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C3902 A Spindle Bar

As they continued to tangle with each other, Exxon s' shares had actually reached a strange equilibrium.

If he couldn't fall down, there were some that couldn't climb up.

Durut.

Looking at the crazy market, Booth Durut's smile widened.

For him, the more crazy the market was, the better it was for him!

He still had 3 billion on hand.

He felt that it was time to throw the money away.

With that in mind, Booth Durut pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed Willems Durut's number.

"Willam Mos, we can spend the rest of the money." Busturu said in a deep voice:

"Understood!"

With a wave of his hand, a total of $3 billion was put into the market in an instant.

At the same time …

"CEO, the Durut Family has even more $3 billion in capital!" Bern said.

Another 3 billion funds entered the market!

Acton's eyelids jumped.

26 billion plus 3 billion!

Almost 3 billion.

It was time to pack up.

Thinking of this, Acton took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed John Rockefeller's number.

"Du du du ~"

After three blind sounds, the phone was connected.

"Mr. John, all of the Durut Family's 3 billion has already entered the arena." Acton said in a deep voice.

"Are you sure?"

"We've been monitoring each other's funds the entire time. Before, they've already made an entry of over 26 billion, and just now, another 3 billion entered." Acton said.

"Good ~" John Rockefeller suddenly stood up and said, "This time, Bu Fang will pay a heavy price for his actions."

After hanging up, John Rockefeller did not hesitate and immediately dialed Qin Luo's number.

Soon, the call connected.

"Professor Qin, all of the 3 billion that Booth Durut has prepared is now in."

"We can proceed with our next plan."

… ….

The Royal Vienna Hospital.2

"Two..."

"No."

"One biscuit..."

"Bang."

"..."

Qin Luo, Deligne, Hendley, and Isgrob were playing mahjong in high spirits.

Yes, you didn't see wrong, you were playing mahjong.

Qin Luo, who had been idle for a few days, started to play mahjong with everyone.

Not to mention, it was quite popular.

"Ding ling ling ~"

At that moment, the phone in Qin Luo's pocket rang.

He took it out and saw that the caller ID was John Rockefeller's number.

John Rockefeller is calling now. Is all of Booth Durut's money in?

Previously, Qin Luo and John Rockefeller had planned this out.

As long as Booth Durut had all the money, that was when he appeared in front of the camera.

And now, it seemed that it was time.

Without much hesitation, Qin Luo pressed the answer button.

Sure enough, John Rockefeller's voice came through the phone, "Professor Qin, the 3 billion dollars that Booth Trucker has prepared is now all in."

"We can proceed with our next plan."

"Got it ~"

Qin Luo answered and then hung up.

John Rockefeller had done what he had to do.

The rest was up to him.

Qin Luo put down his phone and looked at Isgrob.

"President, I want to hold a press conference …"

Isgrob: "?"

Isgrob was surprised for a moment, but quickly recovered.

"All of Booth Durut's money?"

"Yes."

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