A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 309 Start
New York Stock Exchange.

"Mr. Lilfomo, the stock prices of Babylon Oil and Babylon Field are up again."

"I can see it."

"Our boss will lose everything."

Regarding these words, Lilfumo frowned, took off his glasses, and warned with a serious face:
"I don't pay you a salary just so you can complain to me about this? If you do it again, get out of here, do you understand?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Lilformer..."

After Lilformo drove the employee to work, his face honestly didn't look very good.

The reaction of the entire market, as well as the news he obtained through some of his personal connections, told him that there was no possibility of the stocks of these two companies falling in the short term.

Not only is the U.S. Attorney General holding a large number of stocks in these two companies, but he also publicly stated to his friends that he is very optimistic about these two companies and suggested that they support them together.

Many securities companies and banks have also started to buy in large quantities, and strongly recommend them to their high-quality customers...

In short, with the blessing of all these things, currently, in addition to jointly continuing to push up the prices of the stocks of the two companies, the only benefit they have is to make Lilformo's short selling extremely smooth.

And as Lilfomo continues to borrow in the market, resell, and continue to sell short orders, even if the interest and commissions here are not included, the amount of short selling is already a very scary figure. If the follow-up stocks are only slightly If it falls, it's okay, Arthur will have nothing, and if it continues to rise at this rate, Arthur may have to face a very high debt.

……

On the other side, the mayor of Saint-Denis, a haggard-looking Lemieux, locked himself in his office.

Until there was a knock on the door outside the house, he just sat there blankly. Not only did he not get up to open the door, but he also acted indifferent to the knock on the door.

"Mr. Mayor, I know you're in there."

"..."

Outside the door, Jean Mark heard no response from the house, so he took the key and opened the door directly from the outside.

Jean-Marc was accompanied by other members of the town hall.

Their purpose today is very clear, that is, to get the mayor to step down. After all, Lemieux's scandal not only affects his own reputation and career, but also affects other members of the city hall.

"Mr. Mayor, although I know you want to be alone now, under the current situation, I'm afraid it will be useless to continue to avoid or delay."

After listening to Jean-Marc's words, Lemieux raised his head. He looked at his former assistant gloomily and said:
"You fucking betrayed me!"

Jean-Marc ignored Lemieux's accusation and said calmly:

"At least, I didn't betray Saint Denis. Listen, all the things you did have been exposed now. Mr. Mayor, now, you can still take the initiative to resign. In this way, not only can you give yourself Save some face and give an explanation to the citizens."

"What if I refuse?"

As if Mark expected that Lemieux would ask this question, he took a prepared document from the hand of the city councilor next to him. After handing it to Lemieux, he said: "Then you will be voted out of office by us. And you will be prosecuted for these things."

"..."

At this time, a city councilor who had a good relationship with Lemieux began to persuade:
"Lemieux, resign voluntarily. This way, you can at least retire with dignity. If you are prosecuted, I'm afraid you will not only have to cough up money, but there is a high chance that you will be sent to Sisica Prison."

"Hehe." Lemieux sneered, he threw the document on the table, then glanced at the people in front of him one by one, and finally stared at Jean-Marc and said:
"It seems that you have all made a choice for me, but I'm curious, after I resign, who do you plan to let take over as mayor? It's not yet the day of re-election?"

Jean-Marc smiled and answered Lemieux's question:

"There is no need for the mayor to worry about this. After all, by then, you will no longer be the mayor, right?"

Seeing that everyone else is acting like they want Mark to follow suit, can Lemieux still not understand?He laughed, clapped his hands and said:
"Okay, it seems that you are the one who will take over from me. Jean Mark, you can do it. Which high branch are you climbing on?"

Jean Mark threatened coldly:
"We don't have time to talk to you here, just sign it. It's best if you can retire decently. Of course, if you have no choice, then we can help you decently."

"..."

As if seeing this side of Jean-Marc for the first time, Lemieux was silent, and finally he signed, but after signing, he looked even more disheartened.

Taking the signed document, Mark nodded, and then as if he suddenly remembered something he had forgotten to say before, he added:

"By the way, I forgot to tell you just now, Mr. Lemieux, you can no longer live in this manor. The city hall will take it back. So, please move out as soon as possible."

"Let Mark!!!" Lemieux roared loudly. How the hell could he 'accidentally' forget to tell himself?

He was clearly trying to trick him!
It's a pity that Lemieux, who has already signed, is no longer Mr. Mayor, and his roar no longer sounds as stressful as it did before.

Fortunately, none of these people had any thoughts of beating up the drowned dog. After all, Lemieux's fate still made them feel a little bit sad, so they all said goodbye and left.

In the end, only Jean Mark was left here. He did not leave in a hurry, but sat down on the sofa nearby. He lit a cigar placed on the table, and then took the first puff, which seemed to be because of displeasure. I choked knowing that the cigar did not pass through my lungs.

When he stopped coughing, Mark said sincerely to Lemieux:
"Mr. Mayor, well, it seems that I am still used to calling you that. After all, I have watched you become what you are now over the years."

"Are you proud?"

Lemieux's eyes looked like he wanted to kill someone.

Jean Mark shook his head and said:
"No, I'm not proud. I tried to persuade you, but you didn't listen to me."

"Speaking of which, you taught me, 'You must learn how to stand in line. Only in this way can you continue to walk on the dangerous road of politics'. Isn't that what you said?"

"And I, at best, just chose to stand on a winner's team."

(End of this chapter)