Wall Street Legend

Chapter 142 Return to the United States (14)

Four days passed in the blink of an eye.

Miss Maxi was going back to Paris to continue her studies. Ye Dongqing felt that the next step would be boring, so she also bought a plane ticket back to New York.

Apart from eating and playing together, nothing else happened. More time was spent talking. To be honest, for a playboy like him, the collision of souls is far more interesting than physical contact. The regret is that if there are both, then Even better.

Before leaving, they made an appointment to meet again when they had time. Her bodyguards could finally breathe a sigh of relief and no longer had to guard Ye Dongqing like a wolf. All in all, this trip to the Bahamas Paradise Island satisfied him so much that he even came here The other purpose was forgotten - to examine the islands worth buying.

He only remembered after the plane took off.

It's not an important thing. Anyway, as long as you have money, you can go anywhere. It's good to stay at Atlantis Hotel occasionally. It's definitely more lively than buying an island by yourself. Besides, you can't live there for only a few days all year round. The money you have now is still useful. It's better to invest and make money.

Possibly out of the desire to wait for other buyers, the owner of the island on Changdao did not contact him, and Ye Dongqing stopped asking. If he still couldn't sell it after a year or two, he might still be able to bargain for a lower price. You no longer need to care too much about the money.

The unlicensed Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked in the airport garage. After arriving at JFK International Airport, he drove alone to register and select a license plate. After finishing this work, he came out at around five o'clock in the afternoon and called Laura to ask: "I'll be home in about twenty minutes. Where are you now?"

"Community service, help clean up these hateful street murals. The smell of paint makes me feel sick. I should have bought a gas mask if I had known better."

A breathless voice came through the mobile phone, and there were car horns blaring all around. Laura didn’t know in advance that Ye Dongqing would be coming back today, so she rolled her eyes and asked: “Which home, New York?”

"Well, we are almost at the Brooklyn Bridge, so everything is okay these days? I remember you are about to be released from prison, right? Let's have a meal together to celebrate."

"Can you please don't use such words? I'm not locked up. I just went to pick up the girl. She was about to leave the music class..."

Ye Dongqing promised to pick him up. He suddenly returned to New York from the warm island. He felt a little uncomfortable. More than ten minutes later, he dressed in formal clothes and came to the building where Zhao Liuli's music class where he learned guitar was located.

Laura needed to round up the whole number, and it wouldn't be finished until about six o'clock. Washing and Ningong couldn't have dinner until six-thirty at the latest, so he took Zhao Liuli back to Tamsui Investment Group first.

Nearly a week had passed since he decided to sell the crude oil futures contract. During this period, the price of crude oil futures rose again by more than 80 cents, which meant that more than 20 million US dollars had just slipped away. Ms. Vigo said as soon as she saw Ye Dongqing. Thinking of this incident, I couldn't hide my melancholy in my words.

If you wait until today to sell it, you will make a lot of money again.

Ye Dongqing can't say he regrets this. The early profits were enough to satisfy him. At that time, he decided to sell out of risk aversion. It was too dangerous to chase the high price.

Since he had made a decision, he shouldn't regret it, but the money was too much. He couldn't help but smoke a few cigars to try to calm down his emotions, but the effect was not great. After not smoking cigars for several days, his head suddenly started to feel dizzy.

There is nothing wrong with trying to reduce investment risks, but the fact that the decision was made wrong is right in front of him. His psychology is not strong enough to remain motionless in the face of more than 20 million US dollars. He told Ms. Vigo: "The past is like this. Well, I will not enter the crude oil futures market again before there is a signal that it is about to peak. The opportunity for short selling should not be too far away.

On the bright side, most of the profits belonged to Edward Johnson Jr. At that time, oil prices rose beyond my previous target of four dollars. No matter how much they rise recently, it doesn't matter to me. "

Ms. Vigo understood that this was the little boss trying to comfort herself, and said with a smile: "I appreciate your determination. Not everyone can control their emotions in time when facing huge temptations, such as me. A poor former boss who should have taken a huge sum of money and found a place to retire, ended up jumping off the Brooklyn Bridge."

"Okay, okay, don't mention jumping into the river again. Now there will be shadows when I walk on that bridge. I happened to pass that bridge just now." Ye Dongqing felt that enough was enough, put the cigar next to the ashtray and let it automatically Turn it off, wave his hand and silently tell Zhao Liuli to go further away, and occasionally smoke cigars at home. The girl can understand what he means.

"It's not just you, I also have a shadow."

Tanshou made a helpless expression and continued: "By the way, it is said that little Edward also invested a sum of money to bet on the price of crude oil futures the day after you sold the order. He should have made a little money recently, and the rate of return is the same as yours. The operation is incomparable.”

At the beginning, Ms. Vigo did not believe in Ye Dongqing's ability. After these two proofs of strength, she seemed to regard him as a little fox and no longer questioned the young Chinese boss's decision.

"Is he bullish now?"

Ye Dongqing sounded surprised, and after a moment he laughed and shook his head: "I hope he can control it and stop it in time. I don't know what good news he got, but I am sure that the value of crude oil is currently overestimated, and the bubble is not small. If you are willing to share more Give me some money, maybe I can consider giving him some good advice, and if nothing else happens, the real trend will be seen at the beginning of next month."

Vigo couldn't guess what the basis for this was. As the signs of launching a war became more and more obvious, there was constant movement in Washington. Now the bullish momentum is great. Goldman Sachs analysts predict that crude oil futures prices are expected to rise before the third quarter of this year. To forty dollars!

Pretending to understand, he changed the subject and said: "Just this morning, a company called IDG called your office. They seem to want to sell all of Tencent's shares at a valuation of US$240 million. Sold to you, it occupies 7.2% of the total share capital, and I was unable to contact you."

"...I know this company. I was the first to contact them last time. What's strange is that they found me again. What did you tell them?"

"I said I'll give you a reply when I contact you. Their contact information is on this piece of paper."

"Thank you very much. I'll call you tomorrow to have a chat. Although I really want to buy it directly, I can't be too impatient. This offer is a bit high."

Based on the idea of ​​​​saving money, he had actually made a decisive decision to continue to acquire these shares. After thinking about it, he began to worry that MIH Group would negotiate with the other party first. In the end, he couldn't hold it back and immediately called back.

He will soon become Tencent's second largest shareholder. It is not in Ye Dongqing's interest to continue to allow MIH Group to increase its holdings. In order to avoid unpleasantness at the beginning of the cooperation, Tencent's current CEO Boni must also inform him clearly in advance...