Wall Street Legend

  Chapter 69 Confused

   Malik Fassi felt that there was some truth to it. He was used to living a comfortable life since he was a child, but over time he didn't like to use his brain, and he was worried that he would waste his money.

  At this moment, he opened his mouth and said to Ye Dongqing: "I knew you would not let me down, you are the financial expert who really cares about me, other people, including my mother, just want to take the money away from me!

  So if there is no better investment channel, I will invest another sum of money in your company. Is there a wealth management product that pays once and returns part of the dividend every month? "

Ye Dongqing turned her head quickly, and immediately told the other party: "I can tailor a financial plan for you, and you can get it back every month... As long as you buy 10 million US dollars, how about giving you 1% every month? That's exactly one hundred thousand dollars.

I will give you 1.2 million U.S. dollars a year, the principal remains unchanged, and the annualized interest rate is as high as 12%. Our company will help you bear the risk. You will never lose even one cent, as long as you pay three cents in advance Monthly notice, the principal can be withdrawn at any time. "

  Actually, Ye Dongqing was puzzled, not understanding how he became the good guy that Malik said.

However, he did not have the idea of ​​defrauding anyone. He just used information asymmetry to try to obtain huge profits from the investment with the help of other principals. The dividend ratio returned to investors is very conscientious. Everyone makes money. People will be unhappy.

   "That means investing another seven million dollars? No problem, I'll have a financial advisor talk to you, and then I can write a check, now let's go play.

   I still remember last time you said, let me have an event and invite you to join me. I haven’t forgotten that this time, my friends are all here. I will introduce you to them later. Whether you can attract investment depends on your own ability. "

   "Well, thank you, so where are we going now?" Ye Dongqing looked out of the car window, and she was not approaching the downtown area of ​​Boston.

  Malik shuts the door, telling him, "You'll find out later, but you'd better get your checkbook ready..."

Because of this sentence, Ye Dongqing thought that these little guys were planning to gamble with her, and couldn't help but wonder if Malik Fasi was pretending to be stupid, and wanted to set up a so-called fairy dance by the Chinese, and then slaughtered Kill yourself.

Considering the three million dollars that he invested in Freshwater Fund Company last time, he didn't think the other party would be so courageous, throwing out this huge sum of money just to lure him into the bait, not to mention that if they were really smart, they wouldn't choose him. When we first met, Ye Dongqing was still poor.

  After thinking of this, his expression remained the same, and he was ready to take one step at a time.

The two of them chatted, and eventually the Rolls-Royce parked on the edge of the pier, floating in rows of yachts, including a big guy with words "Fidelity-Investment-Group" painted on the side of the hull. Group, one of the world's largest fund management companies, currently manages more than 500 billion US dollars in assets, if it has not just encountered a financial tsunami, the scale will be even larger.

  Compared with Fidelity Investment Group, which has been established for more than half a century, Ye Dongqing’s freshwater fund company is undoubtedly a small shrimp. The helm of Fidelity has lived in Boston for a long time. It is not surprising that this ship appeared on the dock.

  The strange thing is that Malik Fasi actually knew someone from this family, and took Ye Dongqing to board the ship from the stairs.

Before he had time to think about it, Ye Dongqing had already seen several strangers when he showed his head. They all looked quite young. Malik's plane was not as grand as his previous one, and this yacht was much bigger than his. A small group of people stood on the deck , appearing empty.

  Still confused until now, when he heard Malick asking for credit, he shouted to a young white man: "Little Edward! I brought the Chinese boss I met on Wall Street!"

  Ye Dongqing suddenly showed a stunned expression. It seemed that it was all nonsense before, and the point was that someone wanted to see him.

Little Edward, he remembered the name of the founder of the Fidelity Fund Group, Edward C. Johnson. Combined with the yacht under his feet, he couldn't help thinking of something, but he didn't understand how the rich three generations with family assets worth tens of billions of dollars I will be interested in my mud leg.

   It is totally unreasonable to say that Danshui Fund crossed the line before being targeted by the other party. How could Fidelity Fund be short of more than 20 million U.S. dollars?

   Just relying on blind thinking is useless, Ye Dongqing looked at the little fat man who was playing golf, and with the swing, a ball flew far to the surface of the sea, where it fell and splashed water.

  The height is less than 1.7 meters, but the weight is at least 250 pounds, and the whole person looks calm and arrogant.

Of course, this may be the halo effect attached to money. You must understand that the strong woman who may be his mother is ranked in the top 30 on the Forbes rich list, with hundreds of billions of dollars in her hands. To tremble three times, Ye Dongqing clearly remembered the surname "Johnson".

The fat man named Little Edward stuck his golf clubs in the snowdrifts on the deck of the yacht, came to question Ye Dongqing, and said, "You want to cheat my friend's money? I also run a company on Wall Street. He has heard of your character, he doesn't know what you want to do, but I know!"

   "Cheat me?" Malik was dumbfounded, and hurriedly said: "No, no, there is some misunderstanding here, he is investing for me!"

   "My poor friend, you must have been scammed. After listening to you last night, I guessed that no one would launch that kind of financial product, unless it is a liar!"

  The fat man yelled loudly.

  Ye Dongqing has strange eyes, and somehow feels... a bit strange. I thought that God is really fair and gave the other party a wealthy family environment, but he also poured water into his brain, or maybe he didn't give him a brain.

Unable to bear being splashed with dirty water by others, he stretched out his hand to interrupt and said: "Freshwater Fund Company, the office is in Building 2 of Wall Street, the phone number is 212-380-83*9, the name of the company's operating officer is Vigo Moore, you can talk to that lady Verify my identity.

   Maybe no one dared to sell it before, but now it has appeared, insulting my reputation for no reason, do you think Chinese means liars, easy to bully? "

Little Edward was about to speak when he heard the words. He hesitated for a moment and held back what he wanted to say. He didn't want to get involved in any lawsuits related to racial discrimination. Being famous means that all stains will be magnified. It's not good to be caught talking about it up.

  He shook his head and said to Ye Dongqing: "It has nothing to do with your skin color, I just want to say that no one is stupid enough to fix the annualized interest rate, and it can guarantee no loss!"

   "It's just that you are not capable enough. Young people must speak properly. I have a grudge against you? Or do I owe you money?

  Since you don’t have any, then keep your mouth shut. Don’t be arrogant just because your grandparents helped you accumulate money. If you have the guts to stand up and compare your achievements with me! "

   After speaking, she raised her middle finger, Ye Dongqing finally looked a little young.

   It's all due to the strong secretion of hormones in the body, or the alcohol hurt the brain last night, otherwise it should be good to make money, there is no need to be so stiff...

  (end of this chapter)