American Fortune Life

Standing in front of the floor window, Andy put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked over Wall Street, where he had moved his New York office preferably since he had the luxury office of the Newsweek Building.

But this time back, his main battlefield was the world's still busy financial street underfoot, so Gaia Investment's office became the former enemy command post for the war.

In a few months, those who can still stand on this rubble are confident that, in addition to those at the top of the pyramid, a large number of dreamy financial JING Englishmen will become remains beneath the rubble.

And of course, in '08, they're going to be brought back to Rabbit Country at cabbage prices by big companies from distant rabbit countries, and in front of dreams and bread, the guys with money in their eyes are going to turn to Rabbit Country and continue the way they play on Wall Street.

“Boss, Mr. Alvitelli, they've arrived, waiting outside the door... ”

Andy looked back at the increasingly rhyming assistant and nodded slightly, "Let them in. ”

Tory Blake turned around and soon Al and Budstone walked in with both of them.

“Sit down, tell me, what's the good news? ”

Andy stretched out his hand and took the lead in sitting on a large, soft sofa with his elbows resting on the sofa armrest, his legs folded up and a faint smile on his face.

The first person to ask was Budstone, his face was a little pale, his face full of tiredness, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and he shook his head gently: “I'm afraid to disappoint the boss, the rating of MBS still hasn't dropped, and the CDS in our hands should have started to increase long ago, but Morgan Stanley died carrying no price increase, instead moving a lot of garbage MBS outward. ”

Andy had this prediction a long time ago, and he shook his head and smiled at Badderstone, who was so worried, and said, "Bud, don't worry, we're gambling with Morgan Stanley, no matter how hard they carry us, we're just giving a little time, and the big picture is set, and nobody can reverse it. ”

“Don't expect rating agencies to adjust their ratings, they've been kidnapped on Wall Street, and these guys are ridiculously Wall Street insiders, not mortgage insiders! They get paid at the bottom of Wall Street, and now they're being manipulated by all of their former good employees. ”

Alvitelli's experience over the past few months gave him a thorough glimpse into the three major rating agencies, completely disrespectful, full of disdain and ridicule.

“Boss, the CDO swap agreement between Deutsche Bank and Goldman Sachs is fine. After all, we have paid several premiums. As soon as the time comes, all we have to do is harvest them, and they dare not delay the breach of contract. I don't think any bank or investment bank is willing to defend themselves in court right now, so they have to be investigated by the government for their finances. ”

Andy nodded, knowing that this form of payment, called payaswego, was a pay-as-you-go against the gambling agreement.

General agreements have a specific time point for the delivery of funds, such as the end of the month or the end of the quarter, but there is a significant risk of default if there is a problem with the ability to perform before the time of delivery. However, the payment method of payaswego is basically to find Goldman Sachs and Deutsche Bank to perform at any time.

In fact, to be honest, it's a monthly package of phone cards, a mostly charging model.

Of course, this has an impact on Goldman Sachs' cash flow by channelling funds from other products to cover this side of payaswego. So pay extra, and ask CDS premiums (premiums) to pay once a month, which is why Andy prepares over $100 million in cash to pay these premiums as * * * * * cash flow, for gambling, play big.

Andy struck irregularly in the sofa armrest with his eyes slightly squinted and the office silenced.

Not knowing how long later, the knocking finger stopped and Andy opened his eyes slightly, his otherwise blunt eyes sharpened, "Hunters don't always have patience. Catalysts need to be manufactured, the movement trajectory of things needs to be self-propelled by all involved, waiting is not the only option in the capital market! We need to do something, Al. ”

Andy stood up from the couch and walked to the floor window, looking at the skyscraper not far from the street, smiling brightly, and turning to Al and Bud, he said, "We'll go visit Moody's CEO Raymond first! ”

When Andy Smith appeared on TV and Ivana Xiu was in love, many bankers and investment CEOs on Wall Street, even the Fed, began to follow his movements.

After all, one hand holds a large amount of chips, the other holds the media that can detonate the crisis, itself is a hard bone to bite, so armed to the teeth stunned jump into the alligator pool that is already a dark stream, everyone worried that he ignores the water of the pumping pool, exposing all the alligators.

To be honest, the biggest headache was the Fed's Bernanke, the one who shut Andy up a while ago, just this time he knew that the U.S. economy was already sitting at the crater that was about to erupt, but had been artificially concealed, and that Andy Smith's decisions in the face of constant undermining of his interests could no longer be stopped by verbal promises.

Thursday, 24 May 2007, in the morning of New York, the moon has not yet set. The morning light will also flash, and busy New Yorkers will once again take a step in haste to catch up on life's goals.

Andy and Ivana came home from the morning shower, and after breakfast, Ivana started picking out clothes for Andy. She knew that Andy was going to visit Moody's CEO today. Moody, as one of the top three rating agency giants, was undoubtedly the top floor of the Wall Street pyramid. Ivana knew that her little man was going to find someone else to jam her, but that didn't prevent her from focusing on Andy's image.

Ivana carefully buckled Andy's diamond cuffs, once again sorted out his white shirt collar and dark blue tie, stepped back carefully and revealed a sweet smile with satisfaction, her admirable hand gently touching Andy's cheek, and ordered: “The truth is like poetry, but most people hate poetry. Maintaining style, restraining your emotions, YouareGod's favoredone (you are the proud son of heaven) is destined to be extraordinary and success will be yours! ”

Andy didn't say anything, hugging Ivana's waist and bending over to kiss her red lips, like two wet, foamy fish, kissing deep in affection and greed.

For a long time, Ivana had a pretty red face, laying in Andy's arms and gasping in a hurry.

“Bang-bang--”

Andy patted twice, smiling and whispering, “Don't flick me again, or I'll go back to bed and do half the work in the morning. You know, it's not like I want to end, your mouth isn't as good as you think... ”

Ivana punched Andy twice in the chest with a grudge, and said with some anguish, “Do you particularly like the look of my lewd (YD or good SE)? ”

“How could...” Killing Andy would not admit that the destruction of Goddess Fan had always been the dark side of his heart, not to mention KONG, the sister of Xing, himself a dead family.

Ivana's eyes stared at Andy's face with strong doubts. She even made Andy do something shameful and sometimes videotape her. Although she objected, she couldn't screw him up at once and compromised.

“Cough, well, let's go, send you to the office first... ”

Andy coughs twice, turns the subject off, and doesn't allow Ivana to continue exploring the issue. The images of her youth are still much more documented and are a precious asset.

Through the dropped windows, looking at Ivana in a white blue bottom dress, outside in a white OL suit, smiling through the dogs' cameras and walking into the cp building, Andy's cheeky smile slowly solidified, climbing up the window and saying to Kenny, "Let's go. ”