Marx Quinn, after meeting with Harry Sinir, fired a barrage of questions at him.


    Standing beside, Nelson Hendry added, "Thepany has already convened a board meeting, they''re discussing finding someone to rece you, and I''ve received news that Morgan has already started selling off thepany''s stocks!"


    These thunderous revtions seemed not to reach Harry Sinir''s ears as he simply respondednguidly, "I know!"


    Then Harry Sinir pushed past the two of them and went straight to his room, where he mmed the door shut with force.


    Sitting in his chair, surrounded by variouspany documents on the table—documents Harry Sinir used to love reviewing, for they represented his power.


    But now, he knew it wouldn''t be long, perhaps even by this afternoon, he would no longer have the authority to sign his name on those documents. Find more to read at My Virtual Library Empire


    Sinir Oil Corporation would no longer be under his control.


    He slowly opened a drawer, revealing a cold, all-silver Remington Revolver inside.


    Upon its release in 1857, this revolver instantly became a favorite among firearm enthusiasts.


    It was also one of Harry Sinir''s most cherished collectibles.


    He took out the revolver, loaded the bullets, cocked the hammer, and Harry Sinir put the barrel into his mouth.


    At this moment, the previous calmness was gone from Harry Sinir; his expression grew fierce, his hands tightly gripping the handle, veins bulging on his forehead!


    Ahhhhhh!!!!!!


    After a desperate roar, Harry Sinir stillcked the courage to pull the trigger, ending up panting heavily as he pped the revolver onto the table.


    Once his emotions subsided, he ced the Remington Revolver at his waist and left the office.


    "Boss, everyone''s waiting for you toe up with a n!"


    Marx Quinn and Nelson Hendry stood at the door, eagerly asking Harry Sinir for guidance.


    Without answering their questions, Harry Sinir simply said, "I heard that Donnie is in New York now, staying at the St. Regis Hotel?"


    Marx Quinn nodded, puzzled, "Yes, the news about Donnie Block''s arrival in New York City was all over Wall Street yesterday!"@@novelbin@@


    Harry Sinir nodded, not saying anything more, and walked out of the hotel. He got into his car and headed straight for the St. Regis Hotel.


    While inquiring about Donnie''s room at the front desk, he smiled and tipped the attendant ten US dors.


    .


    "Donnie, we''ve won; we have won!"


    William Mellon was ecstatically looking at Donnie. Although he had been certain of their victory sincest night, when he heard on the radio about Sinir Oil Corporation''s stock plummeting with no parties stepping in to buy, he knew they had secured the win!


    "So have your men started to move?" Donnie, with his legs crossed, sat on the sofa and asked with a smile.


    "Of course not, although the sell-off is crazy at the moment and no capital has stepped in yet, it''s all small investors selling. If my men were to take action now, wouldn''t that ruin your n!" William Mellon said with augh.


    If they were to buy Sinir Oil Corporation''s stocks now, it would seem like catching the bottom, but everyone knew it wasn''t the bottom yet, the share price of Sinir Oil Corporation was still going to drop. In a matter of days, if the price could even stay at one-third of its peak value, that would be fortunate!


    Donnie said with satisfaction, "Very good, you''ve picked up some of my essence!"


    William Mellon didn''t mind Donnie''s teasing andughed, "From now on, your name might just float in Wall Street''s skies for a long time!"


    For ordinary people, this short-selling battle of Sinir Oil Company boosted Jesse Livermore''s prestige in their hearts, but for those who knew the details,


    this was a solid lesson Donnie taught Wall Street, and Donnie Block''s name was bound to waft through and linger in Wall Street''s skies.


    Donnie said, "Those are but empty honors; right now, I just want to know our exact gains from this!"


    William Mellon chuckled, "The financial gain is no longer important; you have to realize, as long as this situation continues, we could buy the bottom of Sinir Oil Company''s stock in the future, achieving acquisition isn''t just a dream anymore!"


    As the two wereughing and talking, the door was pushed open and Harry Sinir walked in.


    Seeing the visitor, both Donnie and William Mellon showed a look of surprise, especially when Harry Sinir took out his revolver, all the hairs on Donnie''s body stood on end, and he instinctively reached to his waist to draw his own gun.


    At Donnie''s waist at all times was a Colt 1911, prepared for a situation like today''s.


    In that moment, Donnie med himself for his oversight. The closer one gets to victory, the more they should stay low-key and cautious—lessons he had learned on the battlefield, ingrained to the bone. But these past two-plus years offortable living had made Donnie forget that instinct.


    Discreetly positioning himself behind William Mellon, Donnie spoke up, "Sinir, what are you nning to do?"


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