3737: C3737 Morgan Financial Group

C3737 Morgan Financial Group

Morgan consortium was hurt in public.

"Doo Doo Doo ~"

After three beeping sounds, the phone was smoothly picked up.

"Morgan, you must be under a lot of pressure right now, right?"

Before the other party could say anything, John Rockefeller had already asked first.

On the other side of the phone, the corner of Morgan's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

'This guy still has the face to look for me? '

Wasn't his current headache caused by Bruce Duru?

"Booth, you still have the face to ask. Isn't this all caused by you?" Morgan said unhappily.

The Morgan Financial Group and the Duru Family were the same, they were also one of the world's top ten families.

Their businesses were spread all over the world, and one of their most important assets was finance.

The Morgan Family's success was a microcosm of Wall Street's success. The Morgan family's "Morgan Management System" still ruled and affected Wall Street.

They even had an ancestral saying: "What is used to promote history is not the law, but money, just money!"

And now, they were suffering unprecedented losses.

And the cause of all this was none other than Bos Duru on the other end of the phone.

Morgan Pierre didn't understand. Why did Bruce Duru provoke Qin Luo when he had nothing better to do?

Was he doing nothing after eating his fill, or was there something wrong with his brain?

Qin Luo's name was now a taboo on Wall Street.

Looking at the things Qin Luo had said and done since he stepped onto the land of Mi Nation.

Which one of them had not turned the business world upside down?

Now, there was a saying circulating on Wall Street.

Go to heaven and find god, go to hell and find Qin Luo.

Although Morgan Pierre did not want to admit it, he had to admit that Qin Luo alone could be counted as a wealthy family.

And he was a young wealthy family!

He was only 20 years old this year, and there was still a lot of room for development in the future.

No one knew where his limit would be.

Bruce Duru: [email protected] [email protected] [email protected] [email protected] [email protected] [email protected] [email protected] [email protected] #￥%……’

The corner of Bruce Duru's mouth twitched. He really wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and didn't say anything in the end.

Originally, he had come to ask Morgan Pierre for cooperation.

But now, as soon as he opened his mouth, he was scolded by Morgan Pierre.

It was like a bucket of cold water that instantly dampened his mood.1

After knowing for a long time, Bruce Duru said, "Morgan's matter has nothing to do with me."

"Blame Qin Luo."

"I am the same as you, also a victim."

When the victim heard this, Morgan Pierre almost laughed out loud.

Bruce Duru actually had the face to say that he was a victim?

Did he not have any shame in his heart?

"Booth, I know why you called me today. You just want to join me and suppress the public opinion."

"But I'm sorry, I definitely won't work with you"

"You're courting death yourself, that's your problem, I won't die with you"

Hearing Morgan Pierre's words, Burse Duru was completely stunned.

He didn't expect Morgan Pierre to reject him so decisively.

"Morgan, we're all grasshoppers on a vine now..."

"No, no, no! You can't wrongly accuse me, I'm not on the same vine as you."

"Alright, that's it. I still have matters to attend to, so I'll hang up first..."

"Mo..."

"Du du..."

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