"It's nice to meet."
APLUS and Halle Berry have both dressed up carefully. APLUS is dressed in Gucci formal wear, calmly, and patiently shakes hands with all the crew to greet him. He can speak some simple Spanish conversations, but he is definitely not as proficient as the outside world is rumored to be.
"Then let's start now?" The two sat down in front of the camera, the host sat opposite, and the producer retreated into the shadows behind the camera.
"Yes." Song Ya adjusted his sitting posture, raised Erlang's legs, crossing his fingers on his knees.
"About Barcelona..."
"I like it here, I love Spain, I like the sun, the beach and the food here. I have been to Ibiza and it is so beautiful... Of course, Catalonia is the best, Ronaldo plays in this city Did you pass the ball? I have a good relationship with him." Song Ya licked hard.
"The Tiger Fund is a bit conservative, it's not like Julian Robertson's usual style."
At the same time, London, Deutsche Bank Global Financial Markets, boss Edison Mitchell was very dissatisfied with the performance of Vivendi Global's stock price in the afternoon.
After the acquisition of JPMorgan Chuangfu, Deutsche Bank’s London securities, derivatives, foreign exchange and commodities businesses have been losing money. Edison Mitchell used the 50 Merrill Lynch gangs from his former owner to represent the interests of U.S. financial capital. The members helped Deutsche Bank to turn the tide, and he is currently in the stage of vigorous expansion. He himself is called the "shark" Terminator" by the outside world, and his methods are very bloodthirsty.
"Perhaps you have lost your courage?" The subordinates joked.
"Hahaha!"
Addison Mitchell laughed. For a while, Wall Street liked to ridicule Julian Robertson, who voted or lost, and said, "It seems to be a bit like this..."
"Or was it held by his partner?" Another subordinate said.
"APLUS? The other way around, right? If that kid is trading now, he has definitely shot out the bullet..."
In the ever-changing futures speculative market, it is very important to understand the opponent's personality, such as export-oriented notebooks. Their banks like all operations to reduce the exchange loss of large trading companies. Knowing this can make a profit from it.
"Hahaha!"
Addison Mitchell believes that he has done enough to understand Julian Robertson and APLUS. He knows Messier and Little Bronfman better. He doesn't like any of these four people, and his subordinates After laughing again, he straightened his face, "Then... let's start smashing the plate."
"Smash it?"
"Smash it!"
Barcelona, "Are you still in touch with Shakira?" The hostess Yu Guang saw a white-haired old man pointing to her watch to indicate that the short half-hour interview time was approaching, and she hurriedly asked about APLUS's emotional gossip .
Shakira is already a well-established DIVA in the Spanish-speaking area, and his relationship with APLUS is well known.
"Uh…"
Harry turned her head to look at herself, Song Ya sat up a little bit, "Not often... right? Occasionally... occasionally we make a phone call. We are still very good friends."
"Shakira and your current girlfriend Amy Adams used to have a good relationship, right? What happened between them?"
"Uh...uh..."
I hate it, do you want me to answer that they are getting better now? Song Ya complained in his heart.
He didn't see Skinner reminding him of the time, but he saw Old Mike holding up his mobile phone to signal to himself, that must be a major event in the stock market. Experience also told him that the interview time was approaching, "Aren't we..."
At this time, an untimely mobile phone vibrating sound came from the quiet interview site, which came from the direction of the camera. It was too unprofessional. When this kind of interview accident occurred, Song Ya immediately classified the TV station as a household that refused to contact, frowning and reproaching. Stare at it.
‘Puff! ’
Unexpectedly, the filmmaker who was just okay suddenly fell over and brought the camera down by the way...
"What's wrong with him!? Need to call an ambulance? Ah? Should I call an ambulance? Ah!? Ah!?" Hallie asked people anxiously in the chaos of the audience.
"It's **** unprofessional..." Song Ya picked up the producer's cell phone that fell to the ground, shook his head and laughed after seeing the text message on it, handed the cell phone to Skinner and turned away calmly.
Skinner glanced at the text message, immediately widened his eyes, and looked at the back of his young big boss eagerly. It was so calm, as if he had learned of a trivial matter, he used his eyes full of emotion. Pay attention to ceremony.
"YES!" Closing the door, Song Yacai was extremely excited and clenched his fists, bending over and shouting depressed, "YES! M-FXXK!" The last punch hit the hard wall hard.
At 2:30 pm French time, half an hour before the close, Vivendi Global plummeted by 18.75, which is also the limit of lower limit, and no more trading on that day.
Messier drove everyone away and sat alone at the top of the long conference table with his forehead, silent.
Little Bronfman got out of the car in despair and looked up at the high spire of the family castle.
"Call me God! Call me God!"
Addison Mitchell jumped onto the table in the trading room, yelled wildly under the gaze of everyone in the carnival, and then kicked the monitor away.
"Huh..."
David Geffen lay down on the beach chair and let out a long sigh of relief, "Hahaha..." Then he shook his head and laughed alone, "Hahaha!" The voice grew louder and louder.
"I know."
Underwood received a whispering notification from Chief of Staff Doug in the lobby of the House of Representatives. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com nodded and continued to negotiate the bill under discussion with his colleagues.
"It's better to... carry out the agreement... Although we accomplished the expected goal in one day... or that sentence, it is important to implement good discipline."
Julian Robertson heard Song Ya's hesitant words on the phone in the elevator, and persuaded: "We have to talk tonight, now the situation is different..."
"Perhaps…"
"In the evening, we have a good conversation in the evening. A...Mr. Black Pharaoh..."
'Ding! ’
The sound of the elevator arriving on the first floor was so beautiful, he put his mobile phone in his arms, took a big step, and smiled at the flashlights of the reporters outside the door that had been lit like stars.
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thank you very much!
(End of this chapter)
Chicago 1990 Chapter 1397: Winter's first music
‘I know, I know that Vivendi Universal has had a difficult day. This is a great company, but I still don’t think their stock prices have returned to rationality...’
Vivendi Global evaporated more than 16 billion euros in a trading day, but Julian Robertson still showed a stance that he would not let go. After making a brief and restrained statement at the gate, he made a blank expression. The reporters waved their hands and refused to gossip and continued to ask questions before disappearing in front of the camera.
"Damn it! Vulture! Bastard!"
Obviously even pretending to be proud of the limelight. After seeing this scene on the TV at night, the little Bronfman felt his deep hatred for this guy almost filled all his sanity, "Rotten Wall Street scum!"
He found that the windows of the room were illuminated by lights from time to time, walked over and looked out, "SHXT..."
A number of luxury cars were slowly driving into the gate of the manor, and they stopped at the gate of the castle. The rigorous and decent people from the upper class in Europe got out of the car and handed the small envelope with the invitation letter in their hands to the tuxedo. The male servants lined up to welcome them, and then went inside to receive a grand reception from the host's family.