Wall Street Legend

  Chapter 85 Reconciliation?

  Edward Johnson Jr. was willing to raise the white flag to surrender.

  Wall Street is not big, a street is only that long, and you can walk from the beginning to the end in a few minutes at a faster pace.

  Small is not small. There are thousands of companies and 200,000 to 300,000 employees. Every time after get off work, the surrounding streets can be so congested that drivers doubt their lives. Many billionaires are just like ordinary people, and their luxury cars are trapped in the traffic flow.

It’s true that housing prices in Manhattan are high, but considering that in years of good income, the average salary of Wall Streeters can reach about 250,000 U.S. dollars. Thinking about the hard work of both husband and wife, it will take a few years to earn a small house, plus The concentration of rich people from all over the world in this city, as well as the reasonable rent level, the current average price remains within a reasonable range.

  As one of the heirs of the Fidelity Investment Group, the gambling agreement between Little Edward and Ye Dongqing was spread in the small circle as an interesting story.

At present, the Johnson family is such a good heir. He studied at Harvard and made a lot of money in business. People have already expected that as long as there are no major problems, Edward Johnson Jr. will be handed over from his mother in the future. Take over this giant ship.

She is taller than short, and feels that her son's personality is not very good, and his mind is not very smart, but the strong woman in charge of Fidelity Investment Group is still satisfied with her son, and someone helps her to watch her every move. Avoid causing any trouble, or going astray.

Hearing the progress of the VAM agreement reported by her subordinates, Ms. Johnson's face was very ugly. After learning about the difference in performance between the two parties, she showed a surprised expression. Under Ye Dongqing's abnormal results, it was not wrong to lose. The rate of return of this company is already quite good, but it is a pity that it has chosen the wrong opponent.

  The tall and eye-catching female assistant is named Stephanie Dupont, who is the Dupont of the Dupont consortium.

   It just developed to her generation, which has already been separated from the main line. If it weren't for this relationship, a junior at Yale would never have gotten into the current job.

  The consortium era is gone forever, but so much wealth was accumulated at the beginning that in the 21st century, future generations can still enjoy the glory.

Standing beside Mrs. Johnson, he asked intimately: "Do you want to talk to your youngest son? I'm worried that he will be frustrated by this. The young man can't bear too much frustration. The bodyguard reported that little Edward was drunk in the bar last night. In a fight, the only one who gets hurt is the opponent."

   "Him? Fighting?"

It was hard for Mrs. Johnson to imagine that her fat son could still fight. She said cheerfully, "Aren't you a young man? Call him to my office. I want to talk to him about it. You can help me out." Handle it well, I don't want any scandals to come out.

  A high school student in a public school without any resources, it is hard to imagine that he can make so much money in such a short period of time. My intuition tells me that he only cares about money. Go and help me settle this matter, you know what I mean? "

  Stephanie nodded. She is an extremely smart girl, otherwise she would not have been sent by the family to Mrs. Johnson for training. If she is not capable, she will only be laughed at.

   When he went out, he called Little Edward first, told him about the arrangement to meet his mother, and then asked for the phone number of the "little guy" named Leo Ye.

  Now even her family needs to start thinking about marrying a powerful force. According to Stephanie's parents, they hope that this beautiful daughter can be with little Edward. She knows what her parents are planning and feels deeply humiliated.

   What's even more tragic is that in the eyes of parents, he is already considered a high climber.

  There are so many beautiful girls in the world, how many of them might marry into a super rich family? Compared with the wealth of the Johnson family in Boston, the wealth of the Stephanie family's four to five billion US dollars is indeed a bit out of hand.

  Stephanie occasionally felt that her parents were seriously ill, or that her relatives were also sick, and she was immersed in the glory of the past and was unwilling to wake up.

With a family history of more than 200 years, hundreds of branches have been reproduced. In order to ensure that the wealth does not flow out, the ancient intra-family marriage model is still adopted. Stephanie is very glad that her parents are not cousins, or she has missing arms or mental retardation. Yes, it was unbearable for her.

Marionettes can't resist anything. Fate has been arranged a few years ago. Marry a distant cousin, or marry this fat man who just talked to her on the phone. To be honest, she thinks the latter is better, at least Don't worry about giving birth to a freak.

   No matter how rich you are, you can’t change the genetic defects caused by the marriage of close relatives. Occasionally, when you hear that your relatives are pregnant, and then the child disappears, it’s as if it was never born.

  Stephanie knew what was going on here, most likely it was secretly sent to a children's relief society to kill herself, and she only realized after she grew up why she often saw idiot children from relatives when she was a child, and more than one...

  The task of asking Ye Dongqing to keep the result of the gambling agreement and avoid embarrassing little Edward was handed over to Stephanie by Mrs. Johnson.

  After receiving the call from this stranger, Ye Dongqing smiled very happily, because since the other party was so urgent, even Mrs. Johnson paid close attention to it, which meant that she could open her mouth like a lion and kill the other party.

  In addition to the provision in the VAM agreement that "the company's assets are owned by the other party", he thinks that it should cost about 10 million U.S. dollars. The face of a tens of billions of dollars family must not be worth several million U.S. dollars.

  I have already made up my mind that if we can't reach an agreement, I will really let little Edward yell "I'm a pig!". The spirit of the contract must not be lost. I don't want to spend money, but I have to shut myself up obediently. How can there be such a good thing.

The meeting place was agreed to be at a Starbucks not far from the hospital. The tables and chairs were very stylishly designed, but unfortunately they would make customers feel uncomfortable. Some were tall, some were short, and the plugs kept falling out. This was driving people away quietly. The little secret of leaving is that there is a billboard that says: Hurry up and finish drinking, hurry up and get out! Don't delay me from doing other business!

  Laura and the paid nurses took care of Zhao Liuli at the same time, so Ye Dongqing didn't need to worry about it.

  He arrived early and ordered two caramel macchiatos. Compared with American or espresso, the coffee in it was slightly less. Recently, he had to overcome jet lag enough to give him a headache, and he didn’t want to be unable to sleep because of coffee.

  After getting rich, I became calmer and felt that my cow 13 was broken, and I no longer needed to worry about livelihood issues, and my future prospects became clearer.

   A few minutes later, a well-regulated white Porsche 911 parked on the side of the road, and a beautiful woman came out of it, with dark brown hair, which made her skin whiter.

   His eyes were blue, and he was sitting by the window where the Christmas tree pattern had already been posted, so he could see it clearly.

  Looking at each other with a smile, he thought that little Edward came to negotiate in person, and only thought that Stephanie was a beautiful woman who happened to come to buy coffee...

  (end of this chapter)