3912: C3912 So This Is All a Ruse

C3912 So This Is All a Ruse

But what did he say?

The ideal was very full, the reality was very solid.

Just as Willam Durut was about to make a fortune, the situation suddenly changed. Not only was Qin Luo not dead, but he was going straight to the Durut family.

Willems Duroux had a bad premonition and was about to stop the loss and remove the bill.

But it was too late.

Exxon Mobil's index finger was like a rocket as it shot straight up into the sky!

30% negative, 20% increase in violence!

In that instant, all the empty tickets set up by Willems Duroux had vanished into thin air.

They suffered a loss!

"What!"

Hearing Liu's words, Booth Durut could no longer control the shock in his heart and could not help but exclaim.

"Dad, we suffered a loss!"

"Damn it!" "Open the warehouse, hurry up and open the warehouse..." Booth Durut snapped.

Right now, they still had a chance to recover some of the losses. If they don't settle the score now, then all of the 3 billion would have gone down the drain.

"Dad, I can't take him down. There's no one willing to take his hand..." Willems Durut said with a wry smile.

If he had been able to clear out the warehouse, he would have done so much earlier.

"This... "This..."

Booth Durut shivered a few times, then his vision went black and he fainted.

Before he closed his eyes, the last thought that flashed through his mind was that he was finished!

This time, he really couldn't keep his position as the head of the family anymore. Moreover, he had to publicly apologize to John Rockefeller.

In that instant, the thought of dying came to Booth Trout's mind.

"Dad... What's the matter with you? "You can't afford to let something happen to you."

"Doctor, doctor …"

… ….

Compared to the tragic state of the Durut Family, the Rockefeller Family was in a state of high spirits.

Under the leadership of John Rockefeller, this time, the Rockefeller family had made a fortune again.

"Charlie, calculate how much money we've earned this time?" John Rockefeller asked.

"Mr. John, I have calculated it. As of now, we have invested a total of 25 billion, and we have earned 50%, 12 billion!"

"We've struck it rich this time!" Charlie said excitedly.

Previously, he did not understand why John Rockefeller would insist on doing more when the stock price plummeted.

When Qin Luo appeared in front of the camera, he suddenly understood.0

It turned out to be a joint scheme of John Rockefeller and Qin Luo.

It was to lure Booth Trout into the trap.

John Rockefeller and Qin Luo's plan proved successful.

They succeeded in drawing Booth Durut into the jar.

The $3 billion that Booth Trout had mobilized was now all but gone.

This time, their harvest was quite bountiful.

And Booth Trucker was so bad he had to spit blood.

"Well done!" John Rockefeller smiled, then reached into his pocket for his cell phone and dialed Booth Durut's number.

He hadn't forgotten the agreement he had made with Booth Durut.

If anyone agreed, they would have to apologize in front of all the reporters.

"Du du du ~"

After three blind sounds, the phone was connected.

"Hey, Booth, don't forget our agreement …"

"John, Rockefeller, you will not die if you plot against us!"

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