America 1919-Chapter 455 - 177. Curtain falls (A ten-thousand-word chapter, repaying the debt~)_4

Donnie pushed William Mellon onto the couch, then directly sat on the coffee table, looking down at Harry Sinclair from above, and calmly said, "I can responsibly tell you that everything William Mellon just told you was a lie!"

Without his handgun, Harry Sinclair lost his confidence, and even his madness seemed to have abated considerably.

"Donnie, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Wiping the blood from his face, Harry Sinclair sat down on the woolen carpet and asked with a calm expression.

"It’s simple, if everything were that simple, you wouldn’t have come to see me in this state," Donnie said with ease, "You should know that, as the stock price of Sinclair Oil Corporation takes a nosedive, the banks will soon come knocking, demanding your company to repay loans, and at the same time, your creditors will definitely come to you for their money. This I have confirmed from the mouths of both James O’Neal and Robert Stewart.

Of course, given the way the company operates, and your own connections, you will certainly be able to retain a substantial amount of money for yourself, but relative to the whole Sinclair Oil Corporation, that amount is just a drop in the bucket," he went on.

As he spoke, Donnie returned his handgun to his waist and said with ease, "Alright, Sinclair, it’s come to this point, don’t put on an act anymore. Tell me your true thoughts; I know you didn’t come to me just because you were out of your mind!"

Harry Sinclair asked, "When did you figure it out?"

Donnie smiled and said, "The moment William effortlessly took the handgun from you, I guessed it!"

Harry Sinclair nodded and spoke, "Donnie, we both know, the true value of Sinclair Oil Corporation is definitely not merely what the stock price currently shows. It can be said that after acquiring the Teapot Dome oil field, provided Sinclair Oil Corporation develops normally, it wouldn’t take five years for its market value to break through 1 billion US Dollars, and I think you wouldn’t deny that, right?"

Donnie did not deny Harry Sinclair’s statement. Although two years later, when the Teapot Dome scandal broke, Harry Sinclair was reluctantly imprisoned and had to hand over Sinclair Oil’s domestic assets to other companies, Sinclair Oil Corporation still existed, and it became one of the Global 500 enterprises in the 1960s.

There’s another interesting fact—before the "Jurassic Park" that later became a worldwide sensation, there were already many companies in the United States using dinosaurs for advertising, including Sinclair Oil Corporation.

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Even Sinclair Oil Corporation made the dinosaur its company logo, with a dinosaur statue at the entrance of every Sinclair Oil service station.

Sinclair Oil Corporation even ventured into the toy industry later on, creating a batch of dinosaur toys that made the company a tidy profit!

"So, about our next move, we can now have a good talk. I am willing to sell you my shares in Sinclair Oil Corporation, but the price must be the peak stock price of the company!" he said.

"Are you crazy?"

William Mellon sprang up, truly thinking Harry Sinclair had lost his mind. If not crazy, how could he possibly think of selling his shares in Sinclair Oil Corporation to Donnie?

After all, the person he should hate the most right now ought to be Donnie!

Struggling to get up from the ground, Harry Sinclair then sat on the couch and deliberately took a cigarette from his coat pocket, lit it, took a deep inhale, and then said.

"Don’t worry, Harry, your actions just now didn’t damage my brain. I haven’t gone mad. Donnie is actually not the person I hate the most, not at the moment at least!"

William Mellon loudly asked, "Then who do you hate the most?"

Harry Sinclair replied calmly, "The shareholders of Sinclair Oil Corporation, my very good friends like James O’Neal, Robert Strett, and many others—but they are all on the same level!"

This time, William Mellon did not continue to inquire; he had understood Harry Sinclair’s thoughts.

Between him and Donnie was a true, real rivalry. Since they were rivals, each had to find their own way to beat the other. Harry Sinclair had lost, so he would hold resentment towards Donnie, but such resentment didn’t mix with personal grudges!

The people he just mentioned were different. These were people who had been in the trenches with him, his comrades, his friends, the ones Harry Sinclair had trusted. But at this time of utter despair for Harry Sinclair, not only did they fail to help him, they also stabbed him in the back, something that was incomprehensible to Harry Sinclair at heart.

"All these people are thinking of buying in at rock bottom, hoping they can easily take over my assets. Since I can no longer hold onto Sinclair Oil Corporation, why should I let these people have their way? To tell the truth, I’m really looking forward to seeing their faces when they learn I’ve sold my shares in Sinclair Oil Corporation to Donnie!" he said.

As he said this, Harry Sinclair actually laughed out loud.

"Madman, you’re just a madman!" William Mellon found it hard to accept the current Harry Sinclair.

Donnie had remained silent all along; he was considering whether this deal could be plausible. As for what Harry Sinclair had said, Donnie believed it, but not entirely.

Donnie believed that Harry Sinclair indeed hated those people more than he hated him. But at the same time, Donnie also knew that Harry Sinclair selling Sinclair Oil Corporation to him now was effectively like tossing a bomb into his lap.

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