Chapter 1278 The Unparalleled War (21)

All the gods were shocked!

This is the first time Solomon Rosicchild has attacked a main god for the benefit of the Foundation! ! !

In order to deal with a mere Chen Mo, Solomon Rosicchild directly used his voting rights regardless of the opinions of other main gods! ! !

Has Chen Mo's threat reached this level?

The other main gods all have mixed feelings in their hearts.

"Gentlemen, I believe what Ross said, and I don't think what he said is alarmist."

"Getting rid of Chen Mo is to pave the way for the future development of the foundation. We must make a choice!"

Solomon Rosicchild finished speaking slowly and voted first: "In this matter, I agree to stop production!"

Others on the phone were silent for a few seconds, and then a gloomy old man's voice rang:

"I agree."

Then, the other nine people also voted.

"I agree."

"Stop production, that might not be a bad thing."

"I agree!"

"..."

Everyone agreed and tacitly gave some high-sounding reasons.

In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that no matter whether things succeed or fail, their own interests will not be harmed.

Since this is the case, of course you have to give it a try!

Once successful, the largest gold-grabbing market in the East will be opened for the foundation! ! !

The ultimate goal of the Foundation will be infinitely closer to being realized! ! !

"Okay, 11 people voted and unanimously passed. This is the end of the meeting. Let's disperse."

Solomon Rosicchild hung up the phone and called for the butler.

"You have to find a way to destroy the transportation pipelines of the Loefeller family's companies."

"You have to be fast and try not to delay Ross and the others from opening their business."

"yes!"

The butler bowed gracefully and left.

Ross and Bahuite looked at each other, both seeing fear in each other's eyes.

The Loefeller family's businesses span the world!

There are even tens of millions of transportation pipelines! ! !

If you want to destroy these transportation pipelines without anyone noticing, you have to do it before the market opens...

It's like a fool's dream! !

But Solomon Rosicchild was so sure that with just one word, someone could do these things for him!

The fact that John Loefeller was able to send people to force the Camelback Oilfield to suspend production for three months already made Ross and others think about it with horror and admiration.

But compared with Solomon Rothschild's ability, what John Roefeller did was like child's play! ! !

The strength of the first main god is really terrifying! ! !

"If nothing happens, you should go back and rest. The market will open in a few hours."

Solomon Rosicchild said lightly.

"yes!"

Ross and Bahuite bowed involuntarily and walked out backwards.

After leaving Solomon Manor, Ross found that he was actually breaking out in a cold sweat.

Solomon Rosicchild’s aura is so powerful!

A person like him, who is used to big shots, can't handle such great pressure!

"Ross, you asked the First God to help you against your principles this time, which means that this business war only needs to succeed and cannot fail."

"If we fail, not only you and me, but also our family will have no place in this world."

Bahuite said to Ross seriously.

Ross took a drag on his cigarette and nodded: "I know."

“From the moment we stepped out of the manor, there was no turning back.”

In this business war, Chen Mo was not the only one risking his wealth and life!

Ross and Bahuite also put their lifelong honor and wealth on the line in the fight!

A few more hours passed.

John Roefeller irritably searched for something still drinkable from a pile of wine bottles.

"Damn Rose!!! Damn Solomon Rossicheld!!! Damn the Foundation!!!"

While drinking heavily, John Roefeller cursed wildly: "You want to sacrifice my interests in exchange for victory in the business war and the future of the foundation? What fucking benefits can I get? I really think that this lousy foundation like you can control everything. organization?

I’m bah~~~~”

However, at this moment, John Loefeller’s assistant knocked on the door and came in, sweating profusely:

"Mr. Loefeller, no good, something big happened!!!"

John Roefeller cursed and said, "Did Chen Mo come up with some new tricks?"

"Go tell Ross that I won't care about his affairs anymore!"

"The foundation will send whoever it wants to help, and it will sacrifice whose interests it wants to sacrifice! Just don't ask me!!!"

"Go away~~~~"

The assistant said with an ugly face: "It's not Chen Mo's business."

"The heads of hundreds of companies have just called urgently, saying that our company's transportation pipelines have been damaged by unknown means and are now all unusable!"

"What?!"

John Roefeller instantly shuddered and woke up after a night of drinking!

The transportation pipelines of the Loefeller Family Company are either buried hundreds of meters deep underground, or they are expensive passages in the deep sea! ! !

All transport corridors are expensive! ! !

Of course, money is not the main problem yet.

The construction of these transportation channels takes a very long time. Once damaged, it can take three to five months at the fastest and one or two years at the slowest time!

With no transportation pipeline in use for such a long time, the Loefeller family's market share must be divided up!

"Which transportation pipelines are damaged? Is there any statistics?" John Loefeller quickly asked.

"Yes! It's all here, here you go." The assistant hurriedly handed a document to John Loefeller.

After John Roefeller picked up the document and flipped through it quickly, his expression became increasingly ugly!

More than 300 major transportation pipelines were almost completely destroyed!

It means that the property under his name now has no usable transportation pipelines!

This will bring a devastating blow to the Loefeller family's industry!

The loss is at least 8 trillion! ! !

"Mr. Loefeller, do you want someone from the foundation to help find out who did it?" the assistant asked quickly.

"No need to look for it, it was just these bastards from the Foundation who did it!" John Loefeller cursed angrily.

The assistant's eyes widened and he was dumbfounded and said: "This..."

Isn’t John Loefeller the ninth founder of the foundation?

Why are you being stabbed in the back by one of your own people now?

John Loefeller picked up the phone and angrily called Solomon Rosicheld.

As soon as the call is connected.

John Roefeller scolded Solomon Rossicheld, and then said:

"Didn't I already tell you that I don't agree to stop production?"

"Why are you still using this method to force me to stop production?"

"You are committing banditry!!! It will kill the Loefeller family!!!"

Solomon Rosicchild: "My old friend, don't worry, I promise you in the name of the First God that as long as you win this business war, all your losses will be made up by the foundation."

John Loefeller: "What if we lose? Who will make up for my losses? You or the foundation will collectively pay for it?"

Solomon Rosicchild: "You can't lose, you have to believe in the foundation. We are omnipotent. We were, are, and will be in the future."

John Loefeller: "Don't play brainwashing with me! I'm asking you, if I lose the business war, who will make up for my losses? You just need to give me a clear answer, don't make excuses. he!"

Solomon Rothschild: “…”

Of course Solomon Rothschild had no answer.

Because the answer to this question is obvious, the loss was naturally borne by John Loefeller himself.

But it is impossible to say this openly.

Especially as the first main god, he is in charge of the overall situation of the foundation and maintains the interests of other main gods.

Saying this is tantamount to admitting that Solomon Rosicchild is incompetent!

John Roefeller: "Speak! Why don't you speak?"

After a period of silence, Solomon Rothschild slowly said: "John, you already have the answer in your heart, don't you?"

"Now that the matter has come to this, you can only do your best to help Ross and the others win the business war."

At this point, the phone was hung up.

After John Roefeller cursed crazily for a while, he gritted his teeth and called his assistant over:

"How much money does Ross still have?"