Chapter 1290 Falling apart
Zen courtyard.
In an almost crazy mood, Chu Yang broke into Jiang Pengyue's study waving a piece of information!
"Third Master, no...this is terrible!!!"
Huchi~~~Huchi~~~~
Chu Yang's whole body trembled with excitement!
"Isn't it Chen Mo who won? I already know it."
Jiang Pengyue's eyes were filled with bright light, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised as she said, "I really didn't expect that the result would be so dramatic!
This business war is really full of twists and turns! "
Chu Yang shook his head: "No! Look at this!"
Jiang Pengyue took the information from Chu Yang and browsed it quickly, and then her pupils shrank sharply!
"The Ninth Lord was expelled from the Foundation?"
"Chen Mo beheaded a main god?!!"
"this……"
Even though she already knew that Chen Mo had won this business war, Jiang Pengyue was still extremely shocked.
In Jiang Pengyue's view, even if the Loefeller family suffered heavy losses, it would at most be a serious loss of vitality. It would not lead to bankruptcy, and it would be impossible for a main god to fall!
No one knows better than Jiang Pengyue how terrifying the energy controlled by the 12 main gods of the foundation is!
To say that they are gods is not an exaggeration!
These people are really stomping their feet, making the whole world tremble!
Especially the Loefeller family, which is the oil overlord! ! !
Controlling one-fifth of the world's oil, having business dealings with more than 100 countries around the world, personal connections, money and wealth, they are one of the top few in the world!
From the information controlled by Jiang Pengyue alone, we know that the Loefeller family has produced more than 30 of the world's richest men, more than 100 of the richest men in the top 10 developed countries, and 59 emperors of various countries!
No matter how rich Jiang Pengyue's imagination is, she can imagine that Chen Mo won the business war and caused the Roefeller family to lose more than ten trillion, which is already very valuable.
But she never expected...
Chen Mo is a god! ! !
The ninth of the twelve main gods of the Foundation, who controlled the lifeblood of the world's economy, was ruthlessly overthrown by Chen Mo. He fell directly from the handful of people standing at the top of the world to the bottom! ! !
"Third Master, Chen Mo not only killed the gods, but also harvested the Loefeller family's share of oil.
At present, the shale oil shares he owns account for one-third of the world's shale oil market. As long as Hongmeng Laboratory's shale oil technology is used in the future, Chen Mo must be given shares, and his shares will only continue to increase. "
"We estimate that within 10 years, Chen Mo will completely replace the Loefeller family's current position and become the second oil overlord!"
"He already has the preliminary qualifications for a head-on confrontation with the Foundation!"
Chu Yang said excitedly.
Jiang Pengyue nodded: "This success has indeed allowed Chen Mo's strength to expand rapidly. The wealth lost by the Elder Pavilion and the Foundation will arm Chen Mo to the teeth."
"Now, it is no longer an easy task for the foundation to deal with Chen Mo."
Chu Yang recalled Chen Mo's information in his mind.
How many years did it take from the time he started his own business from scratch to now having the strength to barely compete with the foundation?
This kind of person who seems to have the ability to foresee the future is simply terrifying!
You can only make friends with him, and you must not be an enemy with him, otherwise, you will die without a burial place! ! !
"There's nothing unusual about Chen Mo recently, right? We must ensure the complete victory and safety of this ally." Jiang Pengyue said.
"Nothing unusual has been found yet."
After a pause, Chu Yang thought for a moment and added: "It's Gong Ziyuan's father who keeps running to Chen Mo's house recently, and often invites Gong Ziyuan out for dinner."
Jiang Pengyue didn't think much, waved her hand and said, "Isn't it normal for a father to find his daughter for dinner? Gong Ming must have seen how awesome Chen Mo is now and wants to get a piece of the pie from him."
"You should keep an eye on the Elder Pavilion and the Foundation. They will definitely launch crazy revenge on Chen Mo."
Chu Yang nodded: "Yes, I understand."
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Saint-Loduovo trading center.
At this moment, the market finally came to a halt.
The price of international crude oil futures is fixed at 8 yuan 2 a barrel.
And the accounts worth 13 trillion in the hands of Ross and others were liquidated by 95%!
With the little money left, I am not even qualified to have a trial fight with Chen Mo!
Due to excessive stress and excitement, Ross vomited a large amount of his heart's blood and was taken away by ambulance for rescue.
As Bahuite looked at the accounts that exploded all over the screen, he broke out in a cold sweat, as if there was a shower hanging on his head and sprinkling water like crazy!
Bahuite, whose hands and feet were cold and her mouth was dry, felt as if her feet were light and her whole body was stepping on the clouds. The computer screen in front of her was filled with shadows, which was so unreal.
"Mr. Bahuite..."
One of the traders in charge asked with a cry in his voice: "What should we do now?"
In an instant, 300 of the world's top traders all looked at Bahuite.
Before this business war, these 300 people never thought that they would lose to an amateur team composed purely of local traders in Daxia (relative to their strength).
But the result was a slap in the face to them!
In this business war, they, the top 300 traders in the world, became a stepping stone for Daxia traders, causing them to be severely trampled under their feet.
Bahuite took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly: "Let's break up...go back and rest...this battle is completely over.
we lose……"
"Mr. Bahuite!"
The assistant hurried over and said with an ugly face: "Mr. Bendy Rothchild is here."
With one word, Bahuite's cold hands and feet quickly spread to his whole body.
It felt like a death row prisoner waiting to be hanged.
"He...where is he?" Bahuite asked bitterly.
Bendy Rosicchild is the son of Solomon Rosicchild, the first god.
At the same time, he is also the current first apostle.
"I've already arrived."
Behind him, a deep and extremely angry voice came.
When Bahuite heard this voice, her whole body trembled, and she quickly looked at the middle-aged man striding towards her.
The opponent was more than two meters tall, and his aura and tall body gave Bahuite an unparalleled sense of oppression.
I saw Bendy Rosicchild walking in front of Bahuite. Regardless of Bahuite's almost humble and dog-like behavior, he raised his hand and held a solid large sum of money in his pocket.
This slap is very powerful!
Ba Huite was slapped so hard that her ears rang. She was deaf for a long time before she regained her hearing.
"Bahuite!"
Bendy pointed at Bahuite, who was as decadent as an old dog, and roared angrily: "The foundation gave you 13 trillion, and even risked sacrificing all the production capacity of the Loefeller family business to help you fight the business war!
What did you do as a result?
You are the sinner of the Foundation! ! !
You and Rose must be responsible for all this! ! ! "
Bahuite could no longer care about the pain on her face and cried, and hurriedly explained: "Master Apostle, it's because Chen Mo, that bastard, is too deep in the city!
I didn’t know he was hiding such a bombshell as shale oil!
I can guarantee that even if the Lord Gods were to take control in person, the outcome would definitely not be any better than ours! "
"Shut up!!!"
Bendy Rosicchild roared: "If you lose, you lose, why should you make excuses? The Foundation has always only looked at the results, not the process!"
"Now I declare that you, Ross, and your two families will bear the main responsibility for this incident!
You two, and the family, will all be judged! "
Although he had long been mentally prepared for "the cunning rabbit dies and the lackeys cook", when all this really happened, Bahuite was still afraid.
After Bendy Rosicchild left, Bahuite had tears streaming down his face.
At this time, Bahuite's cell phone rang.
I looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Ross!
"Rose, how are you feeling?"
"It's no longer in the way. Brother Bahuite, can you come?
Ross's voice seemed particularly calm and calm, as if everything had nothing to do with him and he had stayed out of it.
"Okay, I'll be down right now."
