American Fortune Life

When Andy and Budstone came outside the conference room door, they could hear the noise inside.

“Billion convertible preferred shares, want no time limit, do you know how much we at Morgan Stanley make each year? Nearly 40 billion, our share price in the future... ”

“Ha! Are you kidding me? And future stock prices! The reason we don't accept time intervals is because your stock could fall to a few cents. Don't you know what's going on with your company? 16 billion swap bets, BOOM! “

“You... ”

At this point, Andy pushed the door in, and all the arguments stopped, and his family, headed by Al, stood up and shouted at Andy, "Boss. ”

And the new Big Mo negotiator with another face and Tom and others stood up and said hello to Andy, "Mr. Smith. ”

“Let's go and sit down! I'm here to conclude this long negotiation, we've spent a lot of time negotiating, and you don't have to reflect the speech and stock market that emerged in the market these two days as capital. Everyone knows what the real market looks like, there's no point in continuing to get involved!

Go back and tell John Mike and Mr. Parker that my bottom line is 4 billion cash plus 700 million non-convertible convertible preferred shares, which is the final condition, refuse to bargain, seven days, I will only give you seven days to consider and decide on a meeting, after which I will be in touch with other companies! All right, that's it, everybody. It's over! ”

Big Mo's face changed dramatically, watching Andy Smith turn around and leave, one by one smiling bitterly, face-to-face, looking across the street with a relaxed face, his hands shrugging, sighing, shaking his head and starting to pick up the documents on the conference table.

At the Morgan Stanley CEO's office, John Mike frowned, listened to his subordinates' report, heard Andy Smith's ultimatum, couldn't help but stutter his expression, had a bitter mouth, didn't sit in this position before the thought of day and night, and now sat down, feeling like he was sitting completely at the mouth of a volcano about to erupt, completely a mess.

Waving off his men, he hesitated for a while, picked up the phone and called Mr. Parker, perhaps only to get some guidance from him to relieve the stress.

Early morning of 7 June 2007.

Long Island, New York.

Andy in his sleep, awakened by a strange feeling, Andy with his eyes closed when he was conscious, his mouth curled up, revealing a happy smile, feeling..., comfortable hands pillows behind his head.

The undulating soft silk was lifted, and Adriana Lima snorted and flipped directly onto her horse.

“I mean, you're not really trying to squeeze me dry, are you? You're just gonna come back for a couple of days, and you're gonna fly to Florida again. ”

Andy watched the horse run off to Lima and asked with a bitter smile, but in exchange for a grunt.

Adriana Lima was not depressed by a brutal war in the early morning. Instead, her face was red and radiant, and she looked completely full of electricity.

“I really don't want to be separated from you! I can't help it, the new store is open, I have to go... It's you. She's in San Francisco. I'm leaving again. ”

Lima was wearing a big white shirt and a red lace. He had a reluctant expression on his face, but his mouth didn't spare him, and he tied Andy.

Andy didn't have the guts to say, "You squeezed me for two days in a row. You had to squeeze me once before you left. I didn't have the strength to steal! You are also amazing enough to eat, sooner or later you will dry it! ”

“Giggle, all right, let's go. Isn't it important today? Don't be late. I'll wait for you to call and share the joy of success. Think about it. It's bloody hot. Four billion.” With exaggerated joy on his face, he wrapped his arms around Andy's neck, and his red lips covered Andy's lips and kissed him.

In the conference room, the atmosphere was slightly depressed, with the two sides standing behind their respective bosses, looking at Andy Smith and John Mike, who were picking up their pens on the long table and signing their papers.

Brush...

When the two signed, stood up and exchanged contracts with each other, Andy's subordinates had a trendy face, an excited look, a strong applause, and Dama's people looked at their boss with bitter and complicated eyes and his face was as stiff as water.

“Congratulations, Mr. Smith... ”

“Congratulations on getting rid of the risk of bankruptcy... ”

When the two sides were faking their condoms, an employee came outside, squeezed the crowd to Andy, whispered a few words, made Andy's happy expression slightly condensed, his eyes deeply meant to look at the unhappy masses, and he coughed and said.

“Just now, Bellstein, the fifth largest investment bank, announced that its two hedge funds had stopped redeeming and that the two funds held a large number of securities related to subprime loans! ”

Thrilled, confused, thankful and all kinds of expressions appeared on the faces of everyone in Damo. John Mike's face turned red from white, reaching out his hand and shaking Andy's hand again, this time more seriously said: “Thank you! ”

When Andy and the others watched Dama walk into the elevator, the one where the elevator closed, the whole Freedom City Investment Company boiled down.

Many of the big champagnes that had already been prepared made a "chirp" sound, cheering, screaming and spraying champagne everywhere, Andy had a happy laugh on his face, his whole body was poured out with champagne, he took off his suit and threw it at the little assistant who was hiding in the corner laughing silly, he ripped off the crowd and jumped onto a desk.

“Colleagues...” Andy's hair was completely gone, his champagne dripped wet, his white shirt completely wet and attached to his body, and he opened his arms and shouted out loud. “Gentlemen... After months of hard work and painful waiting, today we are finally waiting for the moment of success! Thank you... ”

Before Andy finished his words, he was flooded with awkward cheers and whistles, more champagne coming out of the sky, sprayed with each other, the whole lobby became chaotic, luckily it had been cleaned up before, just to celebrate.

Alvitelli had a happy smile on her face, stretched her hands and combed her wet hair, came to Andy, who was holding the big champagne with the staff, and pulled the boss's arm.

“Al, come on, give him a bottle!” Andy saw that he was his chief advisor, and laughed happily when he was about to fill a bottle of champagne in his arms and touch the bottle, he held the champagne and opened it.

Al also raised the bottle vaguely a few sips, wiped the champagne left behind along the corner of his mouth and laughed with a smile: "Boss, the money has been credited... ”

Andy Haha laughed, his voice was a little hoarse and shouted: "Bounty! 200,000 each for team members and 100,000 each for others! ”

“Long live the boss! ”

“Long live the boss! ”

“Boss, I love you... ”

Someone grabbed Andy's champagne and was thrown in shock and shock. Andy started shouting and scared that he'd been pitted, but several times in a row, Andy's face was thrown in the air with only a happy smile.

Next, Andy sat at a table in front of him, drinking champagne and being carefully toweled by Tory Blake with his hair and drinks, watching the staff and some of the hot girls and jugglers wandering their skeletons fool around and laughing happily from time to time.

Little assistant Tory Blake has an exciting red tide on her beautiful white face, her eyes are full of love and admiration, she even feels completely wet, if the Great Demon wants to ride her now, she doesn't even need any brewing, she can go straight to the bottom, for God's sake! Four billion dollars, should cover the hall, a little dizzy, with a towel in his hand and a mechanical wipe of the Lord's hair.

Andy glanced at the silly assistant and slapped him so hard on her ass that he woke up with Tory's face biting his lips like a fire and shame. Andy could tell from the look on his assistant's face that she chun was heartbroken. She looked like a lousy liang, and Andy couldn't get used to it.

Looks like more than just power is the best chun ~! Medicine, money can do great!