American Fortune Life

Warren Buffett's pupils shrank, and he saw indifference and a hint of destructive madness in Andy's eyes. He was a little uncertain, not sure whether the smart young man in front of him would take the risk to stir up the storm.

"The real estate market is the most emotional market because for most Americans, real estate is their most valuable possession, and it's their investment for retirement.

The continued decline in house prices made the Americans who were excited to buy houses at a high price "caught"; then they were also caught by American mortgage companies, especially the risky subprime mortgage finance companies.

Throughout 2006, subprime loans in the United States reached 640 billion US dollars, about twice that of three years ago. Subprime mortgages accounted for 20% of the total size of the national housing loan market in the United States. valued at $1 trillion.

Bubbles always burst. 13% of subprime loans have formed bad debts. 2.2 million Americans will lose their money, a large number of middle-class people will be wiped out, and more people will be displaced. When the pain continues to stimulate the nerves of Americans, people can't help but ask, why? Whose fault is this? Who should we hold accountable? "

Andy elegantly cut the fresh and tender veal with a knife and fork, and put the beef into his mouth with a shiny stainless steel fork. He lowered his head and cut carefully, while explaining in a magnetic voice.

He didn't care that a lot of what he said was playing tricks in front of Warren Buffett. When he raised his head, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a mouth of white teeth, and asked three questions in a row, a chill flashed in Buffett's eyes, not aimed at Andy. Instead, he was worried by the tragic scene depicted in Andy's determined tone. After all, he had experienced this kind of crisis more than once or twice.

Warren Buffett, as the stock god of Wall Street, for him, money is now more of a point of life value. He can donate 99% of his assets, which shows that he has no personal consciousness at this age. The concept of money is more about giving back to the society and the people.

"When the whole world is pretending to be asleep, it seems that only you are asleep. At this time, you may even doubt an obvious answer, doubt yourself..." Andy put down the knife and fork, and wiped it with a clean white napkin Lips, self-deprecatingly pulling the corners of his mouth and laughing.

"For me, this is a gamble worth tens of billions. I am only 22 years old. I have a long and beautiful life to experience and enjoy. This requires capital, so don't doubt my determination. I don't care about Wall Street friendships. That's all bullshit, when did Wall Street have friendship, some are just benefits, let's weather the storm first!"

Andy has never underestimated Warren Buffett. His displeasure is that Warren takes himself too seriously, and wants to dispel Andy's plan involving tens of billions of dollars. How is this possible.

Warren Buffett was silent,

With such great interests involved, no one would give up lightly. He looked at Andy's clear and calm eyes and chuckled.

"Is Morgan Stanley's VAM agreement interested in selling? You know, many people are interested in the CDs in your hands."

Andy's eyes lit up involuntarily, he picked up the wine glass as a gesture, clinked the glass with Warren's smile and took a sip.

"To be honest, Morgan's people have already contacted my people, and they also have plans to redeem them, but, you know, there will always be people with illusions until the guillotine falls."

"Yeah, I think Morgan Stanley will be very nervous about me suddenly inviting you to dinner, no matter when I or my friends are able to accept the agreement in your hand, I think they will sleep all night, What do you think?" Although Warren Buffett didn't know why Andy was in a hurry to sell his chips, he found an opportunity for the two to exchange interests for the first time throughout the night.

"I prefer a down-to-earth industry. I can see and feel it, which makes me feel safe. Numbers don't appeal to me at all. This crisis is an excellent opportunity."

"With competitors, there will be pressure! Then, we have reached a consensus." Buffett said with a gentle smile on his face, without rushing.

"Cheers." Andy smiled brightly, raised his red wine glass to touch Warren, and made a crisp sound.

"cheers."

Crackling high-heeled shoes stepped on the marble floor, from far to near, Ivana walked back with a sweet smile on her face, and seeing her boyfriend and Buffett talking and laughing, she knew that the two parties should have reached some consensus agreement.

"It's really enviable to see you young couple. Next week, there will be a dinner hosted by major Wall Street investment banks and banks. I sincerely invite you two to attend."

Warren Buffett smiled and looked at Ivana and Andy on the opposite side, and extended the invitation.

Ivana smiled like a flower, and looked sideways at Andy. Andy blinked and nodded with a smile. Ivana's red lips parted slightly, revealing her white teeth, and said with a happy smile: "Thank you It is an honor to be invited.”

In the following time, the atmosphere was very harmonious. Warren Buffett seemed to really like Ivana very much. Ivana's charm is indeed fatal to men, with elegant conversation, vivid expressions, sweet voice, and body movements. Rich, quick thinking, very eloquent, can make people attracted unconsciously, quietly listening to her explain her point of view, this is the charm.

After dinner, when the three walked out of the restaurant, the paparazzi who were chasing Andy and Ivana raised their cameras and began to take pictures that surprised them very much.

Frequent flashes lit up the front of the restaurant. The three of them didn't care about the paparazzi's shots. Warren Buffett shook hands with Andy respectively, hugged Ivana, and got into the Mercedes-Benz after the bodyguard opened the door. in the car.

The car drove away, and Andy held Ivana's little hand, looked at each other and smiled, ignored the paparazzi's noise, got in the car one by one and left.

"You are so charming tonight, even Warren is fascinated by you." Andy said jokingly, stroking Ivana's back in his arms.

Ivana nestled in Andy's arms, with a slightly drunken blush on her pretty face, her blurred eyes were slightly closed, and she sniffed Andy's breath like a puppy, ignoring Andy's teasing at all.

Andy felt that his handle was being teased by Ivana in his arms, rolled his eyes, and reached out to grab the jade hand that was groping, knowing that she was a little drunk, watching her smirking and looking up at her pretty face Looking at himself, Andy shook his head and laughed, lowered his head and kissed her red lips, with a faint smell of red wine.

"Why, do you want to try it in the car?" Andy let go of his red lips, licked her red lips with his tongue, pressed his forehead against hers, and said with a smirk.

Ivana smiled charmingly, wrapped her arms around his bear waist tightly, put her face in his arms, and rubbed her face comfortably, and said in a beautiful voice, "This is not a good idea... giggling, I'm going to be up there tonight! I'm going to be a conqueror!"

Andy smiled and patted Ivana's back. He could understand his girlfriend's excitement. Some people say power is the best! medicine.

And since Ivana was with Andy, she was led by Andy to open the doors leading to the highest level. Some people from the upper level of the pyramid who were previously inaccessible kept appearing in her life, and The attention and popularity she has received is undoubtedly an unimaginable satisfaction for a strong woman who has always wanted to break through the upper barriers.

She is very clear that although her family is rich, what they get in the real upper class is only contempt and ridicule. This is a matter of background, and it has something to do with her father's personality.

In fact, this is also human nature. When anyone reaches a certain level, the less they have, the more they want to pursue and care about something. It is often said that only three generations can produce a nobleman, and this sentence really makes sense.

The first generation worked desperately to earn money and became local tyrants, while the second generation spent money desperately to prodigal. If they didn’t lose everything, they matured and realized what they lacked, and then began to cultivate the next generation. The third generation was born with a golden spoon in their mouths. What they pursue is no longer money that is worthless to them, but self-cultivation, demeanor and spirit.

The car stopped in front of the apartment building, and Andy quickly walked into the building with his arms around Ivana, who was smiling charmingly and waving at the paparazzi. After entering the elevator, Andy snapped a picture of Ivana's tun in annoyance.

Ivana smiled coquettishly and wrapped her arms around Andy's neck, pouting her red lips and kissing Andy Suo, just like that, she returned home with passionate kisses from time to time.

As soon as she entered the bedroom, Ivana, who was in Andy's arms, pushed him down on the bed, and then stretched out her coquettish hand to spread out the long blonde hair, and the pink dress slowly slipped off her body.

Andy held the back of his head with his hands, admiring the beauty in front of him. The perfect white sexy body was fascinating.

Kicked off the high heels, climbed onto the bed, bent down to help little Andy take a shower, and then got on the horse without any hesitation, without any hindrance.

The swan-like pink neck was raised high, and after a beautiful neigh, the horse began to gallop. . .

After an unknown amount of time, the bedroom, which was lit only by a dim yellow desk lamp, returned to silence. Andy leaned sideways and supported his head with his left hand. He stretched out his right hand and gently brushed away the golden hair stuck to Ivana's ruddy face by sweat. Looking at her sweet sleeping face with a smile and satisfaction, he couldn't help but smile.

"You're so willful, Yujie. She's already eating enough... Now I'm fine, I'm going to sleep directly. Hey, I don't need to take a shower."

Andy dotingly helped her brush her hair away, covered her with the quilt, got out of bed by herself, walked into the bathroom, and came back with a hot towel in a short while, and carefully wiped her face and body .

In a daze, Ivana opened her sleepy eyes and saw Andy's caring, smiled sweetly, and continued to close her eyes and fell asleep. Maybe it was because she drank a little too much red wine, or maybe it was because the previous exercise was too intense. Dizzy and tired.