American Fortune Life

Upper East Side of Manhattan.

Andy held a steaming white porcelain coffee cup in one hand, and put one hand in the pocket of black slim-fit trousers without any wrinkles. He looked at Central Park in the sunset through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Honey, what do you think of me in this dress?"

A sweet voice came from behind, and Andy turned around with a smile and saw Ivana, who was opening her arms and showing her pink sleeveless high-waist slim pleated dress back and forth. A pair of pink pointed high heels with a seven point heel.

"Noble and elegant, perfectly outlines the proud bust, slender waist, plump and plump tun, she really is the ultimate beauty!" Andy walked up to Ivana with a smile, stretched out a finger to pick up her chin, flirtatiously Molesting the coquettish Yujie.

Ivana stretched out her jade hand to pat off Andy's fingers, gave him a blank look, then raised her jade arm, and thoughtfully helped Andy button up his white shirt, straightened his collar, and picked it up from the sofa beside him. A dark red and black striped tie was put around his neck, and he began to tie it seriously.

"Tonight, Warren Buffett invited us to dinner. Naturally, it should be more formal. I don't know how many people want to meet him. It's hard..."

"Ha——" Andy listened to Ivana's admiration for Warren Buffett, and he laughed casually. To be honest, he was not in New York or Wall Street. He didn't know how much Americans admired Warren Buffett. What makes the world talk about it is the annual auction of "Buffett Lunch".

Duan Yingping, the boss of Bubusheng last year, bought it for $620,000. This Duan Yingping is absolutely awesome. Both OPPP and VIVO mobile phones are from Bubusheng. It is really a monopoly on the streets and alleys. shop.

Ivana's long eyelashes are blinking back and forth like a brush, her beautiful eyes are crescent-shaped with a smile, her bright red lips are pursed, and she looks funny at her little boyfriend who doesn't care about it. She knows her man's heart No matter how tall you are, you can feel Andy's indifference to some "big shots" from his usual speech and behavior. Although he deliberately suppresses his arrogance, he can still make Ivana understand clearly in some inadvertent ways. Feel the arrogance exuding in that bone.

"Mr. Buffett is a respectable man . . . donated $1.9 billion just last year."

Andy admires this a little bit, no matter what his purpose is, Andy himself really can't do this to be honest.

Andy didn't care that Ivana attached so much importance to this dinner, but he was a bit unexpected when he received the invitation to this dinner in the afternoon, but thinking of Warren Buffett as Moody's largest individual shareholder, I understand.

It's nothing more than my two couriers that have played a role.

This is where the power of the media lies. No one can underestimate the power of a weekly magazine with a circulation of 4 million copies. Especially in the storm in the future, no one can be sure what will happen. Once it is targeted, the angry people will And Washington, who wants to find a scapegoat, is definitely happy to see it happen.

After all, Andy's cartoon was given to then Treasury Secretary Henry Paulson by the media in his previous life. It could make the White House Treasury Secretary feel uncomfortable.

It's just that Andy didn't expect Warren Buffett to meet him. The stock god, the old man deified by people all over the world, Andy naturally wouldn't believe the deified reports of some media. To put it bluntly, Warren was a second-generation official since he was a child. He was in charge of $500,000 in investment when he debuted in the 1950s when he was in his twenties.

Buffett is not a simple investor. He is also the maker of news and trends in the world's largest capital market, a big banker in the US financial market, and even more so in the world's financial market.

For the U.S. financial community, it is really necessary to avoid Buffett’s nature as a big banker, magnify his lace news infinitely, and finally create an “American dream” in the capital market.

It is completely understandable for Americans to create myths for the national interests of the United States in order to attract world capital to flow into the United States, or to induce the world to follow the example of the American capital system.

Andy reached out and gently pinned the loose golden hair on both sides of Ivana's cheeks behind her white and soft ears, gently pinched her earlobe, and said with a smile: "You are like a ripe apple , more and more attractive, and now many magazines say that American boys want to date you."

"Heck." Ivana helped Andy fasten his tie, stood on tiptoes, put her arms around his neck, kissed Andy's cheeks and lips with red lips, her beautiful eyes shone with admiration , said softly: "Then are you happy, or unhappy?"

Andy stretched out a big hand to knead Ivana's soft breasts, kissed her pouty red lips, raised his eyebrows, and whispered in her ear: "Actually, they don't know that I'm here with you!" No matter how hard you work on your body, irrigation will make you so bright and attractive, with all kinds of charms, and I will dig hard time and time again to make you familiar from the inside to the outside..."

Ivana's pretty face was flushed all over, and her breath became hot and quick. She could no longer resist Andy's teasing, and her whole pretty face stepped into Andy's neck, clinging to her little man's arms.

"Papa--"

With two crisp sounds and surging waves, Andy's big hand moved away from Ivana's tun. After laughing twice, he said jokingly: "Knead for a while, and we don't have to go to the appointment. Go back to bed and feed yourself."

"It's disgusting!" Ivana let go of Andy's neck and left his arms. She blushed and gave a coquettish cry, and began to straighten the lifted skirt, and looked at her own skirt in front of the mirror. After checking whether there are any wrinkles, he picked up a water-blue handbag, and smiled sweetly, holding Andy's arm who was already in a suit.

"Let's go and see the demeanor of the stock god, hehe." Andy said with a smile on his side and Ivana who looked at him tenderly.

In a restaurant decorated with historical features, listening to beautiful orchestral music, looking at the antique dark red European-style tables and chairs, the white tablecloth is flat without any wrinkles.

"Miss Ivana, you are really amazing. The media say that you two are the prince and princess of New York. You are indeed an enviable couple of young people."

With an indifferent smile on Andy's face, he and Ivana, who was smiling happily and showing white teeth, looked at each other, and Ivana said gracefully, "Thank you for your compliment."

The three of them have been exchanging greetings for almost 20 minutes. Warren Buffett has been observing the young man Andy Smith, and he has not disappointed him. This handsome young man is very calm and doesn't talk much from the beginning to the end. , There is no rhetoric, only good rest and etiquette are displayed, there is no excitement and admiration for seeing a big man, and there is no calm indifference.

On the contrary, Ivana's noble temperament and elegant conversation have played a good role in regulating it. She doesn't look like a nouveau riche at all. After all, Ivana's father is not popular in the upper circles, and he can't control him. No one likes people with their own mouth, especially superficial nouveau riche who like to boast.

After the food was served, Andy just smiled lightly, and looked at Ivana and Warren Buffett, who were smiling sweetly, chatting enthusiastically with soft eyes.

Andy can see that Warren Buffett likes Ivana very much. Of course, this kind of love is the kind of love that the elders see when they are pleasing to the younger generation. Although Warren is also an old hooligan, no matter how hard he is, the old guy is dying. up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Ivana knew that her adhesive task was almost completed, and it was time for the two of them to communicate. She picked up her handbag and stood up gracefully, apologizing to Buffett.

Warren Buffett smiled and held out his hand, "It's okay."

Seeing Ivana's graceful figure go away with a slight smile, Warren Buffett looked at Andy Smith on the opposite side and said, "You have an outstanding and enviable girlfriend."

"Thank you, Ivana's excellence is unquestionable." Andy smiled and nodded in agreement. There was no implicit modesty. So excellent.

"To be honest, I have read your information before. From your experience after you became famous in your teenage years, until now, you have fallen, you have been drunk, you have been dead, you have been quiet, you have recovered, you have risen, and you have climbed all the way. It depends entirely on your personal ability. I understand one thing, you bet all your wealth on the collapse of US real estate, not because you listen to the analysis of think tanks or financial consultants, but because you believe in your own decision, but this has always troubled me, where does your confidence come from? 1 billion US dollars, at the age of 22, it is simply unthinkable."

Warren Buffett didn't go around the corner, but directly expressed his doubts. He didn't think Andy was a blind and arrogant gambler. This young man was calm and mature far beyond his age, with a unique vision and a delicate mind. Killing decisively, JIAN is cold-blooded, it is hard to believe that such a young man would take a risky gamble.

"Maybe I just want to gain huge profits by gambling. With the continuous subtraction of some data, the risk will also increase people's courage and ambition, and I have a good team." Andy's heart turned over. With a blank stare, he is not interested in discussing the inexplicable power or the complexity of human nature with the old fox opposite.

The old man took a deep look at Andy, who had a calm expression, with bright eyes shining with Jing, and said noncommittally, "Maybe."

"Moody's and Standard \u0026 Poor's will not lower the rating of MBS, at least not in the near future, because they cannot oppose the entire Wall Street and even the government. Now everyone has seen a huge storm brewing, and they don't know when it will start to rage. Who And I will not drop bombs in the eye of the storm, because that person will be the first to be torn apart. The first time I saw you, I knew that you understood better than anyone else, and what you did was just for others to see, or even worse. Most of it is to prepare for the future layout and jump out of the quagmire with profits!"

Andy stared at the other party's bright eyes without any waves, smiled slightly, raised the wine glass and gestured to the other party, touched it and took a sip, "Maybe..."