American Fortune Life

Snapped.

Andy clicked the mouse, turned off the video, and explained the investment layout of Rabbit Country clearly. In any case, he would not miss the economic benefits brought by Rabbit Country's world-leading growth rate.

"Okay, dear, it's ten o'clock, we need to rest..."

After Andy finished his work, he began to become dishonest, and disturbed Ivana who was still working.

He hugged Ivana from behind, pressed his chin on her shoulder, and shook his body slightly, almost acting like a baby.

Ivana gave a helpless wry smile, turned her head and kissed Andy on the face, and said, "You go first, I'll finish reading it right away, and there is only one last bit of work left, good boy."

Andy whispered a few words in Ivana's ear, which made Ivana's fair and pretty face turn reddish immediately, biting the corner of her mouth with her white teeth, and patting Andy tenderly.

"Then it's settled, I'll wait for you." After saying that, Andy raised his eyebrows proudly, let go of Ivana, turned around and walked back to the bed, threw off the blanket, and lay on the bed stretched out.

Ivana was provoked by Andy's words and still wanted to read on. She angrily threw away the pen in her hand, stood up from her seat, turned off the bright art chandelier, and angrily looked at the bed and waited. Her boyfriend, holding his hands high, gathered his loose golden hair together and tied it into a ponytail, and said coquettishly, "Can't you let me rest for a day?"

"Hehe, this is for your own good. It is of great benefit to the exercise of facial muscles..."

"Pooh!"

Ivana rolled her eyes coquettishly, and spat lightly angrily, there was really nothing she could do about her boyfriend's shamelessness.

. . . . . .

Yesterday was still covered with dark clouds and heavy rain. After the pattering rainy night last night, the new day has cleared up and the sun is shining. Everything that has been washed by the heavy rain has become so clear, even the air is so clear. fresh.

Ivana, lying in Andy's arms, trembled a few times with her slender eyelashes, and slowly opened her sleepy eyes.

"Good morning, dear."

"Good morning..." Ivana heard that her voice was slightly hoarse, and she couldn't help beating Andy lightly, but she still raised her head and kissed Andy lightly.

"cough cough,

You are not, why is it my fault again, it is all my fault. . . "

Andy wanted to get tired of it for a while, but Ivana got up straight away, turned her head angrily and confessed to her cheap and good-looking boyfriend, lifted the blanket, picked up the nightgown on the floor and put it on, "Hurry up, let's go for a run. "

Andy and Ivana jogged side by side in Central Park.

"We had lunch together at noon and made appointments with several yacht companies and aircraft companies in the afternoon. It is best to determine which company will take over as soon as possible, so that the designer can design the exterior and interior facilities of the yacht according to our requirements."

"Huh - what about the plane?" Ivana asked with a coquettish smile while running forward while turning her head to look at her boyfriend beside her.

"According to the basis that the bigger the safety factor, I only notified the three manufacturers of Airbus, Boeing and Gulfstream, and they all have rich experience in private jet transformation."

Ivana has a thorough understanding of her boyfriend's safety awareness, and complained angrily, "Why don't you just buy an Air Force One!"

"Bingo, I didn't expect that you and I think the same..."

Ivana stopped running a little stunned, parted her red lips, finally looked at her boyfriend who was still standing still, waved her hand completely defeated, and said, "Do whatever you want, my dad's Boeing 757 is not bad ..."

"Well, the Airbus A380 is too big, and the requirements for the airport are too high, but the space can fully meet the transformation requirements. The desert tycoon Waleed bought the Airbus 380."

"The sky palace..."

The morning run of the two was spent discussing how to design the extravagant air toy.

Fifty-eighth floor of the Newsweek Building.

Andy walked into the office, threw the suit jacket to the little assistant beside him, unbuttoned the cuffs, rolled up the sleeves of the white shirt, walked to the desk, sat on the boss chair, took a sip of coffee, Satisfied, he smacked his lips and said, "It seems that your class is not in vain. I like the taste of coffee very much."

After hanging up his clothes, Tori, who was holding a black folder, showed a happy smile on his fair and pretty face, stood gracefully beside Andy, opened the folder and said, "Boss, in fifteen minutes, Alvitre Sir will come to report to you, and in an hour, Mr. Pete Kaplan, editor-in-chief of the "Observer" newspaper..."

Andy couldn't help curling his lips when he heard the densely arranged work schedule. With more and more companies, this kind of thing is unavoidable. Although he can leave professional matters to professional managers and think tanks However, as a boss, he cannot be out of touch with the management of each company.

"New York Governor Pilzer sent you an invitation letter, inviting you to attend a reception the day after tomorrow..."

"Ha~ is that Wall Street defender, Mr. Lian Jie, the moral crusader touted by "Time", the governor?" Andy's sneer at the corner of his mouth and the obvious sarcasm in his tone made the little assistant stunned.

"Yes. I have asked. Most of the people invited to this reception are Wall Street executives and bosses. The theme of the reception should be about the financial supervision of Wall Street."

"Oh?" Andy looked at the little assistant in surprise. He didn't expect that the ornamental flowers that he cultivated and irrigated so hard could do the work to such an extent. Satisfied, well, I understand, keep working hard, I will reward you well, such as delicious lollipops..."

Tori couldn't help but her pretty face flushed slightly, her eyes were full of mist, and she cast a coquettish white glance at the unscrupulous big devil, and walked out of the office quickly with her slender and graceful waist twisting.

"Ha ha..."

Andy chuckled twice, took a sip of coffee, picked up the briefing on the table, and began to inspect the operation of all his assets.

. . . . . .

"That is to say, I spent a total of 40 million during this period..." Andy looked at the bill Al handed him, and slammed his mouth.

"Yes, boss, except for the initial five million employee bonuses and Miss Taylor Swift's Ferrari, all the other money came from the accounts of several companies registered in the Cayman Islands." Al added. road.

"OK! I think I still need a yacht and a private jet, about 250 million to 300 million dollars." Andy handed the bill back to Al, not feeling heartbroken, after all, it was a gift for his wife.

"At present, the impact of subprime mortgages in the market has begun to ferment. Bear Stearns is dismantling funds everywhere, hoping to keep the two funds. However, because of panic, a large number of investors began to withdraw funds continuously. The collapse of the two funds is just It is a matter of time. This will be a clear signal. At that time, the rating agencies will no longer be able to hide it, and can only lower their ratings. We can cash out the two CDO insurances of Deutsche Bank and Goldman Sachs, and Goldman Sachs will pay us 489 million In US dollars, Deutsche Bank will pay us US$978 million, and your personal net worth, boss, will reach US$6 billion."

"Wow——" Andy couldn't help trembling when he heard this number, his face was uncontrollably happy, and he smiled uncontrollably: "Let's not think about repaying the loan from the Bank of America." Anyway, they want me to borrow more money from them, they are more anxious than us about the acquisition of Marvel, they call every day, hoping that I will sign as soon as possible, so that they can transfer the money to my account."

"Hehe, it seems that they also hope to earn interest one day at a time. After all, Bank of America also has a lot of subprime loan projects in its investment portfolio. They have tasted the sweetness of these few cooperations. The most important thing is you, the boss. You have never failed, and anyone who reads your plans for the future of Marvel will not doubt that this will be another huge entertainment empire."

Andy suppressed his self-satisfied pride, shook his head slightly and smiled, pretending to be noncommittal and modest, took out two cigars from the wooden box on the desk, threw one to Al, and looked at Al on the opposite side. Lighting the cigar in his hand with a match, he said, "So, what is Marvel's bottom line?"

"US$2.6 billion, we need to bear all the debts, and there are about US$525.93 million in debt." Al threw the match into the crystal ashtray, lit another one, and said without hesitation while lighting the cigar data.

"Since we have to bear the debt, the price of 2.6 billion is a bit high. 2.5 billion is just that much. Fortunately, it is not listed, otherwise it will really cost a lot of money to buy tradable shares for privatization." Andy said As far as the bottom line is concerned, this is a huge bargain compared to what Disney paid in 2009.