in2ebook Chapter 386 I want 100 billion!
Chapter 386 I want 100 billion!
David Wertheimer's remaining rationality told him that he couldn't possibly have fallen into Wang Xiucheng's trap.
There are many reasons, the first being, how can Wang Xiucheng be guaranteed to win?
He initially wanted to buy horse number 3, which was one of his family's horses.
However, the horse had an accident and withdrew from the race, so Wang Xiucheng chose horse number 12 instead.
David Wertheimer did not believe that Wang Xiucheng had the ability to extend his reach into his family's horse racing business.
Moreover, if this is indeed Wang Xiucheng's trap, then what roles did Jassim and the fat man with the white turban play in it?
Jassim is from the Qatari royal family, and the fat man in the white turban is from the Saudi royal family.
Wang Xiucheng has the ability to get these two members of the royal family to conspire to deceive him.
If Wang Xiucheng truly possessed such abilities, he wouldn't be focusing solely on his family's mere billions.
The more David Wertheimer thought about it, the more he felt there was something wrong with it.
But in this situation, he no longer has time to think about it deeply.
“I can’t give you Chanel shares; that’s not something I can decide,” David Wertheimer said. “I can only give you 20 billion.”
Before Wang Xiucheng could speak, the fat man in the white turban suddenly slammed his hand on the table in anger.
“Mr. David Wertheimer, are you playing me, playing the Saudi royal family for fools?”
David Wertheimer broke out in a cold sweat again upon hearing this. "Mr. Mohammed, please don't misunderstand, I didn't mean that."
“I don’t care what you mean.” The fat man in the white headscarf looked displeased. “Everything will be done according to the agreement. You can leave Saudi Arabia when you transfer 10% of Chanel’s shares to Mr. Wang’s account.”
“Mr. David Wertheimer could also try to see if he could sneak out of Saudi Arabia.”
David Wertheimer broke out in a cold sweat. Without even saying goodbye, he took out his phone and found a quiet place to make a call.
He couldn't stand staying in Saudi Arabia.
However, if Wang Xiucheng were to receive 10% of Chanel's shares, he would be beaten to death upon his return.
Wang Xiucheng didn't know how David Wertheimer had told his family.
Soon after, Wang Xiucheng received a call from an unknown number.
"Hello Mr. Wang, I am Gerard Wertheimer."
Wang Xiucheng smiled slightly and replied respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Gerald."
"I know about what happened between you and David, and I'm sorry that he caused you trouble."
Wang Xiucheng did not answer, but continued to listen.
"If possible, do you think I could use cash to replace these 10% of Chanel shares?"
Wang Xiucheng laughed again, "Of course, Mr. Gerald, I'll agree to 100 billion in cash."
“100 billion?” Gerrard’s emotions clearly fluctuated on the phone.
"My husband, are you kidding me?"
Wang Xiucheng quickly shook his head, "Of course not, on the contrary, I offered 100 billion because I am extremely optimistic about Chanel's future."
"First of all, I know that in 2017, Chanel's profit was 27 billion, and in 2021, that figure almost doubled. In addition, in the same year, Chanel paid your family 50 billion in dividends."
"Therefore, in my opinion, Chanel is worth more than 1000 billion."
The person on the other end of the line was silent for a moment before saying, "Mr. Wang, you know so much about Chanel and our family. It seems you've been planning this all along, haven't you?"
Wang Xiucheng laughed: "Mr. Gerrard, you think too highly of me. I'm just a lousy basketball player. I was lucky to meet your son, who insisted on playing a game with me, so I couldn't refuse, could I?"
"And you know, I've always had good luck playing solo."
"One price, 50 billion, all cash." Gerrard quoted another price over the phone.
“Mr. Gerald, I think it would be better if you gave me 10% of Chanel shares.”
"I am Chinese, and at least in China, I can make Chanel sell better."
The other side fell silent again.
Wang Xiucheng did not urge him.
Ten minutes earlier, when Gerrard learned of this, he had someone check all of Wang Xiucheng's information.
His first thought wasn't to give money.
Instead, they want to get rid of Wang Xiucheng!
Wang Xiucheng has extended his reach into his own family, something he absolutely cannot accept.
However, among Wang Xiucheng's many identities, there is one that he finds extremely troublesome.
That's Wang Xiucheng's sneaker brand, which belongs to a state-owned enterprise in China.
This suggests that Wang Xiucheng likely has a more official identity.
Furthermore, Wang Xiucheng's current fame is among the top in both the United States and China.
If someone suddenly disappears, it will be difficult for their family to sever ties with them.
Even if one's own family is wealthy, there are still many forces that can quietly eliminate one's own family's influence.
At this point, Gerrard finally understood why Fertitta, with his background of being a "black hand" (a derogatory term for someone who has a powerful backer), would compromise after losing 43 billion.
“Mr. Wang, 50 billion in cash. This is my final offer,” Gerrard’s voice rang out again.
Wang Xiucheng did not hesitate at all this time. "Mr. Gerrard, 10 billion in cash or 100% of Chanel shares, these are the only two options."
With a snap, the phone was hung up.
Wang Xiucheng laughed.
Gerrard seems angry.
It seems I need to prepare myself as well.
Don't end up not getting the money and actually getting killed; that would be the end of you.
"Mr. Mohammed, Mr. Jassim, I'm going back to the hotel to rest now," Wang Xiucheng said, and then left the simple room.
“Mr. David Wertheimer, you can go back to the hotel,” the fat man in the white turban said. “You can also go anywhere in Saudi Arabia, and I'll cover the expenses, but you can’t leave Saudi Arabia, you know that very well.”
David Wertheimer nodded, his face pale.
He knew that his father's negotiations with Wang Xiucheng had broken down.
Although his father wouldn't completely abandon him, Wang Xiucheng had effectively ended his future within the family.
Upon exiting the makeshift room, Wang Xiucheng discovered that many people seemed to be waiting for him.
When they appeared, these people all raised their phones at the same time.
Some of the bolder ones would get closer to Wang Xiucheng and take a picture of themselves with him on their phones.
Wang Xiucheng simply stood still, letting everyone take as many pictures as they wanted.
Although he was standing still, Wang Xiucheng's eyes were fixed on a spot not far away.
This is Saudi Arabia, after all; it's either men in white headscarves or women with black veils covering their faces.
Therefore, Wang Xiucheng immediately spotted a Chinese woman dressed in casual clothes not far away.
Wang Xiucheng always had good eyesight, and he recognized the woman at a glance—it was Liu Shishi.
Liu Shishi was also looking at Wang Xiucheng.
When Wang Xiucheng looked at her, Liu Shishi nodded slightly.
She wasn't sure if Wang Xiucheng knew her, so nodding was a good way to answer.
Wang Xiucheng responded with a smile and nodded.
"Does he know you?"
"I can't believe it!" asked Liu Shishi's best friend in surprise.
Liu Shishi was also surprised, but still said, "I said I've seen him play in person."
"You recognized me just because we watched each other play?"
Her best friend seemed a little skeptical, "Did you two know each other before?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Her best friend continued to argue, "Your divorce, is it related to him?"
"I'm really impressed by you." Liu Shishi was so angry she laughed: "This is only the second time I've met him today."
"Pshaw, do you even know what love at first sight is?" My best friend covered her mouth with her hand and whispered, "Love at first sight, then love that grows over time."
"Listen to what you're saying, does that sound like something a married woman would say?"
Just as the two were whispering to each other, Wang Xiucheng finally waved goodbye to the fans who were taking pictures.
Wang Xiucheng left the horse farm directly through the VIP passage at the back.
Farhad, however, silently walked over to Liu Shishi.
"Hello ma'am, Mr. Wang asked me to give you his phone number."
Liu Shishi and her best friend were both stunned.
"Hurry up, what are you thinking about?"
Liu Shishi's best friend, who was the first to react, urged her to hurry up.