499: C499 Eat Five Hundred and Sixty-seven Companies

C499 Eat Five Hundred and Sixty-seven Companies

Mi Ke Barclays naturally knew that this was not a simple matter, but the shareholders did not think this way. They all thought that it was because of the power that was causing the trouble, that the trouble could not be dealt with, and that their hands could be destroyed. After all, Barclays had a reputation outside the bank consortium, and even the country did not dare offend them, so it was normal for the shareholders to be proud of themselves.1

But Mi Ke Barclays saw this scene and his face turned dark. Their Barclays Family had more than 300 years of glory, and that was due to caution, so no matter what the other party's goal was to attack the consortium, they couldn't ignore it. They had to pay attention to it, and it was best to kill it in the cradle before the enemy grew.

With a sharp gaze, he once again swept his gaze across the 500 shareholders. Then, he grabbed the remote control in his hand and opened up the screen. Soon, a graph appeared.

"Do you know what the curves and numbers represent?"

Everyone looked at the rising graph and 567 numbers on the big screen and couldn't help but be confused. They didn't know the purpose of Mi Ke Barclays sending them. Could it be the Barclays Financial Report today?

Without waiting for them to think, Mi Ke Barclays directly interrupted their various idealistic guesses. He didn't expect that the group of shareholders, not realizing the hidden crisis, would actually print the curve onto the financial statement. For a moment, his anger rose rapidly.

"Bam!"

Mi Ke Barclays slammed his right hand on the table. His voice was loud and clear in the huge meeting room. In an instant, it had shocked all five hundred shareholders and they didn't dare to say anything else.

"Let me tell you, these figures are the losses of today's Barclays banking consortium. In less than 20 minutes, we have lost 567 companies. What do you think happened?" Mi Ke Barclays twisted his neck and coldly glanced at the shareholders, before shifting his gaze to the ten people closest to him.

These ten people were also shareholders of Barclays' consortium. However, they had two times the share of the other 490 shareholders. This meant that these ten people were very heavy. Of course, they played a very important role without the participation of members of the Barclays family.

Mi Ke Barclays was the first to question the ten of them. It could also be said that these ten people represented the five hundred shareholders.

"Chairman Mi Ke, is what you said true? It only took twenty minutes to buy over five hundred companies under the Barclays banking consortium? " Amongst the ten people, a fat middle-aged man asked with a frown on his face.

In the upper class of the United Kingdom, he was also a well-known financial alligator, and he also inherited the position of Marquis from his father. He was a genuine aristocrat with assets all over the United Kingdom, and one of the ten people who were able to enter and represent the shareholders' meeting of the Barclays Bank consortium, none of them were simple figures, either having a great influence in the business world, or in politics and the underworld.

To put it bluntly, the Barclays family wanted shareholders. When someone dealt with the Barclays banking consortium, not only did they have to deal with the Barclays family, but they also had to deal with five hundred shareholders, each of which was a heavyweight. Each of these five hundred shareholders had their own connections behind them, and each of them had their own influence in various fields. Let the others share their cake.

Now that the fat shareholder had spoken, it was clear that the fat shareholder did not believe him, as did the remaining 400 or so shareholders. More than 500 companies had finished their business in 20 minutes. This was simply too exaggerated. This was simply impossible.

"Marquis Eber, do you think I like joking with you?" Mi Ke Barclays indifferently said as he turned around to look at him.

Hiss!

The five hundred shareholders who got the answer immediately stood up in shock. They sucked in a breath of cold air. There was actually someone who took more than five hundred companies from the Barclays banking consortium. The creepy thing was, in just twenty minutes, was the world insane?

"F * ck!" That's impossible! Buying ten at most in twenty minutes is the limit. "

"Every company in our consortium is not bad. They have a lot of funds and they are not easy to break through. How come more than 500 companies said that they will be wiped out? FUCK!" "It's too strange."

"Which consortium attacked us?" Morgan? Dupont? Damn Buffett? Has that old fellow grown any bolder? "

… ….

Five hundred companies were wiped out in twenty minutes, and the five hundred shareholders were finally panicking. Killing five hundred companies in twenty minutes, wasn't that the same as losing over a thousand companies in an hour?

No one could afford such a huge loss. It was a loss for their lives!

"President Mi Ke, what do you think we should do? We must mobilize the funds to stop him. We cannot let this mysterious funding continue to expand." The shareholders panicked and quickly asked Mi Ke to come up with a way to eliminate the capital.

Mi Ke Barclays saw the panic on the faces of the shareholders and couldn't help but to despise them. These words were like the words of a real capitalist, because... They were all ugly.

They were clearly being haughty just now, and this matter had nothing to do with them. Once it involved them, they would all be on the verge of death, screaming out loud that they must eliminate this portion of the funds as soon as possible and not let their funds suffer any more losses.

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