Chapter 344: They shamelessly came knocking.

Tottenham Hotspur's new stadium, a lavish and opulent structure, was unfortunately hit by a crisis, becoming virtually deserted on weekdays.
With spectators unable to attend, all commercial activities came to a standstill.
The new stadium, far from being a cash cow, saw its daily maintenance costs become a bottomless pit.
This led to Tottenham's severe financial difficulties and mounting debt.
Normally, the British government would have stepped in to help, perhaps with a loan.
But now, the British government itself was struggling, with no funds available to intervene.
As a result, London football fans were in a frenzy, utterly devastated that even a prestigious club like Tottenham could face bankruptcy!
“Logically, given Tottenham’s brand value, other European capital giants should be very interested, right?”
“Yes, Chairman, European capital was indeed very interested at first.
But after the Beirut incident, the entire European stock market was hit hard. They were preoccupied with their own problems and dared not make any rash moves.
The Saudi sovereign wealth fund is busy acquiring Newcastle, and other Middle Eastern oil tycoons are also facing cash flow problems due to the Beirut incident and are unable to move.”
Thus, the once-mighty Premier League powerhouse Tottenham was pushed to the brink of bankruptcy and scrambling to find a buyer.
“We have no experience in the sports industry, so let’s pass.” Qin Han waved his hand.
“Yes, then I’ll decline…”
Before he finished speaking, an idea flashed through Qin Han’s mind like lightning.
That kid Su Hao had mentioned wanting to sponsor sports talent before, so he should also be interested in the sports industry, right?
Besides, acquiring at rock-bottom prices and then selling at exorbitant prices—isn’t that exactly what Fang Huan excels at?
Qin Han's lips curled slightly as he issued an unexpected instruction:
"Go, contact Tottenham Hotspur and have them invest in Fang Huan…
Send them an acquisition proposal as well. Say it's my recommendation."
***
Meanwhile, in Fang Huan Investment's conference room, Su Hao leaned back in his chair, scrutinizing a document.
"Chairman Su, this is a formal request from the European Commission."
The EU, which had just extended a cooperation invitation to Fang Huan and then quickly withdrew it.
Now, after the massive explosion at the Port of Beirut, which devastated the European insurance industry and shook the very foundations of the EU market, they've shamelessly come knocking again.
European countries are known for their high welfare levels.
This means their social welfare spending far exceeds that of other economies.
In short, to some extent, it's about desperately handing out money to the people for votes.
While the whole world is printing money like crazy to stimulate the economy, the EU is undoubtedly the champion of 'spending lavishly'.
Stabilizing employment, unemployment benefits, and recently, a massive €1.1 trillion economic recovery fund was approved.
The money has all been spent on the people, and now, with their own homes on fire, they're discovering the fire hydrants are dry.
“What does the EU want us to do?” Su Hao asked calmly.
“They've laid out some rules and regulations, designated several severely affected markets, and ‘suggested’ that we focus our funding on those areas.”
Su Hao took the thick request and casually flipped through it.
It was practically a textbook example of a "get-rich-quick" scheme.
The terms were more detailed than contract law.
"This market must have a 10% investment; that market cannot be less than 20%..."
Su Hao couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.
This wasn't a plea for help; it was clearly a meticulously crafted extortion letter.
The people in the top-tier trading department obviously understood as well, their faces darkening.
"Chairman Su, these bastards are shameless!"
"We can understand making a few regulatory requests, but what is this?
They clearly want to take our money and use it as their own fiscal reserves!
It's practically saying, 'The money is yours, but how I spend it is my decision!'"
In short, this proposal was brimming with arrogance and shamelessness.
"Chairman Su, I think we should forget about this EU investment."
"Yes! They're in dire straits, yet they dare to offer such arrogant terms. I don't think they have any sincerity whatsoever!"
The meeting room was filled with heated debate.
Indeed, Fanghuan Investment had no reason to accept such an unequal partnership.
Su Hao closed the document, preparing to toss it aside.
However, a strange thought unexpectedly welled up from the depths of his heart.
'Wait… take another look.'
An extremely strong urge compelled him to turn his gaze back to the document.
As his attention returned to its peak, an unbelievable scene unfolded in his mind!
The densely packed lead characters on the document seemed to be ignited by an invisible flame, instantly turning into wisps of black ash with a "whoosh," then dissipating like dust, vanishing into nothingness!
In the blink of an eye, the thick petition, large enough to be used as a pillow, vanished without a trace, leaving only a thick stack of blank paper exuding an eerie aura!
“…”
Su Hao stared blankly at the document, lost in thought.
What did this mean?
“Chairman Su?”
His subordinates, seeing him silent, only staring at the document, his expressions shifting, all wore puzzled expressions.
Of course, they couldn't see this strange scene.
Only Su Hao knew that his intuition had kicked in again!
‘You've made all the words disappear, what are you trying to tell me?’
This damn intuition is good in every way, except for one thing: it only digs a hole, never buries it.
It always throws him a riddle like this, leaving him to guess.
‘It can't be that I should send a stack of blank paper back to the EU, can it?’
This thought had just flashed through his mind.
"!?!"
A powerful electric current surged from his fingertips!
'Wait...you fucking...you really want me to send blank paper?!'
'Sizzle—'
An even stronger current swept over him, as if confirming his guess.
'Damn! This isn't Cao Cao sending Xun Yu an empty food box! Do you think this is a game of Three Kingdoms?'
After a while, Su Hao calmed down and thought about it a few more times, but he discerned many different interpretations.
At least, he came up with three different interpretations:
1. I won't read a single word of your terms; I'll treat them as nothing.
2. The initiative in the negotiation has never been in your hands.
III. Want to cooperate? Sure. Show your sincerity, bring a blank sheet of paper, and let's start from scratch!
This is a radical move, a domineering tactic that jumps off the chessboard and overturns the table!
A higher-dimensional psychological game!
He raised his head, his gaze clear and firm, looking at the somewhat bewildered crowd.
“Liang Haiyuan.”
“Ah, yes, Chairman Su!”
“Send this back to the EU.” Su Hao pushed the stack of “blank papers” forward.
“Huh? Just…just send it back exactly as it is?”
“No,” Su Hao shook his head,
“Delete every single word. Create a blank document with the exact same number of pages and send it back.”
Liang Haiyuan was stunned, blinking repeatedly: “…Huh?”
All the employees in the office were collectively petrified, looking at Su Hao with eyes that seemed to regard him as a god.
Su Hao knew how absurd this action was, but he understood even more clearly the deeper meaning behind it.
Looking into Chairman Su's deep eyes, Liang Haiyuan was filled with questions, but years of experience told him there was no need to doubt; just do as instructed!
He took a deep breath, suppressing all his confusion and transforming it into absolute execution.
"Yes! I'll get right on it!"
Liang Haiyuan grabbed the documents and dashed out of the conference room like a rabbit!