Bickerberg took Li Min down the stairs to a room on the second floor, and looking at the furnishings in the room, it should be Bickerberg's private study. Before Li Min could open his mouth to ask why he wanted to come here, Bickerberg had already pressed a button next to his bookshelf, and somewhere the bookshelf lit up, Bickerberg put his thumb on the bright spot, and two seconds later, the wall parted a gap large enough for one person to enter. Bickerberg walked in first and motioned for Li Min to follow in.

It's a miniature elevator that can only carry up to four people. The elevator ran down for about twenty seconds and stopped. Li Min calculated, and now their position should have reached more than twenty meters underground.

After Bickberg entered a code, the elevator doors opened. What appeared in front of Li Min was a huge air-raid shelter, and Li Min had also seen several air-raid shelters when he was in service, but he was still stunned by the air-raid shelter in front of him. This is a huge air-raid shelter, and the corridor in the middle is estimated to be at least twenty meters wide, and the length is even beyond the eye.

"This is a bomb shelter built during the Cold War for the entire East Side of Los Angeles. This road can pass four tanks side by side. In 2006, the Los Angeles government raised funds to renovate the church and the welfare home, and I donated a little money and bought off a few city councilors, and now the land here and above is mine. ”

"So you're going to build a base here, and then you will be Mandala and I will be Iron Man?" Li Min suddenly thought of the bridge in Iron Man, and said non-seriously.

"You kid." Bickerberg smiled and said, "This is the headquarters of the future DA. However, it is still under construction. Bickerberg said with some wistfulness: "In two years, you will be able to see the greatness here." ”

"Does this have anything to do with my question?" Li Min asked.

"Follow me." Bickerberg didn't answer his question, but led Li Min into the nearest room in the bomb shelter. Pushing open the heavy double-layer iron door, Li Min was presented with a room about the size of a basketball court. The room looked almost like a replica of the New York stock exchange floor, with more than a dozen people busy in front of the computer, including the newly disappeared Timms.

Seeing Bickerberg and Li Min walk in, Timms immediately took a document and handed it to Bickerberg.

"Boss, here's what you want." After Tims finished speaking, he nodded at Li Min and went back to his own business.

"Look at this thing. You'll understand why I called you over. Bickberg handed the dozens of pages of the document to Li Min. Pulling him to sit in front of a computer without an internet connection, Timms brought him a chair, and Bickerberg sat next to Li Min, waiting for him to finish reading the papers.

This stack of documents is not a separate document. If carefully separated. These documents are related to hundreds of investment projects and stock trading and futures trading. Li Min has a natural keen sense of these things, and it is not effortless to look at them, and there are some things that he doesn't know very well. You can also find it in the database of the computer in front of you. Of course, these dozens of pages of documents do not describe all the projects in detail, it is just a catalog, and the information revealed is very limited.

However, for Li Min, the revelations were enough for him to understand Bickerberg's intentions.

"DA is in trouble, isn't it?" Li Min looked at it halfway, put the file down, looked at Bickberg and asked.

Bickerberg nodded, sighed and said: "Behind DA is Dubai, so DA's main industrial investment is focused on the familiar energy industry. This is the most lucrative industry, but also the most risky one. Recently, the energy sector has been blocked by giants, and the situation is very uncertain. And the DA's major oil mines in the Middle East and North Africa are facing the US government's missile threat. Bickerberg scratched his bald hair in distress, and said distressedly: "Those issues related to the war are not my job, the part I need to think about now is how to deal with the resistance in the investment field, I asked you to come, just to ask you to help me with this." ”

"Me?" Li Min said in disbelief: "Old guy, are you crazy? Li Min picked up a document casually, pointed to an investment project on it and said: "Among these hundreds of investments, any one of them exceeds the maximum amount of money I operate in the stock market. ”

Bickerberg sighed: "I just don't have faith, that's why I thought of you." "As he spoke, Bickerberg's tone seemed to be ten years older, sounding inexplicably old; I'm old, and I can't do these things anymore without the sharpness I had when I was younger. ”

"Soros is still investing." Li Min pursed his lips and said.

"Do I look like Soros?" Bickerberg said, pointing to his round face. "There is only one Soros in the world, so he is an unrepeatable legend. I am self-aware, I am a person with no special talents, and I am far inferior to Soros or Warren Buffett in the use of capital. Bickerberg changed his tone and continued: "But I also have something far better than them, and I have eyes that can see top talent. ”

Bickerberg said seriously: "I haven't made a mistake in these eyes in 50 years, so I won't go wrong this time." I leave this to you to deal with, which is equivalent to putting my life, the life of my entire family in your hands, if you can do it within a year and keep the current assets of DA, we will be considered successful. ”

Li Min had never heard Bickerberg's tone before, and he was a little uncomfortable for a while. He also complained about being a talent, because he always felt that he was a genius. Li Min thought for a moment and said, "Can I use DA's liquidity casually?" ”

"You can only use fifty percent." Bickerberg said a lower number, but it was the number that Li Min expected. This is reasonable, if Bickerberg handed over all the DA to Li Min, it can only mean that he is really crazy.

"Can I invest in myself?"

"Whatever you want, but I need to warn you first, if you promise to accept the job, you have to do it. If we can't do it, we'll die together. ”

Li Min nodded, he knew that Bickerberg's words were not to scare people, if that day really came, Bickerberg's BOSS would not let go of this old thing, and this old thing would not let go of himself. Li Min weighed it in his heart, although reason told him not to wade into this troubled water, but another voice that came out with reason urged him to agree.

"The last question." Li Min thought for a moment, looked into Bickberg's eyes and asked.

"Say."

"Who's my opponent?"

"A disciple of Soros, a Japanese." Bickerberg grinned and uttered two words that Li Min couldn't refuse. (To be continued......)

PS: This chapter is a pit, an introduction, although it is not interesting, but it must exist~ Please don't skip it.