America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 429 - 221 Fishing for Big Fish_3

He calls me his darling, he has me in his heart!

Having been informed of the situation, I questioned how much money the other party had embezzled.

"Why didn’t you tell me about this connection earlier?"

The tycoon, upon hearing his daughter’s message, was first shocked; he didn’t expect that their attempt to settle accounts was already known by the other party. How could this be?

But he quickly realized that the other party intended to use his daughter’s connection to speak directly to him.

"I didn’t know he knew those people, I only knew he was in the arms business," said Shadi.

"What he’s doing is probably not a legitimate arms business. Many people know the inside story of what’s going on in the military region, but no one wants to expose it."

The tycoon said, "If it were a legitimate business, it wouldn’t make much money. That’s how it is in any industry. But I didn’t make much money from the bank either."

"Is the situation with Wells Fargo Bank really that bad?" Shadi exclaimed. "Haven’t you only invested in this bank for less than half a year? You have the shares, but you haven’t made any money, and you’ve got yourself into a bunch of trouble?"

"I can tell you responsibly that it is that bad! I was late to realize too. The outrageous things those major shareholders did behind the scenes! They made a lot of money and had already cashed out, leaving us a few to shoulder the mess! We didn’t get a piece of the action when it came to eating the meat, but we didn’t dodge a single hit when it was time to take a beating!"

"We don’t have the ability to settle this affair, nor can we afford to offend those shareholders who had their fill of the feast; otherwise, the next day we would be dragged out and buried alive or thrown into the sea to feed the sharks!"

The tycoon had his own unspeakable hardships. Originally aiming to shear the sheep, he ended up being the sheep himself.

If the major shareholders hadn’t led the run, it wouldn’t have been so easy to trigger a collapse.

But they opened for public investment and solicited funds six months ago, sold their shares at high prices, and lured investors like us in just to have a scapegoat when the crash came.

Most of those meat-eating shareholders had already run off, leaving us small shareholders in a predicament, stuck in the mire—we were the scapegoats!

Now, if we want a smooth landing, we need to pay to find someone else to take the fall outside.

Otherwise, just wait for death.

After the affair is over, should the environment improve and the risk be gone, the major shareholders might come back with substantial funds, allowing the bank to attract capital and thrive again!

The worst-case scenario would be the bank’s collapse, with the small shareholders and executives carrying the blame and going to jail for a few years, followed by release on bail. If one is too talkative, they might end up shot 24 times and ruled a suicide.

No matter what, it wouldn’t affect the absconded major shareholders.

The tycoon mused, "Alright, the Bowhead Whale Organization was indeed within our consideration, but their price is too high, much higher by tens to hundreds of millions of US Dollars compared to other teams. However, since your friend has these connections and there’s security assurance, we could consider them. Can you invite him to our house?"

Shadi: "I can."

After hanging up the phone, she sent another message to the General Sect Leader: My father would like to invite you and your people over to our house.

Upon receiving the message, Allen Zhang smiled knowingly: Okay, what time exactly?

Shadi: If you have time now, you could pick me up, and we’ll head to Palm Valley together.

Allen Zhang: Okay.

After setting a time with Shadi, Allen Zhang found Old Jack and instructed him to meet at Sunkist Bar.

Allen Zhang: The shareholders of Wells Fargo Bank would like to invite us to their home.

Old Jack: That was fast? Do all the people you know have that much power?

Allen Zhang: It just happened. I don’t know the executives or shareholders of Wells Fargo Bank, but I know the daughter of a shareholder. She seems quite interested in me, having asked me out several times, but I have never agreed. After all, I have my principles – I would not bow down to wealth and power.

Old Jack: I see you’re fishing for the big catch. If I were you, I would have tried to win her over by now! Her family’s total assets are worth at least one hundred million US Dollars!

Allen Zhang: A real man should rely on his own hands to make his way in the world. Where are you now? Hurry back.

Old Jack: Okay, I’m at a tire shop in the suburbs. Some Black people burst my tire, trying to extort me. I’ll be back after I deal with this!

Allen Zhang: ... Be gentle.

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