Physician’s Odyssey

Walking into the spacious room, it is hard to imagine that there can be such a quiet place in Manhattan Street, New York, where there is a lot of money. There are various exquisite crafts hanging on the walls, except for a few Chinese and Ming dynasty ornaments. There are also oil paintings, sculptures and other artworks representing Western civilization. The objects that can be placed here are definitely not fakes.

"Sit down for a while." Han Ying walked to the bedroom.

Seeing that there was a tea set in the living room, Su Tao found an unopened can of tea in the window, and decisively opened it. Anyway, at the price of Han Ying, she would never care about this tea, even if it was so expensive.

The black tea of ​​the right vintage makes the tea soup fresh and bright.

Han Ying changed into a loose t-shirt and walked out, her hair loosened and draped over her shoulders. Su Tao raised her head and glanced up, feeling amazed. She smiled and said, "If you take your tea apart, don't you mind?"

Han Ying nodded slightly, "The tea has been shelved for a long time, will it deteriorate?"

Su Tao secretly thought that Han Ying really didn't understand, and said with a smile: "Some teas are the same as wine, the more concentrated the more fragrant."

Han Ying said indifferently: "I don't understand this. Others say that tea can improve, but I think coffee is more suitable for me."

After receiving the small white porcelain cup that Su Tao handed over, she took a sip, a bit of smoke in the mouth, but it quickly spread on the tip of her tongue and turned into a rich sweetness. After entering the throat, she changed into pure Sweet fragrance.

Su Tao poured her another cup. Han Ying held the cup and put it next to her nose to sniff the scent. "I studied the tea ceremony before, and I always felt it was too formal, so I gave up. I have tasted a lot. The tea made by the master of tea ceremony, but I always think it is a bit too exaggerated. Your tea is different from theirs."

Su Tao smiled and explained patiently: "Tasting tea requires a state of mind. If I'm not mistaken, you have never fiddled with this Tang Dynasty tea set in your own home, right?"

Han Ying nodded: "Yes, tea set is a set of decorations in my eyes. Actually I don't like this decoration style. The surface looks gorgeous, but they are all cold objects, which make me feel very empty. Will feel scared."

"Afraid?" Su Tao looked at Han Ying strangely, "Are you still afraid of ghosts and gods?"

Han Ying frowned slightly, “Every artwork has a story that can be passed down to the world. First of all, it is given a soul by the creator. But this is not where I feel scared.”

Su Tao thought for a while and smiled: "Do you mind the origins of each of them? Most of them are tainted with blood and intrigue."

A look of surprise flashed in Han Ying's eyes, and she said faintly: "It's really meaningless to chat with you. I always feel that I am seen through by you and become a transparent person. That's right, everything in the house is basically covered. It was full of blood and even recorded the blood and tears of a family.

For example, the tea we drink now. Its original owner was a businessman from China in the 1990s. At that time, China's economy was still in the early stage of recovery, but he had assets of more than 100 million yuan.It is a pity that while traveling in Frankfurt, he was assassinated by a beggar while walking on the street. Then the company was taken over by a partner and his wife was scattered... His family property was auctioned in France, and a client of mine bought his collection for $50,000. Of tea, and then gave me a copy as a gift."

"The assassination of the beggar was instigated by someone, right?" Su Tao looked at Han Ying in surprise.

Han Ying shrugged and said, "Why would a penniless beggar suddenly attack a rich man? Although the police suspected that someone was secretly instigating it, there was no evidence to prove it. The beggar was later identified as having a mental illness, and He did not pursue his legal responsibility. As for the destruction of the wealthy man’s family business later, the younger generation would not have the energy and strength to investigate this matter."

Su Tao pointed to the Iranian carpet that was stepping on the ground and asked with a smile, "Then what's its story?"

Han Ying still had no expression on her face: "Its story is even more interesting. In order to fight for an oil field, in order to find a reason to start first, the two big Iranian families arranged for someone to secretly send this carpet to a villa of the other side. Nei. Later, I took this reason to say that the other party had stolen the carpet from his home and started the war first. After decimating the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers, he successfully won the result he wanted. So don’t look at it as a simple carpet. But the story behind it is worth an oil field worth 50 billion U.S. dollars and the lives of tens of thousands of people."

Su Tao subconsciously stepped heavily on the carpet twice with his feet, "No wonder you feel scared, and I also feel that this room is full of resentments. No wonder the back feels chilly."

The most terrifying thing in the world is not the kind of visually stunning images, but the stories hidden behind the ordinary objects, because the latter are more suggestive and make people think about it.The visual impact is fleeting, but the association of the story can last for a long time, and the changes are endless.

Han Ying gave her an angry look, and said, "Don't worry, every collection has been done by eminent monks. Even if there are ghosts and gods, there are no worries."

Su Tao smiled and said, "When was the last time you lived in this house?"

"I visited once half a year ago, because a customer likes medieval art, and I happen to have some special collections here." Han Ying shrugged, "However, I just wandered around and didn't live here. Everyone. Someone will come to clean up every week. Although it is located in the busiest part of NY, it is not the most ideal place to live."

Su Tao shook his head and said with emotion: "It can only be said that the life of the rich is unimaginable. The purchase of a house at a high price is just for customers to visit.

Han Ying took the initiative to pour a cup of tea, "Being in my industry, you must learn to pack yourself, because the customers we face are the world’s top richest people. If you act plainly, how can you convince them that you can help? They manage their assets well, so the necessary packaging is still necessary. Of course, with the team’s current performance, these fancy retouching methods are no longer needed, but this method is still very valuable in the early days of entrepreneurship."

"Sure enough, all walks of life have their own ways. I originally thought your job is very simple. Invest in a certain project with a sum of money, and then wait for it to generate income and get better." Su Tao deliberately stimulated Han Ying, of course he Knowing that investment is a profound knowledge.

"Speaking so easily, would you like to give me 5 billion, and I will help you take care of it?" Han Ying said calmly, "According to my investigation of you, the funds that can be transferred under all your accounts are about 60 Billion, don't tell me no."

Su Tao couldn't laugh or cry, "Oh, I didn't expect you to figure out Lao Di. Although the money is in my name, I can't control the money."

What Su Tao said was half-truth and half-truth. He had a bit of illusion. After all, how so much money appeared under his name was a mystery to him. He had never understood the specific process in detail.

In addition, I don’t know how much money I have, and even if the numbers surveyed by Han Ying cannot be accurate to a few decimal places, they will probably not be miscalculated. It is very uncomfortable to be checked by others. The feeling of being naked and being observed under a microscope.

Su Tao didn't expect that he was so rich.

There is a difference between adjustable funds and assets under the name.Some people’s assets may sound exaggerated, but the actual funds mobilized are limited.

The Traditional Chinese Medicine Museum under the name of Sanwei Group is a real gold cave. There is a large amount of funds under the accounts. Every day, the finance has to go to the nearest local bank to remit. Therefore, this also makes Sanweitang not lack of liquidity in the process of rapid chain expansion. .

Su Tao remembered that a few years ago, he had just taken over his grandfather's Chinese medicine clinic. At that time, he left him with a passbook of only 10,000 to 20,000 yuan. Compared with the current wealth, he instantly felt that he was not generally able to make money.

If Hurun or Forbes ranked a young rich list, Su Tao should be able to squeeze into the top 20.

Su Tao thinks it is vulgar to measure his success with money, but in front of Han Ying, money is the only measure.

Han Ying helplessly said: "It’s boring to pretend to be poor. Don’t worry, I don’t have any interest in your assets. I just want to tell you that it is not easy to make others believe that you have the ability to manage money. I don’t want to hand over the assets to me."

Su Tao nodded and said: "Yes, money is still stuffed in his own pocket, which is relatively safe. Moreover, I have also heard that most financial management is a fraud. On the surface, it is more profitable than depositing in the bank. But it can't run the pace of inflation."

Han Ying did not expect that she would discuss the principles and rules of investment with Su Tao. She did not find it boring or bored. “The bottom-level financial products do not yield much, because the financial system has strict pyramid rules, and the top capital will get more If more income is distributed to the bottom layer, there will be no surplus."

"Five billion will be handed over to you, how much benefit can you bring to me in a year?" Su Tao asked cautiously.

"About two billion." Han Ying glanced at Su Tao unexpectedly, "but 10% of the commission will be deducted, which is our service fee."

Su Tao took a cold breath, "No wonder it is said that Wall Street is engaged in finance, and they are all demons who kill people without seeing blood. Now I finally understand. These two billion are also the anointing of the people, right? But, your suggestion is good. , I will carefully consider whether to become your customer."

Su Tao is naturally indebted to money.

Han Ying said disapprovingly, "I'm just telling you about my work. My team will not accept a client casually. Prior to this, it must be strictly reviewed and the relevant conditions must meet the standards set by us. , And the standard is constantly improving. You have just stepped into our sight and you are not our best customer."

Dare to communicate so much, Su Tao's little capital was not in Han Ying's eyes.

Su Tao was splashed with cold water and almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood.

"You are so hurtful!"