Waterloo!

DuPont is facing its worst crisis since its founding, with its stock falling 35 percent in three weeks and continuing to fall at an ever-increasing pace — like a terrible avalanche that, once it starts, never stops until it reaches its lowest point, and nothing can change it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

DuPont has done everything it can to save itself, but the $20 million it was able to invest was a drop in the bucket in the face of the bombshell that Morgan and Rockefeller had put together. Billion dollars! In the face of such a powerful force, its leaders can only secretly rejoice that they are not the only ones who are being attacked, United Alkali Corporation, Bayer Chemie, Bnemen AG, BASF ...... All enterprises are under heavy attack, and this is an all-out war involving the entire chemical industry; And they are very "happy" to see that they are not the ones who have lost the most: the Scottish Nobel Company, the United Soda Company, the Bnemen Company and the British Dye Company have suffered most of the attacks of the two major conglomerates, and their stock value is only half of the original.

In this war, the main battlefield was not in New York but in London, and the relatively weakest British chemical companies unfortunately became the target of Morgan and Rockefeller's attacks, otherwise DuPont Chemical would have been the first to fall.

Of course, even so, DuPont's board members came close to a collective heart attack, even though it was neither them nor their British counterparts who suffered the most damage, but the common stockholders who did not sell their shares in time, and the speculators who made the wrong choice at the critical moment - these poor creatures could only watch their assets shrink rapidly, or even disappear in an instant, and then they would collapse at an even faster rate.

Eventually, the world will be full of corpses and mourning.

Of course, this is a slight exaggeration, but it is true that someone has turned their guns on themselves and fired a shot, or jumped from a relatively high place. It's just that the eyes of the reporters are all fixed on the big companies in the same situation as the Emperor Napoleon on June 18, 1815, and even the slightly smaller ones are not cared about, and who cares about the life and death of some ordinary people?

As long as there is a war, people will die, and as people know, once it will work, it will be done, and this world has always been like this, and it will always be so.

"It's tragic." Qin Lang shook his head and let out a sigh.

But when he exclaimed, he wasn't alone in his office or anywhere else, not even in San Diego — he was in Stockton, in the conference room of the Holt Manufacturing Company, with Benjamin Brown. Holt negotiations.

But until now, Holt still didn't know what he was coming from. From the beginning to the present, Qin Lang has been talking about the avalanche of the stock trading market.

This is undoubtedly a waste of time. Holt didn't care how quickly the stocks of chemical, gunpowder, or nitrate ore companies were falling, either because there was no need or interest, and it was always just a distant thing that had nothing to do with his company, and he was more concerned with the purpose of California's most famous Chinese entrepreneur visiting him.

He was never here to buy a steam harvester, that was the only thing Holt was sure of.

"Mr. Qin, I want to know, what products do you plan to order from my company?" He asked, slightly impatient.

"I'm not going to buy any of Holt's products." Qin Lang shrugged, "Mr. Holt, I'm here to make a proposal to you, I want to acquire your company." ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qin, what did you just say?" Holt felt as if something was wrong with his ears. Acquisition? The boss of the Great Viper Arms Company is ready to buy his company? Is he ready to buy Holt? Joke!

He didn't believe it. So Qin Lang repeated. "I want to buy your company."

"Are you kidding?" Holt's expression was relaxed, but he was still not alert, only slightly surprised. Of course, he still didn't believe Qin Lang's words, what kind of company San Diego's Great Viper Weapons Company was, I'm afraid there was no entrepreneur in the whole of California who didn't know -- to put it bluntly, it didn't have the strength to acquire the Holt Manufacturing Company.

Even though it had a wholly-owned subsidiary with a registered capital countless times greater than its own, the more famous Umbrella Security Services, it still did not have the strength to acquire the Holt Manufacturing Company.

Holt felt that the Chinese sitting across from him was playing a very wrong joke: publicly announcing in front of the boss of a company that he was going to buy his company was impolite, but he was not yet capable of it.

But Qin Lang looked extremely serious. "I'm very serious, Mr. Holt."

"I don't know if you've seriously thought about it, but your company doesn't have the strength to acquire Holt Manufacturing, Mr. Qin." Holt said seriously. It was just out of kindness, and some obvious unpleasantness, that he felt the need to free Qin Lang from his unrealistic fantasies. "I'm afraid you don't realize what you're doing."

However, he apparently forgot a very important issue: a person like Qin Lang who can deal with Wall Street and Washington, since he can formulate a plan that satisfies the consortium and the Senate, then he will never propose to buy his company just because of an unrealistic fantasy, otherwise the bigwigs would have swept him aside long ago; If he makes a request, it must have been well thought out and quite sure.

And he didn't know the actual financial situation of Qin Lang's company. Of course, even Morgan and Rockefeller were quite surprised when they heard that he had put out five million dollars to participate in their crazy game—both for the capital he had gathered in a short period of time, and for his keen observation—but since neither of them could know the truth, it was even more impossible for anyone else to get a little bit of definite information.

In the end, Holt didn't know that Qin Lang had invested all his capital in the stock exchange market, and the purpose was to buy his company, otherwise he would definitely start thinking about countermeasures immediately. But now, completely bewildered by the size of the Great Viper Arms Company, he did not believe that it was capable of acquiring his own company, and did not consider any possibilities.

Qin Lang wanted to laugh, but he still replied seriously and solemnly: "Believe me, Mr. Holt, I have seriously considered this issue and know what I am doing, and I am completely convinced that my company has the ability to acquire your company." ”

This is not entirely true: he has not yet received even a penny in his speculation, the money is in the banks that act as agents for trading, and DuPont's stock has not fallen to a position that he thinks is suitable for short trading; It didn't matter much, though, just because of the lack of enough information, whether he had already made huge profits in the crazy game of Morgan and Rockefeller, unless he actually pulled out the cute green pieces of paper to start his takeover, Holt would think he was just insane.

In fact, anyone who stays in a position similar to Holt and still has a normal brain will think he's going crazy.

There is probably nothing more absurd than the fact that a small company that has been around for less than four years and that has only a small amount of sales and profits should be buying a company with assets of more than $3 million. Even if its owner has a very close relationship with the consortium, a little bit of understanding of the situation will show that the situation will not change even the slightest.

The Great Viper Weapons Company could not acquire the Holt Manufacturing Company, it did not have that much capital, and no consortium was willing to provide it with funds - United Carbide and United Textile Technology were not yet profitable, even if they were close to each other, it was obviously extremely unrealistic to expect the consortium to provide economic assistance to Qin Lang again now.

If this happens, then the consortium will no longer be a consortium, and they should be renamed charities, or "Qin Lang's private bank...... But in reality they are not.

Consortia exist for profit, and they always want to get more out of themselves, and they want to control more. If someone wants to use them for their own purposes without intending to pay any price, he will surely pay an even bigger price soon.

But Qin Lang is not so stupid.

So, Holt was sure that he was just insane, of course, but he had to reply to him in a very formal tone despite this. "In that case, Mr. Qin, then I can answer you very clearly that I will never sell my company."

"You don't know my conditions yet, Mr. Holt." Qin Lang smiled and said, "Don't you think it's too hasty to reject my suggestion now?" ”

"I don't think I need to know your conditions, and likewise, I don't think my decision was hasty. Mr. Qin, I will not sell my company. After a pause, Holt made another emphasis, "Absolutely not." ”

"I think you should listen to my conditions."

"No, I don't think that's necessary." He resolutely refused.

"Well, all I can say is that I deeply regret it." Qin Lang said, but there was no regret at all.

"I'm also very sorry."

"We'll meet again, Mr. Holt. Trust me, it won't be long before we meet again...... Soon, Qin Lang stood up, shook hands with Holt and said goodbye, and then left with his secretary, lawyer, and entourage.

Of course, he will come back - after getting back the investment and the profits. And like he said, it won't be long. Although Morgan and Rockefeller did not reveal any news to him, it didn't matter, he was still able to guess where the stocks of several major chemical companies would stop falling - how much power the Morgan consortium and the Rockefeller consortium have, perhaps ordinary people do not know, but the financial community must know, of course, Qin Lang also knows, so to predict the extent to which they will weaken their goal is a somewhat complicated but still achievable thing.

And one thing is also clear: the war is too long for even Morgan and Rockefeller to devote enough strength to defeat their opponents completely...... Or even if they completely crush a company, they don't have enough power to take it over at this time, and they will only create opportunities for others, and with the wisdom of the two consortium leaders, they will not do such a thing.

So as the best option, Morgan and Rockefeller will decisively retreat with the huge profits they have already made after battering their opponents, control some of the weaker companies, and then prop up Dow Chemical while the others are licking their wounds...... Of course, Union Carbide became a new giant in the chemical industry, and eventually formed a three-legged pattern of DuPont, Dow Chemical and Union Carbide in the United States; At the same time, this choice of theirs also made it simple to predict when the war would end. As long as all the known conditions were added together, Qin Lang could come to the conclusion that the war would end at the moment when the shares of several major chemical companies had fallen by about fifty percent.

Morgan and Rockefeller were able to do this by reducing the stock prices of all their targets by 50 percent, which would bring them good returns without weakening the chemical companies so much that they would be controlled by other consortia without even a chance to lick their wounds, even though at such times it was inevitable that the syndicates would intervene in the companies.

Qin Lang has already seen this future. So he knew that the war was coming to an end, and the moment before that was when he was going to make a short exercise -- or some time before the war ended, but DuPont's stock was already down fifty percent. This is ideal, but it doesn't matter if it's a little earlier or a little later. In short, he can make a profit, the only question is how much it is.

He waited patiently, receiving a telegram from New York every hour, analyzing the hidden message. In this way, another three days passed, and then Qin Lang finally saw the result he hoped to see.

DuPont's stock has finally fallen to nearly half of its original position.

Now, the time he had been waiting for had finally arrived.

Qin Lang immediately issued instructions to his economist in New York. He was lucky, or very sharp, to get the timing right, because the very very next day, Morgan and Rockefeller stopped their billion-dollar game of madness.

The war is over.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )