They arrive in the offices, Sergey flings his coat and throws it in the corner. "Pick it up wagie!"
"Yes Master" a kowtow employee humblly slinks off to pick it up.
"You should've seen the guy who tweeted that dumbass MOAB token tweet, I nearly beat his ass." Just then, Sergey's phone rings, "yes, yes... yes... no..."
"What was that about?"
"The guys from gravel coin called me asking for free link, I told them to buy it off binance."
"Binance"
"It's a chink exchange that I network with. They help handle the money laundering. We sell tokens over the counter from wallets we recycled from the ICO."
"This is much- much too complicated for me son."
"It's simple. Before we ICO'ed I made some threads and recruited some guys. I then fudded other tokens and paid Indians to promote it over the internet. We had the ICO then recycled funds back into it to make it pump. Theoretically we sold 35% but it was probably closer to half, maybe even a quarter, I don't remember the numbers."
"Ah, the classic distraction. Like a magician you lure your targets away from the trick."
"Exactly. By making it seem highly in-demand and creating false group-think, we made it seem many more people buying than they actually were. Then we needed money, we contacted the exchange, shuffled the tokens through there and got the funds. In exchange they got discounted prices and we made money."
"I see... and Google?"
"Same process. Bribe the devs with tokens, assure them a pump will happen then we contacted Coinbase and told them if we got a major company to mention us they would list us. Hey! Hey, give me the big mac, now god damn it!"
An employee scurries to hand Sergey a big mac, unwrapped and ready.