Author: TrojanRW

"I couldn't understand it when I first got here..."

Walking on the wooden bridge leading to the private beach at No. 1730 Mido Trail, feeling the slightly cool Atlantic sea breeze blowing in his face, Han Yi narrowed his eyes slightly in comfort.

"But now, I understand why everyone comes here for vacation."

“If you like the East Coast, this is the place.”

The southwesterly wind of eight miles per hour in Long Island is not very strong, but it can still make the hem of David Rubinstein's suit rustle. Under the clear blue sky with most of the dark clouds dissipated and the sky brightening, it is quite different.

taste.

"Still in college, Mr. Han?"

It's an unanswerable question. The Carlyle Group and Rubinstein have over a hundred thousand ways to get detailed information about anyone in the Commonwealth.

"Yes." Han Yi nodded in agreement, "There are still two weeks until graduation."

"Your family trusts you very much." David Rubinstein looked at Han Yi kindly and said with a smile, "At this age, I am willing to let you handle the UTA acquisition case with Baihui alone."

After hearing these words, Han Yi's eyes that were originally looking straight ahead turned to David Rubinstein's face, observing the other party's clues.

really.

Interrogative sentences are an expression of determination, while declarative sentences reveal that these are details that Rubinstein is not sure about.

Without any superb reasoning skills, Han Yi could tell that David Rubinstein must not have found the source of his funds.

This is indeed the case. The funds remitted by Han Yi's so-called "family" into the accounts of the United States and the Carlyle Group, no matter where they end up, are technology investment funds, secondary market investment funds, mezzanine investment funds or high-yield partnership funds. In the end,

One stop is all shell companies like S42H19 LLC.

Further investigation revealed that the sources of overseas funds are even more diverse, including the Bahamas, the British Virgin Islands, Ireland, Luxembourg, Monaco, Singapore, Switzerland... any country in the world that can be called a financial haven has a "Han Family"

Traces of activity. If you dig a few deeper, you will find that every fund is obtained through actual asset transfers or corporate mergers and acquisitions.

For example, the source of one of the investments that can be traced is the RJR Nabisco merger and acquisition. A company named C66W244S21 received nearly US$100 million in cash from this leveraged buyout led by KKR. This company

Where did the company's shares come from? From Nabisco's pre-acquisition shares.

You have to ask where its shares in Nabisco came from? From the shares of Life Savers acquired by Nabisco in 1983.

Just like this, one after another, until the truth disappeared among the vast sea of ​​paper documents of a certain acquired company that was lost in the long river of history.

For David Rubenstein and his co-founders, tracing the source of funds is an important measure to ensure the stable development of the group, but as long as the safety of the funds can be guaranteed, let them put another layer of disguise on Han Yi's money

, it’s not something shocking.

And that's exactly what they did. A 100 million euro asset portfolio of the "Han Family" stored in a subsidiary company, Alps Investment Partnership, was circulated within the entire group, and was eventually placed in Alps Investment Partnership in Delaware.

Registered limited partnership, AlpInvest Partners US Secondary Investments 2006 LLC.

In the name of "YI,HAN".

"It's nothing, Mr. Rubinstein."

Han Yi's feet finally stepped on the private beach at No. 1730 Mido Trail. Unlike the pure white beaches on the West Coast or Florida, which are all quartz sand, most of the sand in the northern part of the East Coast, including New York State, comes from 18,000

The glaciers that melted years ago combine with gravel and sand to give the entire coastline a color like milk tea.

It looks beautiful from a distance, but a bit dirty up close. Coupled with the fact that the weather is still humid and cold even though there is sunshine, even if there is a slight improvement, Han Yi still can't fall in love with the Hamptons.

In his opinion, the greatest value of New York is its skyline. If you don't live in the clouds, then the entire Big Apple will actually lose its meaning.

"Compared with your legendary experience... I still have a lot to learn."

Han Yi put his hands in his pockets, drew a semicircle on the beach with his feet, and said softly.

"Kid, when I was your age, I was still in the editorial office of the University of Chicago's Law Review, looking at piles of manuscripts and consuming my few hairs..." David Rubinstein pointed out

Pointing to the hairline that has receded to the top of his head, he said, "You are doing something great, something that most of us can't imagine."

"I was just a kid waving the money my parents gave me and going to the grocery store to search for candies. I was too short and too focused to see that there were robbers robbing the store." Han Yichong Rubinstein

Blinking, "I need a bodyguard with enough firepower to bring the candy home safely."

"In this scene..."

How could David Rubinstein fail to hear Han Yi's obvious analogy, but he still poked his chest with his index finger and asked.

"Am I the robber?"

Before he finished speaking, the two of them laughed together.

"So, how can I help you, Mr. Han?"

The laughter subsided, and David Rubinstein adjusted the frame of his glasses.

"You have 399... pieces. The store is here, what kind of candy do you want to buy?"

"I told my parents that I came to buy candies, but I lied." Han Yi put one hand over his mouth and lowered his voice, "I came to buy wine...a whole bottle."

"A whole bottle?"

David Rubinstein's eyebrows that were close to his eyelids were slightly raised.

"But you're still a kid, not of legal drinking age... and more importantly, you're not even a kid from this neighborhood, so how can you expect a store owner to be so kind as to sell you alcohol?"

"So I need an adult, an adult from this neighborhood."

Han Yi pursed his lips and lowered his eyes.

"I didn't want to take it away, I just drank it on this street."

"So, the exchange you gave this adult is..."

"Drink together."

"learn."

Rubinstein nodded, and without thinking for too long, he went on to the next sentence.

"What kind of wine is it specifically? You have to know that many spirits are too high in alcohol content, and the average adult will get drunk even if he smells them."

"I don't want that." Han Yi shook his head, "I just want some fruit punch."

"Which brand?"

Upon hearing Rubinstein's question, Han Yi leaned forward and whispered something in his ear.

"Oh, a world-famous big brand, not a small workshop, very safe." David Rubinstein's cheeks, which seemed to have been stiffened by the sea breeze, finally began to relax.

"So, what size are we talking about...how big a bite?"

There was a distance between Rubinstein's index finger and thumb that he thought was appropriate.

“A fruit punch can satisfy an adult’s drinking capacity.”

"But everyone will think you... bought this bottle."

Han Yi pointed at David Rubinstein's chest, as if he had really bought a fruit punch and was holding the brown paper bag in his arms.

"The other children will also know that you are particularly good at helping people deal with the trouble of checking ID when buying alcohol."

"I've been doing this work for many years." David Rubinstein said with a deep smile. "Generation after generation of children come to this neighborhood and they all look for me."

"Then why can't there be one more of me?"

Han Yi spread his hands by his side and smiled.

"Maybe it's not enough, but it's never too much, right?"

"Help me buy it, protect me from robbers and... store owners, and get me out of this grocery store smoothly. You will receive my eternal gratitude and support."

"It's too risky to take a trip like this... Hey, look, I'm not wearing a bulletproof vest." David Rubinstein lifted up the lining of his suit and showed his light blue shirt to Han Yi.

"If you want me to help you...except this time, you buy more."

"I only have so much." Han Yi smiled and waved his hand.

"I don't think so."

David Rubinstein continued his non-physical performance, took out "a wad of money" from his trouser pocket and carefully counted it.

"Your parents are afraid that you won't have enough to eat. Have you forgotten the 1,200 yuan that I still have?"

1200...blocks.

If $399 million is $399.

So 1,200 yuan is...

Han Yi could no longer maintain his calm smile.

"Oh...I didn't expect, sir. I didn't expect that I would spend all my money on this trip."

Han Yi no longer responded fluently and began to stumble when answering.

"Children don't need to save so much money."

Han Yi's hesitation did not arouse Rubinstein's suspicion, but was interpreted differently by him. The latter patted the former's back and laughed heartily.

"Eat a little, drink a little, take everything you need to take, and enjoy your life!"
To be continued...