“Price!”

Gustav moved closer to Allen, lowered his voice a little, and pretended to be suspenseful: "According to what I have inquired, they have already started to contact people in the United States. It is said that it is worth at least 4 billion US dollars!"

“…”

Upon hearing the price, Alan instantly lost all interest. If it was a few million, or tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions, he could grit his teeth and patch up the money by borrowing from one pocket to pay another, but this guy made more than 4 billion in one go, and the unit was US dollars.

Whoever wants to buy it can buy it!

He couldn't handle such a large acquisition amount.

…

"Hey hey hey? What's wrong?"

After the price was agreed upon, Alan's expression changed. Gustav became a little anxious. How come the person receiving the benefit became impatient after giving him the benefit?

“No money!”

Alan was straightforward. It was good that he wanted to make money, but before making money, he had to weigh his own weight. Although he was short of money, everything was on the right track now. The little blue pills were now being distributed. As long as he waited patiently, he would not be short of money in the short term.

"What if I can help you lower the price and get you a loan? A long-term loan with a low interest rate."

"oh?"

Looking at Gustav's eyes, Alan's mind began to turn again. If such a thoughtful service was only for the purpose of the marriage between the two families, it seemed a bit too enthusiastic. There was something wrong here!

"How much can you deposit? How much can you borrow? How low is the interest rate? Also...are there any other additional conditions?"

"Haha, that's what I said. I just have a small request. Their automobile department can be independent, but it cannot be relocated after you acquire it. You can continue to expand the factory outside, but the headquarters can only be in Sweden!"

Gustav looked at Alan sincerely.

Swedish banks have plenty of money!

But Gustav certainly can't borrow money to buy things by himself. But if he helps Alan to make connections, that would be different. It would be considered attracting investment!

The reason why Volvo Group wants to sell its car division is not because it is short of money, but because its products are not selling well and are not making money!

And if Allen really took over Volvo's car division, it would mean that he would have an industry and put down roots in Sweden.

In addition, Allen had taken out a loan, so the two parties were even more deeply involved.

He was not afraid that Allen would not pay back the money. With such a large amount, in Gustav's view, Allen would not even dare to run away. As long as he tied Allen to his chariot, both parties would have common interests from then on. In addition, with his marriage to Madeline, he would be truly one of their own.

With Alan's help in the future, Gustav is confident that he can create something in Sweden. Then... he can take advantage of the situation to control Alan's factory. This is his idea.

When making friends and finding allies, you must not only give benefits to the other party, but also keep something in reserve to guard against the other party!

This is what his grandfather taught him, and Gustav believes it deeply. This is a plan that he has been thinking about for nearly half a year!

This time, he is determined to win against Allen!

…

“…”

Allen frowned. The headquarters cannot be moved. After buying things, I still have to listen to your orders? Isn't this just a scapegoat?

What's the difference between this and finding a divorced wife, and after the two of you get married, the wife lives in her ex-husband's house and refuses to move out?

Are you taking advantage of me?

Besides, even if he really took over Volvo's car division, it would be equivalent to him being burdened with billions of dollars in debt!

Alan used to be short of money, he lacked money for various things, but he was not in debt.

Ever since paying off the inheritance tax, what Alan hates most is being in debt. He doesn't even want to take out a loan. He doesn't have such a strong ambition for career. His main goal is to...only work in areas he is good at or understands, and do things within his ability.

Loaning so much money at one time now is like putting a dog leash around his neck. He will have to work hard from dawn to dusk to repay the loan as soon as possible.

Once he gets busy, how will he have time to rescue those ragged fallen women in various countries?

…

“Not interested!”

Faced with Alan's direct refusal again, Gustav's eyebrows almost stood up.

This guy is too smart. He did it so inconspicuously that he didn't even know whether Alan was really not interested or he saw something.

"Is there any difficulty?"

"No, I just don't like it. I have to make all kinds of demands for things I buy. After I buy the Bentley, they, a bunch of elderly people, have to move to Carmarthen and move it under my nose before I can feel at ease, not to mention a Volvo."

"this……"

Gustav was silent for a moment. Did Alan mean to point him out in a subtle way?

He didn't know whether Allen had discovered his thoughts, but the essence was the same. He put so much thought into it just to have a way to control Allen and keep some tricks up his sleeve. Now Allen opposed this, so there was no way to continue the conversation!

"Have you ever thought about how much trouble it would be to relocate such a large branch? Whether it's the tens of thousands of employees or the equipment, how much money would it cost to relocate? How much money and employees would be lost in the process?! Have you ever thought about it?"

Gustav tried to scare Alan with difficulties and make him change his mind.

"I thought about it, but it was too difficult, so I just gave up!"

Alan spread his hands and looked at Gustav sincerely. As the old saying goes, nothing in the world is difficult as long as you are willing to give up. Whenever you encounter difficulties, why not just give up? It will save you a lot of trouble.

“…”

Gustav almost couldn't catch his breath. He couldn't continue with what was said!

"Fuck!"

Standing up suddenly, Gustav patted Alan's shoulder twice with his left hand, turned around and left with a gloomy face.

"Let's go? Let's watch the game together?!"

“I don’t want to watch it anymore!”

…

Watching Gustav leave angrily, Xiao Shitou closed the door and glanced at Alan cautiously. It seemed that his young master and that person had a falling out.

"Master...?"

"How come we've been playing for so long and it's still 0-0? How long has it been?"

Alan didn't think much about Gustav. Before the old guy reached the door, he had already focused his attention on the game below. This was the World Cup final!

Just kick like this?

Could it be that a large amount of funds are flowing into the market from the outside, making it difficult for the people behind the scenes to control it?

Thinking about the economic situation in recent years, the more Allen thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

"Master, it's overtime already. We're already halfway through the first half."

"oh!"

It's overtime and no goal yet!

Every time he watches a game, Allen would think of football betting. This thing is said to be the gospel of time travelers. It seems that no matter who the immortal is, as long as he travels through time, he will have the chance to touch this thing.

If you play it on a small scale and bet tens of thousands of dollars, you might be able to make some money. If you make a small profit carefully, even if you can't leap up the social ladder, it may help improve your life.

But there are actually people who think that they can achieve class leap by relying on this thing, and that they can make hundreds of billions by placing a few bets, which is a kind of idiotic plot.

Alan just couldn't understand, is there really no one who has thought about the person behind the scenes?

Even if you knew the score and bet correctly, and really made hundreds of billions... do you have the life to spend this money?

Anyway, judge others by your own experience. If Allen was the banker, let alone billions, if someone dared to win tens of millions of dollars from him, he would send killers to hunt him down no matter where that person was hiding in the world!

Do you really think that the banker is running a charity?

…

Allen watched the game patiently. When the two sides entered the overtime, they were exhausted. It was summer, and the temperature outside was over 30 degrees. Including the rest time, the two teams played for two hours. Just think about the amount of exercise...

Finally, with the referee's whistle, the World Cup final between Brazil and Italy was tied at 0-0, and what was going to happen next... was the most brutal penalty shootout.

Alan likes to watch this. This is simple and direct. It only takes a few seconds to decide whether to go in or not. The result is finally out!

…

Italian team captain Baresi was the first to go up, and his shot...missed!

The atmosphere in the stadium suddenly became heated. The audience, who had been shouting for more than two hours, came back to life. Some fans supporting Brazil had already set off colored fireworks.

However... before the Brazilian fans could be happy for long, Italian goalkeeper Pagliuca came on the field and it was Brazil's turn to take a penalty kick.

The Brazilian on the opposite side was probably under a lot of pressure, and he also missed the penalty!

Allen was stunned. What was going on?

It's understandable that we didn't score a goal during the regular match, but now it's a penalty shootout, guys!

You can't even score a penalty, how can you continue?

Can't you consider the audience outside the venue?

If neither team scores a goal and the penalty kicks are taken, what should we do next?

…

Fortunately, the players off the field seemed to have heard Master Allen's call. In the second and third rounds, players from both Brazil and Italy scored penalties one after another, and the score between the two sides was tied again, becoming 2 to 2.

The fourth round officially began. The Italian team took the first penalty again. What was the name of that person? Alan couldn’t recognize it anyway. It seemed to be a forward, and then... he took a run-up and the ball didn’t go in again!

Holy shit! The penalty kick is coming. If the Brazilian team scores, it won't secure the victory, but at least it will give the Italian team a heavy blow in terms of psychological pressure.

Then, with Allen's hopeful eyes, Brazil captain Dunga stepped up to the penalty spot, and then...

A star is indeed a star. He may not score a goal in the whole game, but at the critical moment, Dunga scored this penalty!

The score is 3 to 2, Brazil is leading, and there is only one round of free throws left for both teams!

If the Italian team wants to win the World Cup, they not only have to score the last goal, but also pray that the Brazilian team misses the next goal, so that both teams can enter the next round and continue the penalty shootout!

The situation suddenly became serious!

…

"Okay, let's take a look at Italy's last penalty taker. It's their famous star No. 10! Roberto Baggio!"

Following the host's shout, Roberto Baggio, the only star of the Italian team with a pigtail hairstyle, made his final appearance.

At this moment, the entire audience followed Baggio as he stood at the penalty spot, holding their breath for fear of disturbing him.

Fans all over the world who watched the game through the broadcast and listened to the game on the radio, all focused their attention on him. He was the last hope of the Italian team!

…

The whistle blows!

Roberto Baggio stepped back to help, sprinted, kicked the ball, and the ball formed a diagonal line, straight...

It flew over the goal and straight into the audience seats at the back. This powerful shot went wide in front of more than 100,000 spectators!

The entire stadium was stunned by this shot.

Both the shooting action and the strength were very beautiful, but it's a pity that it didn't go in!

After the Brazilians on the sidelines were stunned for a few seconds, a group of people suddenly rushed onto the field to hug their goalkeeper. Today's Brazilian goalkeeper also saved a penalty kick, which was considered a meritorious service!

Now that Italy missed the penalty kick, there is no need for Brazil to take the next penalty kick. Whether they kick the ball or not, the score has already been won!

The Brazilian team won the World Cup championship!

…

Alan leaned hard on the sofa. He was tense for the last few minutes. A...satisfying physical battle finally had a result.

Compared with the Brazilian team, Allen likes the Italian team a little more, for no other reason. The last World Cup he led the team to was held in Italy, and his old lover Monica was there. During the World Cup in Italy, those days in Italy still make Allen nostalgic. When he thought of this, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have not contacted Monica for a while, so he must contact her when he goes back this time!

…

"Master, you're back! How was the game?"

"I won't watch it next time. It's boring. I should have watched the third and fourth place match yesterday."

"Ha ha!"

When Old Carl heard what Allen said, he laughed out loud and reached out to take the towel that Allen had used to wipe his face as he walked away.

"When you were away in the afternoon, there was a call from Canada. The deputy team leader was trying to ask you when you would be back. I didn't tell him the exact time."

"What did he ask me for? Are you in any trouble?"

"No, it's just that the outside world's public opinion now, hehe... he might be worried if you are not here."

Old Carl thought of the reports in the local British media, which were becoming more and more outrageous. They said that his young master was good at leading a team and winning good results, and it would be the same this time. However, the Commonwealth Games were only a few days away, and his young master was now in the United States watching the World Cup. If he were the deputy team leader, he would probably be panicking.

"whispering sound……"

Sitting on the sofa, he breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of the soda water handed to him by the servant, and Alan himself was a little confused. He had no talent at all.

As a team leader, what he is best at is not caring about things!

Because he doesn't understand those things, he is too lazy to give blind orders, and... because he likes to be distracted, he basically has little contact with the teammates. But precisely because he rarely shows up, the pressure on these ordinary team members is less, so they can perform well.

Anyway... in Allen's opinion, the best leader is to let go and not worry about anything, and leave professional matters to professionals. He is only responsible for gilding the liar. If there are good results and contributions, it is all because of his good leadership.

If the results are bad or mistakes are made... then that is the team members’ own responsibility!

"Okay, arrange a flight for the day after tomorrow. Um... you know Monica, right? When Xiao Shitou comes over, ask him to call Monica and ask her to come to Canada to accompany me."

"OK!"