Indulge in Life in America

Chapter 1314 The Dignity of a Prodigal Son

"Okay, let him pass the past, tell me your purpose, child~"

Matthew sorted out his thoughts, and looked at Yang Cheng again, with some inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

Yang Cheng hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should say it directly, after all, he had just recalled a lot of pain, and now he was poaching someone's corner, which seemed a bit inauthentic.

It was Mindy who helped and said, "Jason wants to invest in Alcoa."

A stern look flashed in Matthew's eyes, and he said something pointedly, "There are a lot of people who have been eyeing Alcoa recently, and they are all from country Z~"

Yang Cheng was stunned for a moment, "Sorry, I just made a temporary decision, and even coming to Baltimore was a temporary decision, not a deliberate plan."

Matthew waved his hand, "These are not important, what is important is what do you plan to do after buying Alcoa?"

If it were someone else, Yang Cheng might come up with high-sounding reasons, but for Matthew, any reason is useless. Whether he sells the shares in his hand depends on his mood, and he can sell them if he wants to. use.

"For investment, I am optimistic that Alcoa's stock price will correct after its business restructuring. Now that it is buying the bottom, it will earn several times in the future."

The frank answer was approved by Matthew, "This is a real idea, I believe it, but I won't sell it."

Yang Cheng was not in a hurry, "Can you tell me the reason?"

Matthew motioned Mindy to help him up. In fact, he wasn't too weak to walk, but his body was weak, and it would be uncomfortable to walk for a long time. "Do you know the composition of Alcoa's shares?"

Yang Cheng nodded slightly, "I made a special effort to find out, most of them are still in the hands of the Mellon Consortium."

Matthew affirmed, "That's right, and my words have no influence on the Mellon Consortium. In their ears, my words are worse than farts."

"You know, my target is not the shares held by the consortium, but the shares held by the Mellon Family Foundation. I have found about 2.3% so far."

"Very accurate, this is the exact proportion of shares held by the foundation, but you don't know, the Mellon Consortium has the priority to repurchase this share, in other words, unless you can come up with a figure that far exceeds the expectations of the Mellon Consortium, Otherwise they just match your bid and you don’t get even 0.1%.”

Yang Cheng let out a sigh of relief, if that was the case, he would have nothing to do.

If you want to make money, you can only buy some odd stocks from the secondary market and make a small profit.

Matthew added, "Alcoa is the symbol and symbol of the Mellon consortium. They will not allow the company to fall into the hands of outsiders."

Yang Cheng frowned slightly, and didn't understand why Matthew deliberately emphasized this point. He had no intention of holding the shares, and he heard a trace of hidden anger from Matthew's words.

"Mother f**ker, when will the fate of Alcoa be decided by a group of outsiders? Compared to outside investors, that group of garbage who has been lying on Alcoa's blood all year round is the real outsiders!"

Matthew's sudden rage scared the two ladies. Zhao Anqi even turned pale from fright. After mindy panicked, she quickly calmed her father's emotions. Now Matthew couldn't stand the rush.

But what did Yang Cheng understand? Matthew is not willing to let Alcoa fall into the hands of others? Although Alcoa is still in the hands of the Mellon Consortium in name, who is the Mellon Consortium now? It's not from the Mellons anyway.

Alcoa can be said to be an important symbol of the glorious era of the Mellon family. Now that his own children are in the hands of outsiders, can Matthew not feel sad?

Looking crazy, he broke away from his daughter's support, Matthew suddenly knelt down on the grass, his eyes were empty, and he said alone, "My grandfather, when he was less than 10 years old, knew how to beat the fresh grass on the lawn in front of our house. In bundles, sold to passing coachmen;

At the age of 17, his great-grandfather asked him to inspect a piece of land. He proposed to leave only one piece of land as a roadbed and sell the rest. Afterwards, the remaining piece of land became a necessary place for the construction of the railway. Great-grandfather was amazed.

Just taking over the family business, Economie near Pittsburgh discovered oil fields.

All of a sudden, adventurers and speculators of all colors came to look for black gold.

At this time, my grandfather has quietly built an oil tanker port and laid oil pipelines on the coast of Marcus Hook in North Chester. When everyone digs out the oil and starts thinking about transportation, Andrew's oil tanker port and oil pipelines In the 19th century, there was a tacit agreement that the crude oil transported through Mellon accounted for one-tenth of the total export volume of the United States.

At the same time, several distressed young people approached their grandfather, showed him a piece of silvery waxy metal, and hoped that he could provide an investment. That piece of metal is now aluminum.

Several young chemists have researched the refining method of aluminum, and believe that this metal with many excellent properties will become a star in the future, but they are struggling to find investment, just like the current investment in new materials.

Before meeting Andrew, they lobbied many entrepreneurs, but none of them succeeded.

However, after hearing their introduction, my grandfather decisively decided to help them repay their debts and fund the establishment of the Pittsburgh Electrolytic Aluminum Company at the price of 60% of the shares.

Grandfather's vision was once again proven, and in just two years, this company controlled the entire production of aluminum in North America.

Later, the Pittsburgh Electrolytic Aluminum Company changed its name to Alcoa, and its stock was valued at $150 million.

From that moment on, Mellon's prestige was established, and outsiders said: The eyes of the Mellon family can always find opportunities to make money.

What's ridiculous is that now, Alcoa has become someone else's plaything, and people with the surname Mellon don't even have the qualifications to intervene. Isn't this the most ridiculous thing in the world? "

When Matthew was saying the last sentence, he suddenly looked at Yang Cheng, his eyes shone with a captivating light, and Yang Cheng's heart trembled when he saw it, "I suddenly figured it out, don't you want Alcoa? I'll give you , but you have to promise me one condition, get rid of those damned vampires, and let Mindy be the only person in charge of Alcoa!"

Yang Cheng smiled wryly, "Mr. Mellon~"

"No, I don't deserve this surname, call me Matthew."

Yang Cheng opened his mouth. Is this the last dignity of a prodigal?

Then he satisfied him, "Well, Matthew, you made a mistake. I never wanted to hold Alcoa from the beginning to the end. This is not in line with my investment philosophy. Of course, I respect Alcoa's past achievements and would rather Reading Mr. Andrew Mellon's experience as if it were a bible does not mean that I will act on my temper.

You know, the sentence that best suits the national conditions of the United States will always be that sentence: business is business (business is business)! "

How could Matthew give up easily? He deserves to be the strongest prodigal son in history. As expected, he became insane and made people speechless. Just hearing his voice change, he pointed to mindy and said, "How is my daughter? The difference in age between you is not too big. If you lose her, you are qualified to join the Mellon family!"

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