"Hey, what are you looking at, so entranced?"

Seeing Lu Yiming staring out of the window with a dull look, Li Yiwen couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked him questions.

In his eyes, Lu Yiming was always like this. He would lose his mind for a while from time to time, but every time he lost his mind, he would always do some earth-shattering things, which made him, an "experienced person", feel a little unbearable, and his blood pressure would soar every time.

Facing Li Yiwen's doubts and explorations, Lu Yiming smiled, but did not hide his true thoughts: "It's nothing, I just discovered something interesting."

Li Yiwen was puzzled and looked outside through the window. It was a very ordinary night scene. Anyway, in his sight, he saw no surprising people or things, so he looked at Lu Yiming with even more confusion: "What's something interesting?

"

Lu Yiming paused slightly, organized his words a little, and then said: "The economic crisis of capitalism happens almost once every ten years, and the S&P 500 Index has gone from high to low nine times in the past ninety years.

The low point fell by more than 30%. Since the United States announced in 1971 that it would no longer be pegged to gold and the U.S. dollar exchange rate would float freely, the S&P 500 Index has only exceeded 3% twice so far.

A drop of ten.”

"so?"

There was a question mark on Li Yiwen's forehead. In his opinion, this information was too general.

But because Lu Yiming came from the future, he had a vision beyond this era, and he saw something: "So I feel that the third time should start soon. I missed it the first and second time, and I missed it the third time."

Can’t miss it.”

Li Yiwen immediately couldn't laugh or cry.

After all, he was an accountant, so naturally he knew a little bit about economics, but he couldn't understand Lu Yiming's brain circuit at all.

"You kid, can't you stop thinking about how to bring harm to others every day?"

Lu Yiming shook his head and defended: "This hole was dug by Wall Street. I just happened to get it right. How could I be the one causing trouble to others?"

Hearing this, Li Yiwen couldn't help but sigh: "Before I went abroad, I always heard that America was good and that was good. But when I came out, I found that the world is as black as crows. How can there be a pure land in the world? No matter where the wolf is,

, all need to eat meat, and all the sheep in the world can only be eaten."

The human civilization system is based on the system of exploitation.

Private ownership has brought unprecedented glory and momentum, but it has also brought countless ugliness and greed.

Lu Yiming, who has experienced 1996, is naturally deeply touched by this truth: "The whole world is comparing themselves to each other. When you think our life is terrible, you look around and you will find how other people are living."

It’s even worse, so happiness and happiness are all based on comparison.”

He said this, in this life, he no longer wanted to fall into the quagmire and struggle feebly.

At the same time, there are also people who have just fallen from heaven to hell, stuck in the mud and unable to break free.

In a three-story luxury villa in Brooklyn, New York, Yin En Ball climbed up from the blanket in the living room with a haggard face.

He was woken up by the frantic ringing of the doorbell.

There were many wine bottles scattered on the blanket around him. He stood up unsteadily, and the bottles were collided, making a series of sounds.

After opening the door, the sun shone in. He suddenly felt that his eyes were blindingly white. He quickly turned his head and blocked the sun with his palms.

The person who rang the doorbell was his friend Marcus Baker.

As soon as the door opened, Marcus was hit by a smell rich in alcohol and vomit, which made him take several steps back.

"Yin En, you drank again."

He looked back over Yin Boer's shoulder and saw that the room was full of scattered wine bottles. He couldn't help but frown and said, "You can't drink like this anymore!"

Ian Ball felt as if he had kicked a wine bottle. He bent down to pick up the bottle, then raised his neck and poured the wine in the bottle into his mouth.

Unfortunately, only a few drops of wine in the bottle flowed into his mouth with difficulty.

He smacked his lips with a look of unfulfilled intent, and then he stretched out his hand to his friend Marcus Baker with a dejected expression: "Give me fifty dollars, I'm going to buy a drink. I don't have the money to pay back, what do you see here?

Just take a few things at will. Anyway, if you don’t take them away now, it will be an advantage for others in the future.”

Yin En Ball is only in his early thirties, tall and handsome. He was originally a multi-millionaire on Wall Street who made his fortune by short selling.

In his past life, he was once a genius in the eyes of his classmates and family, and a proud man who dominated the financial world.

But unfortunately, what Wall Street lacks most is genius.

In this ocean of money, high IQ is just a standard feature. It is not a rule, and it is not a magic weapon for getting rich. Sometimes, being too smart makes you more likely to fall into the pit.

Just five years ago, Yin En Ball co-founded Saltwater United Fund. Because he saw the fanaticism and irrationality of the stock market before others, he quickly focused on some stocks with no profitability and stock prices.

A company that is growing steadily.

With his first-class eloquence, graduation from a prestigious school, and excellent resume, he successfully raised US$10 million from investors in the early stages of his business.

However, Yin En Ball, who was ambitious and ready to start a big business, did not get off to a smooth start with his short-selling fund business. Only one year later, his partner Leftas withdrew his capital because he could not bear the pressure.

Caught head-on in the dot-com bubble bull market.

If you engage in short selling during a bull market, the results can be imagined.

In 1995, the fund lost 30%, in 1996, it lost 15%, and in 1998, the loss actually reached 40%. At the beginning of this year, Saltwater

Fund size fell by 80%.

Going bankrupt is just a matter of time.

As a genius, Yin En Ball lost to the idiots in the market who had less than half his IQ, and to those Internet scam companies that clearly had no profit model, but their stock prices kept rising.

Ian Ball was extremely disappointed with this absurd world, which of course was related to the fact that his young model girlfriend left him and the mansion was about to be taken away by the bank and put up for auction.

Now, in a desperate situation, as a complete loser, apart from alcohol, there is nothing that can make him forget his troubles.

After entering the door, there are countless wine bottles scattered everywhere in the huge living room. If you are not careful, they will slip and fall to the ground.

Marcus Baker "trudged" with difficulty and finally reached Yin En Baoer.

As a friend for many years, he really couldn't bear to see it. He said to Yin Enbao who was sitting on the sofa: "How good you were back then. Look at you now. It's like you have branded failure on your face."

on the face."

Just as Yin En Ball was about to say something, the doorbell was rang.

After shaking his head to sober himself up, Yin En Ball stood up unsteadily and waved to Marcus Baker: "I'm going to open the door. I guess someone from the bank is here."

As a result, when I opened the door, I saw two unfamiliar Asian faces. Yin En Ball breathed out the smell of alcohol and said with a somewhat self-deprecating tone: "Are you here to take over my house? Whatever.

, anyway, I have lost everything I can lose."

The people who came were none other than Lu Yiming and Li Yiwen, who had just participated in the charity auction.

Lu Yiming couldn't help but pinch his nose. The strong smell of alcohol was really pungent.

After taking several steps back, he frowned and asked, "Are you Yin En Ball? The founder of Saltwater Fund?"

Although I had seen photos of Yin En Ball before coming here, the "waste" in front of me was too far from the high-spirited and handsome American guy in the photo, right?

Li Yiwen couldn't help but question: "Are you sure this is the person we are looking for?"

Lu Yiming turned around and looked at Yin En Bauer again, with a somewhat uncertain tone: "I don't know either."

There is no doubt that if you want to create a god, you must choose a handsome one. After all, being handsome and rich is what meets the public imagination. This is just like the first choice for actors in the film and television industry is their faces. People are visual animals, and a good-looking face

Definitely makes a great first impression.

Therefore, when Bill Gates and others showed Lu Yiming a bunch of information on fund companies that were on the verge of bankruptcy, Lu Yiming chose the most handsome one at first sight.

However, now that Lu Yiming saw the guy in front of him, he didn't dare to look directly at him.

His hair is as messy as a chicken coop and has grown to his neck. His beard is curly and knotted with some dried vomit on it. His eye sockets are sunken and his eyes are dull. This face can be said to be full of art.

The breath must belong to the Fauvism.

Facing the confused looks of Yin En Ball and Marcus Baker, Lu Yiming had no choice but to say: "We are neither from the bank nor your creditors..."

At this point, Lu Yiming paused, and then said: "But it will be soon, I plan to take over your company."

"Um?"

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Yin En Ball breathed a sigh of relief. After all, his current status is to be a monk and ring the clock for a day. Being able to live here for one more day means one less day to set up tents on the park lawn or on the roadside.

After all, no matter how rubbish the villa is, it is still better than a bridge.

However, when he heard the second half of the sentence, not only Ian Ball, but also Marcus Baker couldn't wrap his mind around it for a moment.

"You want to take over my company?"

Yin En Ball burped, the smell of alcohol came to his head, and his originally red face seemed to become even redder.

Lu Yiming said without hesitation: "Yes."

He took out a photo, which was a handsome promotional photo of Yin En Ball.

"Give you an hour, you become like this, and we will talk about the next thing."

Faced with this strange request, Yin En Ball did not hesitate.

For him, if someone is willing to take over his company, it is equivalent to pulling him back from the brink.

As for why this person wanted to take over such a debt-laden company... There are countless fools in the world. Where did they come from?

Although Yin En Ball's behavior of shorting Internet technology stocks in the bull market was really too stubborn, his personality was really perfect.
To be continued...