hollywood angel investor

The next afternoon

Yan Ruxin arrived at her duplex apartment in Midtown Manhattan, New York.

The location of the apartment is excellent, and the decoration is simple and elegant.

Looking out of the window, it is a bustling street scene in the central city of New York, with a panoramic view of Central Park.The transportation is also very convenient, and it is less than 10 minutes' drive from the Morgan Stanley where she used to work on Wall Street.

The neighbors upstairs and downstairs in this building include celebrities in the business and political circles, TV and movie stars... elites from all walks of life.

When she lived here, there were various parties held at the neighbors' homes almost every week.

At this time, you will see Manhattan celebrities coming in and out like walking holes, and countless handsome men and women are also wandering in various parties like clocking in at work.

However, since the financial crisis, this building has become much deserted, and many families have had to hang up the sign for sale in the real estate agency.

The enthusiasm of the neighbors to hold a party has also been greatly reduced.

She painted a delicate makeup in front of the mirror, put on an off-white custom-made suit, and left her caramel-colored long curly hair twice behind her head.

She looked around in the mirror, and then...

Then went out again.

"Hello, I made an appointment before, a partner of Miranda Investment." Yan Ruxin looked like a noble Wall Street elite, reserved and indifferent, but her eyes shone with a radical light.

"Please wait a moment, Ms. Mellon... here is your pass, and Ashley will take you to the meeting room."

Yan Ruxin nodded slightly to the receptionist, and followed a young girl dressed as a secretary to the elevator.

Her current location is the headquarters of Goldman Sachs Group.

And the identity she arranged for herself is a partner of Miranda Investment Company.

Why was she able to arrange such a high status for herself?

Naturally, it was because she was able to log into the office mailbox invested by Marcos Miranda.

As for passwords...

Just brush your face.

She went through his e-mails, transcribed another e-mail in strict accordance with his previous e-mail style, and told the contact person at Goldman Sachs that there was another woman named Angela Mellon who was a partner of the company.

Will go to the company in the near future to discuss capital injection and transaction issues.

She also set up an email address for herself with the suffix of Miranda's company email address.

So, there were several email exchanges back and forth, one person playing two roles and a little brainstorming, and she successfully won the trust of the contact person at Goldman Sachs.

"I don't know if Miss Mellon's visit this time, is there any change in the transaction?" The contact person of Goldman Sachs is a middle-aged handsome guy with a greasy hair and a Wall Street look.

Apparently, Goldman Sachs was still suffering from the financial crisis. When he mentioned the changes in the transaction, his expression changed slightly. Of course, if it wasn't for Yan Ruxin's keen observation, ordinary people would not be able to notice it.

"About the transaction... I think my partner is pretty much done with you guys, isn't it?"

"Yes, when Mr. Christie came last Monday, we had already negotiated the total amount of the transaction and some time limits, and finalized the formal signing on the 15th of this month, which is tomorrow."

"I came here this time mainly because I wanted to delay the signing of the contract. I mentioned this in the email before, because my partner has recently encountered an emergency and may not be able to make it tomorrow." Yan Ru's experience After getting the information he wanted, he opened his mouth and said.

The contact person of Goldman Sachs nodded, but he was a little embarrassed: "I also responded to this point in the email. Of course, the signing time can be postponed, but... After all, this is not a small business. To tell you the truth, Goldman Sachs is very happy. There is a shortage of funds to survive this winter of capital, if possible, can Mr. Christie authorize you to sign the contract?"

Yan Ruxin naturally shook her head: "Sorry, I don't think this is possible, I don't have such authority."

"I think Mr. Christie should have explained to you that this transaction is time-sensitive. We have also accepted Mr. Buffett's capital injection and are in close contact with other investment companies and investors. If the delay is too long, I think... maybe there may be changes that are not good for you." The contact person of Goldman Sachs hinted.

"We are clear about this. If conditions permit, we will not ask for an extension. I am here this time to show respect." Yan Ruxin responded.

"Okay then, can we postpone the signing time for another week?" Goldman Sachs' contact said.

"Okay, sorry to bother you."

When Yan Ruxin came out of Goldman Sachs, it seemed that she just did a small matter of delaying the signing, but in fact, she got a lot of clues about Marcos.

Apart from the ticket information, she was completely unable to track down this gentleman who concealed his whereabouts all the time. She came to Goldman Sachs to at least confirm that he had appeared here last Monday.

And where did he go after that?

She went to the garage, pretended that she had lost something, and asked the security guard to call out the surveillance video from last Monday and make a copy.

Originally the security guard didn't agree, but Yan Ruxin secretly slipped some Franklin cards to him, and he reluctantly accepted.

After returning home, she played the videos. These videos were from various angles. It would take a lot of time to search.

But at this time, Yan Ruxin didn't have time to find a professional video analyst, even if she found it, it seemed difficult to explain.

She roughly locked the time slot, and began to look for it with the naked eye.

When she had finished her fourth cup of coffee, the image of Marcos appeared on the big screen.

He walked out of the elevator with a grim face, and walked towards a pure black car. After getting into the car, he was hidden behind the reflective glass. After less than 10 minutes, he drove away.

There seemed to be no surprises during this period.

Yan Ruxin frowned.

What's wrong?

At this moment, she noticed that next to the original parking space of Marcos, another van started to move, and the distance between the front and the back was less than 2 minutes, and then sped away.

She thought about it, and then adjusted the video to the moment when the van next to her drove in.

At this moment, an astonishing scene happened. Several people stepped out of the car, they surrounded Marcos' car, opened the door without much effort, and arranged something on the car.

And a short person got into the car, and the others all went back to the van.

What happened after that was something I had seen before.

These people seem to know Marcos's whereabouts like the back of their hands, and they can also understand his abilities.

They did not leave two or three burly men waiting in the car with their guns raised.

Because according to his level of caution, there are a few more strong men in the car, and he will probably know it in just a moment.

But there was an extremely light and short person in the car, so he couldn't perceive such a subtle change unless he deliberately observed it.

As long as the small person uses some subtle tricks, such as poisoning, smacking, smacking, etc...

Then no matter how powerful Marcos is, it will be difficult to defend against this kind of plot.

How to track the car next, Yan Ruxin has no idea.

She frowned tightly, and for a moment, she didn't know what to do next.

She is just an investor, proficient in mergers, acquisitions, financing, divestitures, restructuring... These business skills, after rebirth, she has acquired genius-level film talent...

She can compete with kidnapping, mercenary organizations, killers... These dangerous words are barely comparable to her marksmanship.

But she never thought that one day, she would use this hidden skill to do something dangerous, it was just a means of self-protection.

In the current situation, she seems to have no way to call the police.

The choice she made at this time is particularly important.

She didn't want to impulsively invest in such an extremely dangerous thing, and then regret it later.

That's not her style.

She is a typical Wall Streeter. Before making any major decisions, she needs to consider the risks involved, predict the worst-case scenario, and then decide whether it is something she can afford.

It was already night when Yan Ruxin thought about it.

She sat on the sofa the whole time, resting her chin, looking ahead without focus.

In the end, she made a decision that even she couldn't believe, but it was reasonable——

She would at least see Marcos safely in front of her.

Maybe she really became emotional...

Or maybe she had unknowingly regarded this man who had fallen from the sky and suddenly appeared in her life as her friend...

She couldn't do it, but she could stand by and watch when she knew he was in danger.

Even though... there was a great chance she would pay dearly for it.

But now she finally understands why there are countless flesh and blood supporting roles and protagonists in the movie. They clearly know that the road ahead is a cliff, but they still don't care about themselves...

Because there are always some moments when you don't care about the visible loss, but just want to do something that you will regret if you don't do it.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly.

The name recorded in the phone's address book is "Master Paranoia".

Yan Ruxin was noncommittal, but still answered the phone.

"Angela, let's go home next week..." The voice of a young man was on the phone, his tone was stiff, and he felt a little embarrassed.

Memories flooded Yan Ru's mind.

"...What's the matter? Brother?" Yan Ruxin replied like this.

The other end of the call was silent for about 5 seconds. Just when Yan Ruxin was about to take down the phone suspiciously to see if the signal was bad, the male voice on the other side responded:

"How are you doing outside by yourself? Dad and Mom saw you on TV and said that you are investing in movies now. Didn't I remember you saying you were going to be a tour guide?"

"I'm fine. I opened an investment company and do business in Hollywood." She explained, and then said, "Can you tell me what to do if you want me to go home? Because I'm a little busy recently, maybe the time will be relatively short." nervous."