Mark didn’t come alone
He is arm in arm with a gorgeous lady Catherine, deputy manager of investment department of Merrill Lynch-of course, being that second daughter of the president can attract more attention.
Since the meeting in the restaurant, Chen Yi has paid more attention to the Vatican, but he has not made direct contact with Mark. Adding a group of European goods to attack him and laugh is somewhat false.
If he hadn’t been a stranger in Washington, he wouldn’t have entertained them.
Catherine came to the living room like walking on the red carpet, talking and laughing in front of Chen Yi. "It’s really enviable for Mr. Cheng’s young talents to struggle for his family business by himself."
"I’m not religious." Chen Yishi didn’t want to listen to him.
In addition, the increase in strength makes him more and more able to stimulate the feelings of justice when facing evil forces-of course, judging evil and justice should belong to his own subjective interests.
Mark smiled and introduced the woman around him. "This is Miss Catherine, the deputy manager of investment department of Merrill Lynch. You have met her before."
"Miss Catherine"
Chen Yi’s expression is still faint.
Mark unexpectedly continued, "Mr. Chen, we are here to join Jinyuan International Company in the name of Merrill Lynch."
He smiles with a magic stick, and this expression is quite lethal to fools. Ignoring fools, fools and fools will also be quite lethal when they are not paying attention.
However, Chen Yi has seen too many magic sticks. Which of the wizards of the kingdom of San Chio is not a living fairy-like figure
Ever since the magic subway came into being, Chen Yi occasionally thinks that there may or may not be a god in the world, but if there is a god, he must be a yellow-skinned China person. Otherwise, why did he get such an important means of transportation? Things like Jesus Christ may be the same, but they are like true mistresses. They can do some annoying things on weekdays, but they will open their eyes and close their eyes if they are distracted.
Now, Chen Yiyong, a mistress, can’t afford a little sense of worship for fools.
Mark put away his disappointment and smiled. "Mr. Chen, we have two plans for you to refer to. One is to jointly invest to set up a new company, and we will help you pass the new bill. The other is that Merrill Lynch will buy Jinyuan International at a price of 50,000 US dollars, and we will invest another 100 million US dollars. Of course, you must be able to guarantee Jinyuan International’s profitability …"
This generous condition is unimaginable, especially the second acquisition is equal to giving Chen Yi nearly 100 million dollars for nothing.
It is easy to transport 100 million dollars to Wall Street, but it is difficult to own 100 million dollars.
It can be said that except Mark, a person who thinks that Chen Yi relies on a certain program rather than a supercomputer to get rich, his company will never pay this price-according to the general rate of return, the annual return rate of a normal flash trader is only 2% to 3%, which is not too much to be feared.
Their flourishing age has not yet arrived, and they are still limited by the computing power of computers.
No one knows that Chen Yi’s offshore company can earn 150 thousand dollars a day. No one knows that his company is lucky.
It is conceivable that when Mark made this deal, he was under a lot of pressure. If Catherine didn’t support the investment department around him, he would have been split out.
In fact, however, his judgment was wrong.
The "siren" can’t get a face-to-face stake in the company. In other words, if Mark takes 50,000 beautiful scenery to Chen Yi who runs away, Merrill Lynch will get nothing.
Of course, the bank will evaluate the transaction when it is really necessary, but the strictness of such evaluation varies from person to person. If you really want to make a big profit from it, there are many successful people in Wall Street history.
Chen Yi shook his head regretfully. "You have the wrong person."
"The company doesn’t belong to you?"
Chen Yi shook his head and didn’t talk.
Mark was silent.
His judgment is based on the fact that it is very simple. If Jinyuan International Company really has a supercomputer that can monopolize the NYSE, then this supercomputer will bring down a small company in two or three months.
More precisely, a small company simply can’t afford to build such a supercomputer.
Therefore, he believes that it is a genius to produce a magical computer program in a flash, just like what Nobel Prize winners did in long-term management companies.
On the whole, Mark is still a brave young man with a bright future-he is too easy to trust his own judgment and always tends to be partial.
However, if the company is not Chen Yi-how is this possible!
Mark shook his head. "Mr. Chen, after careful investigation, we know that you own Jinyuan International Company …"
"It’s very simple to investigate."
"Merrill Lynch won’t be financed by you on Wall Street," Catherine suddenly spoke.
Her identity is still a bit intimidating.
Chen Yixiao suddenly asked, "How did you know I came to America?"
"I’m a little …" Mark answered yes, but didn’t say anything.