Chapter 158: Poor Little Girl

The next day, Henry arrived in the city of Cambridge. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As an elite on Wall Street, although he is bankrupt and has become a rich man, he can still do it with a school pass.

As for the reason for enrolling, what he said was: to find a professor to talk about the sponsorship of the experiment.

For this reason, Henry passed the security check and also skipped the FBI's special review. After all, the school is so big, the FBI can't scrutinize everyone.

Of course, he wasn't lying, he did know a professor from the chemistry department.

And they've been friends for years.

In a professor's dormitory, he met his friend and quickly told him what he meant.

After listening, the professor's face was very embarrassed.

Strangers can't get close to the little prodigy, so you have to be your own introduction.

"You know what? I was already planning to jump off the building yesterday! Henry said with a blank face.

As soon as these words came out, the professor understood what his friend meant.

What this means is: if he doesn't help, he's going to jump.

"Okay, I'll take you!"

Thanks to the guarantee of the school's well-known professors, Henry only came to the villa of the prodigy after a brief inquiry.

"Ding Dong!" "Ding Dong!" ……

After the doorbell rang twice, Alice opened the door. Seeing that it was a professor at the school, Alice hurriedly invited the two of them in.

As soon as they walked into the living room, the two saw a cute little guy who was lying on the sofa drawing.

"Hi, little Ike! What are you drawing? ”

Hearing the professor's question, Ike looked up and replied cutely, "I'm drawing pumpkins!" ”

"Oh, is it? Let me see how you draw? ”

The professor walked over and looked at the little one's drawing. Seeing this, the professor almost didn't vomit the overnight meal.

Is this Nima a pumpkin? I don't know if I thought you were drawing rotten pears!

"He really has no artistic talent!"

At this time, Alice also came over and took away the little one's painting.

"Ike, stop drawing, Mr. Professor has something to do with you!"

What's up?

Ike looked at the professor suspiciously, then turned his gaze to a strange middle-aged man behind the professor.

Seeing Ike looking at him, the strange man hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out his hand excitedly, and said, "Little Ike, hello, my name is Henry Clive, and I work on Wall Street. I saw your tweet and offered to help you with your donation for free! ”

"Is that okay?"

As soon as these words came out, Ike smiled, directly stretched out his little hand, and held the other party's big hand.

"Hee-hee, sir, you are such a good person! Then you'll take care of it all! ”

When the sound fell, Henry was so overjoyed that he almost jumped for joy.

Passed without asking anything? This little prodigy's thinking is really extraordinary!

Ike was calm in his heart.

What needs to be asked?

Ask him if he's capable? Joke, can't you get in?

Ask him if he is reputable? This one is even more ridiculous, does he dare to run away with the money?

"Thank you, thank you little Ike! I promise: I will do my best to help you raise 100 million funds! ”

"Hee-hee, thank you sir!"

……

On the same day, Henry returned to New York and began to gather his former team.

In the middle of the afternoon, almost all of his team members returned.

In a modest office room, Henry exclaimed to his team:

"Gentlemen, I'm glad you still believe me. Yes, the outside news is true, I am indeed bankrupt and now have a debt of 13 million. ”

When the sound fell, the team members frowned, and a trace of distraction rose in their hearts.

Everyone is engaged in finance, and it is impossible to ask everyone to help you with rhetoric.

"Henry, I'm ......" one of the members stood up, trying to find a reason to leave.

Before he could say his reason, Henry interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"Hear me out! Gentlemen, although I am bankrupt now, today I have another project and need to help people raise funds. But they won't pay me. Yes, I did it for him for free! ”

What the? Help for free?

Hearing this, everyone stood up and stared at Henry intently.

As Wall Street elites, none of them are fools. What does it mean that Henry, who is bankrupt, is willing to help people raise money for free?

"Gentlemen, I can only begin with this. If you are willing to help me do it for free, please stay. Please note that it's free, because I don't have the money to pay for everyone. ”

"If you don't want to, please leave. Everyone, please choose! ”

The sound fell, and the audience fell silent.

After a moment, one stood up.

"Henry, we've known each other for many years and we've had a great time working together. Now that you're bankrupt, as your friend, I don't think I should leave here. ”

"I choose to stay, for the sake of our friendship!"

When the voice fell, another person stood up: "Henry, I also choose to stay, help you for free!" ”

"I'll stay too! For our years of friendship! ”

"I'll stay too! For the sake of friendship! ”

"Long live friendship!"

……

Everyone chose to stay. At this moment, Henry smiled. He knew that the so-called friendship was just an excuse, but what did it matter.

For this, Henry spoke again.

"I'm glad you didn't choose to leave, so I'll tell you about this project. The content of this project isβ€”"

Everyone held their breath and stared at Henry.

Henry yelled, "Help the watermelon god raise 100 million dollars!" ”

"What?!" "What?!" "What?!" ……

Everyone was shocked, and a voice of disbelief blurted out, and after a second, all the horror turned into joy.

Endless joy surged into everyone's hearts, and at this moment, their bodies were trembling involuntarily.

Get rich, everyone is going to get rich!

"Boss, you, you ......"

"BOSS, this is a ...... What a ......."

The crowd was so excited that they couldn't say a complete word, and even the way they addressed Henry had changed.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Henry was extremely satisfied.

"Okay, sit down, I'll arrange the work......"

At this moment, suddenly!

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the door was kicked open.

But see, more than 10 tattooed men broke in. The leader was fierce and vicious, and he still had a pistol in his hand.

"Who?!" Henry shouted.

"Mafia!" A cold voice spat out from the mouth of the leader.

"Henry, Henry Clive, you're really making it easy for us to find. It's time to pay back the money you owe Mr. Scott! ”

Henry felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, please take a little more grace!" ”

"Huh! Grace? ”

The mafia leader snorted coldly and glanced at his men. The subordinate immediately walked over to Henry, then connected his phone and handed it to Henry.

Suddenly, a cry rang out on the phone.

"Daddy, Daddy! Help me, help me! ”

"Henry, they say you owe a lot of money, don't they, don't they?"

These mafias have tied up their wives and daughters.

Henry was shocked: "Quickly let them go, I will pay it back as soon as possible, really, I have found a new project." ”

The mafia leader smiled: "What new project?" How long does it take to do it and how much does it cost? Will it be enough to pay Mr. Scott's bill? ”

"It's free!"

When the voice fell, the mafia's face instantly sank: "Cut off one of his daughter's fingers!" ”

"Yes!" (To be continued.) )