When you are rich, there is Rheinmetall; when you are poor, there is Rheinsteel!

In Silicon Valley, Rawat looked at the news in front of him, leaning back in his chair weakly, rubbing his temples constantly.

Ever since he received Awad's order to invest in Apple in America, he has been thinking about when these Americans will be unable to hold back and will pounce on him like a mad dog, snatching his shares and swallowing them.

Knowing that this day will come sooner or later, he made a rough guess according to the general investment rules.

In his guess, he guessed that this time is about two years.

Because according to the general return on investment, the future of a technology company can be seen in 2 to 3 years. The technology company takes out the product and pushes the product to the market, and then the market gives effective feedback and then makes the first round of improvements.

This process also takes 2 to 3 years.

As an investor, Rawat knows very well that Americans, Englishmen, and Israelis, as veteran investors, hate unknown things very much.

What these people like most is to get involved in the market, disrupt the situation, and acquire when the company has positive feedback in 2 to 3 years.

But I never expected that these bastards would be so impatient. Apple has been established for less than a year.

These people jumped out to grab the business.

He took out a lighter, lit the note on the table, blew a breath, took out his mobile phone, and immediately called his bodyguard:

"Help me prepare a private plane!"

Saudi Arabia gives people the impression that people are stupid and rich, but it does not mean that they are really stupid.

Business can be done, and the shares in your hands can be sold, but you can't do this under the premise of being threatened.

If you fall into a passive position, it means that the stocks controlled by you will be suppressed by others.

In this way, Rawat didn't notify anyone, took the relevant information, and rushed to the airport as quickly as possible. The private plane took off, not across the Pacific Ocean, but went directly to Canada.

After a short stay in Canada, it went to Russia before the Canadian side reacted.

When the plane flew over the Bering Strait and entered Russian airspace, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The plane did not stay in Russia for too long. It just refueled at the airport in Siberia and took off again. This time, the target was China.

When the morning sun shone over Silicon Valley, a handsome Jewish man in his 40s with deep eye sockets and hooked nose appeared outside the villa where Rawat lived with a dozen bodyguards and several legal officers.

He waved confidently to the bodyguard, who came forward happily and rang the doorbell.

The doorbell rang for a long time, but there was no movement in the villa.

Finally, when the bodyguard rang the doorbell for the fifth time, the handsome Jewish man finally got angry, walked to the door, and kicked it open.

But the room was empty. Except for the original furniture, there was not even a human hair.

A group of people walked into the villa and searched carefully in the villa. In the end, they only found a note under the coffee cup on the bar in the living room.

There was only one sentence and a phone number on the note.

[Call this number to discuss the sale of shares. 】

At this time, the bodyguard who was searching the villa finally came back and stood behind the man, lowered his head, and said in a muffled voice:

"Mr. Albert, according to the traces, this person should have run away at midnight yesterday."

"We have asked someone to check the guy's escape route, and it is expected to take about two hours."

The bodyguard's words made Albert curse, closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and took a few deep breaths repeatedly, forcing his inner throbbing to calm down. He then picked up the note on the table, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the number according to the international long-distance dialing habits.

"Mr. Rawat, I want to talk to you about the shares of Apple in your hands. I wonder if Mr. Rawat is free?"

After saying this, Albert was thinking, if the damn Arab opposite did not agree, then what method should he use to force this guy to agree.

Or, the price offered by this guy was too high and did not meet his expectations, and what method should he use to make this guy compromise.

But in the end, all his thoughts turned into a full of resentment.

He only hated himself for going back to Israel during this period. If he hadn't gone back to Israel, he could have arrived here yesterday afternoon.

This guy ran away at midnight last night. If he had arrived yesterday afternoon, he could have controlled this guy and held this bastard in his hands. He had to trade him even if he didn't want to.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

Just as he was daydreaming, the Arab who he thought would not agree, spoke decisively over the phone:

"Okay! All my shares will be discounted by 10 billion US dollars, and you will be responsible for the transaction tax. As long as you transfer the money to the Saudi Development Fund, I can immediately send you the share transfer agreement. We are businessmen, and we only care about interests, not feelings."

"How much profit can my shares bring? Since Mr. Albert wants to buy, he must have learned about it."

"In this case, we'd better not waste time. If you keep dawdling, the price will continue to rise."

"By the way, you don't need to look for me. I'm in China now and I'm about to go to bed. I'm going to contact the company in China as soon as I wake up to help you step on the landmine."

Calm words, calmly expressing one's needs, are normal business behaviors.

But this normal business behavior is a great insult in Albert's eyes.

He is a Jew.

As the smartest ethnic group in the world, they have always been the ones to cheat others, and no one has ever cheated them.

He wanted to curse, but he didn't even know where the other party was, so he naturally couldn't curse.

Similarly, when he thought of the possible benefits of the other party's shares, Albert no longer had the heart to curse.

Instead, he forced himself to suppress his anger and said to the person on the phone in the calmest tone possible: "The total price is 10 billion US dollars, and you are responsible for the relevant transaction tax. This is me..."

Beep beep beep...

The busy tone came from the phone, and the stable and gentle busy tone made Albert's suppressed anger burst out instantly.

He grabbed the phone and cursed loudly, roaring and roaring.

After roaring, he suppressed his anger and dialed the phone again.

This time, before he could even open his mouth, a teasing voice came from the phone:

"Have you thought it through?"

"Give me your account number!"

As soon as the voice fell, a text message alert sounded from the phone. He clicked it and found that it was the trading account of the Saudi Development Fund.

Looking at this text message, Albert was even more angry, but he still suppressed his anger and asked his subordinates to bring the computer and start the transfer operation.

Two hours later, a reminder of successful transfer popped up on the computer screen.

Two hours later, the phone in front of him rang. As soon as he answered the phone, the damn Arab's voice came from the phone again:

"Dear Mr. Albert, you are indeed a generous businessman."

"We have received the funds. Tomorrow morning, someone will deliver the share transfer agreement to you. You don't have to wait and can go home and have a good rest."

"Wish you a good dream!"

The voice that was originally a blessing fell into Albert's ears. He only felt noisy, mocking and ridiculing. Although he spent a lot of money, he finally got the shares.

With a sigh, he put away the computer, threw it to the bodyguard behind him, and then led the team out of the villa.

Standing at the crossroads outside the villa, he looked around, and finally, his eyes fell to the north.

About 1 kilometer to the north, it is the headquarters of Apple.

Lavat has a lot of shares, but it is just a lot. The real owner of the company's shares is the German named Ronald.

There are also a few bastards from the Republican Party.

The German named Ronald is the core of the entire team. He can't move, and it's not easy to move.

But the bastards from the Republican Party next to him, it's better to hand over the things as soon as possible!

Taking a deep breath, Albert waved his hand: "Let's go and meet our friends."

…………

At the other end of Silicon Valley, in Greb's villa.

The successful sale of Apple mobile phones has also led to the rise of stocks of corresponding software companies.

Looking at the green all the way, Greb was very happy. With these things, he could finally stand in front of his father with confidence, patting his chest and saying to his father loudly: "Father, do you think I am better than you?"

He reached out to pick up the high-heeled glass next to him, and just as he was about to take a sip, the phone on the table rang.

When he saw the name, he found that it was his old father.

Thinking that his father should be calling to congratulate him.

He didn't think much and answered the phone. Just when Greb was about to concentrate on listening to his father's call, a scream came from the phone:

"Greb! A man named Albert will come to you later. He will buy Apple's stocks and those software companies' stocks."

"You only need to do one thing, that is, pack all these things and throw them to the man named Albert."

"Remember, remember!"

"That guy..." Greb was about to ask, but found that the phone had been hung up.

He grabbed the phone and carefully thought about the details his father had just said, and the panicked look when his father said these things.

He thought for a while and couldn't help but slap his forehead with his hand.

Damn it, the Democratic Party's reckoning is coming.

Those beasts have always been inhuman, and in the previous propaganda, Apple phones and former presidents are deeply tied together. Those damn Democrats will never miss this opportunity.

Thinking of this, he picked up the phone, found Lavater's number, and dialed it.

The ringtone just rang for two seconds, and the person on the other end of the phone answered.

Then a strange laugh came from the phone:

"My dear Mr. Greb, you actually have time to call me, you are really free."

"I just want to ask, haven't those damn Jews found you yet?"

The teasing voice made Greb very annoyed, and at the same time, he also reacted.

This guy speaks and acts so easily, with a hint of ridicule.

Then this guy must not be in America, otherwise, there are so many prisons in California, and there must be one suitable for him.

When I think of this guy running away, and he succeeded.

Greb couldn't help but want to curse.

Restraining his anger, he asked as calmly as possible:

"Where are you? Are you not in America?"

"I'm in China, and I'm going to meet the Chinese company that made the smartphone. I've sold my shares for $10 billion, and they're responsible for the deed tax."

"The money has arrived, and my people are on the way to deliver the share transfer documents. Go for it yourself, love you, Lavater."

Finally, a strange voice was spoken into the phone, and Lavater hung up the phone.

Recalling the information on the phone just now, Greb turned his head and asked Parison to prepare the relevant transfer agreement.

As soon as the agreement was ready, Albert brought people here. Looking at the man in front of him who was younger than himself, and then looking at the young child who was in charge of operating the computer next to him, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

Then he looked at Greb with a strange look.

"Mr. Greb, I wonder what you think about this?"

Albert asked very seriously, as if he wanted to get an answer from his eyes.

But Greb did not answer his question, but silently and carefully explained the relevant vocabulary problems to the legal affairs on the opposite side.

Winners take all, winners take all, this is America, Greb does not regret it.

He only regretted that he was concerned about his father's position at the time and did not pay for gunmen to kill all the Democratic Party members from top to bottom.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be so passive.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world.

But even if there is regret medicine, I probably can't drink it. After all, in addition to myself, there are also my father, mother, and uncles in this family.

The transaction went smoothly. After the money was received and the notarization was confirmed, Greb naturally opened his mouth to drive the guests away.

Albert was not angry, but just calmly took people away.

When he officially appeared in the office area of ​​Apple, the company's senior executives looked at him in surprise.

America is big, but also small.

Because there are only those investors, Albert, as one of the controllers of the Jewish consortium, naturally knows the people present.

However, Apple is not short of investment.

So why did this person appear here?

Looking at the surprised expressions of the people in front of him, Albert was very happy, and he enjoyed this feeling very much.

Standing in front of everyone, he opened his arms and made a hugging gesture, then slowly turned around in place, 360 degrees, put down his hands, and said in a voice as gentle as possible:

"Everyone, from today on, we, Rolling Stone Capital, are the second largest shareholder of Apple, and we are colleagues."

"If there is anything wrong, please bear with me. As for the Saudis and Greb before, they are the past tense. Everyone must recognize the newcomers. Now, adjourn."

After speaking, he walked into the executive director's office proudly.

At noon that day, Apple updated a new notice, the notice of shareholder change.

[After friendly negotiations, Apple's shareholders Saudi Development Fund and Avenal Company withdrew, and Rolling Stone Capital took over the corresponding shares. 】