American Fortune Life

In the early morning of the next day, the entire sky in Los Angeles was gray, brown and black clouds crowded in the air, the wind brought rain and knocked on the windows of the hotel suite, and the rainwater slid down the glass and gathered into a stream rushing.

In the presidential suite with the curtains closed, it looked extremely dim. The TV in the living room was turned on with only the picture and no sound. There were three empty red wine bottles, four goblets and a few pieces of black truffle chocolate left on the table. of two plates.

On the carpet were a few crooked and scattered high-heeled shoes and socks hanging on the armrest of the sofa, and the clothes were scattered all over the floor until the closed bedroom door. . .

In the bedroom with a moderate temperature, there was a mixture of alcoholic perfume and strong truffle smell. On the messy Daiso, eight feet were scattered and exposed outside the quilt.

"Hmm~"

The numbness of his arms made Andy frown and slowly open his sleepy eyes, grinning and carefully removed his right arm from under Sun Yezhen's neck. Sun Yizhen hummed lightly, turned over and continued to sleep soundly. A burst of sourness made Andy grin bitterly again, and moved his wrists a few times.

Looking down at the sleeping Han Jiaren who was completely entangled in his arms, occupying half of her body, Andy stroked her bare back with his numb left hand. He really liked the beautiful Han Jiaren too much.

Beautiful and beautiful, beautiful and stupid! Especially when playing games, it is so much fun! Cute and funny, every word and smile is awesome!

Andy carefully put Han Jiaren in his arms on the pillow, sat up slowly, moved his legs out of the quilt, climbed to the end of the wound, got off the wound, looked at the three who were still sleeping soundly, raised his eyebrows, With a smug smile on his face, he stretched his body, walked out of the bedroom and closed the door behind him, walked into the bathroom, and began to wash off the remaining 'smoke' on his body.

Andy, who was wearing a bathrobe, shook the water droplets from his hair, walked out of the bathroom, wiped his hair with a towel, walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down, reached for the remote control, increased the volume, and switched to NBC's financial reports.

On January 2, 2009, the first opening day of the US stock market, the TV screen was full of jumping green numbers, a good start!

"...Due to the conflict between Palestine and Israel, investors are worried about the interruption of oil supply in the Middle East. The price of international crude oil futures continued to rise in the New York market today. Therefore, Exxon Mobil, the world's largest oil company, and the second largest oil company in the United States Snow Folong led the energy sector.

In addition, the US Treasury Department announced on the evening of the 31st that it has provided General Motors with the first emergency loan totaling US$4 billion. The market hopes that the funds, as the first step in the government's $17.4 billion rescue plan for the auto industry, will help GM avoid bankruptcy. Shares of GM rose 5% after the opening bell.

Although the US Institute for Supply Management reported on the same day that the US manufacturing index fell to a 28-year low in December and was lower than Wall Street's previous expectations, the market's reaction to this was muted. . . "

"Sir, your coffee."

"thanks."

Andy smiled and said to the smiling suite housekeeper, reaching out to take the coffee cup.

"This is today's newspaper. If you need anything, please do not hesitate to ask me to serve you at any time."

The housekeeper in the OL suit smiled sweetly and bowed slightly. With Andy smiling and nodding, she turned and left.

After taking a sip of coffee, he picked up the stack of newspapers and periodicals on the table, and glanced at the headlines one by one.

"The world's most failed investment ranking in 2008, stock gods cannot escape the crisis nightmare!"

Andy looked at the front page of the cover of "Business Week", which had been acquired by his own Bloomberg News Corporation, and frowned slightly. After taking a sip of coffee, he put down the coffee cup and started to look through it.

"Fuck, even my boss didn't let go..."

The corners of Andy's mouth twitched. Looking at the content of the report, Buffett was selected among the 25 worst investments in the world in 2008. As the new boss of "Business Weekly", Andy himself invested in regional banks, newspapers, etc. companies and real estate,

As well as clothing companies and investing in emerging markets, all five of them accounted for the worst investment projects, so they were naturally named.

It has to be said that 2008 was an extraordinary year for global investors. Over the past year, almost all investors have endured the merciless punishment of the market.

It is precisely because of the huge losses in the past year that many investment masters have fallen from their horses and become the so-called "deep lockups". Even the world's stock god Warren Buffett cannot escape this tragic fate, and his losses have reached tens of billions of dollars.

Well, Andy couldn't help but laugh when his newspapers reported that he rejected the investment project. In fact, it's no wonder the editors of "Business Week" complained about him. After all, the assets of newspaper companies have shrunk and gone downhill. If it is, it is indeed a very bad investment project, but what Andy wants is the right to speak and influence.

Although the financial crisis started in the United States, other stock markets around the world were also affected and suffered heavy losses in the context of a sluggish economic environment. The hardest hit are those markets that have not yet been fully developed, including China and Russia. While emerging markets do not appear to have caused the current financial crisis, investments in emerging markets have been hit harder than other asset classes.

No matter how many trillions, to put it bluntly, it is still printing money. . . Say a thousand words and ten thousand words, some things, whoever is uncomfortable will know!

At 9 o'clock in the morning, the four of them got together and had 'breakfast'. After a frank exchange, the atmosphere of the four of them got along without any sense of incongruity. Of course, the problem still mainly lies with Han Jiaren.

After all, she is a beautiful girl, at this time she has accepted the status quo, especially the chaos last night, which broke through her psychological bottom line, and when she is powerless to resist, she can only accept the reality, although she still feels shy.

The fair and pretty face was extremely rosy, and Han Jiaren sat in Andy's arms with chubby eyes, holding her fork to feed Andy shyly. Andy held her waist, with a smile on her face. With a cheerful smile, he said to Son Yejin and Han Chaeyoung, who were equally charming on the left and right, "I know, what is the best thing to do when there is a rare heavy rain in Los Angeles?"

"stay at home."

"Don't go out."

Sun Yezhen gave Andy a charming white look, listened to Han Caiying and Han Jiaren's answers, saw Andy smirking and bullying Han Jiaren in his arms, and said with a sneer: "If it was you, you should stay out of the house all day and stay in the house." Create it!"

"Haha, you really have a good heart..." Andy smiled triumphantly, and kissed Han Jiaren's cheek, who was already pretty and flushed.

Seeing Han Jiaren almost retracting into Andy's arms, giving him a docile look of giving and taking, Son Yezhen complained angrily: "To be honest, I really can't imagine, to such a wild bastard like you , how could it be so successful?"

"Haha, I'm a genius, don't you think so?" Andy smiled and stretched out his hand to support the shy Han Jiaren's chin, looking at her iconic charming nose, and asked with raised eyebrows.

"Ok."

"Haha, what a sweetheart, give me a kiss."

Han Caiying smiled and said with a pair of foxy eyes: "Mental laborers rule people, and manual laborers are ruled by others."

"Haha, Mencius said, those who work hard govern others, those who work hard govern others, those who govern others eat people, and those who govern others eat others. Those who are ruled by others must support others, and those who manage others are supported by others." Ann Di smiled and said, looking at Sun Yezhen continued to laugh: "The reason why I succeed is because I can control people! Don't you know my level of control best!"

"Pooh!"

Sun Yizhen's pretty face flushed slightly, she buried her head in her meal, and stopped talking to the bastard who couldn't do without those things.

After breakfast, it was raining less and less slowly outside, and Andy didn't really want to nestle on Chuang, and continued to gossip. Instead, after saying goodbye to the three of them, he took a helicopter and flew to the headquarters of Yingtai Bank.

A joke is just a joke, and a career is the foundation of the world.

In the chairman's office of Yingtai Bank, Andy was listening to reports from the CEO Stephen Nuby, the COO Chief Operating Officer, and the CFO Chief Financial Officer.

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