American Fortune Life

“Emily, finish your lunch later and come with us to see the plane you just delivered. ”

At the restaurant, Andy, Ivana and Li Xiaoying sat together for a delicious lunch, and Ivana had a charming sweet smile on her bright red cheek, inviting Li Xiaoying, whom she had not seen for a long time.

“No, I won't disturb your love, and I need a jet lag, your big capitalist boyfriend has arranged a lot of work for me...” Li Xiaoying laughed elegantly while delivering the foie gras from the fork into his mouth.

Focus on destroying the food, miss any Andy that can make the taste buds explode. Look up at Li Xiaoying across the street and say: “Don't wronge the good guy, you asked to talk to JerryYang tomorrow, I won't exploit my good general! ”

Ivana laughed, and Li Xiaoying, also smiling, saw Andy's unexpected brow picking, a little unclear, so, but soon, her eyes flashed with panic and shame and her body was a little tight.

Feeling that someone under the table's untrue feet were rubbing her little tui, Li Xiaoying almost threw the glass across the face with a light color, a serious statement of what needed to be negotiated, Li Xiaoying's eyes of shame and anger almost became substance.

At the end of lunch, Li Xiaoying's eyes squinted, his face resembled anger, and some lost sight of Andy and Ivana sitting in the car and driving off the side of the road, taking a deep breath, also bending over into the car and driving off to the Four Seasons Hotel.

In the afternoon, on a private apron at Manhattan Kennedy Airport, Andy, after lunch break, and Ivana, with a hint of laziness, stepped out of the car, ten-fingered toward a huge parking garage with only half a door open.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Smith, Miss Ivana, I'm Tom Amberger, executive vice president of Boeing Corporation, and it's a pleasure to meet you both. ”

“Hello, Mr. Amberger. ”

“Hello.”

The three men shook their hands in a crowd of people.

“This way, please. The aerial palace has been waiting for you.” Amberjack's smiling hands showed, walking into the hangar alongside Andy and Ivana.

The 747-8VIP of the blue and white fuselage, illuminated by the lights of the hangar, is even bigger and the family badge on the tail of the aircraft is memorable.

Climbing the suspension ladder and stepping inside the plane, Ivana's eyes were wide open, her mouth curled, and the smile on her face illustrated her mood and satisfaction with the interior decoration.

“Miss Ivana, this is the restaurant, and upon your request, we refer to the restaurant decoration of the Palace of Versailles, where all the flower decorations are affixed with gold leaves, vines of silver and cutlery are also royal cutlery... “

Ivana glanced, listened to the introduction, walked to the table, picked up a golden fork, looked at the chandelier hanging from the branch, looked at everything in the dining room, and every detail was taken into account.

An adjective comes from Ivana's mind, golden brilliance, luxury, glamour, and so on.

“ This way, gentlemen, this is a professional concert hall for 10 listeners, all audio equipment from HiVi Whitway, high quality guaranteed to allow both of you to enjoy listening to music in the air! ”

The voice dropped and Andy played the piano "New York Fantasy" in the little concert hall.

Meanwhile, the Washington State Building.

As the old Smith, who had assembled the Senate Majority Party Leader and controlled the majority whip, even though the elephant party had lost the power of the Speaker of the House of Representatives and the Majority Party, it was more than enough to rely on the countervailing power of the Senate to restrain the Donkey Party.

Knock, knock, knock.

“Sir, New York State Senator Charles Schumer is here. Do you want to see him now? ”

Old Smith's finger pen, who was working in the ambush, stopped writing, raised his head, removed his glasses, frowned, slightly lowered his head, "Let him in. ”

“Okay.”

Old Smith stood up and moved his lower body, a pair of shining eyes showing a smile, his mouth curled, watching the door pushed open, and Charles walked in and said with a smile: "Good afternoon, Charles. ”

“Good afternoon, sir.” The expression greeted each other with a respectful greeting.

“Sit down. Coffee? Oh, Andy sent some fantastic Blue Mountain coffee the other day, how about you try it, if you like, and take some home when you leave. ”

“Thank you, sir. ”

Old Smith smiled and sat in the chair behind the desk and chatted with this Senator Charles for a while, tasting the Blue Mountain coffee before getting to the point.

“Charles, there's something you need to take care of this time, and this is the information you need to look at...” Speaking, Old Smith took a file bag out of the drawer and handed it to Charles, who put down his coffee cup and reached for it.

Charles opened the file bag, pulled out the files and began to look up, but the more he saw, the uglier the Senator's face, the more his eyebrows almost twisted together.

“IndyMac Bank is a company that invests essentially 100 per cent in mortgage assets, and we are in a bad mortgage market, and it is clear that the company is no longer capitalized.” Old Smith smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, holding a coffee cup, his eyes slightly squinting.

“is in danger... No, this is on the verge of collapse, and IndyMac's survival depends on God's decision!” Senator Charles looked a little ugly closing material, and a little helpless emotion.

“There's no need to ask God about this, just ask the banking regulator.” Old Smith sipped a sip of coffee with a smiley, non-smiling look on his face and Charles glanced softly at him.

After a brief silence, Charles said, "I'll write to the U.S. Savings Administration to discuss the situation with IndyMac Bank. Damn, if they take their responsibilities as regulators seriously and prevent IndyMac from continuing to pursue inappropriate and lenient lending policies, there won't be such a bad situation! ”

Old Smith shook his head helplessly and sighed, “These people have brought the US economy into the abyss and are still blindfolded to prevent more examples like IndyMac! ”

Senator Charles' pupils shrunk slightly, took a sip of coffee down his head, felt the slightest bit of acid, bitterness, a few bites down at the top Blue Mountain coffee entrance, the coffee in the cup was already on the bottom, put the cup down, and Charles looked at Old Smith and said, "I know what to do. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Old Smith smiled slightly, just slightly. After a sound, he opened the drawer and took a sealed paper bag out of the drawer, laughing: “This fantastic blue mountain doesn't produce much every year. I haven't opened this bag here either. Take it back and enjoy it. ”

“Thank you, sir.” Charles reached for the bag of coffee beans, talked to old Smith a few more words, and then got up and said goodbye.

Watching old Smith close the office door, shaking his head with a smile, putting on his glasses, picking up his grandson's Montblanc pen and drawing a circle on a file, he couldn't help but laugh and said to himself: “The 'cardiac arrest plan', the kid, the name he gave up is ugly... ”