Chapter 19 Foreign Capital Wants a High-Priced Acquisition? Buy Their Headquarters for Free
Chapter 19 Foreign Capital Wants a High-Priced Acquisition? Buy Their Headquarters for Free
Upon hearing the call from the walkie-talkie, Lin Xian let out a loud yawn.
He casually grabbed a specially made ice silk bathrobe from the system, draped it over his shoulders, and slowly walked out of the large bathhouse.
An Xin had already drawn her sidearm from her waist, her pretty face turning frosty.
Mu Qingxue even pulled out three mobile phones, preparing to mobilize financial snipers in Shanghai to fight the other side to the death.
Lin Xian reached out and pressed down on An Xin's gun barrel, his eyes filled with a sleepy, languid look.
"Alright, that's too noisy. What if it wakes up my flowers and plants?"
"They were just a few foreign beggars. I took care of them myself and rushed back to get some sleep."
Qingshui County Expressway Exit.
More than thirty black Maybachs with foreign license plates blocked both lanes of traffic.
Hundreds of blond bodyguards, each two meters tall, wearing sunglasses, stood in two rows as a human wall.
Smith, the white executive in charge, puffed on a cigar and arrogantly stomped his leather shoes on the boundary marker of Qingshui County.
County Magistrate Sun Liancheng was sweating profusely with anxiety. He had just stepped forward to try and reason with them when two bodyguards pushed him into the mud.
Smith exhaled a thick smoke ring and shouted loudly in broken Chinese.
"Get that country bumpkin named Lin Xian out here and sign this!"
"Our Ross Foundation will offer a billion dollars to buy that sky garden and all the levitation technology!"
"If you don't sell, we'll block all your business channels internationally!"
The townspeople who were watching were so angry that they wanted to fight back, so they picked up their hoes and carrying poles.
Zhou Bapi and his henchmen squeezed to the front, their hands trembling as they gripped the bricks.
"These foreign devils are going too far! Do they really think there's no one left in Qingshui County?"
Just as the situation was about to get out of control, a streak of silver-gray light flashed across the sky.
Lin Xian drove the fully automatic anti-gravity pickup truck and landed steadily in front of the Maybach convoy.
The blast wave made Smith's blonde hair, which was coated with hairspray, look completely messy.
Lin Xian got out of the car wearing flip-flops, his bathrobe fluttering in the wind.
Upon seeing Lin Xian's just-woke-up attire, Smith couldn't help but burst into unrestrained laughter.
He pulled a check from his suit pocket and tossed it contemptuously onto the stone slab at Lin Xian's feet.
"Kid, a billion in cash? You've never even seen a fraction of that amount in your life, have you?"
"Hurry up and sign the papers, then move away from that mountain with all your beautiful women."
Mu Qingxue jumped out of the passenger seat of the pickup truck, saw the check on the ground, and sneered.
"You dare to buy Mr. Lin's technology for a mere 1 billion? The combined market value of your entire parent company wouldn't even be worthy of carrying his shoes."
Smith's face darkened, and he was about to order his bodyguards to remove the man.
Lin Xian rubbed his sore eyes, not even glancing at the check on the ground.
He felt that the noise from the group of foreigners was giving him a headache, so he casually activated the system panel in his mind.
"System, find out the name of the global parent company behind this bastard. I've used overseas illicit funds to acquire it entirely."
The emotionless electronic notification sound immediately popped into my mind.
"Ding! Connecting to the global financial center database..."
"Target locked: the third division of the Ross Group, with a market value of $60 billion."
"The hostile takeover process has been initiated and is expected to take sixty seconds."
Lin Xian yawned, leaned against the pickup truck door, and began to count down.
Smith laughed so hard he almost cried, watching Lin Xian's pretentious act.
"You want to buy our headquarters? That's the most ridiculous joke I've ever heard!"
"Even Wall Street's financial giants wouldn't dare make such a boastful claim. Do you think you're God?"
An Xin gripped the gun handle and stood in front of Lin Xian, fearing that he might pull out his weapon in desperation.
Sun Liancheng got up from the mud, slapped his thigh and sighed.
"That impulsive kid! These foreign investors are all wolves in sheep's clothing."
Time ticked by, and the sixty-second countdown passed in the blink of an eye.
Just as Lin Xian counted down to the last second, the encrypted satellite phone in Smith's pocket suddenly rang like a death knell.
Smith answered the phone with a disdainful look, and even pressed the speakerphone button, wanting to show off.
Immediately, a hysterical scream came from the other end of the phone from the chairman of the Wall Street headquarters.
"Smith, you idiot! What kind of deity did you offend in China?!"
"Just one minute ago, a trillion-dollar sum of money from an unknown source crashed through global stock markets!"
"All the shares held by individual shareholders and internal directors in our company have been forcibly absorbed by an account belonging to someone named Lin Xian!"
"You'd better kneel down and kowtow to the new boss right now, or we'll all have to go to the African savanna to mine for minerals to pay off our debts!"
The voice on the phone was so loud that even the townspeople in the surrounding area could hear it clearly.
Smith's cigar fell with a "thud" onto his leather shoe, burning a hole in it, but he didn't even react.
His blood instantly turned cold, and his teeth chattered uncontrollably.
One second he was thinking of giving away 1 billion yuan to someone, the next second the other party used his pocket money to wipe out his former employer.
This is beyond human capability; it is clearly the work of an invisible emperor who controls the global economic lifeline.
Smith's legs went weak, and he knelt heavily on the muddy asphalt road with a thud.
He scrambled to Lin Xian's feet, picked up the ten billion yuan check, and tore it to shreds.
"Boss Lin! Grandpa Lin! I was blind! I didn't recognize your greatness!"
"Please don't fire me! I have an eighty-year-old mother and a newborn baby!"
When the hundreds of blond bodyguards saw their master kneeling, they dared not stand and knelt down in unison.
The Maybach team suddenly appeared much shorter, creating a spectacular scene reminiscent of worshipping a deity.
Zhou Bapi dropped the brick in his hand and pinched his thigh hard.
"Wow, Mr. Lin is ruthless! Buying companies like they're cabbages!"
Sun Liancheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his gaze towards Lin Xian now completely transformed into worship.
Mu Qingxue proudly raised her swan-like neck. This was the man she had vowed to follow, so domineering that he was irresistible.
Lin Xian looked at the foreigners crying and sobbing all over the ground and just found it noisy.
He lost even the urge to curse and picked at his ear with his little finger.
"Butler Mu, assign these workers to clean the public toilets in the county town. If they don't clean them properly, deduct their entire family's wages."
Mu Qingxue stepped forward in her high heels and swiftly accepted the order to assign the task of cleaning the toilets.
Lin Xian rubbed his dry eyelids, turned around and sat back in the driver's seat of the hover pickup truck.
He didn't even give a second glance to the trembling capitalists outside.
The pickup truck transformed into a streak of light and soared into the sky, flying directly back to the floating villa ten thousand meters above the ground.
Lin Xian pushed open the bedroom door and plunged into the zero-gravity waterbed that could automatically adjust the human skeleton, comfortably closing his eyes.
Just as he was about to enter a deep sleep and enjoy the system's critical hit rewards.
The twin bodyguard sister quietly pushed open the door and whispered in Lin Xian's ear.
"Boss, a group of old men claiming to be from the National Academy of Sciences have arrived outside the villa. They're clinging to the gatepost and refusing to leave."
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