American Fortune Life

When Andy walked out of the conference room, many Wall Street executives rushed forward, wanting to know the latest news. One of Lehman's teams was huddled near the door. Rodkin, Lehman's consultant, squeezed in front of Andy.

"Mr. Smith, what happened?"

Andy told them the bad news blankly. "We found banks willing to do the deal, but the British didn't approve it."

Rodkin grabbed Andy's arm and said tremblingly, "No, this is too scary!"

Andy watched Lehman's people rush into the meeting room, surrounded Paulson and Geithner, how to plead and think of another way.

He couldn't help but secretly sighed, but everything was over, and when he saw the people around him finally comprehending this cold reality, Andy could see the despair on their faces. Everyone present fought desperately throughout the weekend, infected by the atmosphere, and Andy even felt a little sad.

Gaia's conference room was full of people, and Andy stood in the chief position, and said to all his think tank members and Liberty City Investment Company: "Everyone, the feast has begun!"

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Excited applause and excited cheers resounded in the entire meeting room, and the moment that everyone was looking forward to finally arrived.

Andy raised his hands and pressed down a few times, quieting the meeting room, and continued: "Luxury cars, mansions, sexy beauties, a lot of beautiful knives, do you want it?"

Andy looked around, looked at the excited faces, raised his arms and pointed out the window, and said in a youhuo tone: "Wall Street has opened the door, go grab it..."

Buzz-wow-

The entire meeting room was once again occupied by excited expressions, excited cheers and thunderous applause. Looking at the enthusiastic expressions one by one, Andy at this moment kept a rare calm in his heart.

Walking out of the conference room in a frenzied atmosphere, Andy brought Alvetrie and Bardstone back to his office with a bright smile on his face, took off his suit, unbuttoned the cuff buttons of his white shirt, and held Sleeve, while laughing: "Thousands of words will never catch up with money and beautiful women can boost morale!"

"hehe..."

Al and Bud shook their heads and laughed at the same time. Not to mention those young people in their twenties, even middle-aged people like them were infected by the previous fanatical atmosphere, and their hearts were full of enthusiasm.

"Get down to business." Andy sat on the boss chair, looked at his right and left arm sharply and said, "In the next three months, we must complete the acquisition of Starbucks and AMC theaters. If there is not enough manpower, go recruit. What Wall Street is lacking most now is commercial and financial talents, no problem?"

"no problem!"

Al and Bardstone replied with serious faces.

"That's good, three months later, I will start to implement the biggest merger and acquisition in this financial crisis!"

Andy's eyes became extremely bright, and Al and Bud couldn't help but looked at each other. They were slightly startled in their hearts, and looked at the young big boss with a serious expression, quietly waiting for the next step.

He took out a folder from the drawer, and Andy handed it to Al. Al took the folder, opened the folder curiously, and looked at the title of the file with Budstone, who leaned over his head.

"Qualcomm?!"

. . . . . .

collapse! Lehman filed for bankruptcy protection on Monday!

"Mr. President, we are going through a financial crisis."

The worrying words came from Ben Bernanke. He is the chairman of the Federal Reserve, with a peaceful personality, facing President Flying Shoes sitting in the Roosevelt Room of the White House. The oil painting above where they sat showed Theodore Roosevelt on horseback, and everyone present knew that America was facing its toughest economic challenge in decades.

Xiao Feixie looked serious, frowned, put his hands crossed on the desk, leaned forward, and said to the speaker phone: "Can you explain why Lehman's situation is different from Bear Stearns'?"

Little Flying Shoes' question made everyone in the Roosevelt Hall change their expressions slightly.

Several people looked at each other, and Treasury Secretary Paulson on the other end of the phone was silent for a while.

"Yes! Mr. President," Paulson replied, "there's no way to save Lehman. Even with the help of other private companies, we still can't find a buyer. We can only do our best to control this situation.

. . . Mr. President, I need to ask Congress for more powers to deal with this crisis. "

"Oh, is that so? Is this the worst crisis since the Great Depression?" Little Flying Shoes' weird tone and questions made the atmosphere in the meeting room even more weird.

"Yes," said Bernanke, who was the first to answer, "in terms of the financial system, we haven't seen anything like it since the 1930s, and it could get worse.

If we do not act, the consequences will be disastrous. It's unfair to use American people's money to stop a disaster they didn't cause, and it's even more unfair to do nothing and let the American people suffer the consequences. "

Bernanke's answer with a serious expression made the choice facing Xiao Feixie very clear, and it also filled him with anger and helplessness: As the president, I want to make this crisis worse than the Great Depression. Is a bad economic catastrophe going to happen?"

Xiao Fei's shoe sank into the water, and after pondering for a moment, he said coldly: "Take action. We have to solve this problem."

After speaking, Xiao Feixie hung up the phone, stood up and left the Roosevelt Hall, walked through the corridor and walked into the Oval Office.

The expressionless old Smith, Ed, the senior adviser to the president, and Dana, the talented and efficient press secretary, followed into the office, when Dana closed the office door.

"boom!"

"These bastards..." Xiao Feixie slapped the table fiercely angrily, gritted his teeth and sneered, "Hehe... facing another great depression! You see, they are forcing Let me choose, be Roosevelt or be Hoover!"

Old Smith squinted his eyes half-closed, with a calm expression, completely ignoring Little Flying Shoes' anger and complaints. He could imagine where President Flying Shoes' anger came from at the moment, the Flying Shoes family and Lehman Brothers The relationship between them is not ordinary intimacy. This time, the Goldman Sachs department used the rules to kill them, so it's strange to be able to calm down.

Thinking of Goldman Sachs, Old Smith's eyes also turned cold. For many years, the US government's preference for Goldman Sachs and Goldman Sachs' infiltration of the White House have made Goldman Sachs not only the leader of Wall Street, but also the leader of the United States to beat competitors and even collapse small and medium-sized economies. body strength tool.

In a sense, Goldman Sachs is a microcosm of the unparalleled financial power of the United States in the world. It is one of the few top companies that cannot go bankrupt during the most difficult period of the American financial industry. The financial reform bill, no matter who is in the White House, should be afraid of Goldman Sachs three points.

"Since Paulson has a comprehensive plan, let him handle it. Once Lehman declares bankruptcy on Monday, I believe the world's stock markets will plunge. Empty mechanism, Ed, can it be announced before the market opens tomorrow?"

Old Smith's sudden opening made the three people in the Oval Office startled, including President Xiao Feixie. Senior adviser Ed's eyes shone sharply. After glancing at the President, he said, "Tonight It should be no problem to work overtime!"

Xiao Feixie also calmed down the anger in his heart at this moment. Hearing Old Smith's words, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "I want people to go to my house to work overtime. I want to sign as soon as possible!"

"The moral immunity that Paulson wants..." Xiao Feixie, who finally felt that he could teach the group of vampires a lesson, looked at Old Smith with scorching eyes.

"When he took over as Minister of Finance, didn't he claim to uphold higher moral standards than his predecessor, not only sold all his shares in Goldman Sachs, but also stated that he would avoid close contact with Goldman Sachs management during his tenure..."

Old Smith just looked at President Xiao Feixie, and asked indifferently, causing the corners of Xiaofei Xie's mouth to curl up slightly, while the senior adviser to the president at the side lowered his head, sending text messages on his blackberry mobile phone with fast fingers, contacting his The corner of the subordinate's mouth twitched and changed involuntarily, and he looked like he was holding back a smile.