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"Good afternoon, Mr. Han."

Sitting in the TING restaurant on the 35th floor of the Shard, enjoying English black tea and scones, Antoine Gachet, who was casually flipping through the Daily Mirror, raised the ceramic teacup in his hand, and Han Yi, who was walking towards him, revealed a A warm and peaceful smile.

"Would you like a cup of tea?"

"Thank you, urgently needed."

Han Yi sat across from Antoine, stretched his waist, massaged the back of his neck with one hand, and gave him a thankful look at the investment manager who poured tea and milk for him.

"Last night... oh, sorry." Antoine raised his hands halfway in the air, "It's easy to ask, idiomatic language."

When Diplo led the girls into the presidential suite, Antoine Gachet was there. Of course, he knew what Han Yi was busy with in the second half of the night.

"It's ok."

Every time a similar topic is mentioned, Han Yi still feels unnaturally stagnant from the bottom of his heart.He picked up the teacup and buried his face in it.

"Yes, Antoine."

"I'm here, Mr. Han."

"I want to ask..."

Han Yi smashed his mouth, picked up a scone that was still hot, peeled off a small piece and put it in his mouth.

"Are you sure that all our investment funds have been transferred to the acquisition target?"

"Yes."

"Each one?"

"Every pen."

Antoine Gachet took off his gold-rimmed glasses for reading, and looked at Han Yi with gentle eyes, the puzzlement in his tone was diluted very lightly.

"Why do you ask that, Mr. Han?"

why?
because……

All investment funds have been in place, but the rewards have not yet arrived.

Today, June 2016, 6, the several investment cases currently confirmed by Han Capital have all completed the transaction process.

Hartbeat’s US$2500 million, TaP’s US$1500 million, and Mad Decent’s US$3600 million have already arrived at the other party’s account at the end of last month. Halsey Inc., which invested US$1800 million, also announced the establishment of Electric at the beginning of this month, with US$5200 million. The Feel acquisition was also finalized on Monday.

Even the $1.3 million slate deal of Sony Pictures' five films and the $1000 million endowment fund of the University of Southern California have all been dealt with.

The endowment fund is very simple. Han Yi first allocated 150 million US dollars in his own name as the first start-up capital of the fund.The specific purpose is to provide entrepreneurial funds and employment subsidies for fresh graduates of USC Yowen and Yang College, and provide scholarships of no more than 50% of tuition fees for students who are still studying, especially ethnic minorities.

Sony Pictures' slate deal is a little more complicated.Because in the selected list, "Game of the Brave", "Blade Runner 2049", "Hotel Transylvania 3" and "Emoji Fantasy Adventure" have entered the formal production process, only "Venom" is still in the preparatory stage.Therefore, according to the agreement between Sony Pictures and CEP-III, the investment of 1.3 million US dollars needs to be entered into a bank account opened by Sony Pictures, supervised by CEP-III, and jointly managed by both parties, and then according to the actual progress of the project, Appropriate payments in batches to specific production units.

Of the total investment of US$2.86 million, except for USC, which has USC of USC 850 million left to be paid later, nothing is left.In order to monitor the real-time status of these projects, Antoine Gachet also hired two junior asset management managers, one is responsible for following up all music investment projects, and the other is dedicated to tracking Sony Pictures and other non-financial investment projects in the future. The progress of music investment projects.

In other words, all the to-do items that can trigger the reward return mechanism have been completed one by one, but Han Yi still hasn't received any text messages or memo update notifications.

In the past few days, Han Yi has tried to ask about the situation through a memo in a private space where no one is disturbed.

The only answer to him was silence.

No, this description is actually not accurate, and what responded to him was not only silence.Every time Han Yi asked about this matter, the memo would paste and copy the five maxims again, like an automatic reply.

[1. "I don't count how many sit-ups I do. I only start counting when I feel pain, because only those are the most important." - Muhammad Ali]

[2. "There are no accidental encounters between souls." - Sheila Burke]

[3. "Absorb what is useful, discard what is useless, and add what belongs to you." ——Bruce Lee]

[4. "Suppose, dear reader, that you are an idiot. And suppose that you are a member of Congress... I say that sentence twice." -Mark Twain]

[5. "If opportunity doesn't knock, build one yourself." - Milton Burleigh]

The content of the five sentences has not changed in any way, but Han Yi, who reads the memo many times almost every day, still finds a difference.

colour.

The first and fourth articles are still written in black, but part of the words in the second, third, and fifth articles have turned red.

About 50% of the second line is covered with bright red, the third line is less than 10% dyed, and the fifth line is almost 85%.

progress bar?

Frowning and studying for a long time, this is the only reasonable explanation Han Yi can give.

It is easy to understand that the first and fourth clauses have no color change. He is busy with his affairs and has not had time to exercise seriously. Of course, he has not had any contact with those members of Congress whom Mark Twain called idiots.

The fifth piece of information you want to convey, not to mention fully understood, at least a good guess. "If the opportunity doesn't knock, build one yourself", it should be related to improving the business structure.Now that the layout of music has basically come to an end, the only thing that needs to be completed is the staff of Han Capital.

After all, it is far from enough to have Antoine Gachet in charge of the asset management department. At least one person in charge of the lifestyle field and a CEO who controls the overall situation must be recruited. The blueprint is truly transformed into the reality of landing.

But what do the other two... mean?
Han Yi is still puzzled for the time being, but it is not difficult to infer from their silence that if he wants to get the next reward—the most likely is the unexpired 12 billion from the Carlyle Group—he must find a way Turn all five maxims into red.

What's the matter?

He didn't even know where to start.

"It's okay, just to make sure."

Thinking of this, Han Yi waved his hand, and gave Antoine a smile to show that everything was fine, and covered it lightly.

"Mainly here, there's nothing to do but wait, so there's always irrelevant questions being asked over and over."

"I apologize to you for the efficiency of this country." Antoine pressed his chest and said with a smile, "However, tomorrow afternoon, at the latest the day after tomorrow morning, all the procedures for the innovator visa will be ready. The lawyer's side , The articles of association and the memorandum can also be prepared tomorrow, after signing, use TaP's office address to formally register."

"Oh, I'm not in a hurry." Han Yi lowered his eyes and stared at the scones in his hand, his voice was very soft, "It's okay to stay a few more days."

"You can arrange the rest of the day freely, go shopping, or taste delicious food. It would be a pity if you don't make full use of it when you come to London City." Antoine carefully observed the subtle changes in Han Yi's expression, very considerate Heartily turned the topic to a lighter track.

"What food? Fish and chips or a full English breakfast?"

"Don't do that to yourself."

Antoine, the Frenchman, grinned with physical disgust.

“You can try French food here, or maybe Japanese food. Apart from local food, everything else in London is pretty good.”

"How did you survive in England for so many years?" Recognizing the strong negative emotions in Antoine's tone, Han Yi asked with great interest, "Eat out, or cook at home?"

"I don't have time to make it myself, so...chicken marsala." Antoine made a pistol shape with his hand, pointed at Han Yi, and slammed his mouth, "The only one left to the world by the British is worth a try." mentioned dishes."

"But that's a variant of Indian food."

"Give them some breathing space, do you really expect these people to research something edible without any external assistance?"

The mockery of the barren food culture in the British Isles is the greatest common divisor of Han Yi and Antoine, who come from the two food temples of the East and the West.

Toast each other like Leonardo DiCaprio in "The Great Gatsby", and today's British humiliation is over.

"What are your plans for the afternoon, Antoine?"

Continuing to wipe out the scones on the plate, Han Yi asked casually.

"Meet up with some old friends and visit the Tate Modern. What about you?"

"Go to the British Museum and see what they have stolen from my country."

Han Yi spread his hands and said.

"Then, who knows? Let's take a walk in the direction of Buckingham Palace, Kensington Palace or Harrods. Finally, you come to a city with a little more developed public transportation. You have to use your feet well."

"Sounds ambitious, boss."

Antoine Gachet wiped his hands and put on the French beret he never seemed to leave.

“Good luck with your visit in advance!”

……

"I have to admit, Mr. Han..."

Two and a half hours later, Fiyamu Derwig, who was half a step behind Han Yi, sighed.

"I never expected you to be such a good walker."

I have been to the British Museum two days ago, and more importantly, the feeling of visiting the British Museum is completely different from the feeling of visiting the Metropolitan Museum.Most of the collections in the latter are donated or purchased, but everyone knows how the treasures exhibited in the former traveled across the ocean to London.

If there is no sale, there will be no killing, and if there is no colonization, there will be no plunder. Han Yi does not intend to contribute another 45 pounds to the British Museum. He will go there to see the stolen Liangzhu jade cong, the white marble Buddha statue in Chongguang Temple and the murals of the Three Bodhisattvas in Qingliang Temple. Make yourself angry.

Of course, without the company of a beautiful woman, even the most dazzling cultural relics will appear dull.

Thinking of the beautiful figure standing gracefully at the intersection of Fifth Avenue and East 82nd Street, Han Yi's expression dimmed, and his pace of shuttling through the streets of London accelerated to the point that even Fei Yamu found it difficult to follow.

In this way, they walked through the small and exquisite Soho Park and walked south along the narrow one-way street of Frith Street.The distance of three blocks, less than 10 minutes' walk, when they stood in front of the T-junction where Shaftesbury Street intersected, they looked at the Chinese signboard "Tong Ren Tang" across the street, which was written in Chinese characters on the right side When I opened the "Guanghua Bookstore", London's China Town was just around the corner.

"The last time I was here, I was robbed of six thousand pounds."

Following the real London residents to cross the road where there is no zebra crossing, Han Yi pointed to the back alley next to Tongrentang Pharmacy, and said to Fei Yamu with a smile.

The time in the previous life is also counted as the last time.

"Shit." Fei Yamu swears and asked in surprise, "How can you steal so much money?"

"I have a little cough, so I went to the pharmacy to buy some cough medicine. The proprietress said that the machine in front of me can't swipe credit cards, so I have to take the card inside to swipe..." Han Yi curled his lips, regretting his blind trust in his compatriots at that time, " She then used the copied information to buy a Macbook and an iPhone on the day I was leaving London."

"That's why I never use a credit card, boss, and only pay in cash." Fei Yamu shook his head, his tone firm, "I don't need a password, and my money can be transferred with a swipe? No, thank you."

"Even if you don't swipe your card, it's not very safe... Do you see the thing like the arch in front? In Chinese, we call it the archway."

Han Yi turned left and walked to Macclesfield Street, one of the many entrances in Chinatown with plaques.

"On the third night in London, I went to the Chinese restaurant here for dinner. As soon as I walked to the street, I felt someone flipping my backpack. Looking back, a very cute-looking blonde girl had put half The arms are all in."

"What was her reaction?"

"She took out her hand, smiled at me, then turned around and walked away like nothing happened."

"incredible."

"Yes, this is the first and second impression that Chinatown in London left for me." Han Yi patted Fei Yamu's arm thicker than the street piles, and said with a smile, "However, this time I should No need to worry about these things."

"It never happens to Albanians, boss."

Feyamu snorted proudly.

"Here, in America, nobody dares to mess with us."

"Good for you." Han Yi narrowed his eyes slightly appreciatively, as if applauding Fei Yamu's national pride, "As a thank you, I invite you to have a Sichuan spicy hot pot here tonight."

"...I'm trying a new healthy meal recipe that doesn't allow me any spices, especially spicy ones."

During the relaxed chat, Han Yi and Fei Yamu crossed Ward Street, walked out of the small Chinatown, and walked in the opposite direction of Leicester Square in the direction of the setting sun.

The wide driveways in Los Angeles are extremely unfriendly to pedestrians, and the filth of New York's black dirt covering the entire sidewalk, and the steel forest that blocks the sky most of the time, except for a ray of sunlight, can hardly be seen. I can't afford to wander in the meantime.

But the ancient capital London, which has existed for thousands of years as a city and didn't exist for any modern means of transportation, is very different.The most convenient way for humans to commute here, apart from the hundreds of densely packed "pipes" underground, is their own feet.

The streets are old but not dilapidated, and most of the buildings on both sides are less than ten meters high.Baroque, Georgian, Regency, Victorian, Edwardian, to pre-war Art Deco, with the occasional flash of Modern.The core city of London has retained almost all the imprints of the times since the Great Fire of 1666.

In other words, the City of London itself is an excellent history museum.Wandering among them, every inconspicuous old building may be a well-known tourist landmark.

How big is St James's Park?Not as good as the greening of my community.

The three-story building next to it, which seems to have been burned twice, is the London Library?
What is this place that looks like Huaguo Bathing City?
Oxford and Cambridge Club?

Aren't these two rivals?

Why do all the clubs come together?

Can you imagine that in Los Angeles, there is a club called USC&UCLA Club?
As long as you pay attention, the eternal capital of England can bring you endless surprises, especially for people like Han Yi who love to study history.Along the way, St. James's Palace, Spencer's House, and Lancaster's House were dizzying, and the crowded Queen Victoria Monument and Buckingham Palace appeared in front of Han Yi without warning. A Huaguo tour guide with a little lama giving a Chinese commentary, Han Yi, who is busy walking, may miss this scenic spot.

Piccadilly Avenue, Knightsbridge, Harrods, Hyde Park, Imperial College, Royal Academy of Music, Royal Albert Hall, Natural History Museum... within a radius of less than one kilometer, there are too many impressions There are so many cultural attractions in the city, and the weather at [-] degrees is quite pleasant, so that Han Yi, who has walked from Soho to Chelsea after countless Pret A Mangers, still does not feel tired at all.

"Honestly, I was also surprised by my performance today, Feamu."

Kicking his feet on the spot, Han Yi glanced at Feamu Derwig, who looked at him with admiration, and smiled proudly.

"At least in my memory, it seems that I have never walked such a long distance in one breath... Do you know what this means, Feyamu?"

"What does it mean, boss?"

"It means we're lost."

Looking at the beige wooden door at the end of the alley and the dead end it represented, Han Yi looked around but didn't see any signs.

In the hinterland of the Chelsea residential area, these small maroon houses that are connected together seem to have grown into one shape.

"Looks like it's time to take an Uber back to the hotel, Feyamu."

Han Yi took out his mobile phone, pressed it twice, and found that it had run out of power at some point.

"Oops...does your phone still have power?"

"It was shut down half an hour ago." Fei Yamu shrugged, "I told you just now, boss."

"Ah, damn it, okay, it doesn't matter, at least we have the queen with us."

Han Yi took out three 50-pound notes from his trouser pocket and raised them towards Fei Yamu.

"There is only one problem to be solved now...how the hell do we get out of here. Where should we go on the road we came over just now?"

"Are you lost?"

At this moment, an energetic young voice sounded beside my ears.

Still an American accent.

"Yes, that's great, do you know..."

Han Yi turned around and was about to ask the kind lady a question, but was surprised to find that Barbara Pavin was holding a bulging butter shopping paper bag, looking at him narrowly and giggling.

"First I couldn't find a place to eat in Ibiza, then I got lost in London."

"Mr. Han..."

"You need to put some oil on your brain."

(End of this chapter)