Wall Street.

Longtong Securities.

reception room.

Liu Hongzhi adjusted his glasses, and his subconscious movements showed that he was in a more anxious mood at this time, "He may be in a meeting, don't worry."

Jiang Chen, who had been waiting for nearly an hour, seemed calm and composed. He took a sip of water and said, "It's okay."

Liu Hongzhi pursed his lips, but it was difficult to urge him.

This wait lasted nearly half an hour.

Just when Liu Hongzhi finally couldn't hold it any longer, the door to the reception room was finally pushed open.

A tall white man walked in.

He wears a famous brand suit, has a high nose bridge by Western standards, is about forty years old, and is quite handsome, but the arrogance between his eyebrows is not very flattering.

However, as the chief auditor of Longtong Securities, he does have the qualifications to be arrogant.

Compared with him, Liu Hongzhi is not on the same level at all. If there are no adventures or support from noble people, and his career continues to develop in such a stable and mediocre way, I am afraid that he will not be able to sit in his position at his age.

"Mr. Wilson, this is Mr. Jiang Chenjiang."

Liu Hongzhi suppressed his dissatisfaction and stood up with a smile.

Wilson nodded calmly, without the slightest hint of guilt for making people wait for so long.

"I only have five minutes."

Liu Hongzhi's smile was slightly stiff.

That's what Wall Street is like.

It seems to be the heart of world finance, but in fact it is nothing more than a primitive jungle.

Here, there is no sympathy or pity. Everyone is a beast in the cloak of civilization. They are hierarchical, the weak eat the strong, and follow the cruelest food chain in the world.

Bullying the weak and bullying the weak are happening here all the time.

certainly.

Occasionally, a miracle occurs when a snake swallows an elephant.

After an arrogant opening statement, Wilson sat down by himself, not caring if the atmosphere was cold at all.

"Mr. Wilson, your time is valuable, so I will keep the story short."

Jiang Chen didn't seem to mind the other party's attitude.

The so-called freedom and equality are just nonsense that is used to trick the whole world.

In this land dominated by capitalism, only money is the only true god.

Respect can only be earned through strength.

"I need all the group's stocks that your company holds on behalf of you."

Jiang Chen got straight to the point.

Wilson glanced at Liu Hongzhi subconsciously.

Although I don’t know that Liu Hongzhi didn’t know how to persuade the other party to give these five minutes when he met him, it is obvious that Liu Hongzhi did not reveal Jiang Chen’s purpose in advance.

"Are you Chinese, Korean, or Japanese?"

Wilson then asked Jiang Chen.

Because both parties communicate in English, it is indeed difficult for Westerners to identify the nationality of Asians based on their appearance alone.

"Chinese people."

"Do you know the total value of the stocks held by our company?"

"There is an old saying in China that when Han Xin orders troops, the more the better. This is why I came here."

If I could use one word to describe Jiang Chen at this time.

That is "crazy".

Two words.

That is arrogance!

He would definitely not be like this when doing business in China. After all, China advocates moderation, but in the West, when doing business with Westerners, you must have enough confidence to get the other party to take it seriously. After all, the West never understands anything.

It's called humility.

Joelson raised his eyebrows, and as expected, a hint of interest finally appeared in his gray eyes.

"I know Han Xin. He is the God of War in China. He is a very great person. I admire him very much. But how do you make me believe that I can lend you stocks?"

Talking about business.

Joelson said calmly: "We hold three million shares of the group, with a market value of about 500 million euros. This is a considerable fortune."

Three million shares?

To know.

You need at least 20 million shares to control the stock price.

However, Jiang Chen was not disappointed. He had to walk step by step. It was indeed impossible for all the stocks to be accumulated in one securities company.

As he said that, Wilson raised his wrist and said, "There are three minutes left."

"I invested in a movie, directed by Thomas Felson, with an investment of 300 million US dollars."

Jiang Chen took his time and said, "This is an East-West collaboration. It is the first time that an Eastern heroine has been used. According to market evaluation, after the film is released, with the support of China, this film will definitely not lose money."

Movies are also part of finance.

Wilson also knows some of the rules of film.

According to the principle of losing money if the box office is no more than three times the cost, that is to say, the box office of this movie can conservatively reach -

900 million US dollars.

Wilson fell silent.

Liu Hongzhi couldn't help but look at the young man younger than himself, obviously suffering another shock.

The God-given Society is truly unfathomable.

"Jiang, I think we can talk in detail, let's go to my office."

Wilson smiled for the first time since entering the conference room.

Westerners are so realistic.

Or.

Simple.

More than an hour later.

Jiang Chen and Liu Hongzhi walked out of the Longtong Securities Building.

"These three million shares should be fine."

This is the business of securities companies. As long as the client's capital is sufficient, there is no reason not to cooperate.

and.

A large international securities firm like this has very professional ethics. As long as the customer can guarantee to pay the interest, they will not ask a single word about what the customer is doing with the stocks.

"Three million shares are still a long way from 20 million."

Jiang Chen said softly.

Liu Hongzhi, who wore gold-rimmed glasses and matched the street's temperament quite well, answered: "As long as you have enough strength, you can accomplish anything you want here."

"Too."

Jiang Chen smiled and looked at Wall Street with its many buildings. The streets were full of elites in suits and leather shoes, and the smell of money was in the air.

"I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you next."

"It should."

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, as if everything was unspoken.

For the next period of time, Liu Hongzhi seemed to have forgotten his own job, and was on Jiang Chen's behalf, contacting major securities companies.

certainly.

Jiang Chen wasn't idle either.

In addition to deliberately publishing clues about the "Tianci Society" on the Internet, how to ensure that this big lie does not reveal any flaws is undoubtedly an issue that requires his careful consideration.

The "Second Grandpa" whom Li Shuxin met was naturally a fictitious character, just a "ghost" actor hired by the director.

Even the Pullman was just a rented prop.
To be continued...