Chapter 12

Luke didn't turn back until most of the guests in the side hall were gone.

"How was the conversation?"

"Very good, nearly 90 percent complete."

Philip sighed, "I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing for you to do this. Politics is a big quagmire. Once you get into it, it's hard to pull it out."

"Because of the mud pit, the saplings can absorb enough nutrients, and the company has sufficient development space."

"That's true, but you chose the wrong person. Donald is a businessman, not a politician, and the possibility of staying in the White House is extremely low."

"Who told you that a businessman can't be president? Walk and see. That guy will surprise everyone."

Philip shook his head in disapproval.

Emily came up. "What are you talking about?"

"The future president of the United States, Emily, do you support Donald to be in the White House?"

"I don't support him. I support Chirac."

"Why?"

"Because Chirac is a woman."

"It makes sense," said Luke

……

With the melodious music, it's time for the dance.

All kinds of men and women go to the dance floor and enjoy the wonderful life of the upper class.

After two social dances, Luke goes back to the living room where Robert Downes is waiting. When he sees the purple haired girl in full dress, his eyes flash with surprise and then return to normal.

"boss, the people from the bank have arrived. They are in the conference room on the second floor."

Luke nodded, "follow the plan."

"I see."

Robert nodded to the girl and turned away.

As an FBI, what Emily needs most is curiosity,

"what's your plan?"

"Financing."

"Financing?" Emily was surprised. "Is showme short of money?"

"No shortage."

"Why raise money if you don't need money?"

"Some things are not up to you."

Luke took a sip from his glass and said calmly, "it's like when you are hungry, you see a big and fragrant roast lamb chops hanging on the roadside window. Knowing it's someone else's, you still can't help eating it."

"Now showme is the lamb chops. Some people want to bite off a piece of fat meat to satisfy their hunger, while others want to swallow it with meat and bone."

"No! How long has your company been established? "

"The value of Internet companies lies not in age, but in the future. Do you know how many users showme has?"

Emily hesitated, "eight million?"

Luke laughs and shakes his head. "That's an imaginary number. It's a bluff. The actual number of users is 5.2 million, and the number of daily active users is about 4.8 million. These are the results of the first two months. Imagine how many users showme will have in one year?"

Five million in two months, more than 30 million in one year, and two years

Emily began to breathe faster.

Luke continued,

"there is a famous saying in capital:

a business with a profit margin of 10% guarantees that it will be used everywhere; if it reaches 20%, it will become active; if it reaches 50%, it will take risks; if it exceeds 100%, it will dare to trample on all human laws; if it reaches 20%, it will become active; If it reaches 300%, the devil will be born. The market value of showme now is about 80 million. In one year, it will reach 2 billion, 250 times of profit. Who doesn't care

"Then you are not very dangerous?"

"It's not so dangerous."

Luke waved his hand indifferently. If the one who didn't have a long eye bothered him, he didn't mind showing him what ghost fire was.

"By the way, I need your help."

Luke called alimi over and told her in her ear, but he didn't know what to say. After hearing the latter shake his head,

"no, I'm not a maid."

"It's just a show!"

"No performance."

Luke looked at her steadily, pleading, "just once."

Emily opened her mouth and hesitated for a long time before nodding reluctantly.

Luke raised his eyebrows triumphantly.

Everything is afraid of the first time, with the first time there is a second time, with the second time there are countless times.

Xiaoniangpi, I still want to run with my clothes on.

……

On the second floor of the Hilton Hotel, in the easternmost conference room.

Managers from major banks sit idly on the sofa, some smoking, some drinking, some closing their eyes. They have been in this state for a long time, but the protagonist has not appeared.

Bob jack of Citibank took a look at his watch and said, "it's been half an hour. Don't waste our time."Robert quickly apologized, "just a moment, just a moment, the boss will be here in a moment."

"It's said that the founder of showme is a 17-year-old baby. Robert, you're really good at playing for the baby," says Reagan Connor of Chase Bank

Robert said with a smile,

"it doesn't matter who you work for, the key is whether the boss has the strength."

The person next to him said,

"so, your boss is very powerful?"

"That's natural, or you won't wait for him for half an hour."

Bob Jack took a puff of his cigar and said in a flat voice,

"we're just sitting here out of courtesy."

"I understand. I understand everything."

Robert kept smiling all the way, but there was an imperceptible cold light in his eyes.

A few minutes later, the door of the conference room finally opened, and Emily walked in, went straight to the main seat, sat down, and said, "young master, I have something to talk with you. If you have any request, please let me know, and I will convey it to you."

The voice fell and the meeting room was boiling.

The bank managers all showed anger. They waited for dozens of minutes, but they didn't see the principal. They just waited for a messenger. Who did the boy think he was? Hitler!

Bob Jack pressed his cigar into the ashtray and said, "where's Luke Shaw? I want to see him

Emily glanced at him and said indifferently,

"the young master said that if you want showme shares, you can sit down and talk to me. If you don't want to, you can go now."

Bob closed the door, and his bad temper suddenly exploded. Without saying a word, he walked away.

Emily didn't stop her and swept to the others,

"you can go too."

The rest of you look at me, I look at you, eyes flickering, but no one left.

Seeing them like this, Emily can't help remembering what Luke said: the people in the meeting room are a group of untrained hounds. If you are careful, they will grin; if you wave the whip, they will be submissive. If you keep a high attitude, the hounds will yield to you.

This sentence is too right. For a moment, Emily's confidence increased greatly, and her tone rose with her,

"now we can talk about it."

"Who comes first."

Robert coughed and put a contract on the table.

"this is chase bank's acquisition plan."

Emily turned to the back two pages of the contract, looked at it and threw it into the trash.

"Next."

PS: no investment, hurry to invest!!