Chapter 101 New York Stock Exchange

"Fack!"

In a luxurious mansion in Beverly Hills, Tom Cruise angrily smashed the water glass on the ground, like a wolf who had lost his dignity, hysterically yelling at Paula Wagner, the agent and partner opposite, "I want that arrogant bastard to pay!" Paula, no matter what way, I want him to get out of here, immediately! Right away!! Get the hell out of Hollywood. ”

"Calm down, Tom. You're a big star in Hollywood, you're a superstar, and even you're a big guy on paramount with Paramount, you shouldn't be angry with that little guy, there are many ways to deal with him......"

As Tom Cruise's agent and business partner, Paula Wagner seemed very rational to comfort the angry and irrational Cruise, "But your focus now is on the Oscars." You shouldn't give up on our plans because of a little ant. ”

"Paula is right, my dear, you should have your mind set on the Oscars." Nicole Kidman whispered beside her, "There's nothing more important than the Oscar statuette, it's very helpful to you......"

"Shet, it's not your turn to intervene in my affairs! You stupid womanβ€”" Tom Cruise glared angrily at Nicole Kidman beside him, his face changing for a moment, "Damn barbarian, I'll make him pay." ”

Since the popularity of "Mission Impossible", Cruise has truly established himself as a top superstar. At the same time, his cooperation with Paramount has also made him the most face-saving big man in Hollywood, and he is even known as the "gold medal producer".

This great success made him more and more arrogant and arrogant, and everyone who saw him respected him. This was the first time in recent years that he had been insulted by others. One can imagine how angry Cruise was in his heart.

However, although he hates Sean's itchy teeth, Oscar's temptation makes him have to focus on the little golden man. But that doesn't mean he's going to let Sean go, he's not big, and he's even a little arrogant and arrogant.

In recent years, he has been able to maintain a sunny and healthy image, which is inseparable from his PR team. Similarly, his so-called title of "producer" is more to Paula Wagner.

If no one is there to remind him, Tom Cruise still retains the rudeness and impulsiveness of his low-level background, and even often behaves abnormally. It's just that he has a very good public relations team, so he has become one of the stars with the least negative news in Hollywood.

Not to mention the resentment of Tom Cruise, a big star, Sean is flying to New York, the largest city in the United States, at this time.

On the plane, Sean sensed the indifference of the New Yorker, who was more self-conscious than the Californian's warmth. Unlike Los Angeles, which is the entertainment capital, New York itself has the flavor of Wall Street's money.

If you love someone, put him in New York, provided that you give him enough money. If you hate him, put him in New York too, just take his credit card. New York is a little more rigorous and indifferent than California.

"The people here are really not very welcoming......"

Looking at the hurried passers-by through the car window, Sean couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, accustomed to the slowness of Los Angeles, and there would be a sense of strangeness when he first came into contact with this hurried rhythm.

"Shet, these New Yorkers are a bunch of vampires, and they see more of the money in your pocket." The driver said to Sean with a grumbling face, "You can't believe how proud New Yorkers are, even though I've been here for five years." In New York, if you go to a party and don't know what the other person's name represents, then people will treat you like dirt buns. It's like a replica of London, England, full of those family superiority, and you have to know what Johnson, the David family, what all of this represents, because the guys here are all posturing bullshit family members......"

As the driver said, at parties in New York, they will give their last name, and if you don't know what it means, then you can't get into the upper circles of New York. In New York, this sense of superiority is very important. Because most of the people here were early immigrants, many families and consortia were here, which made the upper-class banquet here seem more distant.

But California is different, and there are few celebrities who are from wealthy backgrounds or descendants of some big family. Even those guys in Silicon Valley are more self-made, so it's a little more grassroots in California.

There are many grassroots rich people in California, so the so-called upper class society is not so distinct, but the "twisting waist" is different, and the old rich consortia and big families abound in this place, so there are more class barriers.

Didn't you see a single taxi driver who came to twist his waist and drive a taxi to know this?

This time, Sean didn't inform Duke and Naya. Instead, he came to Broadway on the corner of Wall Street alone, and this is what Sean came here for. Because there is the world's largest exchange, the New York Stock Exchange.

You wouldn't know how many rich people are without coming to New York, and you wouldn't know what the real financial elite looks like without coming to Wall Street, and the New York Stock Exchange is undoubtedly one of the battlegrounds shrouded in Wall Street, with all sorts of trading myths and Waterloo fiascos staged every day.

After paying the taxi, Sean stood in front of the New York Stock Exchange, looking up at this gold-swallowing monster that affects the U.S. economy and the global economy.

The New York Stock Exchange has a neoclassical architectural style, with beige as the main tone, and the all-stone exterior makes it look particularly elegant, with the American Stars and Stripes on top of the six columns, and countless high-rise buildings behind it.

The gate is moving in and out, and countless people are shuttling through it, which seems to be extraordinarily prosperous.

This time, Sean came to the NYSE for $11 million in assets in his stock account. That's right, the previous 7.5 million turned into $11 million. In less than a month, Sean's fortune has increased by 2.6 million. Originally, Sean wondered if he would wait for a while to sell the stock and then withdraw the funds.

But Sean, who is mainly safe, still decided to sell the stock in advance, not because Sean finally understood the knowledge of the exchange rate, but because Sean felt that abandoning the stock at this time would not attract too much attention, and he would be able to cash out quietly without interest.

Now the broad market index has reached 4,998 points, not 5,000 points. There should still be a few hundred points away from the maximum. But Sean wasn't sure if there would be any temporary situation in the stock market, so he even delayed his trip to a psychiatric hospital to observe the mentally ill.

Don't blame Sean for being vulgar, at least Sean feels that the $11 million in his account is worth a few days of delay.

The reason why he didn't tell Duke and Naya was because Sean didn't want to get too much attention to his actions. If it was really Naya's attitude, she wouldn't easily let Sean pull out of the stock market. Now not only the shareholders are crazy, but even many speculators are crazy.

If you want to make people decay, you must make people crazy, although Sean doesn't know this sentence, but the truth is very clear. The current high-tech stock is a fat-headed and big-eared sow, and the oligarchs next to it have long sharpened their knives and are ready to slaughter and share the spoils.

Even the U.S. government has not noticed that for these oligarchs, they will only eat the profits, and will not go back to care whether the government needs to pay for it. This is the attitude of these bankers, financial giants, conglomerates and financial oligarchs.

Sean waited for only one to 5,000 points, so he directly listed and sold the stock in his hand.

The tall Sean standing in front of the New York Stock Exchange also attracted a lot of people's attention, and several men in suits and leather shoes saw Sean stop and walked towards Sean, but at this time, a thin man walked in front of Sean first, making the elites who were already ready to speak curse in their hearts, and at the same time to find other prey.

"Hello sir, I'm Stockton, a well-known stockbroker in New York, and I think I can help you."

An abrupt voice interrupted Sean's train of thought, causing Sean to unconsciously retract his gaze and look down at the scrawny guy in front of him.

The man in front of him was about five feet five inches tall, less than 1.7 meters, standing in front of Sean, who was six feet and two inches barefoot, and it was also up to Sean's chest. Wearing a pair of old black-framed glasses, with spirals on the lenses, a gray suit crumpled on his body, his thin body could not support the suit, and it looked loose, this image made Sean stunned.

"Are you a famous stockbroker?" Sean looked up and down at the man in front of him who claimed to be Stockton with a little suspicion, and couldn't help frowning, "I'm sorry, I can't believe you're a stockbroker ...... your appearance."

"Oh, sir, listen to me, I'm really a stockbroker. You can inquire, my name is known to many people around here......" Stockton saw Sean walking up the stairs, and couldn't help but catch up, "I have my documents here, I think I can help you!" ”

"Oh, look! That hapless Stockton ran into another rookie, and I'm really sad for that guy, there's a guy who's going bankrupt......"

"Hahaha......"

Some of the stockbrokers next to him burst out laughing, which made the thin Stockton pale for a while, and he clutched his credentials tightly in his hands, and he didn't dare to step forward one position behind Sean.

"Is he famous?" Sean asked curiously at a stockbroker man with his shirt stretched out next to him, "What do you just mean?" ”

"Famous? Oh man, this guy's name is known around here. Do you know what his nicknames are? Haha......" The big fat man's words caused a burst of laughter from the people around him.

"Unlucky Debt Bug!"

"Stockton the Clown!"

"Poor Worm"

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