Actually, Tom. Brown didn't have any doubts, he just listened to what Fan Shang said, and why did he say it subconsciously.

Now that I hear Fan Shang say this, I feel that Fan Shang is even more magical, even the mysterious oriental secret arts, he is really a head coach Qu Cai, and he must follow Fan Shang to mix well.

Then Tom. Brown looked through the information of three Celestial Empire companies, one was an Internet communication tool, one was a search engine, and the other was a supplier. Brown's decision to pursue a stake in these companies is to ask for as much as he can at the 49.9% line.

To be honest, Fan Shang's visit to the United States this time is just such a thing, but this one thing is also related to a lot of future benefits, and when he sat in the car, he remembered the second thing.

"By the way, is Tom okay now?" Fan Shang asked.

"No" Tom. Brown had to be fine.

"I'd like to go up there," Vincent said, referring to the World Trade Center.

"Didn't you say don't go?" Tom. Brown can't react now, didn't he let him go just now, why did he go again now?

"It's fine with me, it's okay without me." Fan Shang didn't explain much, "Let's go." ”

It's good, standing on the top floor of the World Trade Center has a feeling of being high up, and the whole of Manhattan is unobstructed, but this is the first time Fan Shang has seen these views, and it should also be the last time to see them.

After that, Fan Shang asked Tom to . Brown went back to work, and he wandered aimlessly about Wall Street, looking at the crowd of people who were walking almost like running, and Fan Shang felt that he really felt a little out of place with them.

Fan Shang looked at the time and it was about time to eat, so he casually found a restaurant and walked in, there was nothing unusual about what he ate, the biggest goods on the road in the United States were burgers and fries, Fan Shang sat by the window, waiting for the meal while watching the flow of people outside.

At this time, Fan Shang saw a familiar figure in the crowd, and then Fan Shang got up and rushed out, then stopped running, changed into a passerby-like footstep, and then walked face to face with that person.

"Hello, what a coincidence," Fan Shang said, looking at him.

"yes," the other party thought.

"It's the third time we've met in two days, right?"

"yes"

"Have lunch together?" Fan Shang sent out the invitation.

"Okay"

Then the two entered the restaurant where Fan Shang had ordered just now.

Ivanka didn't expect to meet Fan Shang on Wall Street again, she knew that Fan Shang was a football coach, so she didn't understand why Fan Shang would appear on Wall Street.

And Fan Shang remembered that Ivanka was going to transfer back to school in the morning, why did she appear here again.

"Why are you here?" After sitting down, the two of them asked questions at the same time.

"Hahahaha" and laughed again at the same time.

"I'll talk about it first," Fan Shang, as a man, of course, said first, "I have an investment company here, and I don't usually have time, so I'll come and have a look on it during the holidays." "What Fan Shang said is the truth, as for the size of Ivanka's brain supplement, Fan Shangke is unknown.

"Really? That's good," Ivanka smiled naturally, an investment company or something was a normal thing for her, "I called my dad back before I got on the plane, and he works here." ”

"En" Fan Shang didn't think much about it, just smiled.

Then the two talked about some interesting things in work and life, but Ivanka was still very interested in what Fan Shang was investing in, and she didn't forget to ask specifically during the period.

"You want to invest?" Fan Shang asked.

"En" Ivanka nodded, "What projects are you investing in the company now?" Is there anything I can participate in? ”

Fan Shang was stunned for a moment, and thought, "This girl is still very ambitious." But how much money can she have for a little model under 20? But Fan Shang was embarrassed to say it, "Let's let her speculate."

"Yes, there may be a large retracement in the stock market in the past few months, you can short it first, and then buy it when it falls almost the same." Fan Shang pointed her to a small scattered speculation path.

"Well, this is the opinion of your investment company?" Ivanka asked again.

"Yes, if you believe I can do it." Fan Shang nodded yes, if it was now said that this was the investment opinion of a football coach, Ivanka would definitely squirt out the sip of water she had just drunk.

Then the two began to chat around the topic of investment, until Ivanka unconsciously looked at the time on Fan Shang's watch, and was surprised.

"It's 4 p.m." Ivanka said with some surprise.

"Really?" Fan Shang also looked down at his watch, it was indeed not early, and Fan Shang had to go back to France in the evening.

"Are you okay at night?" Fan Shang asked.

"Well, I have to catch a plane at night, and it has been delayed in the morning, so I have to leave in the evening." Ivanka said.

"That's right, I'm going back to France too, let's go straight to the airport in a while." Fan Shang feels that it is really fateful!

The two hastily ate some more food, and Ivanka originally wanted to use his father's car to send the two of them, but Fan Shang, as a man, still refused, and he asked Tom. Brown found a car to pick them up.

Ivanka did not refuse, smiling and waiting for the car with Fan Shang.

Within a few minutes, a small golden figure pulled up in front of Fan Shang and Ivanka.

"Who is this guy picking up, such a big man." Fan Shang muttered in his heart, then pulled Ivanka and gave way to the side.

But I didn't expect the driver to come directly to Fan Shang after getting out of the car, "Mr. Fan Shang, hello, this is the car prepared for you." ”

"What? It's mine? Fan Shang was stunned, he thought that Tom. Brown knew his low-key temperament, and at most he would be out of a Mercedes-Benz or something, but he didn't expect such a little golden man to appear.

So Fan Shang asked the driver in a low voice, "This is Tom. Did Mr. Brown call a car for me? ”

"Mr. Vincent, I'm Tom. Mr. Brown's driver, the car is his. The driver replied.

"Oh, this old boy is really rich now!" Fan Shang thought with a smile, but there was no disgust in his heart, it was normal to earn money and enjoy it, but Fan Shang himself was low-key, but he would never ask his subordinates to be low-key.

"Okay, let's open the door," Fan Shang said, and then Fan Shang made a gesture for Ivanka to get into the car.

"Fan Shang, is this the car your friend called for you?" Ivanka was a little surprised, this license plate number, if she remembers correctly, should be the general manager of the most popular Victory Road investment company on Wall Street. Brown's, the investment company that rose quickly, Tom. Brown also seems to be just a manager, and no one knows who the real boss is until now.