The next day, Zhang Bin said goodbye to Harlan and left Napa Valley for New York.

When they parted from the Hawkes, Bill seemed to be very reluctant to let Zhou Jingyu go, and the family invited Zhang Bin to go to Washington when they had time.

Mr. Harlan remembered what Zhang Bin said, he would send champagne to China.

Zhang Bin's itinerary in the next few days was more crowded.

"I guess there will be a lot of changes in the next few days, can you stand it?" Zhang Bin hugged Zhou Jingyu and asked softly.

"Yes, this can be regarded as an attempt," Zhou Jingyu said with a smile.

On the afternoon of the 23rd, Zhang Bin and his entourage arrived in New York and stayed at the Crowne Plaza Hotel on Broadway.

Hao Ren has always lived here, but he has changed from a suite to a single room, although he is not short of money, but there is no need to squander it so much.

For Hao Ren, making money is not such an important thing, just be happy.

So when his mother was sick, he couldn't afford much money to treat him.

But now, with the property left by his old son, he can squander it for decades.

Hundreds of millions of assets, Hao Ren can't use them up, he is not a person who is used to spending money, and staying in a hotel is nothing.

Compared with Hao Ren, Wang Zihang and his wife naturally have to save a lot, but for the convenience of work, the two bought a house on Broadway and paid in installments.

Zhang Bin paid them not low, the two only need to work hard for Zhang Bin for a few years, and there is no need to worry about this suite.

In the hotel, Zhang Bin opened a suite, met Hao Ren, and inquired about the funds in the current account.

Because of Zhang Bin's early explanation, Hao Ren and the others have withdrawn 50 million US dollars one after another, and there are still about 180 million US dollars left in the account.

"Bring it all up, the day after tomorrow at the latest, you go directly to London, and I have to go to Washington," Mr. Zhang said.

"To London?" Hao Ren was a little surprised, London can be regarded as the world's financial center, and Zhang Bin must have something to do there.

"Well, you contact Wang Zihang and ask them to prepare quickly", Zhang Bin commanded.

Take a break, Zhang Bin took Zhou Jingyu to Broadway in the evening.

Back at the hotel, Wang Zihang and his wife were already here.

Zhou Jingyu knew that they had something to discuss, so she went back to the room.

The four of them talked for two hours before they left.

On the 24th, Zhang Bin came to Merrill Lynch Securities and directly met O'Neill, who he hadn't seen for a long time.

Compared to the last time they met, O'Neill seemed to be a little more melancholy, and there was always a hint of worry between his eyebrows.

"Hi Zhang, long time no see, how are you doing?" O'Neill and Zhang Bin came to hug.

"I'm fine, but you're in some trouble, aren't you?" Zhang Bin said with a smile.

"How so," O'Neill said with a smile.

Zhang Bin didn't say much, sat down, and said with a smile: "I came here to transfer the remaining funds out, and I will talk to you."

"Now? Zhang, do you trust us anymore? O'Neill said with some distress.

"Alright, O'Neill, don't hide it here, there are already some signs of the subprime mortgage crisis, do you think you can still act as if nothing happened?" Zhang Bin looked directly at O'Neill, with a hint of annoyance in his tone, at this time O'Neill still wanted to fool him, did he think he was a fool?

O'Neill raised his hands and said with a firm expression: "No, Zhang, you believe me, the subprime mortgage crisis has not had much impact on us, Merrill Lynch is the third largest investment bank in the world, and it will not fall easily."

Zhang Bin sighed and said: "O'Neill, how many subprime mortgage securities has Merrill Lynch acquired, you know it in your own heart, I don't think I know much less than you, I think you are afraid that you are worried now and don't know what to do, are you already planning to close a part of the investment center?" ”

Zhang Bin's words shocked O'Neill, and it is true that the board of directors is already considering whether to close down a part of the investment center to reduce the outflow of funds and ensure the normal operation of the company.

O'Neill sat slowly in his chair, closed his eyes for a moment, and then opened them again.

"Okay, Zhang, thank you for your continued support to us, I'm sorry, our company can't give you an investment environment that makes you feel safe", O'Neill said with some apologies, "I just believe that this crisis will pass soon, and I hope you can still choose us when the time comes."

Zhang Bin stood up, "I hope."

On the afternoon of the 24th, Zhang Bin and Zhou Jingyu got on the plane again and headed for Washington.

When they left the airport, Zhang Bin saw a woman holding a sign with Zhang Bin's Chinese name written on it, which was here to pick them up.

This woman is the one who stayed in Longyang City to hide the eyes of the two assistants Melinda brought to Longyang last time, and it seems to be called Mia.

Zhang Bin waved his hand and gestured to the other party.

"Zhang, please come with me", Mia shook hands with Zhang Bin, and then led them out of the airport and headed for the hotel.

At the Hilton Hotel, Zhang Bin and they were placed in the presidential suite.

"Mia, I'd like to ask when I'll be able to meet Melinda," Zhang Bin asked.

"The boss said, let you have a good night's rest, and I will come to pick you up tomorrow morning", Mia said with a smile.

"Okay, I'm in trouble", Zhang Bin nodded.

"Yes, you rest, I'll go first", Mia nodded to Zhou Jingyu and left.

When Mia left, Zhou Jingyu hugged Zhang Bin directly and looked at him suspiciously, "I'm very strange, how can you have acquaintances wherever you go, when did you get so mixed up in the United States?" ”

Zhang Bin proudly picked up Zhou Jingyu, kissed her smooth face, and said with a smile: "Your man's ability is great, you can see it slowly."

Zhou Jingyu took a sip of him and said with a smile: "You are a little man at most."

Zhang Bin smiled ambiguously, "Little man? Then I'll have to show you in the evening whether I'm a little man or a big man."

Zhou Jingyu exclaimed, the person had been carried into the bathroom by Zhang Bin, and there was no need to elaborate on it.

The two didn't toss for too long, after all, they were tired after sitting on the plane for so long in a row in the past few days.

The next day, the two slept directly until ten o'clock in the morning and didn't wake up until Mia called Zhang Bin.

"Oh, you wait a minute, we'll come down right away", Zhang Bin hung up the phone, sat up, ignored Zhou Jingyu, who was still asleep, and directly picked her up and walked into the bathroom.

"Ah", Zhou Jingyu's exclamation soon came from the bathroom.

More than ten minutes later, the two went out of the bathroom and began to change clothes.

At ten twenty, the two went out, and Chen Yi and Wu Long were already waiting outside.

Outside the hotel, Mia opened the car door and let Zhang Bin and Zhou Jingyu get into the car, and then sat in the co-pilot.

As for Chen Yi and Wu Long, they were naturally sitting in the car of the bodyguard in the back.

"Where are we going now?" Zhang Bin asked Mia.

"I heard that you came here today, and Mr. Gates and the boss have prepared a family dinner for you at home, inviting you and your friends to come," Mia said with a smile.

"Mr. Gates's family dinner?" Zhang Bin was stunned for a moment, isn't this treatment a little too good.