Pretty girls love to party, and this is where the hormones they make are maximized.

Emily jumped up excitedly when she received a call from the Chinese boy, even in Washington, she did not hesitate in the slightest.

Her roommate, her female companion, heard that there was a free first-class round-trip, and asked to participate under the slogan of taking care of safety.

After obtaining Tang Xiongfei's consent, the two got on the American Airlines plane that night.

Trust Boys in China, a golf party in Washington, a business suite at Hilton – what could be more exciting?

In the early hours of the morning, they were picked up by a limousine to stay at the Hilton, and behind the small but luxuriously decorated floor-to-ceiling windows, the two looked at the Capitol building and were happy for a long time, and then came to the restaurant for breakfast under the leadership of the handsome little waiter.

Beautiful short skirts in bright colors, open-toed fashionable high heels, in a world of slip skirts and gray suits, are both eye-catching and not out of place.

Emily ordered a cup of black coffee, held it in her hand and whispered, "It's like a prison in a suit." ”

Looking at it, the men in the restaurant are all neat suits, and it is rare that one or two wearing jackets are almost certainly service staff.

On Capitol Hill, a suit is like a prison uniform, no matter how many sets you change, it will always be the same.

"That guy's watch is more expensive than my car." The other girl lifted her feet, revealing her white calves, smooth enough for the old man nearby to swallow.

"And the men at the bar, look at them, green eyes, I bet the ass must be round......"

"Julianne!" Emily interrupted her with a shout, and the two of them clinked glasses with a grin.

"Washingtonians, you must have had a hard time, poor politician......" Julian said halfway through, carefully covering his mouth and whispering, "Green eyes are coming." ”

The girls were paying attention to the men in suits, who were also constantly looking at the sunlit corners of the restaurant.

Harvey patted his companions on the shoulder, stepped forward boldly, and said with a charming smile that had been tempered for a thousand years, "The two ladies really make the color of the room very different, you are not from Washington, are you?" ”

"It's not." Julian was most interested, and it was up to her to reply.

"I'm from the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York, and I'm here on an errand on Capitol Hill, but I didn't expect to meet a girl here who is more attractive than a work of art, can I invite you to a glass of champagne?"

"At 10 o'clock in the morning? No need. Emily rejected him. If you smell alcohol on the golf course, it's terrible.

Green-eyed was annoyed and wanted to slap himself, getting used to the nightclub life, and almost forgot the current time.

Julian immediately rescued: "What does the museum have to do with Congress? ”

One question to get the conversation back on track.

Harvey couldn't wait to hug the little girl in front of him and kiss her, and he regrouped and said, "You know, parliamentarians like to put some famous paintings in their offices and corridors. If you use fakes, it is really not good-looking, and they are reluctant to spend money, so they rent some artworks from the museum to fill the façade, and I came this time to replace some woodblock prints for them, called ukiyo-e in this book. ”

The so-called lease and how to pay for it is really debatable. In fact, it is still a political investment for the museum. The world is as black as a crow, and without the unanimous resistance of the people of the whole country, the reputation of US imperialism can easily be confirmed.

When Emily heard that it was a work of art, she asked, "Ukiyo-e?" Painted on a wooden board? ”

Harvey said positively: "It is engraved on the wooden board, and it is called a national treasure." The newcomer presented to the Met, which happened to be lent to several senators, for them to put in the corridor. Wait a minute, I'll show you. ”

He turned back to the bar, asked for a version of ukiyo-e, and returned to the window to pay his respects.

Chen Yi happened to walk into the restaurant at this time.

But any man will not be happy to see the girl he invited being accosted by other men.

Chen Yi straightened up and walked towards Harvey, who was talking about museum life.

When Emily saw him, she began to wave her arms and make her hands into microphones, and whispered, "Here and here." ”

Chen Yi couldn't help but laugh again.

"Hello. I'm Harvey. Green eyes stretched out their hand to Chen Yi in a friendly manner.

"Chen."

The two let go with a slight touch.

Chen Yi pointed to the chair that Hammer had been coveting for a long time: "Is it okay?" ”

"It's for you." Emily immediately picked up the small bag on it and asked with a smile, "What to eat?" ”

"Milk, sandwiches, even better with bacon. Oh, and a double steak, hot soup and a little fruit. "Knights are all rice buckets, and Chen Yi is now at the level of a knight.

Emily added specific names and repeated them to the waiter.

The latter's trained eyes turned twice, trying to discern the source of his powerful appetite.

Harvey stared at Chen Yi jealously, although he had been talking to Julian, the target was actually Emily. Two girls, obviously the most eye-catching.

At this moment, his tall companion came to the rescue, saying something in quick English. They could see that Chen Yi's English could only be a simple conversation.

In the midst of this impolite conversation, one of the taller men quietly withdrew the ukiyo-e from Harvey's hand.

This action is slightly unnecessary at this time.

After the tempering of the origin energy, Chen Yi's sense of touch was so sensitive now, he turned his head all of a sudden.

Looking at Chen Yi's Asian face, the tall man's heartbeat unconsciously accelerated.

It was close at hand, and normal people could hear the sound of a rapid heartbeat, and Chen Yi could easily detect the change in his heartbeat.

His doubts deepened, and his gaze turned to ukiyo-e.

I don't understand what's good about my stuff. However, the price of a work of art is never determined by the value of the art, but by the caste of the person who created it, just like the packaging of all commodities - if they have the money to pay for it, their art will naturally rise; The Indians took a share of the profits from running casinos, and immediately skyrocketed the worthless Indian antiques by a factor of 40; China's economic development has led to a steady increase in the number of auctions by international auction houses.

"What is the origin of this wooden painting?" Chen Yike does not speak ukiyo-e in English.

"It's part of the Metropolitan Museum's collection."

Chen Yi let out an "oh", and with curiosity, he tore open a perception scroll in the satchel he carried, and asked at the same time, "What year is this thing?" ”

Ukiyo-e is still in the hands of the tall man, and he deliberately covers most of it, saying, "It's said to be from the Edo period." ”

Emily asked two more questions wisely, and explained to Chen Yi: "It's been at least 300 years. ”

"That's a fake." Chen Yi thought so and said so.

The green-eyed Harvey, his eyes were really green, and he tried to calm down: "You are Chinese, don't say that you seem to understand your own things." ”

"What is fake is what is fake. What does it have to do with the race of the country. Chen Yi smiled very kindly.

Harvey's face froze, regretting his accosting behavior, and said, "I don't need to talk to you about this. Galileo, you go back with your stuff first. ”

"Wait." The bow-tie man, who had never spoken, forcefully took back the ukiyo-e from the tall man's hand, and said flatly: "Mr. Chen, how do you know that it is fake." ”

"The history of this wood painting is only five years at most." Chen Yi could see it with the perception scroll.

The bow-tie man smiled and didn't ask any further, slightly disappointing the Chinese boy who was about to make up the words.

However, he held the ukiyo-e in his hand and did not return it to Harvey.

Emily and the other three girls wanted to watch a good show, but they didn't expect it to be the result of a tiger.

Julian turned his head to continue teasing Harvey, at least sending out the phone number.

It's a pity that Harvey, who is well-dressed, is not in the state at all and ignores her flattery.

"Your breakfast, sir." The waiter came to the crowded table.

"My name is Nair, and I'll see you again when I get a chance." The bow-tie man handed Chen Yi a business card and left.

In between the actions, there is a bit of an arrogant attitude.

After sitting down, Chen Yi took out his business card and looked at it, only to see that there was no other explanation except for his name and contact information.

Emily leaned over to look at it, covered her mouth and smiled, "Could it be the head of some consortium?" ”

Julian pouted and said, "Ralph Lauren for less than 10,000 yuan." He wasn't dressed as well as Harvey. ”

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that the inference system of fashion women was quite sound.

Although it is a well-known designer clothing, the main consumer group of Ralph Lauren suits is indeed the more affluent middle class, and in Washington, it seems to be more like a civil servant.

It's just that the bow tie man is at most 40 years old, and if he wants to be a big politician, he is still younger.

"Forget it, I'll eat something and go." Chen Yi said, gobbling it up. He practiced golf all night so as not to be too embarrassed by today's performance, which consumed a lot of energy.

The three men in the bow tie were also stuffing things hard, looking like they were ready to leave.

Chen Yi and the others deliberately took a step behind before going to the parking lot.

The little lizard-turned-Raptor F150 is parked there, just with a different license plate.

Chen Yicai didn't care whether he had a driver's license or not, kicked it hard, warned it again, and then got into the car.

Girls marvel at the huge pickup trucks, and in fact, the $50,000 car in the United States isn't cheap anymore.

Emily sat in the passenger seat, and the chameleon lizard couldn't help but roar: "Hello beauties, I'm Apollo." ”

No one understood.

Chen Yi stepped on the accelerator hard, and the bird of prey flew out.

The phantom dragon whimpered.

The fighting skills full of origin energy, one foot down, ordinary cars have to lie on the ground.

……

If you were to rank the golf courses near various cities in the United States, Washington would definitely be at the top of the list.

Here, MPs play, cabinet ministers play, media anchors play, courtesans and presidents also play.

East Potomac Park is the closest golf course to the White House, within walking distance. Although it is difficult to meet Mr. President here, his White House staff, as well as the crowd on Capitol Hill, are inevitably regulars.

It is also a popular public course for many people, receiving more than 100,000 people a year.

Catherine was a regular visitor to Washington, and she had invited a number of rights people to book a car and caddies.

Tang Xiongfei waited in the rest area, and after handing out the invitation letter with Chen Yi, someone took them and the three ladies and found Catherine and Marke.

The priest wears a ball uniform that at first glance looks like a genetic mutant from the black community.

Although he really wanted to take down Chen Yi immediately, he still introduced with the smile of the protagonist: "This is Reynt, Reynt. Gambell is an advisor to Morgan Stanley's Securities Department. William, you should recognize him, the investment manager at Mellon Bank. Max. Elshan is an old friend, the investment decision-maker of the Bank of Zurich. Charles. Briggs, an assistant to Mr. Ambo, a director of NYSE. Oh, Nair is here, he's Senator Nantz's first staff, and he's very decidive......"

Chen Yi turned his face away, and sure enough, it was the bow tie man he had seen in the hotel.

Nair smiled kindly, but didn't seem to want to catch up.

Securities advisor, investment manager, assistant to the director of the exchange, plus a senator's staff - Catherine is in the sun, simply radiating the light of victory.

This lineup is not luxurious, but it is the most practical, all of them are specific managers with decision-making power, and they are the middle level of Wall Street. Unless it is an old consortium strongman, such a lineup is something that a foreigner can't break through no matter what.

Tang Xiongfei blushed and said to Chen Yi in Chinese: "They want to seal us." ”

Chen Yi let out a "hmm".

His mind was racing.

This was expected, and the only thing that was not taken into account was the involvement of senators and directors of the exchange. Fortunately, it wasn't them who came, otherwise Wall Street wouldn't have been able to stay.

Now, it means that there is really no hope for bank loans.

The Kraken's control capacity is $1 billion, and if it's a traditional securities company, it doesn't matter if you don't have a bank loan. In other words, it is high-frequency trading, about 10 seconds to make 1 transaction, which is not more than enough, and it is barely enough.

But lightning trading is different, compared with ordinary retail investors, it is 0.3 seconds in advance to see the market fluctuations, and the way to make money is to open positions in advance and reduce positions in advance.

Therefore, it is not purely about making money on trading volume, but it is possible to do it relatively long-term - if a stock is on an upward trend all day, the lightning trader will hold it until the volatility trend declines.

Of course, no matter how fast it rises today, it will certainly not stay overnight.

As the largest exchange in the United States, the New York Stock Exchange has stocks that are rising every day, which means that some of the money of Jinyuan is frozen - and its profits are also frozen.

In this way, if you want to maintain a trading volume of $1 billion at all times, you need to have at least 3 billion or more money to turn around.

If there were no Marker and his concubine, taking $30 million as a margin loan, there would be no problems, and there would be a considerable margin to be used to add up in the case of unsatisfactory conditions - but if it is really as he said, he is blacklisted by Merrill Lynch, then $1 billion as a margin, and no bank may dare to lend him $2 billion.

"Nair, you're teeing off." Catherine didn't care what Chen Yi was thinking, and put the golf ball on the ground first.

The senator's staff did not shirk, stretched his swing, and knocked the ball far away.

"It's almost 250 yards." William commented with a smile.

"Amateur level." Nair was also quite satisfied, and then said, "Lady, take a shot?" ”

But he said it to Emily.

Schoolgirls in New York are well-informed, and golf can only be a normal sport. Emily is full of confidence, and her beautiful legs with her feet together are even more embarrassingly beautiful.

Chen Yi's expression was calm, and his hands were in his pockets.

The priest came to him waving a club and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, if you have any ideas, say it, and we will discuss it." ”

He is second only to Catherine in the form of his ambition.

Chen Yi was furious: If you really buy the company, you kid will have to pay for all the jesus' underwear.

Emily's clear laugh came as she drove 200 yards, which was quite good among female lovers.

"Mr. Chen, come on." Catherine gave up her place.

After Chen Yi was in place, he listened to her: "It is good for everyone to hand over Jinyuan Company, and the conditions we put forward are only valid today." ”

Chen Yi silently pulled out the club, hit the ball silently, and watched the ball fly silently.

There was no left and right curveball, and the huge force made the ball as stable as a corpse, flying all the way to the green before landing.

Several people who often play golf look at him with the expression of an ant looking at an elephant.

Mark, as if he remembered something, shuddered, and said, "The green in Tomac Park should be 400 yards." ”

"There should be." Everyone was amazed.

Chen Yi did not have the slightest pride, and said to Catherine very usually: "It is not advisable to merge companies, but if you are interested, it is okay to invest in Jinyuan Company." ”

"How to invest?"

"It's like a fund, take $1 billion out, and I guarantee a return of at least 30%."

Catherine almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

On this planet, if you buy cow dung for $1 billion, it can rise by 30% a year.

Needless to say, everyone continues to play.

After a circle, everyone divided into three waves and continued to move forward, Catherine and other female companions were in a group, Washington's natives and Tang Xiongfei were in a group, and Nair, William, Marc and Chen Yi were in a group.

It can be seen that everyone else is purely a sign of existence.

Chen Yi still tortures the golf ball with all kinds of force, but the score is not less than others.

The priest played badly or badly, allowing William and Nair to compete for the first place.

After seven or eight holes like this, Nair came over as if he had come to his senses and said, "I haven't thanked you for your help yet." ”

"Can't be called a ...... help"

"They steal and sell art." Nair didn't explain too much, but said, "Anyway, I, Senator Dainand, thank you, if there's anything I can do to help, just say." ”

"Not yet." Chen Yi shook his head, he still didn't believe this first staff.

William and Marc also stood still, and the latter smashed the ground with his cue and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, have a new idea?" ”

"Not yet." Chen Yi took aim and struggled to knock the ball out.

The ball flew by.

William pressed: "If Merrill Lynch puts Jinyuan on the restricted list, Mellon Bank will make corresponding moves." ”

"I understand." Chen Yi just walked with his head covered.

The three of them followed him suspiciously.

Marc and William exchanged words with suspicions.

None of the people who can master hundreds of millions of dollars are complete fools. If you don't rely on it, you will definitely not give up such favorable conditions.

In their opinion, if Chen Yi does not accept his conditions, there is no way out at all, compared to chickens and eggs, one shot and two scattered, conditional cooperation is the most normal choice.

But he didn't put forward the conditions yet, so the priest and William couldn't think clearly.

At the end of the first game, Marker looked at the time and made one last effort: "Mr. Chen, Nair is present to prove that as long as you agree to any proposal, we will definitely go all out to pass the new bill, and when the time comes, the parallel service providers will withdraw from the market, and the share of Jinyuan International will only increase further." ”

Mellon's face turned cloudy, and then from cloudy to sunny. Although he is a parallel service provider, the exploitation of the exchange is really powerful, and there are many restrictions, if he can join Jinyuan International, he doesn't care.

Chen Yi pouted in the direction of Capitol Hill and said, "Who told you that I am going to legislate to squeeze out the juxtaposition service providers?" ”

"It's okay if you don't admit it......"

"I'm not denying it." Chen Yi interrupted the priest and said, "I'm just saying that there is no need to legislate to squeeze out the juxtaposition service providers. ”

As he spoke, his cell phone rang.

"I'm sorry." Chen Yi walked a few steps quickly, answered the phone, and then turned around.

The three men were still standing in place.

Chen Yi's tense face suddenly laughed, and said, "Father, Mr. Mellon, from now on, Jinyuan International will be the only company that can conduct lightning transactions without becoming a parallel server provider." ”

"The bill passed? No way. ”

The three were shocked.

"No bill." Chen Yi looked at them with uncompetitive eyes and said: "A few days ago, Senator Schumer put pressure on the Securities Commission that if the Securities and Exchange Commission no longer restricts 'flash trading', then Congress will 'execute' this matter on its behalf." The previous lobbying was only a preparation for the execution of the act as a last resort. ”

"Then you can't do lightning trading?" Nair doesn't understand anything about this.

Chen Yi shrugged his shoulders and said, "Securities and Exchange Commission Chairman Mary. The restriction taken by Shapilo is to eliminate the side-by-side server behavior. Unless unfair competition is proven on the part of JSI, we can continue to trade in the flash. ”

He sighed to himself. In this world, it is difficult to earn 50 million, and it is even more difficult to give away 50 million. In half a month, the "Kraken" can get 200 million, but it can only send 50 million, and it has to spend money to lobby people......

Although the pressure lineup on the golf course is strong, it is only the mid-range force on Wall Street. This is a group of business elites who have power but no money. Except for Catherine, everyone is working for the company, not themselves.

They probably can't guess the true extent of Jinyuan International's profits.

The priest's expression was red and white, but he did not show any frustration, and he said to himself: "This is a good thing for us, $150 million, this is the final offer." ”

"From $100 million, a minimum rate of return of 50% per annum."

"No way, if we pull you into the blacklist, you don't have bank support, how much can you eat." Mellon reacted, too.

"What if I have the backing of a Chinese bank?" Chen Yi pinched his mobile phone and said easily: "You can check through your own channels, the credit of 100 million US dollars has reached the account of Jinyuan International." In the next three days, at least $2 billion is no problem. And the banks of the Ben, the banks of Saudi Arabia, can you control them? ”

In fact, the credit of 100 million US dollars is all the amount he finally obtained. Chinese banks do not understand Wall Street's financial business, let alone support it.

William wants to counter that Merrill Lynch's blacklist is just as valid for banks in Saudi Arabia as it is for Ben and Saudi Arabia......

But he didn't say it. Because Merrill Lynch's blacklist doesn't mean anything to Chinese banks.

Marc called Catherine.

His concubine arrived in a white car, and the light of victory on her face had long since disappeared without a trace.

Obviously, China's bank credit does exist.

Chen Yi said to her slowly, using unskilled words: "A pure investment of 150 million US dollars, accounting for 10% of the shares, does not participate in the company's operation, and I guarantee a rate of return of more than 2 times." Two additional loans of US$1.5 billion each, one for Golden Resources International and one for my parent company in China, the Chen Group. The conditions I proposed...... Only valid today. ”

The same words, 2 hours ago, were uttered by Catherine.

(To be continued)