
"Sure. I'll go and have a rest earlier." Andy smiled confidently, no longer dragging, turned around and walked out of the house with a group of Kenny bodyguards to the elevator.
Downstairs of the apartment building, the team is on standby. Al and three directors of the think tank are waiting at the door. They see Andy appear and hurry up.
"On our way!" Andy saw Al, didn't stop, nodded a little, then stooped into the car.
Soon, the motorcade disappeared into the night and went straight to the headquarters building of Lehman Brothers on the Seventh Avenue.
Manhattan is still bustling with people. At the brightly lit gate of Lehman's headquarters on Seventh Avenue, police barricaded the gate, surrounded by reporters and curious pedestrians.
"What's going on? Is Lehman really going to fail?" Asked a passer-by. No one answered, only to see from the Lehman company continue to walk out of the box, lugging luggage of the staff, to the streets in search of taxis.
Andy's motorcade drove directly into the parking lot on the ground floor of the building. Andy took a group of people to the floor where the CEO's office is located in the elevator.
In the CEO's office, there was gloom. Fuld looked tired, frowned and searched for his phone book. He kept in touch with all the people who might save the company, but not everyone would answer his phone now.
"Dong Dong --"
"boss, Mr. Smith is here..."
Fuld's eyes were still sharp in his deep socket. He looked up at the Secretary at the door, nodded slightly, put out his cigarette, ignored the already messy shirt, stood up from the boss's chair and walked out of the office.
He knew that Andy Smith would not come here so late to save Lehman. As for the purpose, it was obvious that this young vulture wanted to take the lead to fight for the most delicious part of Lehman. Although he hated these greedy guys, he hoped to fight for a little time to survive for Lehman if he could.
"I'm sorry to bother you so late, Mr. Fuld." Andy smiled brightly, and when he was two steps away, he held out his hand and shook hands with the expressionless Ford.
"No interruptions, you know, we are... Come on, let's not talk about it. What can I do for you? " Fuld squeezed out a smile and didn't have the mood to be polite. He invited directly.
"Just coffee, thank you." Andy didn't care about Fuld's impoliteness. He was very clear about what he came to do. Don't say impoliteness, it's cynicism. As long as he can achieve his goal, he can also deal with it with a smile.
In the luxurious and spacious office rest area, when the guests and the host are seated, the coffee is also delivered. Fodder waves to his secretary. When the office door is closed, he crosses his hands in front of him, crosses his legs, and stares at Andy with sharp eyes. "Mr. Smith, just say what you want?"
"Well?"
Andy, who was carrying his coffee and blowing it for a few times, didn't take a sip of it, let go of his coffee cup, looked up at Fuld, slightly cocked his mouth, then leaned back on the sofa and smiled, "don't worry about what I want, I have something happened here today, you don't know, are you interested in listening?"
Fuld pondered for a moment, didn't open his mouth to respond, just reached for a sign, and he had a bad premonition at this time.
"I know you and Lehman's board are still pinning their hopes on the White House
With Andy's narration, Fuld's face was red with anger, his crossed hands were tight and trembling slightly, and his breathing rhythm became disordered.
“。。。 At the moment, many people are waiting for you to go through the bankruptcy process. Believe me, as soon as midnight passes, Paulson will lose patience, and he will even forcibly declare your bankruptcy
"Enough!" Fuld has been completely infuriated by Andy's series of words. He is a grumpy man himself, and Andy tells him something, which completely annihilates his last point of confidence in his dying struggle.Andy picks up his coffee cup, sips it, and looks at the excited Fuld with smiling eyes. Until the other side calms down, he puts the remaining half of the coffee cup on the table. His voice is cold and says: "in this delicious feast of sharing the fresh meat of the big crocodile, some of the big crocodiles become plate Chinese food, some become enjoyment of the same kind ！”
Fuld's face was angry and his eyes were full of anger. "The inside story of the collapse of Lehman will come out one day, but in order to prevent hurting my family and friends, I won't say it now, but one day I will..."
"They need to find a bad guy to divert the public's anger against their regulation!" Andy said faintly. Looking at the angry Fuld, there was a sneer in his heart. No one likes him on Wall Street. Not only that, this guy once humiliated Paulson at a wine party. I have to say that this guy's misfortune is not wrong.
"To be frank, what do you want? What price can we get! Stop beating around the Bush! " Fuld stares at the young but cunning Andy Smith, almost growling.
"Lehman's headquarters in New York, two data centers in the U.S. and core business departments in North America and Europe, 1.3 billion dollars, I want all of them..."
"Asshole! Do you know what you're talking about meow! " Fuld growled at Andy ferociously.
Andy's hands crossed in front of him, his legs crossed, and his expression was indifferent. He looked at Fuld, who was staring down at him. He said coldly, "cash, I believe your board members will be happy to recover some of their losses before starting bankruptcy proceedings!"
"Hoo - Hoo - Hoo --"
Fuld breathed violently and clenched his fists. He wished he could give the disgusting face a hard blow.
"I know you will hold the last board meeting at 8:00, and I will wait for your news here for 15 minutes. If you don't agree, I can wait until you go bankrupt and get it. Although it may compete with Barclays Bank, it has nothing to do with you no matter how much money you sell. You can only watch Those dollars are being carved up, so that the bankruptcy consulting company keeps taking away the wealth that belongs to you. "
Andy's mouth with a smile, shrugged his shoulders, spread out his hands, a no matter how you choose, I can accept the look.
Fury Fuld body slightly stiff, expression constantly changing, tired Fuld suddenly sat on the sofa, wryly smiled and said: "Damn, you greedy devil, I should not see you..."
"Believe me, Chad, the board of directors is grateful to you for taking the money to enjoy a low-key and happy life, and those who want to see your jokes will beat their feet angrily!" Andy makes the final demagogue in a very cordial tone.
The only good news on Sunday night was that bank of America agreed to buy Merrill Lynch for $29 A share, which was really good news, but no one was in the mood to celebrate. when Andy hugged Ivana in the living room and watched TV, he heard some incredible news. "This is WAL-MART's acquisition of Tiffany!" make complaints about the story. Andy also learned by phone that Paulson's eager White House budget executive and New York Mayor Michael Bloomberg had called to warn them that Lehman would file for bankruptcy that night. However, Asian market has opened, but Lehman Brothers did not want to declare bankruptcy. The 158 year old company still wants to struggle to the end. "Honey, don't wait for me. Go to bed first. Maybe you will be busy till tomorrow..." Dressed, standing at the door, hugging Ivana's slim waist in her nightdress, Andy, who kissed her red Chun a few times, said. "Honey, I wish you success..." Ivana knew that her man was going to do something important and sent her best wishes. "Sure. I'll go and have a rest earlier." Andy smiled confidently, no longer dragging, turned around and walked out of the house with a group of Kenny bodyguards to the elevator. Downstairs of the apartment building, the team is on standby. Al and three directors of the think tank are waiting at the door. They see Andy appear and hurry up. "On our way!" Andy saw Al, didn't stop, nodded a little, then stooped into the car. Soon, the motorcade disappeared into the night and went straight to the headquarters building of Lehman Brothers on the Seventh Avenue. Manhattan is still bustling with people. At the brightly lit gate of Lehman's headquarters on Seventh Avenue, police barricaded the gate, surrounded by reporters and curious pedestrians. "What's going on? Is Lehman really going to fail?" Asked a passer-by. No one answered, only to see from the Lehman company continue to walk out of the box, lugging luggage of the staff, to the streets in search of taxis. Andy's motorcade drove directly into the parking lot on the ground floor of the building. Andy took a group of people to the floor where the CEO's office is located in the elevator. In the CEO's office, there was gloom. Fuld looked tired, frowned and searched for his phone book. He kept in touch with all the people who might save the company, but not everyone would answer his phone now. "Dong Dong --" "boss, Mr. Smith is here..." Fuld's eyes were still sharp in his deep socket. He looked up at the Secretary at the door, nodded slightly, put out his cigarette, ignored the already messy shirt, stood up from the boss's chair and walked out of the office. He knew that Andy Smith would not come here so late to save Lehman. As for the purpose, it was obvious that this young vulture wanted to take the lead to fight for the most delicious part of Lehman. Although he hated these greedy guys, he hoped to fight for a little time to survive for Lehman if he could. "I'm sorry to bother you so late, Mr. Fuld." Andy smiled brightly, and when he was two steps away, he held out his hand and shook hands with the expressionless Ford. "No interruptions, you know, we are... Come on, let's not talk about it. What can I do for you? " Fuld squeezed out a smile and didn't have the mood to be polite. He invited directly. "Just coffee, thank you." Andy didn't care about Fuld's impoliteness. He was very clear about what he came to do. Don't say impoliteness, it's cynicism. As long as he can achieve his goal, he can also deal with it with a smile. In the luxurious and spacious office rest area, when the guests and the host are seated, the coffee is also delivered. Fodder waves to his secretary. When the office door is closed, he crosses his hands in front of him, crosses his legs, and stares at Andy with sharp eyes. "Mr. Smith, just say what you want?" "Well?" Andy, who was carrying his coffee and blowing it for a few times, didn't take a sip of it, let go of his coffee cup, looked up at Fuld, slightly cocked his mouth, then leaned back on the sofa and smiled, "don't worry about what I want, I have something happened here today, you don't know, are you interested in listening?" Fuld pondered for a moment, didn't open his mouth to respond, just reached for a sign, and he had a bad premonition at this time. "I know you and Lehman's board are still pinning their hopes on the White House With Andy's narration, Fuld's face was red with anger, his crossed hands were tight and trembling slightly, and his breathing rhythm became disordered. At the moment, many people are waiting for you to go through the bankruptcy process. Believe me, as soon as midnight passes, Paulson will lose patience, and he will even forcibly declare your bankruptcy "Enough!" Fuld has been completely infuriated by Andy's series of words. He is a grumpy man himself, and Andy tells him something, which completely annihilates his last point of confidence in his dying struggle.Andy picks up his coffee cup, sips it, and looks at the excited Fuld with smiling eyes. Until the other side calms down, he puts the remaining half of the coffee cup on the table. His voice is cold and says: "in this delicious feast of sharing the fresh meat of the big crocodile, some of the big crocodiles become plate Chinese food, some become enjoyment of the same kind Fuld's face was angry and his eyes were full of anger. "The inside story of the collapse of Lehman will come out one day, but in order to prevent hurting my family and friends, I won't say it now, but one day I will..." "They need to find a bad guy to divert the public's anger against their regulation!" Andy said faintly. Looking at the angry Fuld, there was a sneer in his heart. No one likes him on Wall Street. Not only that, this guy once humiliated Paulson at a wine party. I have to say that this guy's misfortune is not wrong. "To be frank, what do you want? What price can we get! Stop beating around the Bush! " Fuld stares at the young but cunning Andy Smith, almost growling. "Lehman's headquarters in New York, two data centers in the U.S. and core business departments in North America and Europe, 1.3 billion dollars, I want all of them..." "Asshole! Do you know what you're talking about meow! " Fuld growled at Andy ferociously. Andy's hands crossed in front of him, his legs crossed, and his expression was indifferent. He looked at Fuld, who was staring down at him. He said coldly, "cash, I believe your board members will be happy to recover some of their losses before starting bankruptcy proceedings!" "Hoo - Hoo - Hoo --" Fuld breathed violently and clenched his fists. He wished he could give the disgusting face a hard blow. "I know you will hold the last board meeting at 8:00, and I will wait for your news here for 15 minutes. If you don't agree, I can wait until you go bankrupt and get it. Although it may compete with Barclays Bank, it has nothing to do with you no matter how much money you sell. You can only watch Those dollars are being carved up, so that the bankruptcy consulting company keeps taking away the wealth that belongs to you. " Andy's mouth with a smile, shrugged his shoulders, spread out his hands, a no matter how you choose, I can accept the look. Fury Fuld body slightly stiff, expression constantly changing, tired Fuld suddenly sat on the sofa, wryly smiled and said: "Damn, you greedy devil, I should not see you..." "Believe me, Chad, the board of directors is grateful to you for taking the money to enjoy a low-key and happy life, and those who want to see your jokes will beat their feet angrily!" Andy makes the final demagogue in a very cordial tone.
