Blackstone Code

thirsty……

Hungry!

Painful to the point of numbness.

Lime's arms, which were tied to the chair, had begun to swell slightly. He could hardly feel his arms after not moving for such a long time.

Maybe he was lucky, or maybe there was some will that gave him a chance to live. He began to clench and unclench his fists continuously.

The pressure changes in the palms began to cause the blood to surge. After the blood flowed, the two arms suddenly felt a terrible pain... like being poured with boiling water!

He didn't know if this was normal, but he knew he had to do it.

I'm just a little thirsty and want to drink some water.

Licking his swollen lips, he raised his head and looked at the dark room, wondering if he would die here?

He never thought that one day he would die in this dark room because of a legitimate job.

"Has my life path reached its final stage?"

There is no summary or recollection of important events in life in the movie, only the sinking of consciousness, as if he is about to fall asleep.

The speed of thinking began to change, the pain in his arms was also reducing, and the physical discomfort seemed to slowly disappear at this moment, in order to cooperate with his "falling asleep"**.

As long as you sleep, everything will be fine.

At this moment, the lights in the room suddenly turned on. Lime was a little surprised. Did he enter the kingdom of heaven?

When he raised his head again, he saw the person he least wanted to see.

"I don't care how much money or what you want, save this man!"

The president of Shijia called Lynch several times and even found some people who wanted to meet Lynch, but unfortunately, he was not able to do so.

When he was rich, whenever he farted, people would come over and say that his farts were very powerful, so he must be in good health.

Now facing the challenge from the capital giants, before he could say anything, some people covered their mouths and noses and left quickly behind his back.

cold?

warm?

There is only helplessness.

The problem now is more serious than before. His brother told him that if he lost every moment, he would be prepared to be hunted by killers for his whole life.

The core foundation of a warlord is wealth and weapons. Except for the profits distributed to shareholders, all the profits at every moment are invested in this.

If anyone has done any research, they will know that Moment is the largest customer besides the military, bar none.

Every year they purchase millions or even tens of millions of supplies and arms and transfer them to Marillo. These arms will become the core force to support the stable rule of one of the warlords.

Without every moment, Mr. President's brother, the great warlord of Marillo, must put an end to the current situation.

Because without wealth and income, he would not be able to continue to compete with other major warlords in a tacit understanding in the way they are now.

He has no potential and sustainable development, so he must take the lead in launching a war whose outcome is unpredictable, instead of continuing to wait and see the situation change as it is now, and wait until Marillo has a basis for unification before launching a war.

Mr. President has been forced to a dead end, and he can't even come up with money to fight against those hostile acquirers.

Whether it is a "poison plan" or a buyback on terms, the core content is to burn each other's money. If the company cannot come up with the money to repurchase the stocks in the hands of shareholders first, then these stocks will fall into the hands of those acquirers.

This is also inevitable. No one can make a fortune in front of others, and according to the Federal Financial Supervisory Commission and financial-related laws and regulations, once a vicious acquisition starts, it cannot be stopped easily.

This is destined to be a tragic war, but they really have no money in their hands.

What's even more irritating is that the bank not only didn't give him any help at this time, but also gave him a slap on his waist, so hard that he still can't straighten up.

Banks convert previous loans into investment shares, which is also one of their favorite things.

When they lend money to large companies, there will be some relevant terms. They have the right to choose whether the borrowing company will return the bank's loan and interest after the debt matures, or exchange it for shares of equal price.

Of course, this kind of clause will often appear in the terms when the bank is relatively strong.

Whenever they first came to the Federation, they were very weak. At that time, the bank lent them a large sum of money, and they really needed some big-name local financial forces to become a part of them, so they had such a choice.

Banks have reaped dividends for so many years, and the money they lent out has actually earned back several times the principal with interest.

The supervisor in charge of this case was even softened by the bonus and was allowed to purchase the bank's shares and become a shareholder of the bank.

I thought that everyone could live happily together, but unexpectedly, at this time, the bank activated the terms.

They demanded that the funds and interest they had previously borrowed be returned as soon as possible, and they were given a time limit. If they could not get the money, they would transfer their shares to anyone they thought was suitable.

This was despicable blackmail, and they even kept compounding interest on that money, which is now an astonishing amount of money.

When it's good, everyone agrees.

When things go wrong, everyone turns against him, and this change forces the CEO to rein in his violent side.

The only one who can save him now is Mr. Lynch, at least those who can provide him with advice think so.

Compared with other consortiums or banks, Lynch has just received tens of millions of funds. With his own liquidity, he can collect hundreds of millions in cash anytime and anywhere.

This money can completely save the current situation. At the same time, reaching a cooperative relationship with Lynch can also recover the points they lost on the pirate issue.

He needs someone who can help him contact Lynch, and the Lem in front of him is obviously a good choice.

"He must be cured!" Mr. CEO couldn't help but grabbed a doctor's collar and said.

The doctor didn't mind this at all. As long as the money was there, he wouldn't have any problem with pulling his hair.

Next, the treatment team used professionalism to let everyone know why high-quality medical care must be expensive.

More than two hours of treatment cost Mr. President more than 100,000 yuan, including two injections of special medicine worth several thousand yuan, as well as the use of some equipment.

More than two hours later, Lyme came to.

His memory still lingered on the moment when the room lit up for an instant, and he had forgotten the subsequent scene when he saw the CEO's face.

In fact, he had lost consciousness at that time, and these things would not stay in his memory.

"What's wrong with me?"

Lime was a little confused, "Am I hurt?"

how to answer?

The CEO immediately thought of an explanation, "You fainted. I sent you to the hospital. They said you were just thirsty."

Lime licked his lips. There was indeed a lot of dead skin on it. He bit a small piece of it with his teeth and tore it off, feeling an inexplicable sense of relief.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Am I free now?"

Mr. President nodded and said, "Of course, I apologize for the misunderstanding between us before."

"I have investigated clearly. This matter has nothing to do with you or Mr. Lynch. It is our fault."

I thought I would be angry, but after hearing what Mr. President said, Lime was surprisingly not as unbearable as I imagined.

He even smiled a little, "Just figure it out."

Not good at all. Mr. President took the initiative and walked over, "I must apologize for my recklessness. I will compensate you with one thousandth of my shares..."

One-thousandth of the shares, this big deal surprised Lem a little.

While many people still focus on the concept of "percentage", in fact, large consortiums have broken down the shares to thousands or even ten thousandths.

Take the Duncan family, for example. Their shares are divided into ten thousandths or ten thousandths.

The same is true for large companies. For example, the six major federal airlines, each bank has tens of thousands of shareholders, and they have been refined to one hundred thousandth!

In terms of market capitalization at any given moment, one thousandth is equivalent to one million.

What's more important is that he can rely on this one thousandth of the shares every year to continue to receive dividends, and he can sell them to repay the money when necessary.

As long as he doesn't fall down every moment, he is being raised.

If a spanking could have so many benefits, Rhyme suddenly felt that it wasn't such a bad thing.

"Then I thank you for your generosity, Mr. President."

Mr. President smiled and said, "I want to apologize to Mr. Lynch in person. I wonder if you can introduce him to me?"

...A little later, Lime called.

He introduced himself to his home. He had called Lynch before, and the maid knew this person.

Lin Qi entered the study room with a little amusement on his face and answered the call.

"I thought you had been kidnapped, and when I was thinking about why they didn't ask me for ransom, you called me."

Lynch made a little joke. He knew where Lyme was and how he got there. It was just a little joke.

After all, no one wants to live under the "surveillance" of others, even if it is not actually surveillance.

Lime laughed a few times, and it sounded like his mood wasn't too bad, "Something happened here that I don't even know myself. The only thing I can be sure of now is that I broke a leg, but I also got More than a million."

"Sounds good, if a leg could be bought for a million, starting tomorrow we wouldn't need to import those cattle from abroad."

This sentence actually has two meanings, and Lem only interpreted one of them, or even none of it.

Finally, he was silent for a moment and then said, "Boss, the president of the moment wants to meet with you."