Super Black Technology

The scene was still in a daze, until one minute after the master left with his sister, at this moment, endless roars swept the audience.

"Ms. Anna, I offer 300 million US dollars to buy your 1 dollar note!"

"Ms. Anna, Boeing is offering 500 million US dollars plus 1% of the original shares!"

"Ms. Anna, Mercedes-Benz is offering 500 million US dollars plus 2% of the shares!"

"Ms. Anna, BMW will offer 700 million in cash, pay attention to cash, plus 2% of the shares, to buy the dollar bill in your hand!"

"Ms. Anna, Goldman Sachs Investment Bank bought the one-dollar note in your hand at a 15% premium to the highest price!"

"Ms. Anna..."

All the capital predators are crazy.

They roared frantically, coming from all directions. In just an instant, the fashionable woman was surrounded by many capital predators.

want to go? Oh, no way!

Seeing this scene, many big Hollywood stars turned pale with fright.

And in the middle of the scene, a fashionable woman surrounded by crocodiles is also petrified.

These people are all powerful capitalists. Any one of them can trample themselves to death like an ant.

Facing their cooperation, he is like a lone sail in a stormy sea, in danger of being buried in the sea at any time.

Can I refuse them? Do you dare to refuse them?

Difficult, very difficult!

However, no matter how hard it is, I will never agree with them!

At this moment, facing the cooperation of the big crocodiles, the fashionable woman who was as small as an ant suddenly mustered up great courage and shouted.

"Gentlemen, gentlemen, I won't sell, I won't sell!"

The woman's sharp voice overwhelmed the sound of acquisitions in the audience.

Hearing this, the audience fell silent for an instant.

The faces of all the big crocodiles showed a gloomy and cold look, and their eyes were full of endless bloodthirsty when they looked at the woman one after another...

Alligators are angry!

"Ma'am, are you sure?!" The president of Boeing asked again coldly.

Hearing this, the fashionable woman couldn't help shrinking her neck: "I...I..."

At this moment, a voice with an oriental accent sounded: "Dear gentlemen, please maintain your demeanor in front of ladies!"

Fuck, who? !

The crocodiles immediately turned their heads and looked at the person who made the sound.

China? Tencent Group? Ma Huateng?

At this moment, many crocodiles frowned. And the fashionable woman casts a grateful glance on the man.

Facing the audience, MR Ma leaned slightly, and said with a smile: "Dear gentlemen, just now when the little prodigy left, he said: Ms. Anna's personal safety must be guaranteed! Gentlemen, have you all forgotten? Or, you choose to ignore the words of the little prodigy!"

The second half of this sentence is too lethal, so big that the big crocodiles present can't bear it.

Even a fighter jet manufacturer like Boeing, or an international consortium of major banks like Goldman Sachs, is no exception.

because……

The Watermelon Alliance is their boss, how dare they ignore the words of the Watermelon God, they will die.

For this reason, right after MR Ma's words fell, all the crocodiles in the audience quickly denied it.

"How is it possible? Mr. Ma, don't guess!"

"Mr. Ma, we are just talking about business!"

"Mr. Ma, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately! Otherwise, be careful and I will sue you for defamation!"...

At this moment, upon hearing these vaguely threatening words, Lao Ma knew that he had offended many big shots today. But, there is no way, the path I chose, even if I cry, I have to go on.

Taking a deep breath, the old horse said loudly again: "Since we are talking about business, there must be no problem. However, Ms. Anna, would you like to sell the banknotes in your hand to everyone?"

The lady of fashion was overjoyed, she was backed up, and she must know how to answer.

"I won't sell! I won't sell!"

"Gentlemen, Ms. Anna is not for sale!"

Hearing this, the president of Boeing shrugged and said, "Okay, let's keep dancing!"

After speaking, President Boeing strode towards the dance floor.

"OK, let's go dancing! But, Ms. Anna, I still ask you to think about it!"

"Ms. Anna, please think again tonight, the condition of our Mercedes-Benz is still the same!"

"BMW too!"

"Goldman Sachs too!"...

After leaving their words, the big figures walked towards the dance floor one after another.

However, everyone stopped for a short while passing by the founder of Tencent, with meaningful eyes...

Lao Ma felt a chill in his heart, he didn't know how he kept his demeanor under these pressures. But, there is no way, the cannon I choose, even if it is tearful, I have to finish it!

tragedy!

...

After this incident, the banquet in the second half was very depressing.

After 10:00, the banquet ended, and many Hollywood actresses hurriedly left the White House as if fleeing for their lives.

Something happened, something big happened.

The United States tonight must be undercurrents. It might even kill someone.

11:05. Hilton Hotel.

"Ding dong!" "Ding dong!"...

The hotel doorbell rang softly. Then, an old and majestic voice came from the door.

"Come in!"

It seems to be Chinese!

After the sound fell, a Chinese man with the appearance of a bodyguard opened the door and walked in.

"Report: Mr. Ma from Tencent Group, please see me!"

The old man sitting on the sofa in the living room nodded instantly: "Please!"

"yes!"

After a while, at the invitation of the bodyguard, Ma Huateng walked up with a serious expression.

The door was closed immediately.

At this moment, the old man stood up from the sofa, and stretched out his right hand to Ma Huateng with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Ma, hello, thank you for your contribution to the country!"

The old horse was flattered, and hurriedly stepped forward, stretching out both hands to hold the old man's right hand.

"You're welcome, you're welcome! As a Chinese, this is what I should do!"

"Mr. Ma is so enlightened, please sit down!"

"Thank you! Please, please!"

The two sat on the sofa and started a secret conversation. After more than 10 minutes, the conversation ended, the old man waved, and the assistant behind the sofa immediately stepped forward and handed a document to Ma Huateng.

Lao Ma took the document and looked at it carefully, then returned it to the person.

"Okay, time is precious, so I won't keep Mr. Ma any longer. Thanks again to Tencent Group for its contribution to the country!"

"This is what I should do! Please stay, old man, goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

The bodyguard outside opened the door, and then escorted the old horse away...

At this time, the night was getting deeper, but the city of Washington outside was still brightly lit.

Looking at the brilliant night scene outside the window, at this moment, the old man's heart was extremely restless.

Because, China's "X plan" has already started the second step.

"Hope everything goes well!"

The old man prayed silently in his heart...

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