American Fortune Life

Warren Buffett's pupils shrunk. He saw indifference and a trace of madness in Andy's eyes. He was a little uncertain. He wasn't sure if this smart young man would take the risk and stir the storm.

"The real estate market is the most emotional market, because for most Americans, real estate is their most valuable property and their investment in retirement after retirement.

Continued lower house prices made Americans who were rushing to buy a house at a high price to be “hugged”; then, there were also US mortgage companies, especially the higher-risk subprime mortgage finance companies.

Throughout 2006, U.S. subprime loans amounted to US $ 640 billion, about twice as much as three years ago. Subprime mortgages accounted for 20% of the total U.S. housing market, and financial companies and hedge funds held subprime mortgage-backed bonds. The value reached $ 1 trillion.

Bubbles will always burst. 13% of subprime loans have formed bad debts. 2.2 million Americans will lose their blood, a large number of the middle class will be destroyed, and more people will be displaced. When the pain continues to stimulate the nerves of Americans, people can't help asking why? Whose fault is it? Who should we look for? "

Andy cut the tender veal gracefully with a knife and fork, and the shiny stainless steel fork inserted the beef into his mouth. He lowered his head carefully while cutting, and explained it with a magnetic voice.

He didn't care a lot about talking in front of Warren Buffett. When he raised his head, the corners of his mouth slightly tilted, exposed a white tooth, and asked three questions in succession, Buffett's eyes flashed a chill, not against Andy. The chill, but the tragic scene portrayed by Andy's determined tone, after all, he experienced this crisis more than once or twice.

As Warren Buffett ’s **** of stocks on Wall Street, money is now more of a point of value in life. He can make a donation of 99% of his assets. It can be seen that he has lost his personal consciousness at this age. The concept of money is more about giving back to society and the people.

"When the whole world is pretending to sleep, it seems like only you are sleeping. At this time, you even doubt an obvious answer, doubt yourself ..." Andy put down the knife and fork and wiped his lower lips with a white napkin , Laughing at the corner of his mouth and laughing.

"For me, this is a billion-dollar gamble. I am only 22 years old. I have a long and beautiful life to experience and enjoy. It requires capital. So, do n’t doubt my determination. I do n’t care about Wall Street friendship. It's all shit. When did Wall Street have friendships, and some of them were just interests, they will survive the storm before they say it! "

Andy has never despised Warren Buffett. His unhappiness is that Warren takes himself too seriously and wants to dispel Andy's push for plans involving billions of dollars. How is this possible?

Warren Buffett was silent and involved so much interest that no one would give up lightly. He looked at Andy's clear and calm eyes and chuckled.

"Is Morgan Stanley interested in selling the gambling agreement? You know, many people are interested in the ds in your hands."

Andy's eyes lightened, he picked up the glass and motioned with a sip in Warren's smile.

"To be honest, Morgan's people have contacted my people and have plans to redeem them, but, you know, when the sword and axe of the guillotine fell, there were always some people holding fantasies."

"Yeah, I think Morgan Stanley will be very nervous about my sudden invitation to you for dinner. No matter when I or my friends have the ability to take the agreement in your hand, I think they will sleep hard all night, What do you think? "Although Warren Buffett did not know why Andy was in a hurry to sell the chips in his hands, but for the first time throughout the night, he found an opportunity for the two to exchange their interests.

"I prefer the down-to-earth industry. Seeing and touching makes me feel secure. Numbers have no attraction to me. This crisis is an excellent opportunity."

"There will be pressure if there is a competitor! Then, we can reach a consensus." Buffett said with a gentle smile on his old face, and said slowly.

"Cheers." Andy smiled back to the sun, raised his wine glass and touched Warren, making a clear sound.

"Cheers."

The high-heeled high heels trampled on the marble floor. From far to near, Ivana walked back with a sweet smile and saw that her boyfriend and Buffett were smiling and laughing, knowing what the two parties should have reached a consensus agreement.

"It's really enviable to see you young people. Next week there will be a dinner hosted by Wall Street's major investment banks and banks. I invite two of you to join us."

Warren Buffett smiled and looked at the opposite Ivana and Andy, sending out an invitation.

Ivana smiled like a flower, glanced sideways at Andy, Andy blinked, and nodded with a smile, Ivana's red lips slightly opened, her white teeth were exposed, and she smiled happily: "Thank you I am honored to be invited. "

The next time, the atmosphere was very harmonious. Warren Buffett seemed to really like Ivana. Ivana's charm did have a lethal lethality to men. He talked elegantly, his expressions were lively, his voice was sweet, and his limbs moved. Rich, quick-thinking, very eloquent, can be attracted unconsciously, listen quietly to her point of view, this is the charm.

At the end of the dinner, when the three walked out of the restaurant, the paparazzi chasing Andy and Ivana held their cameras and started shooting pictures that surprised them.

Frequently lit flashes illuminated the front of the restaurant. The three did not care about the paparazzi shooting. Warren Buffett shook hands with Andy, hugged Ivana, and after the bodyguard opened the door, he sat in Mercedes In the car.

The car went away, Andy held Ivana's little hand, looked at each other and smiled, ignored the noise of the paparazzi, and stepped on the car in turn.

"You are so charming tonight, Warren is fascinated by you." Andy caressed Ivana's back and said ridiculously.

Ivana nests in Andy's arms, with a slight blush on his pretty face, his eyes closed slightly, like a puppy sniffing the breath of Andy, and ignores Andy's ridicule.

Andy felt that Ivana in her arms was constantly plucked by her small hand, rolled her eyes, reached out and caught the jumbled hand, knowing that she was a little sloppy, looked at her with a smile, and raised her cheek. Looking at herself, Andy shook her head and laughed, bowing her head and kissing her red lips, a hint of red wine.

"Why, you want to try it in the car?" Andy let go of her red lips, and licked her lips slightly with her tongue. She pressed her forehead against her forehead and said with a smirk.

Ivana smiled flatteringly, arms around his bear's waist tightly, and put his face in his arms, squatting comfortably, and a beautiful voice sounded, "This is not a good idea ... giggles, today I'm going to be up late! I want to be a conqueror! "

Andy smiled and patted Ivana's back. He can understand the excitement of his girlfriend. Some people say that power is the best hun! medicine.

Since Ivana was with Andy, she was led by Andy to open the door to the uppermost level. Some people in the upper part of the pyramid that could not be reached before appeared constantly in her life, and The attention and pursuit she receives is undoubtedly an unthinkable satisfaction for the strong woman she has always wanted to break the upper barriers.

She is very clear that although her family has money, what she gets in the real high circles is only contempt and smirk. This is the underlying problem and it has something to do with her father's personal.

In fact, this is also human nature. When anyone reaches a certain level, the less he wants, the more he wants to pursue, and he cares. It is often said that it takes three generations to produce a nobleman, and this sentence really makes sense.

The first generation desperately made money and became a local tyrant. The second generation desperately spent money to defeat the family. If they did not lose out, they knew they were lacking when they matured and started to train the next generation. The third generation was born with a golden spoon, and was no longer pursuing money that was not worthless to them, but a culture, manner and spirit.

The car stopped in front of the apartment building, Andy walked into Ivana with a charming smile and a paparazzi waving, and walked into the elevator, and Andy patted Ivana's Feng Tun in a bad mood.

Ivana smiled and wrapped around Andy's neck, and kissed Andy with red lips, and then returned home with a kiss.

As soon as she entered the bedroom, Ivana in Andy's arms pushed him down on the bed, and then she stretched out her long blond hair, and her pink dress slowly slipped off her.

Andy held the back of his head with both hands, admiring the beauty in front of him, and the perfect white body, which made people fascinated.

After kicking off high heels, climbing to bed, and leaning over to help little Andy take a few baths, he turned over without hesitation without any hindrance.

The swan-like pink neck was high, and after a greasy hissing, he began to run wildly ...

I don't know how long, the bedroom with only a dim yellow lamp turned back to quiet, Andy sideways supported his head with his left hand, and stretched out his right hand to gently pull away the golden hair that was stuck to the rosy cheeks of Ivana, Seeing her sweet sleep with a smile, she couldn't help smiling.

"It's really wayward Yujie. I'm obviously holding on to it ... now it's okay, I went straight to sleep, hey, there is no need to take a bath."

Andy spoiled her and helped her pull her hair away, cover her quilt, turned over and got out of bed, walked into the bathroom, and returned with a hot towel in a while, carefully wiped her face and body .

When confused, Ivana opened her eyes to see Andy's intimateness, smiled sweetly, and continued to sleep with her eyes closed. Maybe she drank a lot of red wine, or maybe the previous exercise was too intense. She felt herself again Faint and tired.