My 1999

Xu Liang came outside and was greeted quickly by a middle-aged man in a black suit, about forty years old.

"Mr. Xu."

Xu Liang nodded.

When they arrived on the first floor, Lu Hui was already waiting here.

Nodding towards her, the two of them came to the door of the villa together.

Soon I saw three black Cadillacs slowly driving in.

Wait for the car to stop.

Old Gates came down first and walked towards Xu Liang.

"Dear Xu, it's so nice to see you again."

Xu Liang smiled and stepped forward, opening his arms to give the other party a hug.

"Bill, my friend, you have no idea how happy I was when I found out you were coming."

The two patted each other on the back.

His enthusiastic look really made him feel like an old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

After being polite, Old Gates turned sideways to reveal the old man wearing a blue and white plaid shirt, brown trousers, and black-rimmed glasses.

"You don't need me to introduce this one, right?"

Xu Liang nodded, took two steps forward, and extended his right hand respectfully.

"Mr. Buffett, it's a great honor to have you visit."

"Mr. Xu, you're welcome. Just don't think I'm being presumptuous."

Buffett's attitude is very easy-going.

"You're welcome. The reason why I have achieved some financial success is thanks to Mr. Buffett. Your "Buffett's Letter to Shareholders" is my financial enlightenment book.

Later, I read "Securities Analysis" and "Smart Investor" you recommended, and then I came up with the idea of ​​entering the financial industry. "

"Haha, so I have contributed a great financial genius to the world!"

"Excellent."

After being polite, Xu Liang led the two of them to the living room.

After the guests and hosts were seated.

"Xu, congratulations. You made a lot of money by defeating the Quantum Fund this time." Old Gates smiled.

"I made some money, but after deducting the short-term capital gains tax and financing costs, and then sharing it with Hanhua's investors, the real money I made was not even 30% of the total income." Xu Liangdao.

"By the way, Bill. You are also an investor in Hanhua Pacific Phase II, and you also made a lot of money this time.

As for the specific number, we will send a receipt to all investors in Hanhua Pacific Phase II in a few days, and you will know it by then. "

There was a hint of joy on Old Gates' face.

He invested US$800 million in the second phase of Hanhua Pacific. According to private calculations, he can earn at least 1.5 times this time.

"Xu, investing in you and Hanhua is the wisest decision I have made in the past few years." Elder Gates praised without hesitation.

Xu Liang smiled and accepted it calmly.

In the past few years, Hanhua has made nearly 3 billion U.S. dollars to Gates.

And that's after tax.

This is why the latter is willing to help him and provide him with various inside information.

Profit is king.

"Mr. Xu, Hanhua's achievements are amazing. I am also very interested. I wonder if Hanhua's financing can leave me a certain amount?" Buffett said suddenly.

"Of course you want it, no problem. How about 1 billion US dollars? If it's not enough, I'll coordinate it."

"Thank you, that's enough."

Buffett's investment in Hanhua is only one aspect of making money; the more important aspect is to expand his contacts.

Although Xu Liang was very successful before, he lacked foundation.

He didn't take the initiative to make friends.

But after defeating the old Soros and stepping on the corpse of Quantum Fund, Hanhua has consolidated its position in the global private equity field. Unless there are two or three times like this dragon-slaying plan, or the Quantum Fund suffers a disastrous failure, Hanhua will not will fall.

That's why he took the initiative to visit.

If you want to become a top power person at a certain level, one or two successes are nothing. Only long-lasting success and still standing after several setbacks can you be truly accepted.

Obviously, Xu Liang now has such qualifications.

"Xu, you'd better be prepared for something in advance." Old Gates said.

Xu Liang looked over, with a questioning look on his face.

“After Soros came to his senses, he has contacted some people, including Rupert Murdoch, the boss of News Corp., although I don’t know what they talked about specifically.

But it must be for you. "

Buffett followed: "I know Soros. He is not a person who easily admits defeat, but also a person who holds a very grudge. The failure of the Dragon Slaying Plan had a huge impact on the Quantum Fund, and almost 80% of its customers withdrew their investments.

And the person who caused all this is you.

He won't let you go easily.

However, there is one person you should be more careful about than Soros. "

"who?"

“Paul Singer of Elliott Management.

If Soros is just holding a grudge, he's a lunatic.

The dragon-slaying plan failed.

Quantum Fund lost only its clients’ money.

But Elliott Investments, in addition to the client's money lost, also had Paul Singer's own money.

When Quantum Fund raised funds for the second time, he put all his net worth into it.

After the dragon-slaying plan failed, this guy suffered heavy losses. He heard that the bank had taken away his mansion in Manhattan, New York, to pay off the debt. "Buffett said.

Old Gates nodded in agreement, "Paul Singer is indeed a lunatic. It is said that when he shorted Brazilian government bonds in the 1990s, he assassinated the Brazilian Finance Minister for profit.

Although there was no evidence in the end that it was him who did it, many people believed it was him. "

Looking at the calm young man across from him, Buffett sighed inwardly at his good luck.

If Hurricane Katrina had not come so suddenly and landed in Orleans in just three or four days, the dragon-slaying plan would have been a bloody battle at the end.

Shooting, assassination, in the face of huge interests, everyone is crazy.

"Bill, Mr. Buffett, thank you for your reminders. I will pay attention to my safety." Xu Liang said sincerely.

"Xu, you'd better leave the United States now. It won't be too late to come back after a while when that madman has calmed down." Old Gates advised.

Xu Liang smiled and said, "I'm afraid they won't give me a chance."

The two were stunned for a moment, and after a little thought, they understood what he meant.

The goal of Xu's manor is obvious. The upper class of the United States basically knows that he lives here.

So there is no need to think about it. There must be countless eyes staring at this place outside.

Once he leaves, he will fall into the eyes of those who are interested.

The road from the manor to the airport is more than ten kilometers, and there are many jungles in the middle. It's too dangerous.

"Xu, if you want, can you take our car to leave?" Old Gates smiled.

"Bill, thank you. But some things are useless just hiding." Xu Liang smiled.

His natural suspicion made him extra cautious when it came to his life, and he didn't trust anyone.

Old Gates looked at the man's deep and cold eyes, and tactfully didn't mention it again.

After the two sides had lunch together at noon, they said goodbye and left.

After watching them go away, the smile on Xu Liang's face gradually disappeared, and his expression became indifferent.

"Should we leave when it gets dark?" Lv Hui said worriedly.

"No. It's even more dangerous."

"Why?"

"What we can easily think of, the enemy can definitely think of." Xu Liang said slowly.

"What should we do then?"

"Haha, don't worry. It's easy to make mistakes when you're anxious. And as long as we stay here, it's safe for the time being." Xu Liang smiled.

"But we can't stay here forever. And, what if..."

Xu Liang held her jade hand, and the heat from his palm slowly calmed Lv Hui's anxious heart.

Facing the man's deep eyes.

"Hui'er, don't worry or be anxious. We are not lambs to be slaughtered. If they want to play, then let them play. Let's see who is more unlucky in the end."

"I believe you."

Lv Hui threw herself into the man's arms.

Holding the delicate body in his arms, Xu Liang's face was full of thought.

——

Old Soros, wearing a hospital gown, was writing something on paper with a pen.

Dongdong...

The knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

Put down the pen and put away the written documents.

"Come in."

Alexander pushed the door open and walked in.

With a glass of water in his hand.

"Father, you should take medicine."

Old Soros nodded, took the water cup and pills, and swallowed them in one gulp.

Put down the water cup and wiped his mouth.

"Robert joined Bridgewater?"

"Yeah. Mr. Dalio thinks highly of him."

A cold color flashed in Old Soros's eyes.

"Asshole, how much effort did I put into training him, and this is how he repays me? Damn guy."

Disappointment flashed in Alexander's eyes.

The old man cursed fiercely, but he did not mention expelling Robert from the family and canceling his inheritance rights.

"Alexander, how has the company been these two days?"

"Very bad. The failure of the Dragon Slaying Plan has a great impact on us. 80% of the customers have left. The funds under management are now less than 3 billion US dollars."

Old Soros's face was full of anger.

At the peak of the Quantum Fund, the funds under management exceeded 70 billion US dollars. As a result, the failure of the Dragon Slaying Plan directly wiped out his five or six years of hard work.

"Contact Murdoch and send this document by the way."

Alexander took it, glanced at it briefly, and his face changed slightly.

"I'll go right away."

Old Soros waved his hand.

Alexander took the document and walked out of the room quickly.

Dongdong...

Old Soros's right index finger tapped the table rhythmically.

After a long time, his expression suddenly became sinister, and there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

"I still can't swallow this breath!"

Took out the phone and dialed.

The call was connected soon.

"Hello?"

A hoarse and tired voice came over.

"Paul, it's me."

"Hey, George, I know you will definitely call me."

There was a madness in the cold laughter.

Old Soros looked calm, "You are an investor in the Quantum Fund, and I am the head of the fund. Now that the dragon-slaying plan has failed, I certainly have the responsibility to express my condolences..."

"Enough, George. I don't want to hear these high-sounding words now. I know you want him to die, right? He made us lose badly, $3 billion, I lost $3 billion.

That damn bastard, dirty yellow monkey, how dare he make me lose?! How dare he!!

I will make him pay the price!

Damn it, damn it..."

The angry roar rolled out of the phone.

Soros subconsciously took the phone away, waiting for the other party to vent, leaving only heavy breathing.

"Paul, you still have a fund in the Quantum Fund, about three million US dollars.

I have transferred this money to your account in the Swiss Bank.

It should be enough for you to "live"."

Old Soros emphasized the word "life".

After that, he hung up the phone without giving the other party a chance to reply.

Then he deleted the number completely.

Staring at the bright afternoon sunshine outside the window, his eyes became deep.

"Mad dog Paul, don't let me down!"