My 1999

Jingle Bell…….

The phone rings.

The housekeeper quickly answered the phone, but after a moment, his expression turned even worse.

"boss……."

Seeing his entangled look, Ellison's heart thumped, and an ominous premonition surged into his heart.

"explain!"

A loud shout made the middle-aged housekeeper tremble in fright and said quickly.

"Your apartment on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan was also burned."

Although the apartment on Manhattan's Fifth Avenue is not as good as the Ellison Estate, it is still worth more than $40 million.

boom!

With a sudden kick, the wine table in front of him was kicked over by Ellison.

The wine bottles and fruit plates on top were smashed to pieces.

The dancing girls were also scared and screamed.

"Get out of here, get out of here."

The dancers and the waiters in cool clothes ran out in panic as if they had been granted amnesty.

Looking at Larry Ellison who was like an angry lion, Alexander slowly calmed down.

At the same time, he also understood that Xu Liang's revenge was coming.

You set fire to my soybean reserves, and I set fire to your assets.

Ding-ding-ding…, the housekeeper’s cell phone rang again.

Ellison looked over suddenly, his expression so gloomy that he could drop water.

"Where is it this time?"

"You...your yacht Saber parked on the east coast."

Ellison was about to get angry when his phone rang again.

Almost every few minutes, the phone rang.

Ellison's originally livid expression gradually turned white by the end, with a hint of numbness in his expression.

He knew that almost all of his real estate was in ruins.

"What a ruthless, awesome yellow-skinned monkey!"

After nearly half an hour passed since the last call and no new calls came in, Ellison breathed a sigh of relief and gritted his teeth.

Turn your head sharply.

"Alexander, I invested 100 million US dollars in your soybean growth fund. Kill that yellow-skinned monkey for me."

Looking at Ellison with an ugly face, Alexander Soros wanted to say that his investment was not for Xu Liang and Hanhua, but he stopped talking.

He found that even in his rage, Ellison did not lose his cool.

He was given US$100 million instead of using up a small portion of his net worth like the last oil speculation.

Obviously, he should have been persuaded by his previous rhetoric, but he was a little hesitant. The burning of fixed assets made him make up his mind.

"Larry, I'll do whatever I can."

He patted him hard on the shoulder and said, "Alexander, look here, I'm in a bit of a mess here, so I won't entertain you. In a few days, I will ask John to transfer the money to the Quantum Fund's account."

Alexander Soros happened to be interested in leaving, so he agreed.

After leaving the brightly lit villa and the nervous-looking security guard at the door, I understood.

"I'm afraid that this fixed asset owned by Ellison has not been burned."

The car went further and further away.

After the villa gradually disappeared from sight, Alexander took out his mobile phone and dialed.

It rang for a while and then connected.

"Father."

"Allison promised you?"

"Yes. But he only invested $100 million."

"As expected, this guy is not as reckless as he appears."

"You still understand."

Old Soros smiled slightly, feeling quite proud of his son's compliment and submission.

"Father, something interesting happened to me tonight."

"What's up?"

"Xu Liang fought back."

Old Soros was stunned for a moment, "Counterattack?"

"Yes. What is certain is that most of Ellison's fixed assets have been burned, including the Japanese-style manor in Woodside, California."

"It's expected." Old Soros said calmly.

"Father, you had expected this?"

"Although mainland Chinese people have the same blood as Xiangjiang, Wanwan, and Western Chinese people, they are ultimately different."

The old Soros thought of the financial showdown in 1998 that almost defeated him.

He never expected that even the British would surrender, and even the local financial institutions in Xiangjiang would surrender, but the Chinese dragon behind him would grit his teeth, grab him and beat him hard.

That kind of determination still makes him feel a little flustered when he thinks about it.

"Father, what do you mean...?"

"Don't use any hidden tactics against Xu Liang's companies in the future. If you want to use it, you must make sure to kill it with one strike, otherwise don't move."

"yes."

Alexander gradually understood what his father meant.

In his impression, Chinese people are smart, hard-working, but easy to bully. As long as you don't push them to the limit, they basically won't encounter much resistance.

But Xu Liang is obviously an exception.

To be precise, people who grew up in mainland China are different from those of Chinese origin outside.

What mainlanders think is, if you want to bully me, I will do it with you, no matter who you are.

What the people behind are thinking is, Dad is right, wouldn’t it be fine if you didn’t fight back?

After chatting for a few words, the old Soros, who was exhausted, hung up the phone.

Alexander held his mobile phone and looked at the silent streets outside, with thoughts in his mind.

——

There is no airtight wall in the world. By the next day, the news that almost all the fixed assets owned by Larry Ellison were burned spread throughout the small half of the wealthy circles in the United States.

Ballmer looked at the photo of the Ellison estate that was burned to ashes in the newspaper and couldn't help laughing.

"I really want to see what Ellison's expression looks like now."

Larry Ellison often spoke eloquently about Microsoft and Gates Sr., so neither of them had a good impression of Ellison. Now that they see him being defeated, they can only feel happy.

Old Gates smiled and nodded. He did not expect Xu Liang's revenge, although it was not quick, to hit the target directly.

"But this Xu Liang is really bold enough to openly set fire to American soil." Ballmer said.

"Of course he dares. After all, Ellison is not the only one who offended him this time, but all the investors of Pacific No. 1 Fund." Gates said.

Ballmer nodded.

People at the Pacific No. 1 Fund all hoped that Xu Liang could teach Ellison a profound lesson, and Xu Liang complied with their wishes. So as long as the fire doesn't burn down the White House and the Pentagon, it doesn't matter where it is.

Looking at the list of fires in the newspaper, Ballmer smiled and said: "He is very smart."

Old Gates quickly understood what the old man meant.

Focusing all the conflicts on Ellison instead of Oracle saved Xu Liang a lot of trouble.

"If he wasn't smart, he wouldn't have the career he has now."

Ballmer nodded and glanced at him.

"Bill, I thought that no one on this planet could compare with your business talent. Now it seems that although Xu Liang is still a little behind you, he is already considered the top business genius."

Although the old man's flattery was straightforward, Gates still felt very satisfied with it.

"I'm not as good as Xu Liang. He had successfully started a business when he was nineteen years old and had a net worth of tens of billions of dollars when he was twenty-two years old. I can't compare to his achievements at the same age."

"you are too humble……."

The two chatted for a while, and Ballmer left.

After looking at the newspaper on the table and thinking for a moment, Old Gates took out his cell phone and called Xu Liang.

"Xu, I just saw today's newspaper. The burning of Ellison Manor made the headlines of the New York Times."

Xu Liang looked at the prosperous Singapore shrouded in neon lights at night and smiled.

"Really? Mr. Ellison is really unfortunate. If I can, I will donate a few dollars to him. Although it is not much, it can somewhat comfort Mr. Ellison's angry mood."

"I think so."

The next moment, both of them laughed at the same time.

If the money was really donated, Ellison would be so angry that his liver would hurt.

"Xu, Ellison is not a good-tempered person, you have to be more careful."

"Thank you, Bill. However, if Ellison doesn't behave, I will make him understand an old Chinese saying - tooth for tooth, blood for blood."

The cold tone shocked Old Gates' heart.

Most of the rich Chinese people he met were the kind of people who smiled on the surface but made small moves behind their backs. People like Xu Liang, if you punch me, I will kick you.

This is the first time he has seen the style of stabbing me and I will chop off your head.

"Xu, we are both civilized people with a net worth of tens of billions of dollars. We have a lot of good days waiting for us to enjoy in the future. There is really no need to make the relationship too tense."

He hopes that Xu Liang will focus on making money instead of fighting bravely, so that his wealth can grow rapidly.

"Bill, I understand what you mean. However, I also understand the same truth. If someone punches you and you don't fight back, more punches will come after you.

In this world, the strong will always be respected. "