American Fortune Life

golf Club.

Andy, Warren Buffett and Hamilton sat under a tent, enjoying the cool breeze, looking at the green eyes, chatting without saying a word.

"At noon, let's have dinner together."

Andy glanced sarcastically at Warren Buffett who invited him to lunch, "Aren't you going to invite me to eat a hamburger again? Or is it a sandwich?"

"Ahem, forget it if you don't like it, I won't force you." After Warren Buffett coughed twice, his expression returned to normal. He glanced at Andy indifferently, picked up the coffee cup and slowly tasted it. .

"You should keep your coupons." Andy sneered and said directly, Buffett is not only incompetent in life, but also known as "stingy".

"If I do something that other people don't like, but I like it, I will be happy. If I do something that other people praise, but I am not satisfied, I will not be happy." Warren Buffett Curling his lips, he shrugged and said, "I only do what I like!"

"I really don't know why you earn so much money? The richest man in the world, tsk tsk!" Andy complained with a smile on his face, and everyone could see his sarcasm.

"I'm going to donate to Gates' fund, Andy, it's not as good as you..."

"You don't come here!" Andy interrupted Warren Buffett with a cold face, and sneered: "How old is Gates, how old are you, I—" Pointing at himself while talking, he continued: "This year only At the age of 24, when I reach your age, I will also donate all of it to my own charity fund! At that time, I will also contribute to human society... "

Warren Buffett and Hamilton rolled their eyes wildly at the same time. If it wasn't for maintaining their demeanor, they would definitely give the shameless Andy a middle finger.

Warren shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't rush to refuse, wait for the three of us to sit down and talk together when we have a chance, I think you will change your mind!"

Andy looked at Warren's inscrutable smile, his expression no longer looked frivolous, and he pondered for a while and said, "I hope!"

At this moment, a burst of Taylor's singing came out. Andy took out his mobile phone from his pocket, looked at it, and was a little surprised. After slightly frowning, he stood up and said to the two, "Sorry, I have a call."

Warren Buffett and Hamilton nodded slightly, looked at the back of Andy who picked up the phone, and vaguely heard the greeting.

"Abu..."

"Roman Abramovich.

’ Hamilton explained to a puzzled Warren Buffett.

"Oh." Warren nodded, looked at Hamilton with a half-smile and said, "You should be careful when you cooperate with him, he is a typical example of interests first."

"He's an American, and the collapse of the American economy doesn't do him any good, like you do, does it?" Hamilton said with a smile.

"He is too young, and he is so smart that people are afraid. The key is that he knows his own shortcomings and made up for this gap very early. Now his think tank has become a company, fully operating only for him. Serving alone, I feel old every time I see him, he's going to be a legend..."

Warren Buffett looked at Andy who was standing in the distance talking and laughing on the phone, and said with some emotion.

"He is already creating a legend. No one would have thought that a street writer who was drunk in a bar in Los Angeles two years ago became the 20th super rich man on the Forbes rich list. One wrong step, this is already a miracle, I don't believe that his think tank helped him do it."

Warren Buffett's eyes flashed with splendor, and he said with a smile: "Genius, now it seems that the media may really be right. He is a master strategist. He has a complete layout in his mind, and then implements it step by step. To have such a big picture at this age is indeed a genius.”

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"... Shet, where are you building yachts? You can't do it. I can understand submarines and helicopters. Why do you install an advanced missile defense system on ships?"

Andy listened to Abramovich introducing his world's largest private yacht on the phone, the 163-meter-long Chelsea, and the things he wanted to equip on the yacht. Andy felt that his nervous insecurity was simply A pi, this Mr. Abu is even more exaggerated.

The ship will include bulletproof glass, underwater cameras and an advanced missile defense system. It will also be equipped with a small hospital with a team of personal doctors and will also have anti-theft windows. . .

The yacht completely becomes a "battleship". The yacht is equipped with two helicopters worth £1 million and an indoor hangar. And 4 dinghies and 20 jet paddles.

I called this time to ask about Andy's submarine and his anti-theft laser system.

"I can't help it. Ever since the radioactive object poisoning incident happened the year before last, I've been targeted by those guys, and I have to guard against..."

Andy shook his head dumbfounded, yes, whoever faced the tough guy who couldn't find another job and could only live as a president would be suspicious and sleepy.

"Then you can directly order a 12-seat submarine. Anyway, your boat is big enough. However, Roman, you don't need to be so nervous. You are no longer just a Russian businessman. No matter who you are, you must take international public opinion into consideration. of."

The relationship between Abu and him has always been good. Although the outside world rumors how arrogant and bad-tempered he is, there are no such problems in Andy's contact with him. Maybe the other party is deliberately pretending, but it is not for Andy. Important, as long as there is no conflict of interest, Andy thinks that Abu is still a good friend.

"Hehe..." Abu's wry smile came from the phone, and then he heard some depressed words from Abu, "Andy, I know all this, but I don't dare to take risks, I can't leave my fate in other people's hands, I should do better It’s better to be more detailed, so as not to leave a gap for the other party, and let them understand that I am always on guard against them here, they have no chance!"

"..." Andy felt a little sympathetic to the billionaire. Thinking of the information he had read, Abu and that tough guy were friends. The governor, frantically throwing money out to build on the barren land, not only gave himself a high number of re-election votes, but also allowed himself to obtain the necessary security protection rights and reputation.

Perhaps it is because of the close relationship with the tough guy that he understands him better, and under the guise of meekness, he transfers as much capital as possible.

"Roman, why don't you set up a security company by yourself. The security consultants you put together from outside are not as good as those you cultivated yourself, what do you think?"

"Thank you Andy, I really appreciate your suggestion, I will start to prepare, by the way, remember to send me the laboratory phone number of that laser system..."

Andy hung up the phone, chuckled and shook his head. It's not easy for anyone. Ordinary people have the troubles of ordinary people, and the super rich have the troubles of the super rich. People like Abu are tired and tired!

Walking back to the table, Andy didn't sit down again, but looked at his watch and said, "It's almost noon, and I still have lunch with my girlfriend, let's go first."

"Let's go together, I'm a little tired too." Warren Buffett also stood up, picked up the baseball cap on the table, put it on, and walked out of the club together.

"When are you going to start implementing the plan for IndyMac Bank?" Hamilton deliberately asked in a low voice, a few steps behind Warren.

Andy smiled slightly, "Of course I will start the plan after Paulson comes back, the Secretary of the Treasury guarantees it, and the Federal Reserve lends me money..."

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Hamilton frowned slightly, looked at Andy with a faint smile, shook his head and said, "I don't believe what you said, it's already started, right?"

Andy shrugged and spread his hands, with an expression that only the devil knows, and said: "Tell our finance minister, it's best not to delay for a long time, my patience is limited!"