American Peanuts

Chapter 81 Are you also a graduate of the University of Pennsylvania?

When old Maple saw her daughter's legs... her expression was as ugly as eating over-pickled Mexican pickles.

Especially when I saw those characters... and it's Charlie Rossi's name!

"Oh my god, how can you dress like this?" Old Maple frowned.

"How about it, don't you think it looks good?" Ivani turned around in front of her father, and she could lift her feet to show him the products on her legs.

"You are like a woman standing on the street, go and take off this thing!" Old Maple couldn't help it and roared.

He dotes on his eldest daughter very much, and the last time he got angry with her was back in college when she had a trashy boyfriend.

Now it seems that that trash is better than Charlie Rossi and will not use his daughter as a "show tool".

"The whole family has been disgraced!" Old Maple's words became more and more serious.

This is the gate, and there are many people around, and these are all elites who have come out of the University of Pennsylvania over the years. They are not people with a high profile in the United States.

"Dad, please stop talking." Ivani was a little anxious. She saw many people looking over at her. She felt a lot of trouble. This was too embarrassing.

Maple slapped her daughter in the face with a sharp slap, making a crisp sound.

Old Maple immediately felt regret after taking this action... He had been thinking about his daughter and waited at the door. He wanted to give his daughter a surprise, but he didn't expect her to be dressed like this.

Originally, he really didn't want her to go to Charlie's company, that's what he was afraid of, but things happened to develop in the direction he least expected, and he suddenly became a little anxious.Furthermore, this was the first time he heard his daughter refuting him like this, and he felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness in his heart.

The combination of the three made him a little impulsive.

Charlie caught up at this time, called Gal Gadot, and took Ivani away.

"This is a misunderstanding..." As soon as Charlie said it, his collar was grabbed by Old Maple, and he was held slightly off the ground.

"If you dare to have any thoughts about my daughter again, I will chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs. All cooperation between us will be terminated, and Ivanie will also come back to New York with me. Do you understand?" Old Mep's eyes widened angrily. open eyes.

"This has to be based on her own will. Neither you nor I can force her." Charlie said without fear.

Old Maple raised his fist, and if someone hadn't stopped him, he would have hit Charlie in the face.

"If you don't want your daughter to cut off contact with you, you'd better restrain yourself." Charlie straightened his tie and walked into the school gate without any panic.

"Go away." Old Maple pushed away the people around him and walked towards the campus angrily.

Gal Gadot took Ivanie to the lounge. At this time, Ivanie was completely blind, with a bright red slap mark on her fair face.

Charlie walked in at this moment and closed the door.

As soon as she saw Charlie, Ivanie couldn't bear it any longer and cried aggrievedly, with big tears sliding down her cheeks.

"Why did he do this? I just want his approval. I'm not just a vase. I worked hard just for today. Why did he do this to me? What did I do wrong!" Ivanie howled at the end. burst into tears.

Charlie and Gal Gadot glanced at each other, and Gal Gadot shrugged, probably saying: Every family has a scripture that is difficult to recite.

"You go out first." Charlie asked Gal Gadot to leave, then took out a handkerchief from his breast pocket and handed it to Ivanie.

"This is also a misunderstanding..." Charlie didn't know what to say anymore, but generally he didn't want to see his daughter break up with her father, whether it was Ivanie or anyone else.

"Did you hear what he just said? He said that I am a street girl, so I will be a street girl. I have to wear it and let him watch it." Ivanie became more and more angry as she spoke.

"Forget it, it's not necessary."

"It's very necessary. This is not just a dress-up, but my life, my future life. I don't want to jump from one cage to another." Ivanie said decisively.

A pair of ripped socks has risen to the height of life...

Under Charlie's repeated persuasion, Ivanie became more and more insistent.

In the end, Charlie seemed helpless and had no choice but to give up. At this time, Ivanie's makeup was already stained and she was about to call her assistant to touch up her makeup. Charlie agreed on a time and place to meet her later and left first.

He also held a gift in his hand, which was naturally given to his mentor Edward Prescott.

Familiar campus, familiar corridors, familiar buildings, familiar classrooms, even the furnishings in the office are exactly the same. Prescott was still wearing an old suit jacket. When he heard someone coming in, he lowered his reading glasses. Only then did he realize it was Charlie.

"It turns out to be Big Boss Charlie. Welcome, how can I help you?" he said sarcastically.

Charlie threw the gift box directly in front of him.

"Old man, it seems you are living well." Charlie sneered.

Then he walked over, and Prescott also stood up. The two hugged deeply, and Prescott patted Charlie hard on the back several times.

"Emily found a good man, more handsome than you. You're in for a big loss."

"Oh, I really should congratulate her."

The two hugged each other for a long time before letting go.

"I didn't embarrass you. I'm doing pretty well now."

"A sensual man, I've seen the news about you."

"How is your health?"

"Fortunately, I'm not mad at you."

The two chatted for a full hour, all about their lives in the past few years.

The relationship between the two may have surpassed that between a teacher and a student, and Charlie felt that he was more like one of his elders.

Beyond that, he touches on a crucial topic.

"Teacher, I don't know if you have paid attention to the news I posted before..."

"I have read it, of course I have. Several professors in the department hold similar views as you, but they think that the economic crisis will definitely not be as serious as you said. As for my personal judgment, I think what you said is very correct." Prescott said unabashedly.

Charlie talked about his arrangements.

It's not impossible to operate with a few classmates, but Prescott obviously has more connections, and he wants to ask about the potential risks.

"That's too dangerous. You'd better keep quiet and do it secretly, as John Paulson is prepared to do. Or you can wait for public opinion to ferment before taking action."

"John Paulson? Where did you hear this name?" Charlie was a little surprised.

His operation plan was copied from John Paulson. Unexpectedly, the teacher already knew about this person.

"Uh...he came to me just now and asked similar questions to you."

"I didn't expect that he was also a graduate of the University of Pennsylvania." Charlie sighed.

"Can you introduce us two? Teacher."

"Of course, but I think you'd better take advantage of this opportunity to recruit more allies, such as..." He read out a name.

"He's here too?" Charlie became more and more surprised.

"Of course, he is the most famous alumnus of Pennsylvania." The teacher said matter-of-factly.

"Will he believe it?" Charlie hesitated.

"Most likely not, but he might give it a try. If he fails, he won't suffer much loss, and if he succeeds, he can make a small profit. From an investment perspective, it is of course reasonable. This is the advantage of having a large amount of funds. More choices,” the teacher explained.

"I can try, but I have to meet John Paulson first." Charlie nodded.

"He should be near the auditorium now. There will be an opening speech later."

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Charlie came out of the teacher's office and searched around the auditorium for a long time before he found John Paulson sitting on the steps.

He was holding a cup of Coke in his hand and looking at the people passing by, looking a little depressed.

Charlie walked over: "Hello, my name is Charlie Rossi, a graduate of the Department of Finance in 01."

"I seem to have heard your name..." John Paulson fell into memories.

"PB Magazine." Charlie reminded.

"Oh, I remembered. Why do you do that kind of flesh and blood business?" John Paulson became increasingly puzzled.

Ever since he saw Charlie's tweet, he tried to find information about Charlie Rossi on the Internet.

The result was a huge disappointment to him.

It can be said that Charlie Rossi was considered a very outstanding financial talent from the time he just graduated to 06, but in recent months, his style has changed suddenly, and he seems to be a completely different person.

Vulgar, boring, sensual.There is no difference from those upstarts.

"Are you under some witchcraft?" John Paulson didn't look like he was joking at all.

To him, there was no explanation for this change other than something mysterious and mysterious.

"We'd better skip this topic..." Charlie said awkwardly.

"I heard from Prescott that you've already started taking action."

"Yes, I have been taking action and raising funds at the same time, but the results are not good. CDS is about to fall into pieces. Even I don't know whether I should stick to it, so do you want to invest?"

"Not just investment, why don't we form a partnership?" Charlie said suddenly.

As the teacher said before, more funds means more choices, which will reduce potential risks.

"I can help you raise a lot of money." Charlie continued.

"Who?"

"I can't tell you everything yet, but I will meet with a potential investor later."

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The two talked for a long time, and when the time for the opening speech was approaching, a voice suddenly interrupted them.

"Charlie Rossi, I caught you. Outstanding graduate, raise your head and let me take a picture of you." A somewhat rich and magnetic voice came.

Charlie raised his head...and saw an unusually familiar face.

Elon Musk.

You also graduated from the University of Pennsylvania?

Charlie didn't know what to say for a while, but passively asked Elon Musk to take a picture of himself.

"I feel the need to introduce myself. I am the founder of eBay."

eBay is the prototype of Alipay. At this time, his Tesla is not enough.

(End of this chapter)