Chapter 142

The warm fireplace was burning firewood.

A group of people were gathered together drinking tea, seemingly having no intention of talking at all.

Sipping black tea, Zhang Cheng raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "This is quite good. Is it tea leaves from the East?"

"That's right, this is exactly Biluochun from the East!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a smile on his face, Maelick hurriedly explained.

And after listening to Maelick's words, Zhang Cheng said: "It seems you all have a very good appreciation for tea!"

"Zhang, Luo Lun has already told me your request, but I really want to say that we are not lacking investors right now!"

Just as Maelick intended to beat around the bush with Zhang Cheng, a shareholder beside him laughed.

"Hey, buddy, you shouldn't be so direct!"

Refusing the words of the shareholder beside him, Maelick's face revealed a hint of solemnity.

But in Zhang Cheng's eyes, this was nothing more than a monkey show.

Their goal was nothing more than feeling that he had made too harsh an offer and wanting to suppress some shares, right?

But if he didn't get more than twenty percent, Zhang Cheng would rather go invest in the Citibank next door, even if it meant playing some tricks when the time came, it wouldn't matter!

"Let's be honest, how much can you give me!"

Leaning back, Zhang Cheng leaned on the soft sofa and spoke.

"Thirteen percent!"

Speaking with a smile on his face, Maelick continued: "This is the result of our joint discussion!"

"What? Are you joking? Thirteen percent?"

Looking at Maelick and the others in disbelief, Zhang Cheng really wanted to pry open their skulls to see what was inside.

This wasn't even bargaining anymore; this was asking for the sky!

Even without mentioning the development of the Far East Group, just in cash deposits, Zhang Cheng had over 1.7 million at Wells Fargo!

Could these brainless things really think that Wells Fargo was worth ten million? This is the nineteenth century!

"You have to know, Wells Fargo's growth is very fast. Giving you thirteen percent is already considered our support for you!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng earnestly, Maelick could not help but become serious.

"If this is your attitude, then there is no need for us to continue talking. After all, this is an unfair transaction!"

Looking at Maelick and the others, Zhang Cheng felt that he was still too kind.

He had to do something to let the people at Wells Fargo know that it wasn't that he couldn't leave them, but that they couldn't leave him!

"Zhang, there's no need to be so angry. Even if we can't reach a deal, aren't we still good friends? You have to know, our help to you is very huge!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Maelick's words were undoubtedly saying that the trouble he caused back then was cleaned up by Wells Fargo!

Looking at Maelick with a smile on his face, Zhang Cheng laughed loudly: "Of course, I am very good friends with Wells Fargo!"

After turning and leaving, Zhang Cheng's smile gradually turned cold.

In the warm room,

Maelick held his teacup with disdain and said: "That yellow-skinned guy doesn't know how to be grateful at all!"

"That's right, if we hadn't helped him carry the burden in Washington back then, he would probably already be in the ocean!"

Speaking with disgust, the shareholder beside him was also filled with anger.

Because they were also clear about the development of the Far East Group and were planning to find a way to snatch it from Zhang Cheng's hands. They didn't expect the other party to be even bolder, actually setting their sights on Wells Fargo's shares!

"Perhaps we can let the people from the DuPont family give him a little lesson!"

Looking at Maelick, a shareholder's face revealed an unkind smile.

"Oh, forget it. The DuPont family didn't give up their hatred because of us. That guy is also a ruthless character!"

Thinking of the Far East Group in California, Maelick also had a headache.

The relationship between them and Zhang Cheng could be considered mutual support.

After all, Zhang Cheng had an absolute advantage, which was not lacking money and cowboys. Once any "conflict" appeared, they still needed to rely on the other party's power.

And Zhang Cheng also needed the connections Wells Fargo had at the top to settle certain things, but now, it seemed a rift had appeared between the two sides!

In the carriage, Li Yong, Yu Guang, and the others, seeing the boss's gloomy face, also dared not speak.

Smoking a cigarette, Zhang Cheng's eyes flickered, seemingly conceiving some new plan.

However, just after he passed the headquarters of Wells Fargo, his entire person could not help but raise the corners of his mouth, and the Tom Cat smile gradually appeared.

Since Maelick and the others thought Wells Fargo was very "powerful," then why not let everyone see this facade of being strong on the outside but weak on the inside!

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said to Li Yong: "Go back and tell Ashan and the others that it is strictly forbidden for California gold to return to New York. Whether it's a ship or a train, stop them all for me!"

"Boss, are you trying to cause a run on Wells Fargo?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng curiously, Yu Guang immediately knew what he was going to do.

"No, crazier than a run. I want them to be on the verge of bankruptcy!"

Speaking with fierce eyes, Zhang Cheng gritted his teeth and said: "Since they won't give it, then don't blame me for snatching it!"

The night sky with stars hanging high was not as smoggy as in the future.

On the silent road, the Krieg soldiers who had changed into black military overcoats were slowly putting on gas masks.

Just after they were fully prepared, Zhang Cheng directly raised his hand and pointed forward.

"Da da da!"

The sound of galloping hooves rang out, appearing exceptionally harsh on the dark street.

Looking forward curiously, the sheriff raised his head in confusion, intending to blow his whistle, but suddenly saw a Krieg soldier riding a horse appear.

Fumbling toward his waist in a panic, before the sheriff could even raise his gun, he saw an engineering shovel appear before his eyes.

"Bang!"

Under the huge impact, the sheriff immediately spun in the air and then smashed into the ground.

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Looking at the sheriff behind him, Zhang Cheng could not help but sigh: "So responsible in the middle of the night, how many dollars do you earn a month!"

In front of the main gate of Wells Fargo, surging bombs rolled up flames.

Accompanied by the people around being awakened, the Krieg soldiers on the street began to act.

The moment they rushed in, everyone was dumbfounded, because someone was actually robbing the vault of Wells Fargo; this was simply crazy!

Awakened from his sleep, Maelick learned of this news and immediately got up and roared: "Quick, let the sheriff go stop them!"

After finishing this sentence, Maelick hurriedly notified the other shareholders, intending to mobilize cowboys to go help.

But just at this moment, raging fires ignited within the city.

Looking at the flames illuminating this darkness, Maelick immediately aged more than ten years and said: "Damn it, it's over, it's all over!"

Inside the vault,

Zhang Cheng looked at the neatly arranged gold and could not help but raise the corners of his mouth: "It seems this business makes money the fastest! Without needing to spend much effort, one can accumulate the family fortune of countless people for a lifetime!"

Putting the gold into his storage space, Zhang Cheng turned and threw a fire, then left with a wild laugh.

He would not bet on people's goodness, but he definitely knew people's evil.

When all the depositors learned that the fire dragon had burned the warehouse, how much would Wells Fargo need to pay in compensation?

Looking at the Krieg Death Corps "resisting" the sheriff and cowboys, Zhang Cheng could not help but have his mouth twitch.

Because the order he gave was to defend, why was the Krieg Death Corps advancing the front line?

"Beep beep beep!"

The whistle sounded, and the sheriff roared: "Retreat! Retreat!"

Looking at the Krieg soldiers who could not be suppressed, the sheriff became afraid.

But he forgot one thing: the whistle was a charge horn for Krieg!

When the already crazy Krieg soldiers heard the whistle, the next second they rushed out of the defense and started running wildly.

"Holy shit!"

Looking at this scene in shock, Zhang Cheng could not help but pat his forehead, because he had miscalculated the combat style of the Krieg Death Corps!

(End of this chapter)