how i bought the whole world

"Mom, yes, I'm on the phone." I put the phone between my ears, and at the same time I checked the tweets that Wall Street Japan just posted on my laptop, "Of course I'm seriously celebrating. A meal, open a bottle of better wine, after all, everyone is only 25 years old, right?" My hand was rummaging through the pile of letters on the table, and suddenly my eyes lit up, this is it!I grabbed an envelope with my parents' names on it, "See, thank you for the birthday present."

"But you didn't open it, did you?" my mother said on the other end of the phone, "otherwise I would have heard your cry of surprise."

My mother's shrewdness made me speechless. I opened the envelope what my mother said, and inside was a McLaren F1 car purchase coupon. This is a classic sports car with speed first. Praise, but now that my love for sports cars is long gone, I can only pretend to be happy and say, "I opened it and saw it, it's really good, I just need a car that I can put in my new car. in the house."

"So, son." My mother was finally satisfied, "Happy birthday to you."

"Thank you."

The door opens, Brandon.Winston walked in from the outside, and he glanced at me who had just finished the call, "So there's a party tonight?"

"No party, Brandon," I said grimly. "Go and call Robert. Intel is buying the chipmaker Alter. He knows what to do."

Robert.Martinez, I recruited top financial analysts from Super Gold Star Securities Company. Under the influence of the war in Afghanistan, the financial market experienced a new round of decline after just picking up this year. Numerous securities companies went bankrupt because of this, and Super Gold Star was one of them. In this case I found Roberts, who is now working as my deputy at William Field Securities.

"Are you still paying attention to the stock market?" Brandon was a little surprised. "I thought your attention was on the open Atlantic and the cruiser. Tomorrow we are flying to Singapore to hear Philomena. Garcia's report meeting, you Shouldn't we take a look at some of their suggestions for entering the Chinese market?"

I raised the laptop in my hand, "Of course I'm watching it, but I just took a moment to read a tweet."

Brandon came back from the phone and reported to me, "Robert asked his traders to buy more than 60 shares of Altera at $36 per share, a total of $2273 million." He frowned, "This amount is a bit Big, I remember you gave him a trading limit of $2500 million."

"Just wait, Robert will not let you and me down." I was full of confidence, "Social networks really change the world."

In just 10 minutes, the Nasdaq stock exchange suspended trading in Altera.Since then, Altera's stock price has soared, all the way up to $39.19.Another 10 minutes later, Roberts called Brandon again and told Brandon that he had sold all Altera shares at a high price of $46, with a total income of $2863 million. The profit after deducting the exercise price was $590 million.

Brandon was stunned at the nearly 30 million he earned in just 600 minutes. He looked at me with admiration, "Is this your birthday present to yourself? How can you get it from a tweet from the Wall Street Journal?" Seeing the clues, how did you do it?"

"Like I said, social networks change the world, so I can't relax for a moment." I light a cigar for myself, Egbert.Bennett gave me a box of Behike cigars at the beginning of this year. Since then, it has become my favorite, and I will light one every time I am lucky in life. Behike is a good thing on the market. It is a commemorative edition launched by the Cohiba Cigar Company for the 40th anniversary. A box of 1.5 euros is currently the most expensive cigar in the world. The rarity of this cigar is not only expensive. The price also lies in the fact that it only distributes [-] boxes worldwide, and I don’t know where Bennett got the precious goods, but it turned out to be cheap for me in the end.

However, although Behike cigars are expensive, I have no embarrassment in accepting this gift. I know very well that the reason why Bennett gave such a heavy gift is to find out whether I have a decision to dilute the stock in my heart. This decision is of great importance to the entire group It had a big impact, on him too, and that's why Bennett wanted to know my thoughts all the more.In fact, no matter what he sent over, I would not tell him that stock dilution is a certainty, because I will never allow anyone to threaten my first controlling interest in my company.

"Brandon, let's have dinner tonight." I said lazily.

"Didn't you say there was no party?" He glanced at me.

"You and me, just the two of us, don't count as a party."

Brandon raised his eyebrows, "This can't be a date, can it?"

"What do you think?" I asked, "I'd love to go on a date with you, would you?"

Brandon snorted. After two years of getting along, he has already understood my character very well - he can only talk and talk, but he doesn't do business.After pouring me a cup of coffee and putting it on the table, he said, "That is to say, boss, you don't even have a friend who can celebrate your birthday with you now, right? Where is Dr. Jonathan?"

"He got a girlfriend," I said, not very happy, "so now he's in Europe."

"Oh, the jealousy of friendship." Brandon nodded. "And Mr. Vesal?"

"Alfonso has no money, he can't fly from Los Angeles to Boston to celebrate my birthday."

My words finally made Brandon laugh out loud. Knowing that it took me a lot of effort to make my secretary curl his mouth, he coughed, "Okay, so where are we going?"

"How about my house?" I suggested, "The chef at Mandarin Oriental brought me very good steaks today, very fresh, if I don't fry them tonight, I will have to put them in the refrigerator until next week , and the day before yesterday I watched Jamie Oliver's 15-minute dinner show on TV, which happened to teach you how to fry steak with onions, I think I can do this job, and I will cook it for you."

"No." Brandon refused without thinking.

"This is an order." I said lightly, and threw him a key by the way, "Secretary, go and drive me. I will wait for you downstairs in 10 minutes."

I brought Brandon home, and since the e-commerce platform has brought me huge profits, I have bought properties in the richest places in Boston.The location is of course Lexington in the Boston metropolitan area. The house is a one-story structure with a private back garden, a well-manicured courtyard, four large bedrooms and three bathrooms. Brandon is also very happy with the house.

"Mr. Field, I like the front yard of your house. It's beautifully manicured." Brandon doesn't call me the boss in private. He likes to call me Mr. Field. Trees can never be so neat."

"You can call me William, Brandon."

"I'm used to it," Brandon said. He went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to find two steaks in the marinade. "Are you really going to do it yourself?"

"Of course." I rolled up my sleeves. "I chop the onion first, and then make some salad. I'm actually good at housework. Although you don't know it, I help Evelyn with a lot of things."

Half an hour later I slapped myself in the mouth, two onions were cut into irregular shapes, and while I silently rubbed my eyes, Brandon handed me a tissue, "Don't you know you have to cut onions under water ?”

"I've never cut an onion." I don't know what I look like now, but I feel the burning pain under my eyes, "You know why you didn't tell me."

"I just checked the search engine." He showed me his phone.

Brandon took over my job of cutting onions. He took off his suit and stood in front of the cutting board in only his shirt and vest. I found an apron from the drawer and tied it on him to prevent him from getting onion juice while cutting. splashed on him.When I was helping him tie his apron, I put my arms around his thin waist, and my heart suddenly moved, "Brandon, your waist is so thin."

"I'll sue you for sexual harassment in the workplace, Mr. Field." He didn't even look up.

"I'm telling the truth." I stepped aside and leaned on the bar to look at him, "I find you are pretty good-looking, Brandon, why didn't I notice it before?"

"Because you only pay attention to how good-looking you are."

Brandon has a head of thick blond hair, a pointed chin, blue eyes, deep-set features, a straight nose, and a perfectly tall, muscular figure. He said it makes no sense for me to only care about my good looks. I'm noticing now What does he look like?

"I also noticed that you're a little shorter than me."

"I'm only 3 centimeters shorter than you, Mr. Field." He retorted quickly, "I'm also 1.8 meters taller. It doesn't make sense. I drank so much milk when I was a child. How could I be taller than you who don't like dairy products at all? short."

I couldn't help laughing at Brandon's words.

In fact, I have long discovered that Brandon doesn’t take me seriously. Although he is always respectful on the surface, in fact he can be said to be the most disrespectful person in the company. Even Christian sometimes seriously calls me My boss, but he yelled, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart.

I looked at him with a smile, and Brandon chose to ignore my eyes the whole time.

It only took him 10 minutes to chop the onions, then he handed me the chopping board and the knife, so I took over and fried these onions in the pan, this time Brandon walked over to my stash of wine In front of the cabinet, "Mr. Field, you have collected a lot of wine... Well, I want to drink your Romani. Conti."

"Damn it, that's my most expensive drink," I grumbled. "Drink it, little bugger, you're my boss."