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With the deal settled, Su Cheng left and walked to the door of the next room, knocking on it.

After a moment, the door opened, and Zhang Qizheng stood before him.

It was only a little after eight in the morning, so he hadn't left for work yet.

"Boss, is there something you need? I'm having breakfast, would you like to join me?" Zhang Qizheng asked, surprised to see Su Cheng.

"I've already eaten. Uncle Zhang, come over for a moment, I need to talk to you," Su Cheng said directly at the door, without entering.

"Okay." Zhang Qizheng nodded, turned to grab his room key, and followed Su Cheng to his room.

Inside, Gordon Moore was sitting on a chair on the balcony, reading a newspaper.

"Huh? Isn't that Intel's Gordon Moore?" Zhang Qizheng recognized him immediately.

"Yes, I have something to discuss with you, and it's related to Intel," Su Cheng said in Chinese after closing the door.

Gordon Moore, seeing Su Cheng and an unfamiliar middle-aged man enter, stood up, ready to greet them.

"Mr. Gordon Moore, please relax for a moment. I need to arrange some work first," Su Cheng called out to Gordon Moore from afar.

"OK!"

Gordon Moore immediately understood Su Cheng's meaning, guessing that he was preparing to have someone acquire Intel's stock.

"Today, put everything else aside and help me acquire Intel's stock, preferably enough to exceed 50%," Su Cheng said directly.

Given Intel's current situation, it was only natural that it would continue to fall. Everyone was eager to sell as quickly as possible, wondering if Intel would go bankrupt due to the stock market crash.

Rumor had it that Intel's top two shareholders were gone, and their shares were being sold by the banks at low prices.

The source of this news was very reliable, an article published by the highly authoritative "Washington Post," so no one would disbelieve it.

So, did Intel have a future?

No one thought it did.

Even if Intel didn't collapse, no one thought it would have good days ahead.

Therefore, the best thing to do was to sell while it was still worth something.

If the stock price became worthless, then they would truly have no tears left to cry.

Therefore, this was also the best opportunity to acquire shares.

It was hard to say whether they could acquire more than 50%, but it definitely wouldn't be a small amount.

"Boss, are you planning to take over Intel?" Zhang Qizheng asked, surprised.

Just a few days ago, Su Cheng had told him that he planned to secretly hold Intel's stock.

Now, just a few days later, he was going to become Intel's controlling shareholder?

"Yes, Intel's current situation is basically caused by Oracle Computer's press conference. This company still has great potential, and I don't want it to die so young," Su Cheng said with a smile.

"Okay, Boss, leave this to me. Although I don't know how many Intel shares I can acquire, I will definitely absorb the shares dumped by shareholders today to the greatest extent possible, and I will try to buy them at the lowest possible price," Zhang Qizheng assured him.

"I believe in you. Good luck, and I hope you can bring me good news when the market closes at four o'clock this afternoon," Su Cheng said, patting Zhang Qizheng's shoulder with a smile.

"Well, it's eight-thirty, and the market will open in an hour. Go back and continue your breakfast, and then think about how to do this well!" Su Cheng said, glancing at the time on his watch, and stopped talking to Zhang Qizheng.

"Then I'll go back first," Zhang Qizheng said, nodding.

Watching Zhang Qizheng leave, Su Cheng turned and returned to the balcony, sitting next to Gordon Moore.

"I guess Mr. Su is arranging for someone to acquire our Intel shares?" Gordon Moore asked with a smile.

"Mr. Gordon Moore is right. The gentleman just now is my financial assistant, and I have already assigned the task to him," Su Cheng said directly, without hiding anything.

"I hope Mr. Su can succeed," Gordon Moore said.

"Do you think it will be difficult for me to acquire more than 50% of Intel, given its current situation?" Su Cheng asked, crossing his legs and turning to smile.

"Although it may not be possible to acquire that much, it is relatively easy to hold thirty or forty percent of the shares. As for exceeding 50%, I can't guarantee it. According to the shareholder meeting's stock holding data we previously compiled, the shareholder meeting holds more than 50% of the shares, and retail investors hold nearly 50% of the shares. However, the 21.86% of the shares held by the top two shareholders have now been forcibly sold, so the shares currently held by our shareholder meeting are only a little over 30%. For example, the shares I hold account for 8.23%. Therefore, how much can be absorbed depends on whether the retail investors are willing to sell their shares," Gordon Moore analyzed.

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There was also one person's shares that he didn't mention, and that was the curly-haired young man who became a leek yesterday, who had acquired almost all of Su Cheng's original shares.

Whether this person would sell his shares was unclear to him, because he didn't know this person who had suddenly become a major shareholder of Intel.

It was because of him that Zhang Qizheng was able to successfully sell all of Intel's shares, at the cost of only a $900,000 loss.

Now, this young man had become Intel's largest shareholder, and also the most pitiful sucker.

He had used only five million US dollars to control 18.2% of Intel's shares.

If it had been before, no one would have dared to imagine it.

But now, the curly-haired young man was on the verge of tears.

In a large apartment on a building over 200 meters tall near Times Square, the curly-haired young man was silently lowering his head, and in front of him was his father.

At this time, his father was furious, venting all his anger on the curly-haired young man.

His father was the second oldest in his generation of the family, and the family's main business was not with him, only managing a portion of the business. Although the family was very strong, five million US dollars was already a very huge burden for his father.

How to deal with the five million debt was now a problem.

The curly-haired young man didn't even dare to make a sound at this time.

After spending all 5 million US dollars that day, he proudly called his father, telling him that he had become a major shareholder of Intel.

His father was also stunned by his son's unauthorized operation of borrowing five million US dollars to enter the stock market.

What kind of crazy operation was this?