how i bought the whole world

I circled the days when Gu Anning came to Boston.

After Gu Anning returned to Huaguo, he began to contact me by email every week. I rarely replied to him. Later, this frequency became once a month, once a few months, and even never.I knew that he would be like a fish in water when he returned to the capital, and he would soon forget about me, and it turned out that he was indeed the case.

When he comes to Boston this time, he will come with his friends Tong Zhenghao and Tao Ben. I know these two people. I used to jokingly call Tong Tao two Gu Anning's 'bodyguards', because every time Gu Anning travels, they are like hum The two generals also stood on the left and right sides of Gu Anning. Their fathers were close to each other, and this friendship has also developed in their generation. I am not sure whether Tong Zhenghao and Tao Ben will remember me, but I think if they see me I must have a funny face.

As a result, Brandon dismissed my idea, "No, boss, you have to interview the supplier representative of A&F that day."

"Isn't that what Harvey Parker is going to do? After Philomena left, we promoted him to be the purchasing manager, right?"

"Yes, but you have to see their representatives at least once a year?" Brandon looked at me and shook his fingers. "So no, no."

"Aha!" I put down the pen in my hand, with a happy smile on my face, "Is Brandon jealous? I swear I have nothing to do with that Antonio."

"The trick is no use for me."

"I thought you'd put me on good terms with Mr. Bennet's nephew."

"That was before. At that time, your strength was far inferior to Mr. Bennett in New York. We needed Bennett's financial support for us, but the situation is different now. Your strength has increased. It is Mr. Bennett's turn to please you Already." Brandon answered me with an expression of 'sorry, I'm such a power'.

I couldn't help laughing, "Okay, okay, then please help me arrange a driver to pick them up from the plane, and then find a better house to house them. I will pay the first month's rent, and I will pay the rest. They figured it out on their own."

It's a pity that Brandon didn't intend to let me go. He squinted his eyes and pretended to be thinking, "You seem to have a good house in Newton in the Boston metropolitan area."

His voice draws out a little bit, and there's a slight tone at the end, which makes me look nervous, wait, Brandon doesn't mean that.

Sure enough, he said later, "That house has six bedrooms, four bathrooms, and a site of nearly 4 square meters, which can just accommodate three people, and there is enough space for security, housekeeping and drivers."

"Don't even think about it!" I yelled. "The Newton is mine. I can live wherever I'm in a bad mood. I won't give it up to a bunch of brats."

……

On March 3th, the U.S. government sent troops to Iraq. When the news first came out, there was another wave of panic for the New York stock market, but calm returned within a few days, because people firmly believed that after the U.S. sent troops, it would bring people a pro-Western attitude in the Middle East. The Iraqi government, and the price of oil will also decline steadily. Now many products are inseparable from the contribution of oil, ranging from the small clothing industry to the aerospace military. The stability of oil prices is conducive to the development of the US economy, so the US stock market has generally declined for a few days Then it started to climb slowly again, just like the war in Afghanistan when it first started, but I knew it would not last long, and the impact of the war is never simple.

The U.S. government has always used public opinion to appease the people. They use speeches and various TV advertisements to flaunt their justice. I watched the speeches made by President Bush in the office in recent days, declaring that they will find weapons of mass destruction and end them as soon as possible. The war, I muttered in my mouth, "is not an end."

"What are you worried about, William? You will benefit a lot from this war, right? Didn't you get the stock dividend of Blackwater Company?" Chris said to me.

"I've always had a little bit of a premonition, Chris," I said, "and there's no fun in war money."

At this moment, a person I had forgotten for a long time also appeared in my sight, that is Joshua Smith who was released on bail.Because he suffers from severe diabetes, the U.S. judiciary announced the temporary cancellation of his detention.I'm not surprised at all that he got sick. It's no wonder that Smith's rotten, flashy, luxurious aristocratic life doesn't have diabetes.

He asked me to meet him by name.

I was surprised by this, but vaguely felt normal. Joshua Smith has always paid more attention to me. This can be seen from the fact that he did not forget to call me before he was imprisoned. What kind of psychology wants to see me, but I don't want to let my guard down on him at all. I hastily called Chris and his lawyer team back from Europe and asked them if I should avoid suspicion of Smith at this moment. After all, I was in Smith's The company makes a lot of money there, and I don't want the US fbi to think that I have something tricky with him.

After a lengthy discussion with his team, Chris told me his opinion that I should meet Joshua.Smith, if you don't see him, you will attract people's tongue. What if the other party talks nonsense to the media? You must know that I am a celebrity in the financial circle now. A little rumor about me can attract widespread attention from the American business community, so it is not a good idea to refuse Smith's meeting. s Choice.But Chris also said that he would accompany me to see Smith, and in this case, he must be present to protect my rights from being violated.

Soon me and Joshua.Smith met at a cafe in Manhattan, New York.

I'm not surprised he chose to come back to New York to meet me, after all, New York is where he made his fortune.Smith has been up and down here for decades, and he can't get rid of the shadow of New York. Although he himself has done so many wrong things to New Yorkers, he finally returned to New York and Manhattan.

Of course his appearance has not changed much, he is still short, strong, oh, maybe a little fatter than before, but the shrewd expression on his face is exactly the same as before. It seems that the disaster of prison has not affected Joshua Smith. what effect.

"William!" He laughed when he saw me. "And Chris."

We shook hands with him. "Hello, Mr. Smith."

"You used to call me Uncle Joshua." Smith said to Chris, his tone was full of nostalgia, and he didn't know the truth.But Chris smiled politely, "I'm here with my client, so I still need to be more professional, Mr. Smith."

Joshua Smith moved his eyes to my face, our eyes met in the air for a moment, and neither of us spoke for a while, we are considered old rivals, my fame is accompanied by his loss, although it is not directly related, but he You probably don't like me very much, but there will never be a real opponent in a business where interests are paramount, and we all know this very well.

"It seems to be doing well, William." After a while Smith said, "By the way, you are now Tiffany's favorite."

"I have to thank you for giving me the opportunity."

"Still so eloquent." Smith smiled, "I can't help but feel jealous. I'm just an ordinary salesman in my twenties, but I don't have your skills."

"How about we get down to business?" I'm not interested in such platitudes. "What do you want from me, Mr. Smith."

"It's okay, can I talk to you about the past?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "I turned down a meeting and came to New York, for which I took a two-hour plane and an hour by car, I didn't come to listen to you, Mr. Smith, tell me what's the matter with you. "

"Okay, okay." He said helplessly, "Control your temper a little bit, William, I was here to discuss business with you."

Talk about business?My brow went straight up, I don't think Joshua has any business to do with me, given that he has nothing at the moment, other than a pile of unpaid bills.The U.S. Department of Justice has not forgotten what he did to New York stockholders, and Joshua will spend the rest of his life making money to pay back the losses of those victims.And he can't enter the U.S. stock market again at this moment, everyone knows that he is a liar.

"tell me the story."

"Do you know what I do now?" Joshua stirred his coffee, "I give speeches to these soldiers in the military, and the Bush administration seems to be very interested in my pitch, and they want me to inspire their soldiers, Let them win without fear of death. They want a quick victory, but you know that things like war are not moved by the heart, so my role is very important. I will go to the battlefield together in April, always Watch what's going on there."

A thought suddenly flashed in my mind, but I still acted unmoved, "Does it have anything to do with me?"

"I can sell you information that others don't know about Iraq. You know I can."

"News." I repeated his words. "interesting."

"We celebrities don't say dark words, William," Smith said. "I want money."

"Your money goes to the government, Smith," I reminded him.

"We trade privately. I have an account, which is a charitable account. It is not registered in the FBI. William, if you give me money, I will give you news. A message is worth 100 million dollars."

What a lion, I couldn't help laughing, and I did, "100 million?" I smiled, "What gave you the illusion that I would spend 100 million dollars to buy a news that I can't be sure whether it is true or not ?”

"You invest tens of millions of dollars in the stock market at every turn, William." Joshua Smith remained calm. "One million is a small amount for you. Let's be adventurous."

"Don't even think about it, I will offer up to 5."

"90."

"impossible."

We each bargained for our own interests and refused to budge. Of course, this is how business is done. He opened his mouth and I bargained. Finally, we negotiated a figure that both of us were satisfied with.I hope this meeting with Smith is worth the price of my plane ticket from Boston, or else I'm going to hit some dog in the dark.