My 1999

On January 7, 2003, the cover of the main page of Time Magazine was occupied by a young man wearing casual clothes and black-rimmed glasses with obvious oriental features.

The title is also eye-catching.

"The best business genius of the 21st century!"

Helen Montes looked at the magazine in her hand, especially the young man wearing white casual clothes, with an astonishing look in her beautiful eyes.

"No wonder Christina is so nervous, it turns out he is the famous Hongmeng Xu Liang!"

Look at the name of interview reporter Christina Yeri written at the back of the article.

She understood everything in a simple thought.

Obviously, Christina, who came into contact with Xu Liang through the interview, wanted to win the world's unique diamond king through her beauty and skills.

The dinner at the restaurant on New Year's Eve was a place she specially chose to bring the two parties closer together.

But she didn’t expect them to be gathering there too, disrupting Christina’s plan.

After carefully reading the entire article several times, Helen Montes turned to the homepage and looked at the young man with a smile on his face and endless confidence in his eyes.

"Excellent and handsome, he is really eye-catching to look at."

After muttering to herself for a moment, Helen Montes took out her cell phone and dialed.

It didn't take long to get through.

"Uncle Keller?"

"Miss Helen, what are your orders?"

"How much money is left in the family trust that belongs to me?"

"And another $13.65 million."

"Okay, thank you Uncle Keller, I will bring you the best Scotch whiskey next time you go back."

"Haha, then I'll thank Miss Helen in advance."

After hanging up the phone, a trace of annoyance flashed across his sea-blue pupils.

"I should have left his phone number."

Before, she only gave Xu Liang her business card and did not leave the other party's phone number.

At that time, I didn’t know the other party’s identity, but I just left a business card for Christina’s sake.

Later, when I saw that Xu Liang was familiar with John Thain, the president and chief operating officer of Goldman Sachs, he was so shocked that he forgot to ask for his contact information.

I turned on my computer and searched for Hanhua Capital through Google, and I quickly found the location of their New York office.

A phone call came through.

——

In the quiet master bedroom of the villa, clothes of men and women were scattered everywhere.

On the spacious bed, a naked young man was sleeping soundly with his head thrown back. There was a woman on each side holding him, also sleeping soundly.

It is not difficult to tell from the messy scene what happened last night.

jingle…….

The shrill cell phone ringtone rang.

Wake up the sleeping men and women.

The young man closed his eyes, reached for the cell phone placed in the corner, and pressed the answer button.

"Hello……."

"Paul, did you see the Time magazine that just came out today?"

came a voice filled with anxiety and disbelief.

"Time Magazine? Phelan, even if 9/11 happens again, don't disturb my sweet dreams in the morning..."

Just about to hang up.

"Wait, Paul. Remember Mr. Xu that Christina brought to the restaurant on New Year's Eve?"

At the mention of Christina, Paul Harding suddenly sobered up a lot.

"Remember, what happened?"

"That Mr. Xu is Xu Liang, the founder of Hongmeng Technology and Hanhua Capital. He has just been featured in Time magazine. It said that he has a net worth of at least 10 billion US dollars..."

Paul Harding's head seemed to have been hit by a sledgehammer, and he suddenly woke up with a 'buzz'.

"Faylan, are you telling the truth?!"

"Now that this matter has spread all over the world, why should I lie to you? If you don't believe me, just open a portal and it will be full of news about Xu Liang."

Paul Harding jumped out of bed, ran naked to the study, turned on his computer, and quickly logged into Yahoo.

A photo quickly appeared on the home page.

Generally, a three-inch photo appears on their front page.

The person in the photo is Mr. Xu whom he met in the restaurant that day.

With a thud, Paul Harding's heart sank.

Take a deep breath and continue to look back.

Immediately below the photo is a news headline.

"The youngest billionaire ever!"

After reading it, Paul Harding's face became increasingly gloomy.

He felt that his goddess was leaving him.

"Damn it, he lied to me!"

——

"Why did you accept the interview with Time Magazine?" Jiang Xiaoyang asked curiously.

"Is it weird?"

"What do you think?"

Xu Liang has never accepted media interviews before.

Even CCTV interview programs have refused.

"Actually, it's not surprising. I didn't accept interviews in the past because my foundation was weak and my network of connections was small. If I was too outstanding, I could easily be harvested by the big guys. Now I have some ability to protect myself. Only by making a name for myself can I strive for more. benefits." Xu Liang smiled.

Of course, this is just an excuse. Regarding fishing, he is not very sure whether the other party will take the bait, or how many fish will be caught, so there is no need to say more.

"real?"

"Of course. I never lie in front of you."

"Forget it, how many times have you told the truth in front of me?" Not wanting to make Xu Liang look bad, she quickly changed the subject, "I will take people from the company to London for a meeting in three days. Remember to greet me."

"Don't worry, your accommodation has been arranged for you."

"But aren't you in New York? Why do you want to go to London?"

"New Yorkers are a lot of people, but London is just right."

"Okay, who made you the boss? You can go wherever you say, right?"

After a brief chat, Xu Liang hung up the phone.

Looking at himself on the cover of Time Magazine on the table, Xu Liang took the phone and called out.

The call was quickly connected.

"Mr. Xu?"

The voice of Qiu Heng, the head of Kunpeng Fund, came.

"How much money has Kunpeng raised now?"

"As of 24:00 on December 31, 2002, after the closed fund, a total of US$2.846 billion had been raised."

Xu Liang understood.

In addition to the US$1.3 billion already invested in Brent crude oil, Kunpeng Fund still has US$1.546 billion to spend.

The driving role of the world's richest man is indeed strong.

This much money was raised in just two months.

Leaving him with far more ammunition than originally anticipated.

"According to plan, purchase Dubai crude oil from the Singapore stock market. Remember, don't move too fast."

"clear."

In addition to Kunpeng Fund, he also has his own speculative funds, totaling US$3.46 billion.

Among them, 10% of Yahoo Japan's equity was mortgaged for US$2 billion.

New Dream's equity mortgage was exchanged for US$1.2 billion.

Sold the New Dream Real Estate project to Hanhua Capital Xuanwu Fund for US$260 million.

Currently, 1 billion of this money has been invested in West Texas Intermediate oil futures on the New York Stock Exchange.

The remaining 2.46 billion US dollars will also be invested in long crude oil futures like Kunpeng Fund.

However, the trading volume of Dubai crude oil futures in the Singapore stock market is very small, so he did not plan to invest too much money at the beginning.

Dong Dong…….

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Lu Hui opened the door and came in, "Mr. Xu, a woman who calls herself Helen Montes just called and said that she is your friend and wants to visit you and invest in our Hanhua fund."

"Helen Montes?"

A beautiful figure of a blonde beauty appeared in Xu Liang's mind.

"Refuse, just say I have gone to London."

Oil speculation has reached a critical moment, and he has no intention of playing with women and having ambiguities.

"OK."

"Also, let the crew prepare. We will fly to London tomorrow."

Once the laundry detergent war breaks out as scheduled, the New York stock market will undergo drastic changes, and this will be the eye of the storm in the global financial market.

By that time, he was also afraid of losing someone who was eager to do something bad to him.

That's why I got out of New York early.

Lu Hui nodded and left.

Xu Liang opened the Times magazine on the table. After getting to the introduction of himself, he quickly saw familiar content.

The corner of his mouth curled up.

"It really lived up to my expectations. The media is a group of scoundrels who just watch the excitement and don't take it too seriously. They are the best at stirring up trouble."

——

"Damn it, bastard, I'm going to kill that yellow-skinned pig!" The angry roar shook the entire office.

Howard Eisen looked at the "Times" torn into pieces on the ground, with helplessness on his face.

"Larry, you need to calm down now."

Larry Ellison rushed over like a furious lion.

"Calm down? Damn calm down. Howard, you saw it. That yellow-skinned pig publicly called me a softie and a coward in Time Magazine. If I endure it, won't I be laughed at by people all over the world?!"

Howard Eisen lamented in his heart, is this the point?

The point is the accusation of racism, okay.

This is the most sensitive topic in the entire American society. Once you wear this hat, you will definitely get into big trouble, and if not, you will be sued.

But as the person who knows Larry Ellison best in the world, he doesn’t care about racism at all.

In his heart.

God first, Larry Ellison second.

Arrogant and arrogant, what he cares about most is face.

"Larry, anger can't solve any problems, it will only make your enemies happier." Howard Eisen said helplessly.

Larry Ellison's face was closer, and his eyes seemed to choose others to eat, which made people shudder.

"Howard, what I want now is measures, methods, means!!"

The voice gradually rose to a roar.

Howard Eisen took a step back, skillfully took out a piece of paper and wiped the saliva from his face.

“Judging from the interview in Time Magazine, Hanhua Capital Kunpeng Fund is currently doing long oil futures, maybe we can think of a solution from this.

Before that, we need to prepare a stern lawyer's letter, absolutely disagreeing with Xu Liang's accusations of being a "racist" and demanding an apology from them. "

"Apologise? Do I want an apology? What I want is for that damn yellow pig to go to jail." Larry Ellison said angrily.

"Larry, you know, this is impossible. All laws in the United States protect the interests of billionaires. Xu Liang is a super rich man with a net worth of tens of billions of dollars. As long as he pays enough bail, any crime will not be enough." to put him in jail.

What's more, we don't have a shred of evidence. "