The family office has admitted six Chinese-American interns from Columbia University, including three summer interns and three fresh graduates.

Cheng Chen is the best among the fresh graduates, and it is no surprise that he will be successfully turned into a regular. Brandon valued her to prove to her boss that she wasn't racist and suggested that she be an assistant in the investment department.

Hall was willing to accept the latter's sincere and loyal attitude, but he was not very optimistic about letting this Chinese girl become his assistant directly.

The reason is not that the other party's slightly complicated identity background, but skin color...... "own person" is a relative concept, and in the eyes of Chinese, he is a white-skinned outsider. On the contrary, the ultra-racist whites he hated were naturally happy to treat him as his own.

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This thing feels inexplicably absurd at first glance, but the fact is that he cannot get close to and trust his "soul fellow" unconditionally.

"Start from scratch, you're not good enough to be my assistant, you're just starting your career and you need to grow." Hall whispered.

Although this is in line with the actual situation, Cheng Chen still can't hide his loss. Assistant of the investment business group, a high-end position with an annual salary of 60,000 dollars + bonus, easily benchmarking the middle and grassroots management posts of Wall Street boutique investment banks.

A few days ago, when Mr. Brandon found her privately to express her intention to help, she even suspected that the other party had some bad intentions. It wasn't until today, standing next to the big boss, participating in Wall Street's recognized M&A of the century, and feeling the envious eyes of the interns of the same period, that she dared to confirm that the dream seemed to be a reality.

As a result, before she could confirm further, the dream was shattered again, and the ups and downs were hard to help themselves.

Cheng Chen wanted to try to fight for it one last time, but he couldn't find the direction, and stood in place with his lips open blankly.

Hall could see the unwillingness of the girl in front of him, and it was a pity that this matter was essentially just a confidant's subordinate showing loyalty to the boss. Whether or not the dreams for her can be reflected in reality or not, it has nothing to do with her. So there are no comforting words to say, and no matter how much you say, it's all hypocritical......

He couldn't bear to tell her the truth, for young people who had just graduated and walked out of society - "your success or failure has nothing to do with you", this kind of truth is too cold.

Maybe if he was a man, or Cheng Chen looked ordinary, Hall would probably be frank and outspoken...... No way, he's a gentleman, a decent man! I have always had enough pity for beautiful girls.

The two of them were silent in their respective thoughts, and the atmosphere in the room fell silent.

"Boss, Mr. Johnson has accepted the invitation, the time is set for seven o'clock in the evening, is Mexican cuisine okay?" After a few moments, Brandon broke the silence by entering the room, "Lawyer Herbert is packing his bags and will be here in twenty minutes......

Hall exhaled, "Let's go out first, and if you have any ideas, come back and talk to me."

"Okay...... Thank you for your understanding, can you help me keep it confidential?" Cheng Chen's ghost sent the god to reply in Chinese.

Hall stood up and said with a serious expression, "Of course, this is actually my offense, and I hope you can forgive me."

"It's okay." Cheng Chen hung his head, turned around and walked out of the room.

Brandon's face flashed with suspicion, and he turned his head to look at her back, and then at his boss, "Uh, she did well today?" The minutes of the meeting she made in the morning bidding are almost up to the level of LPK's middle-grade lawyer." ….

"Really, it seems that you are really very optimistic about her?" Hall sat back on the couch and crossed his legs.

Brandon's sense of crisis is surging, and Monte is happy to enter the office to ask for credit when he is working on the Margaret project, and before he is almost crushed to death by the flying folder, the boss is in this tone.

"Well, she'...... The school gives the longest letter of recommendation...... Colleagues recognize her...... I'm sorry, but I do like her, and I want to show you my attitude." Brandon eventually decided to tell the truth.

Hall picked up the ashtray, flipped it in his hand, and put it down, "Good, anyway, I see it, it's good. But you, Brandon, you made me a racist, and you put me in a very awkward position!"

"Can she be my assistant?" I'm going to hear the truth, do you think she can be my assistant?"

「…… She has potential ...... future."

"I mean now!"

"No, you can't."

Hall grabbed the café can and threw it out, smashing it on the carpet and spilling the beans all over the floor: "If you say yes, I should wonder if you're getting carried away by ambition." Get out of here, and before this program is over, give me a graduate development plan."

"Okay." Brandon crouched down and cleaned up the coffee beans on the ground.

Hall stared at him condescendingly: "Take over your role at AEC and take over as the head of the investment team of the family office."

"Now? Do you want to wait until the end of the project?" Brandon suppressed his excitement.

Hall was noncommittal, "I remember you hated old churros employees like Monte, and I hope you don't forget your intentions."

He suddenly wanted to go back to his home and talk to his mother about how to manage it. The insane expansion of his career affects everyone who revolves around him......

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Taco tortillas, rice, stewed beef brisket with kidney beans, teppanyaki platter, turkey and spicy bean soup......

Johnson, who has entered the stage of old age and health, faces a table full of fat Mexican food, and looks at the young nobles of England with unkind eyes.

"I wanted to prepare Canadian food to your taste, but after thinking about it for a long time, I realized that the Canadian recipes are too messy, even more messy than the current business. So I decided to keep it simple and down-to-earth. I don't know if you like it or not." Hall was eating a large skewer of meat that was just right for the heat and was bubbling with oil.

Johnson picked up a slice of tacos: "Canadians come from all over the world, so they're very good at embracing food from all over the world. You can find the best Mexican food in Canada besides Mexico."

"Yes, that's great, tolerance is a virtue, it allows us to experience a lot of color." Hall personally served him a bowl of soup, "Come and try it, this soup is especially delicious with rice!"

Johnson ignored him, grabbed Taco and looked at it for a long time, finally took a bite, chewed and swallowed slowly: "Honestly, I don't think we have a reason to meet. I'm the acquirer, and you're the shareholder advisor."

"I consulted with a lawyer, and that's in line with the rules. I'm going to have lunch with Kravis tomorrow, if he wants. In the evening, I also prepare an appointment with the people of the First Bank of Boston. I'm done with my job, I'm going to leave Atlanta, and it's none of my business what the end result is." Hale didn't seem to sense his hostility, and said in a warm tone.

Johnson's expression froze: "Can you tell me how many Reynolds shares you bought in advance, is it worth desperately provoking bids?"

"Don't try to talk to me, the lawyer isn't here, I won't talk about any sensitive topics." Hall shook his head, a smug look of my cleverness.

「……。」

Hall asked rhetorically, "Do you think you have a chance of winning the next round of bidding?"

"You can call my lawyer and ask." Johnson replied.

I'm mortal