The only good news on Sunday night was that Bank of America agreed to buy Merrill Lynch for $29 per share, which is very good news indeed, but no one is in the mood to celebrate.

When Andy hugged Ivana and watched TV while frolicking in the living room, when he learned the news, he complained in disbelief: "This is simply Walmart buying Tiffany!"

At the same time, Andy also learned from the phone that Paulson's eager White House budget chief and New York Mayor Michael Bloomberg had called to warn them that Lehman would file for bankruptcy that night.

However, the Asian market has opened, and Lehman Brothers has no intention of filing for bankruptcy. The 158-year-old company still wants to struggle to the end.

"Honey, don't wait for me, you go to sleep first, maybe you will be busy until tomorrow... Andy, who was already dressed and standing at the door of the house, put his arms around Ivana's waist, who was only wearing a nightdress, and kissed her red chun.

"Honey, I wish you success ... "Ivana knew that her man was going to do something big, and sent her wishes.

"Definitely, I'm leaving, rest early. Andy smiled confidently, stopped dragging his feet, turned and walked out of the house, and walked towards the elevator with Kenny's group of bodyguards.

Downstairs in the apartment building, the convoy was already on standby, and Al and the three directors of the think tank were waiting at the door, and when they saw Andy appear, they hurriedly greeted him.

"Let's talk on the way!" Andy said without stopping when he saw Al, then bent down and sat in the car.

Soon, the convoy disappeared into the night and headed straight for the Lehman Brothers headquarters building on Seventh Avenue.

Manhattan, New York, is still bustling. At the entrance to the brightly lit Lehman Brothers headquarters on Seventh Avenue, police fenced off the gate and surrounded it with reporters and curious pedestrians.

'What the hell is going on, is Lehman really going out of business?' asked a passerby. No one answered, only to see the employees holding suitcases and dragging luggage from Lehman to the streets in search of taxis.

Andy's motorcade drove directly into the parking lot on the basement floor of the building, and Andy and his group took the elevator straight to the floor where the CEO's office was located.

In the CEO's office, there was a gloomy cloud, and Forde looked tired, frowning and rummaging through his phone book, he had been constantly contacting everyone who might save the company, but not everyone would still answer his call now.

"Knock-"

"Boss, Mr. Smith has arrived... ”

Fuld's eyes were still sharp in his sunken eye sockets, he raised his head to look at the secretary at the door, nodded slightly, snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, ignored the already messy shirt, got up from the boss's chair, and walked out of the office.

He knew that Andy Smith hadn't come so late to save Lehman, and as for the purpose, it was obvious that the young vulture wanted to be the first to compete for the tastiest part of Lehman, and although he hated these greedy guys immensely, he hoped to buy Lehman a little time to survive if he could.

"I'm sorry to bother you so late, Mr. Forder. Andy smiled brightly, and when he was two steps away, he stretched out his hand and shook hands with a blank face and said.

"No bother, you know, we're right now... Forget it, don't talk about it, please inside, what to drink?" Foul squeezed out a smile, and did not feel polite, and invited directly.

"Coffee on the line, thank you. Andy didn't care about Forder's faux pas, he knew very well what he was here for, not to mention rudeness, it was cynicism, as long as he could achieve his goal, he could also deal with it with a smile.

Luxurious and spacious office lounge area, guests and hosts sat down, a little greeting, coffee was also served, Forde waved his hand to his secretary, after the office door was closed, he crossed his hands in front of him, stilted Erlang's legs, looked at Andy with sharp eyes and said, "Mr. Smith, let's be straight, what do you want?"

"Huh?"

Andy, who was blowing on the coffee a few times and hadn't taken a sip yet, hummed softly, raised his eyes to look at Forder, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, put down the coffee cup, and then leaned back on the sofa and said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry to say what I want, I have something that happened today and you don't know, are you interested in hearing it?"

Forde pondered for a moment, did not open his mouth to respond, but just stretched out his hand to signal, and he had a bad premonition at this time.

"I know that you and Lehman's board of directors are still pinning their hopes on the White House... ”

As Andy narrated, Forder's face turned red with anger, his crossed hands trembled slightly, and his breathing rhythm became disordered.

“。。。 At the moment, a lot of people are waiting for you to carry out the bankruptcy process, and believe me, as soon as midnight passes, Paulson will lose his patience and he will even forcibly declare you bankrupt... ”

"That's enough!" Forde had been completely enraged by Andy's words, he was a grumpy man himself, and some of the things Andy had told him had completely annihilated the last bit of confidence in his dying struggle.

Andy picked up the coffee cup, took a sip, and looked at the emotional Fuord with a smile until the other party slowly calmed down, then put the remaining half of the coffee cup on the table, and said in a cold voice: "In this gluttonous feast of sharing the delicious fresh meat of the predators, some predators have become the meal on the plate, and some have become the hedonists who enjoy the same kind!"

Forder's face was resentful, and his eyes were full of anger, "The inside story of Lehman's downfall will be revealed one day, but in order to prevent hurting my family and friends, I won't say it now, but one day I... ”

"They need to find an unlucky guy to divert the public's anger at their bad regulation!" Andy said lightly, looking at the angry Fuld with a sneer in his heart, no one likes him on Wall Street, not only that, this guy has also humiliated Paulson at a drinking party, and I have to say that this guy is not unjustly unlucky.

"Tell me straight, what do you want, what price can you give us!, stop going around in circles!" said Forder, glaring at the young but cunning Andy Smith across from him, almost snarling.

"Lehman's headquarters in New York, two data centers in the U.S., and core business units in North America and Europe, I want all $1.3 billion... ”

"Bastard, do you know what the hell you're talking about!" Foul snarled at Andy.

Andy crossed his hands in front of him, crossed Erlang's legs, his expression was indifferent, and he stared at Forde who was staring at him condescendingly, and said in a cold tone: "Cash, I believe that you board members will be happy to recover some of your losses before starting the bankruptcy procedure!"

"Whew-whew-whew-"

Forde breathed violently, his fists clenched, eager to punch the disgusting face in front of him.

"I know you're going to have the last board meeting at 8 o'clock, and there's 15 minutes left, I'll be here and waiting for your news, and if you don't agree, I can also wait until you go bankrupt to get these, although it may compete with Barclays Bank, which has played you, but in this way, no matter how much money you sell, it has nothing to do with you, you can only watch those dollars being divided, and let the bankruptcy consulting firm continue to take away the wealth that originally belonged to you. ”

With a smile on his lips, Andy shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, looking like whatever you choose, I can accept it.

The furious Fuord's body stiffened slightly, his expression kept changing, and the exhausted Fuord sat on the sofa all of a sudden, and said with a wry smile and frustration: "Damn, you greedy devil, I shouldn't have seen you... ”

"Trust me, Chad, the board will be grateful to you, take the money and enjoy a low-key happy life, while those who want to see your jokes will thrash in anger!" Andy made a final demagogue in a very cordial tone.