American Fortune Life

The genius remembers the address of this site in a second: (Apex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! "How is it, what did he say?"

Frowning and hanging up the phone, Renault heard the inquiry, looked at the two major shareholders sitting opposite his desk, and shook his head helplessly.

"His tone is very firm, 4.2 billion US dollars, not a single dollar will be added. He said that as the financial crisis spread to the real economy, the real estate industry, manufacturing industry and service industry in the United States have all shrunk severely, the number of unemployed people has soared, and the economic recession is on the rise. The magnitude and speed may far exceed market expectations. The credit crisis has expanded from residential housing credit to commercial real estate.

If we disagree, he will use the money to invest in other projects. Also, for several consecutive trading days, financial stocks that were once stable have once again become the leading decliners in the stock markets of various countries, and the major banks are also struggling. To survive, cash is needed everywhere, so much money is enough for him to acquire some high-quality assets. . . "

Hearing Jean Renault's words, the two major shareholders also frowned. To be honest, the financial turmoil this time hit the wealthy class the hardest. After all, the stock market plummeted, bank credit tightened, and investment portfolios suffered heavy losses. The value is cut in half, and almost no one can escape the plight of shrinking wealth.

"What do you think?"

Reynolds reached out and hammered his frowning brows, and said with a helpless wry smile: "Tomorrow is another day, if we don't agree to the deal, we will face another sharp drop in the company's shares, which has fallen for 8 trading days in a row. Now, although the drop is not much each time, it is still 14%, you think, will he use this to short us?"

"It will definitely." One of the major shareholders said with a gloomy face, "I heard some news. In London, his subordinates have been shorting Barclays Bank scatteredly. The shorting in the United States is even more crazy. Goldman Sachs, Citigroup, There are no financial institutions such as MG Chase that they are afraid to do, and their greed is simply crazy."

"No way, who made him have money, 40 billion US dollars, damn it, what is the price of gold now?"

Jean Renault cursed with the same livid face, then looked at his secretary and asked.

"$821 an ounce."

. . . . . .

Reynolds and the two major shareholders looked at each other, and couldn't help shaking their heads and smiling bitterly at the same time. The whole world knows that Andy Smith entered the market when gold was at $710. Up to now, the first batch of gold he bought has risen by more than one hundred dollars. Now, it seems that making money from him has become an extremely simple matter.

The gap. . . Jealousy!

"Let's meet him." The big-nosed old man with thinning white hair finally made up his mind. After all, keeping the 20% shares in his hands is really useless, and it will drag down the company's stock price.

"Where is he? This morning's newspaper said that he brought our beloved and Italian national treasure to appear in a three-star Michelin in Italy. Among other things, this kid is really romantic and enviable."

"Hehe, indeed, but it's too exaggerated, the age gap is huge, it's really..."

"What's the matter? That's Sophie Marceau and Monica Bellucci. Which man in France doesn't want them? Don't say you haven't run into trouble with Sophie!"

The corner of the white-haired old man's mouth was upturned, revealing a teasing smile, he stabbed the two people's hearts with a knife, making the two people, including Jean Renault, laugh twice with embarrassment.

. . . . . .

In the car driving out of the airport.

"Okay, stop making trouble, Sophie, are you going back to the hotel with us or go home?" Monica looked at Sophie who was embracing Andy's head and letting him slap her proudly. I am completely convinced of this pair of dogs and men who are never tired of it.

"Let's go back to the hotel together..." Andy looked up and said first, and then continued to play the hungry little BABY.

With a charming smile on Sophie's ruddy face, she looked at Monica and joked, "Why, it's only been a day,

Don't want to share with me? "

Monica said with a disdainful expression on her cold face, "I won't be able to control my lust."

"Heck..." Sophie pushed Andy's head away with some discomfort, and then held Andy's face in her hands. After getting wet, she began to arrange her clothes, and then smiled and said to Andy: "I You and Monica must first show up in front of the media, otherwise, the scandal about Monica and I having a threesome with you will definitely be 'fabricated' by the unscrupulous media."

Monica glanced at Sophie, then took out her mobile phone to find out the number of the female director, then dialed it, and quickly agreed on the location and time. Andy, on the other hand, looked helplessly at the tacit cooperation between the two big women. Could it be possible to increase the tacit understanding by eating carrots together?

But Andy also knows that the concerns of these two people, after all, once the scandal comes out, it will have a great negative impact on the reputation of the two of them. In any case, the chaotic relationship between the three of them has never been In a way, it's also a bit sensational.

On a road not far from the Louvre, the convoy stopped, and the bodyguards opened the car door. After Sophie and Monica, who were wearing sunglasses, got out of the car one after another, Andy ordered two bodyguards to follow them for protection. Watching them talking and laughing across the road, they found a table outside a cafe called Le Fumoir and sat down. Seeing the excited expression of the waiter and the smiling faces of the two goddesses, he couldn't help but smile.

"Let's go back to the hotel."

In the royal suite of the Four Seasons Hotel, the little assistant was yawning in a nightgown, and came out of the restaurant with a glass of fresh juice in a lazy look. He happened to meet Andy who walked in, and Andy looked at him. Li, "You just woke up? What did you do last night?"

"After drinking some wine, I went to experience the top SPA. Boss, you should also try it. The massage technique is very unique. It was inspired by the Tibetan meditation techniques of the Celestial Dynasty, and the essence oil is also very good. It’s great, it’s effective, and it brings people a unique sensory experience. When I came back, I woke up until dawn..." The little assistant hurriedly put down the cup, walked to Andy, helped him take off the windbreaker and suit, with a sweet smile on his face. Laughing, chatteringly introduced.

The corner of Andy's mouth twitched a few times. After looking up and down, he said angrily: "It's still dawn, and it's already 10 o'clock. Hurry up and clean up, someone will come over later."

Ignoring the cute little assistant who threw up her head and unbuttoned her shirt, she walked into the bedroom and prepared to change clothes. She looked at the dozens of bags on the carpet in the bedroom and several new sets scattered on Daiso. Underwear and fashion, Andy's face also twitched a few times, damn, she is really on a shopping vacation!

"Ahem, I'll clean it up right away..." The little assistant who followed behind looked at the messy Daiso, and hurriedly smiled and twisted his slender waist, pouted Buttocks and began to stuff all the clothes into the bags in random rolls without hesitation.

"Snapped!"

When passing by, Andy stretched out his hand and slapped him. He saw the little assistant blinking back with watery almond eyes, biting the corner of his chun, as if he thought he was going to do something, and shook the Buttocks twice, which made him dumbfounded He said: "Don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame your knowledge is too classic, you can't hold back and hit it!"

Tori looked disappointedly at the big devil who walked into the cloakroom, muttering to himself with a gloomy face, and quickly packed up the shopping spoils, then walked quickly into the bathroom and began to wash.

"Boss, coffee."

Andy looked up, then took the coffee from the little assistant, blew on the hot air, took a sip, put down the latest briefing in his hand, looked at the six people sitting in two rows of the conference table and said: " Then the purpose of your calling from London is to deal with the transaction with Vivendi, and you will go back to Vivendi for the final negotiation in the afternoon. This transaction is basically all right, Paul, the loan from the bank Are the documents ready?"

"It's ready, the bank's funds are already in place, you can sign at any time, and the money will be transferred as soon as possible." Paul Haier, deputy director of the credit department of Yingtai Bank, replied hastily.