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After hearing what Bai Ye said, Wendy also reacted and thought of some things... Indeed, the extremist organizations in the Middle East are not good things. Counter-terrorism is an action agreed upon by the five major gangsters of the United Nations.

The enemy of my enemy is not necessarily my friend.

"Just let them fight each other, why do you care so much?"

Bai Ye said.

"Well, I think I've been somewhat influenced by the flood of white leftist ideas. After all, these things are omnipresent..." Wendy said, "Now that I think about it, it's true that neither America nor extremist organizations are friends of China. Letting them keep fighting is undoubtedly the best choice. But Bai Ye... aren't you an American tycoon? Why do you still look so gloating?"

"Because America's interests are not the same as America's financial tycoons' interests." Bai Ye spread his hands and said, "The interests of America's financial tycoons are not the same as Osborne's interests. In fact, Osborne's interests may not be the same as my interests."

Wendy nodded thoughtfully.

When America launches wars abroad, not all tycoons benefit. The biggest beneficiaries should be oil tycoons like Rockefeller, financial tycoons like Morgan, or military-industrial complexes like Stark Group.

As a medical complex, the Osborne Group can also make some money from battlefield medicine, but... When America fights wars, it basically uses planes and missiles to sweep the ground and provide firepower coverage, with very few hand-to-hand combat. The medical industry can only make some hard-earned money at most, and Bai Ye certainly doesn't need to care about any Middle East issues.

While chatting, Bai Ye received a call.

Johnny called.

Bai Ye turned on the speakerphone and took a sip of millet porridge from the bowl: "What's the matter?"

Johnny lowered his voice and said, "Brother, please transfer me $1000 as soon as possible. It's for my life! I'll pay you back as soon as I get my pocket money next month."

Bai Ye showed an intriguing expression: "Interesting, why is it 1000 US dollars?"

Johnny was furious: "Just tell me whether you will give it to me or not?"

Bai Ye: "Hey, I've never seen anyone as arrogant as you when borrowing money. What if I don't give it to you?"

Johnny's tone softened instantly: "Brother, I was wrong. Don't bother with me. Just think of it as doing good deeds. Good people will have a peaceful life!"

Bai Ye raised his eyebrows: "Call me daddy!"

Johnny didn't hesitate: "Dad!"

If he hesitated for even a second, it would be disrespectful to both money and the NYPD.

"Hey." Bai Ye smiled, picked up his phone, opened his PayPal account, and transferred $2000 to Johnny: "Okay, check your PayPal account."

"We're here!" Johnny said happily, "Thanks, Dad. I love you!"

Wendy watched the whole thing and said with amusement:

"Are all you blue kids so humble when borrowing money from each other?"

"That's nothing." Bai Ye smiled slightly and said, "The most humble person I've ever seen who borrowed money was a Brazilian. In order to borrow money, he actually said that he often watched the Chinese football league."

"..." Wendy said, "Then he can really be said to be humble to the core."

"But why did Johnny ask you to borrow $1000?" Wendy asked curiously, "Is there any special meaning?"

"hey-hey……"

Bai Ye smiled but said nothing.

According to Bai Ye's estimation, Johnny is probably filming a movie at this time - "I'm Not a Whore God": I beg you to stop secretly visiting hair washing and massage, okay? I have been single for three years. I went on a blind date with a girl for 40,000 yuan, and I pursued her for three years. My savings have been spent, and my family has been dragged down by me. Now I finally have a health massage. You insist that it is fake. Don't we know whether the service standard is fake or not? The consumption in that place is only a few hundred yuan a night and the boss doesn't make any money at all. Who can avoid meeting a bachelor in their family? Can you guarantee that you will not be single in this life? If you take her away, we will all be single. I don't want to be single, I want a foot washing and massage. Is that okay?

Wendy and Bai Ye were eating breakfast while watching various reports about the attack on Wall Street on TV.

Bai Ye was trying to do three things at once. He took out his cell phone and started checking Twitter.

"Wendy, look, this post is interesting."

Bai Ye smiled and placed the phone in front of Wendy.

[Today, a recording of a closed-door meeting between American officials and police in Oklahoma City was leaked. These American bureaucrats and police were discussing how to kill a few disobedient reporters without anyone noticing. They even discussed the details of killing to silence them, whether to hire someone to kill them or do it themselves, how to kill them, where to bury them... A certain sheriff also complained that times have changed. It is too difficult to kill someone now. In the past, you could easily drag a ghost out of the mud, wash it in the river, and then hang it on a tree with a rope, resulting in a "suicide."]

"Oh my god!" Wendy was stunned and said, "Master Bai Ye, I originally thought that you blew up Wall Street because you are naturally brave and crazier than ordinary people, but now it seems that I was superficial. It turns out that these are the traditional superpowers of you Americans?"

"So, the American police and prison films I watched before didn't seem to be that great. It's not because Americans have rich imaginations, but because you guys are all documentaries? You only know how to film something if you've done it yourself."

"I told you a long time ago that it was just a bombing of the Morgan Stanley building. There's nothing to be afraid of. Everyone in America does the same thing." Bai Ye said, "Now you see, do you believe it? Morgan Stanley has done just as many dirty things, but you just didn't see them."

Wendy's heart, which had been in a knot, finally relaxed a little. It seemed that it was really because she was not perverted enough that she was incompatible with Americans like Bai Ye.

After breakfast, Bai Ye took Wendy to Tianmei Studio.

Due to the development potential of "Minecraft", the company's valuation has reached 4.8 million US dollars. The employees of Tianmei Studio also see hope, because Bai Ye has long said that the company will set up an option pool. Judging from the current valuation of Tianmei Studio, a brand new unicorn is rising. Once Tianmei Studio goes public, there will definitely be many people among them who will have a wave of financial freedom, which makes the employees work very hard.

Bai Ye was also very satisfied with what he saw. The leeks were all green and growing very well.

He mentioned the option pool issue again and said it would be implemented immediately after "League of Legends" was launched. He also gave some encouragement to the employees.

Employee A was encouraged and worked harder.

As for employee B's words, he sighed secretly: It's so funny. I don't need to bring lunch to work now. I have the pie drawn by the boss, the pot given by the leader, the melon given by colleagues, and the fish I catch myself. It turns out that I love myself the most. The only meat dish is the one I prepare myself.

After staying in Tianmei Studio for half an hour, Bai Ye left and went to the Snap office building to find Andy.

"Andy, you've done a great job developing Snapchat. It's now valued at $3.6 million by Sequoia Capital."

Bai Ye came to Andy's office, pulled out a chair, sat opposite Andy, and said with a smile.

"Because you told me in advance that Snapchat's valuation would exceed $10 billion before starting the A round of financing, so I rejected Sequoia Capital's offer. Is that okay with you?"

Andy said it calmly without any intention of taking credit for himself.

She would have certainly been excited to run a quasi-unicorn company before she left her job on Wall Street.

But now, after all, she has already started to help Bai Ye develop three companies, AIM, Tianmei Studio, and Snap, which are basically unicorns, so what surprise would there be in bringing out this third Snap?

"Of course I have no objection. Just do as you see fit." Bai Ye said, "However, it looks like Snap is gaining momentum and is about to enter the fast lane of development. So you should also start preparing for the acquisition of Twitter."

"Acquire Twitter..." Andy thought for a while and said, "This is indeed a very good idea. When Snap develops and we acquire Twitter, we will have a chance to compete with Facebook in social media. However, Twitter's market value is 200 billion US dollars. Do you have that much money? You have to prepare the funds first, otherwise, everything will be empty talk."

"Don't worry, it's just $200 billion. I can make it quickly." Bai Ye said, "Do you know that the market value of Stark Group plummeted? My financial company made more than $50 billion by shorting Stark Group. If I want to make $200 billion, it's nothing more than a few more times. It's not a big problem."

"Okay." Andy was too lazy to ask Bai Ye about the source of funds. After all, even if Bai Ye couldn't raise the money himself, he could always ask Osborne Group to pay and jointly participate in the acquisition of Twitter with Snap: "But you have to act quickly. I received some inside information. It seems that Facebook is planning to launch a new round of acquisition of Twitter."

“Facebook again?”

Bai Ye frowned.

Facebook's success as a giant is inseparable from its lavish eating and drinking. Along the way, it has grown into its current form by swallowing up countless startups. For example, it acquired Instagram for US$10 billion and WhatsApp for US$190 billion.

If Facebook is the number one social media in the United States, then Twitter is the second. Given Facebook's constant shopping habits, how could it let Twitter go?

So Facebook launched an acquisition plan for Twitter a long time ago, when Twitter was just emerging. The valuation that Facebook gave to Twitter was just okay. The valuation of US$5 million was enough to satisfy Twitter's executives and shareholders, but Facebook couldn't come up with that much cash. It hoped to acquire Twitter by offering shares, and Twitter also preliminarily agreed.

but.

Facebook gave Twitter a reasonable valuation, but gave its own shares a very high valuation, which made Twitter unhappy. Valuation is so vain, and Facebook could not prove that it has strong market growth potential. If I take your overvalued shares, what if you collapse in the future? Twitter thought that it was underestimated by Facebook, so it rejected Facebook's acquisition.

In addition to Facebook, Google also communicated with Twitter and tried to acquire Twitter for $25 billion. It is said that Google did not formally propose an acquisition request, but was more of a test. This proposal was rejected and even considered an "insult" to Twitter.

Therefore, if Bai Ye wants to acquire Twitter, Facebook and Google will be his competitors.

"It seems that we need to speed up the pace. Otherwise, when Twitter is acquired by someone else, our wish to build a new social media empire will be in vain."

Bai Ye touched his chin and said:

"I will try my best to raise the money. If that doesn't work, I will use leverage to acquire Twitter first."

Bai Ye now has nearly $100 billion in cash in Galaxy Capital, and $30 billion extorted from Obadiah, leaving him with a funding gap of only $70 billion. He can easily find a large bank to borrow $70 billion to acquire Twitter. Wells Fargo is a good choice because the Osborne Family Foundation is the second largest shareholder of Wells Fargo.

Judging from the performance of Twitter's shareholders and executives, they don't actually mind Twitter being acquired. They just want to see whether they can come up with cash for the acquisition and whether they can give Twitter a suitable valuation.

Moreover, judging from the Twitter model, self-media is on the rise and newspaper news portals are bound to be impacted. Media such as Twitter must either maintain their strong vitality on their own or constantly adjust themselves to meet the needs of the market, consumers and investors... Independent development is too difficult, and how can it be as comfortable as having the support of a giant and enjoying the shade under a big tree?

……

Morgan Stanley Building, West Broadway.

The entire building was cordoned off, and FBI technicians, wearing explosion-proof suits, entered the building to search for other explosives and for evidence of the terrorist attack.

The head of the FBI, Agent Isobel Castile, stood on the 36th floor of the building, looking at the ruins in front of her with a dark face.

When something like this happens in his jurisdiction, he can't get rid of the blame no matter how hard he tries.

The bombing of the Morgan Stanley building was like poking a hole in the sky. It had a greater impact than if terrorists used human bombs to blow up several train stations.

He rubbed his Qingming acupoint and said to Hubble Russo, the person in charge sent by Morgan Stanley:

"Mr. Hubble, can I ask you some questions?"

"Of course!" Hubble Russo said quickly, "The company sent me here to fully cooperate with the FBI officers. Just ask them if you have anything to ask. However... I also ask the officers to solve the case as soon as possible. After all... one of the people who died in this bombing attack was Mr. Gyanendra Morgan."

Isobel Castiel felt a headache when she heard the name Morgan.

A member of the Morgan family has died. If I and others cannot solve the case as soon as possible, being stripped of my clothes would be the lightest punishment. It is even possible that I will be sent to be buried with Mr. Morgan.

After all, she is Morgan, and he is just a grassroots.

"Okay, I will do my best to solve the case as soon as possible and give an explanation to Mr. Gyanendra Morgan's family." Isobel Castiel asked, "I want to know if Morgan Stanley has offended any enemies recently? Or received any warnings or something like that. In short, please don't miss any clues of anything that is different from the usual and tell me everything."

"enemy……"

Hubble-Russo recalled:

"Speaking of enemies, the company recently tripped up Goldman Sachs, causing Goldman Sachs to suffer heavy losses, so Goldman Sachs is highly suspected. In addition, there is the Roxxon Group. Due to the impact of the two explosions at Roxxon some time ago, the company made a lot of money by shorting Roxxon, and later joined in the feast of sharing Roxxon's profits, gaining a lot of benefits. In addition, the company is also preparing to short American Airlines, and Rockefeller may also be hostile to the company..."

Isobel Castiel: "..."

Damn it!

Is this something a little FBI like me can hear?

I asked you to say it, are you really going to say it?

You are not afraid of being silenced, but I am!

"Pause, pause!" Isobel Castiel interrupted immediately and said, "Mr. Hubble, it is impossible for the forces you mentioned to launch a terrorist attack on Morgan Stanley. There is no need to continue."

Even if they did it, it would be impossible for them not to find evidence; even if they did, I wouldn't dare show it to anyone.

So, when it came to these major forces, Isobel Castiel had no intention of listening any further.

"You should ask whether there are any small and medium-sized companies other than large companies that have a strong hatred for Morgan Stanley."

To avoid misunderstanding, Isobel Castiel added:

"After all, it is common for large companies to fight against each other. They all have bottom lines, and the possibility of doing such a thing is very small. Let's focus on the enemies who are more likely to be suspected."

"Small and medium-sized companies?" Hubble-Russo said, "Well, that's a very wide range. If you ask that, then take a piece of paper and I'll tell you to write it down. Morgan Stanley has assisted in several acquisitions recently, but the people in charge of the other party didn't know what to do..."

Isobel Castiel felt that Hubble Rousseau was not very smart, so she asked him to speak, and he really spoke everything. The matter was very clear. Morgan Stanley had countless enemies, and many life-and-death feuds. There was no telling how many people wanted Morgan Stanley to be smashed to pieces. Just from the perspective of the suspect... Well, Isobel Castiel's notebook was no longer able to hold any more.

"Okay, Mr. Hubble, your answer is very helpful to us..." Isobel Castiel gritted her teeth. With so many suspects, how long would it take for them to check them one by one? It seemed that they would have to work overtime all night these days.

"Really?" Hubble Russo seemed not to have heard Isobel Castiel's resentment, and said happily: "It's great to be able to help you, Officer Isobel, I gave you my business card earlier. I will be on call 24 hours a day. I'll leave this case to you, the FBI!"

It's not that Hubble Russo is a fool who says whatever he is asked. It's just that the death of Gyanendra Morgan, a member of the Morgan family, is a huge matter. He is just a small fry and doesn't want to get into trouble because of this matter. So he will say whatever is needed. As for Isobel Castiel, if she dares to use the investigation of Gyanendra Morgan's death to flatter Morgan Stanley... well, I can only say that he is really brave!

How angry is Morgan now? Normally, he might give the FBI some face, but if they dare to take action against Morgan Stanley at this time, let alone Morgan, the FBI superiors will probably make these FBI action teams have a few car accidents first.

After the on-site investigation, the FBI launched a large-scale manhunt. The companies and small and medium-sized capitalists who had lost all their money due to Morgan Stanley's defrauding were all the key targets of the FBI's investigation. However, the results were not great because these people had the motive but not enough ability.

People who have both motivation and ability...tsk tsk, I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it!

"Why was it done so perfectly that not even the slightest trace can be found?"

Isobel Castile was confused. There could be no perfect crime in this world. According to Rocard's Law, anyone who committed a crime would inevitably leave some traces and be discovered. However, in the Morgan Stanley building bombing case, the FBI could not find out how the TNT explosives got into the Morgan Stanley building. You know, the security measures of the Morgan Stanley building were not much worse than those of the FBI headquarters.

"Could it be that those big forces really used some methods unknown to ordinary people to commit this crime just to... give Morgan Stanley a warning?"

"Boss, the results of the explosives analysis are out." Christian Chazal came over and said, "Three kilograms of TNT explosives were placed in the mezzanine of the conference room ceiling. Based on the residual gunpowder and analysis of the source, we found that it seems to be a product produced by the Hammer Group."

"Hammer Group?"

Isobel Castiel flipped through her little notebook. Oh, the last time the market value of the Hammer Group plummeted, Morgan Stanley also contributed to the situation and made a quick buck.

The Hammer Group does not belong to the Morgan system, but to the Rockefeller system.

"sure?"

"99.99% chance."

Christian Chazal shrugged and said:

"If it's the Hammer Group, that makes sense. After all, they manufacture military products, and using explosives to kill the enemy is their specialty. They are highly suspicious. What do you think, Boss? Should we check the Hammer Group first?"

"I don't think it can be that simple." Isobel Castiel frowned and said, "If it was really done by the Hammer Group, how could they be so stupid as to use their own products to commit the crime? If they had a little bit of intelligence, they should have used the explosives produced by the Stark Group, right?"

"Who knows?" Christine Chazal said, "According to the eldest son of the Osborne family, the IQ test report of Justin Hammer, the chairman of the Hammer Group, shows that his IQ is only 90... And maybe Justin Hammer is playing the opposite game, deliberately using his own explosives to commit the crime, in order to reduce his own family's suspicion."

"Ah this..."