Chapter 68 Wake Up! Complex!

(Sorry, posting late today, the words coded on the bullet train were uploaded from the coffee shop, so I guess it will be early in the morning at the hotel.)

At 10:30 in the morning, a newly uploaded video on Youtube was frantically clicked by netizens, and was quickly noticed by editors and recommended on the homepage. The video is very short, only one and a half minutes long, but the content is shocking.

The video takes a sneak peek at a beer production workshop of AB InBev in a country in Eastern Europe. From the video, it can be seen that the warehouse is full of discarded second-hand cans; the filling machines are rusty and even moldy; the so-called In the dust-free workshop, the staff walked around wearing dirty shoes, and finally ended with a shake of the camera, which immediately reminded people of the action of being found to hide the camera in a hurry.

There is no dubbing narration or text commentary throughout the entire video, which is more convincing because everything is discovered by the audience, including the Budweiser logo, which language the workshop employees speak, etc. Below the video, there is no The helpless netizens turned into Detective Conan and took apart the video to reveal the truth every second, followed by a lot of echoing comments.

"Scary... Boycott Budweiser!"

"On the top floor, Anheuser-Busch InBev, as the world's largest beer producer, has done such a thing against conscience, firmly resist!"

"You can't generalize. Maybe it's a private processing workshop somewhere? Let's wait for Budweiser's official response."

"Fart, is the navy hired by Anheuser-Busch InBev upstairs?"

"Absolutely. The third floor is blind, so I can't see the big Budweiser logo. Tell me how much Budweiser paid you?"

"Wow, it's a good opportunity to buy the bottom, everyone hurry up and grab Budweiser's stock!"

"Silly X upstairs, the appraisal is complete!"

. . . . . .

Sitting in front of the computer, Yang Sen looked at the comments of netizens under the video with a smile. Responded.

With a playful expression on his lips, he sneered and muttered, "What's the rush, the big meal I prepared for you hasn't been served yet."

"Boss, there's a big bill." Elena pushed open the door and shouted in with her head in.

"Have you found out the source? Is it Lehman?" Yang Sen was beaming with joy.

"I can't be sure, I just know it's an order from Wells Fargo Bank." Elena stood by the door, saying goodbye to the blonde.

Yang Sen leaned on the back of the chair in a little disappointment, happy in vain, he is now waiting for Lehman to enter the arena until all the flowers are gone.

"Wait." Suddenly, Yang Sen was startled, as if someone had slapped the back of his head, and stared at him as if thinking of something terrible.

"What bank did you just say?"

"Um... Fu... Wells Fargo Bank?" Elena was frightened by Yang Sen's expression, and stammered.

"Are you sure it's Wells Fargo?" Yang Sen didn't even realize it. When he asked this sentence, his vocal cords trembled unnaturally.

Elena was a little dazed, the glamorous professional girl in her perennial OL suit turned into a cute girl at this moment, she pouted cutely and nodded, and stammered, "Yes, yes, it's Fuguo... the bank didn't Wrong."

She didn't understand what happened to Wells Fargo? Any surprises?

Yang Sen turned his back and took several deep breaths in a row, forcing himself to calm down, "Do you know if Wells Fargo did it for itself or for the client?"

"Still... don't know... Chu."

"Then what are you waiting for? Why don't you go to investigate? Hurry up!" Yang Sen shouted out of composure.

"Yes...I'll go right away." Alena was startled, and quickly agreed to run out, thinking aggrievedly while running, "What's wrong with the boss? Why are you so angry?"

Yang Sen walked around the desk and casually took a bottle of whiskey from the wine cabinet,

Poured it into the cup and drank it in one gulp, the conversation with Jamie Dimon last night came to mind. . .

"It's okay to speak up if you have something to say, as long as you want to speak well for Lehman."

"No no, I just want to remind you that Paul Lehman and Warren are inseparable."

"Warren . . . would he be involved in something like this?"

"I can't do it on the surface, and I have to worry about Wall Street's face, but I don't know it secretly."

This is the reason why Yang Sen suddenly changed his face. People who have paid a little attention to current affairs and hot news know who is standing behind Wells Fargo Bank.

If Jamie Dimon hadn't reminded him, he might not have thought about the matter in a bad way, but it just so happened that what he reminded last night happened today, which made Yang Sen think wildly. Then Yang Sen could only choose to throw a small white flag to surrender, and then endured the humiliation, comforting himself that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years.

The old stock god not only represents himself and Berkshire's nearly 100 billion dollars of strong funds, but he can also influence the entire Jewish power in the United States. In this world, except for a powerful national government, no one can stand alone For the entire Jewish ethnic group, take a look at the ranking list. Among the 100 richest people in the world, at least a quarter of them are Jewish, either pure blood of Jewish descent, or mixed blood with Jewish blood.

As for whether the old stock god is Jewish, like the Bermuda Triangle, it can be included in the unsolved mysteries of the world. No one knows except himself. Stock God has a good relationship with Jewish people.

This statement is not impossible, but it cannot be fully believed. Graham is a fanatical Jewish supremacist. If Buffett really has nothing to do with Jews, why would Graham teach Buffett what he has learned? It can't be because the stock god was cute when he was a child, right?

Some people say that Buffett's grandfather was once a hardcore anti-Semite, huh, huh. . . There are two major characteristics of Jews, one is rich and the other is small-minded. They can compare with blacks. If Jews know that your ancestors have anti-Semitic tendencies, you will be fine if you don’t kill yourself. Do you still want to develop?

Of course, not all the Jews that Buffett can influence are also divided into groups. For example, the Hungarian Jews in Hollywood can’t get along with Lao Ba. Don’t think that Hollywood is the Hollywood of Americans. In fact, In the past, among the Hollywood Six, five and a half were founded by a group of Jews from Hungary, but later, for various reasons, the Six were slowly infiltrated into other bloodlines, and the most famous Columbia company was taken away by the little RB.

It’s far away, why there is always a tendency to go astray (but the Jews are a very interesting race, their history is not as good as the length alone, and it is comparable to the legend of Zhen Huan. If you have the opportunity, you can look for information, it is very interesting!)

Because Wells Fargo suddenly intervened to protect the market for unknown reasons, the stock price of Anheuser-Busch InBev went up and down in the range of 114.7 to 115 US dollars, forming a sideways trend of long-short competition. The short side is still dominated by retail investors and small institutions.

At the same time, a large number of sailors appeared in the Youtube video to whitewash Budweiser. The menace of the attack caught people off guard. , It's really not as fast as a human.

Yang Sen was waiting for the results of the investigation. He had to know whether the stock god made a move before he could decide on his next move. He was supposed to release the next video when Budweiser held a press conference, but it didn't.

Until the close of the day, Anheuser-Busch InBev closed at US$114.3, a drop of less than 1.5% from the opening price, which was far from what Jansen had expected. Wells Fargo’s rash intervention was the main reason, and on Wall Street, only one large institution, Wells Fargo, clearly participated in the war , and the rest are in a wait-and-see situation.

. . .

In the luxurious ward of the Presbyterian Hospital, Yang Cheng slowly woke up from anesthesia. The operation was not major at all. Normally, the patient would wake up within half an hour after the operation, but Yang Cheng was delayed for an hour before opening his eyes. , and made Liu Yun worry for a while.

"Mom... I'm fine, don't cry." The weak Yang Cheng was taken off the ventilator by the nurse. In fact, he opened his eyes for a long time, but his consciousness was vague, and his mind was still blank until the nurse confirmed that he could breathe. After breathing spontaneously, the machine was removed, and Liu Yun was allowed to enter the ward. He was also instructed not to take too long, so as not to affect the patient's rest.

Liu Yun Lihua came in with the rain, sat on the bed without saying a word and held Yang Cheng's hand and began to cry, which made Yang Yuanshan feel embarrassed to ask about his grandson.

"Grandpa, why are you here?" Mom's tears couldn't stop half of the time, so Yang Cheng could only look at Yang Yuanshan, and asked weakly with drooping eyelids.

"You kid has such a big deal, can I not come?" Yang Yuanshan's bandit temper could not be changed for the rest of his life. With this roar, several peaks appeared in the electrocardiogram.

"Dad..." Liu Yun didn't bother to cry anymore, she quickly got up and put her index finger on her lips, signaling to speak softly.

Yang Yuanshan patted the back of his head resentfully, he didn't dare to make his daughter-in-law angry, "Okay, I'll keep my voice down."

Turning his head and glaring at Yang Cheng, who was sick and still gloating, he pointed at Kong Kong, "You too, kid. You've been doing well in America. Why do you go to that poor place in Brazil?"

Grandpa is stubborn, and the whole family has already figured out this temper, but he loves his grandson no less than others. Yang Cheng felt warm in his heart, and he took a deep breath. As soon as he was about to speak, the incision in his abdomen began to hurt, and the anesthetic was still strong. It didn't pass completely, and the pain wasn't too severe, so Yang Cheng also gasped because he wasn't prepared, and his facial features were all tangled together.

"What's wrong? Does the wound hurt? Do you want to call a doctor?" Liu Yun wiped away her tears and asked nervously.

"It's okay, I took a big breath and stretched a bit."

In order not to worry my mom, I quickly changed the subject, "By the way, where's dad?"

"I'm going to avenge you." Yang Yuanshan didn't seem so nervous. In his heart, boys, as long as they don't die, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Revenge?" Yang Cheng was stunned for a moment, her brain's reaction hadn't recovered yet, and she was a little sluggish.

"Have you forgotten how you got hurt?" Seeing that her son was fine, Liu Yun sat down again and asked.

"Don't...ah..." Yang Cheng's conjecture before he fainted on the plane flashed in Yang Cheng's mind, and he wanted to sit up excitedly, but he forgot what was going on, and couldn't help crying out in pain.

"This... may be a setup by Louis Lehman."