Fifth Avenue is the most famous avenue in New York, but the traffic situation on this avenue is also worrying.
However, on this section of Fifth Avenue located in Central Park, the number of people and cars is relatively small. Compared with the congestion on Fifth Avenue in Midtown and Downtown, this section of Central Park can be called a smooth road.
The reason why there are relatively few people and cars on this section of road is that there are mostly top-notch luxury apartment buildings next to this section of road. People living in this area are either rich or noble. The money that can buy a villa in the suburbs of New York probably cannot even afford a "one-bedroom" here.
The straight-line distance from the building where Yang Jing's apartment is located to 95th Street in the north is exactly three kilometers. At about eight o'clock in the morning, Old Mike's helicopter landed on the roof of Yang Jing's apartment. Then Yang Jing accompanied Old Mike for breakfast, and the two of them drove to the private museum accompanied by bodyguards.
The car soon arrived at the private museum. After entering, Yang Jing saw an old man in his sixties waiting for them.
"Albert, this is Mr. Johnson Gregg, the museum director I hired. Johnson, this is my boss, Mr. Yang."
Hearing what Old Mike said, the sixty-year-old man was startled, then smiled and greeted Yang Jing and shook hands with him. "Mr. Yang, if you have any instructions, just tell me. I will take care of everything."
"Mr. Greg, thank you for your hard work these two days. First of all, all the collections here need to be brought to China in the form of cultural relics exchange, and the recipient is the Grand Canal Museum in Tianqu City, China..."
Greg didn't seem to expect that the young boss would do what he said, so he quickly said, "Mr. Yang, please wait a moment. I'll write it down with my paper and pen."
As he spoke, the old man quickly walked to a desk, took out paper and pen from the drawer, then walked back to Yang Jing and began to record important sentences.
"......The museum's existing collections are all handled in this way. In addition, you should find a way to process the antique artworks that were shipped in yesterday into the collections that Mike has acquired for the museum over the years..."
"You mean to launder these antique works of art?"
"Well, how is it, is it difficult?"
"Oh no, it's not difficult." The old man waved his hands quickly. "This matter may be difficult for an outsider, but it's nothing for me. The formal procedures can be completed within two days. At that time, these newly shipped antiques and artworks will become antiques and artworks purchased by Mr. Ale from formal channels."
"Well, Mr. Greg, if you can do this well, you will get a handsome commission."
"Thank you very much for your generosity, Mr. Yang."
Seeing Greg turning around to get busy, Old Mike came over and said, "Johnson used to be the deputy director of the Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum. At the beginning of the new century, I met him through a friend, so I hired him to be the director of our museum. Because our museum is not open to the public, Johnson has very little business here. But this guy has deep connections and relationships in this industry, so it is most appropriate to ask him to do this kind of thing."
Yang Jing blinked at Old Mike and said, "No matter how capable he is, won't he still have to do things strangely in the face of high commissions? We Chinese have an old saying that money can make the devil work, but if this saying is taken a step further, it will become money can make the devil work... Mike, in today's society where capital is king and money paves the way, as long as it can be done with money, it's not a big deal!"
Old Mike pondered for a while before he understood the meaning of Yang Jing's two sentences. Then he laughed and gave Yang Jing a thumbs-up. "Your Chinese language is really too profound, but I have to say, it also makes a lot of sense."
Yang Jing shrugged indifferently, "Mike, if all the procedures for these treasures are completed, how do we transport them to China? By ship or by air?"
Old Mike said, "Don't worry about this. With Nathan here, all this won't be a problem. Your treasures are too valuable, so it's best to ship them by air. I'm worried that it's not safe to ship them by sea."
"Then we'll go by air. You can take care of the arrangements. I'll be back in China tomorrow. The acceptance procedures over there also need to go through the process, so I have to hurry back to handle the formalities. As for the Dragon Fund, I'll talk about it after I finish these antique artworks. Anyway, everything is normal with the Dragon Fund now, so let's keep it running like this for now, and we'll talk about the Dragon Fund once I have a plan."
"Okay, then you go back first. I'll keep an eye on this place for you, so you don't have to worry. Oh, by the way, don't do civil aviation this time when you go back. You can use my business jet first. Anyway, I won't be traveling far recently. You can return it to me next time you come to the United States."
"Haha, that's great." Yang Jing was happy. Riding in a spacious private jet was definitely a hundred times better than a first-class cabin on a commercial airline.
Old Mike's mouth twitched, and he said unhappily, "You've already taken over the entire Dragon Fund, and you're now the richest man in the world. Why can't you afford to buy two large planes and convert them into private jets?"
"Hey, Mike, I just took over. Besides, we Chinese people believe in thrift and diligence. Although I am not short of money now, I can't spend it recklessly, right?"
Old Mike smiled bitterly and pointed at Yang Jing and shook his head. "Albert, you have taken over the Dragon Fund, and I haven't expressed my feelings yet. So, I will immediately customize an A380 passenger plane for you from Airbus as a token of my appreciation. Well, I am only responsible for buying the plane for you. As for how to modify and decorate the plane, and the decoration fee, you have to decide for yourself."
Upon hearing this, Yang Jing was delighted. He said with a smile, "Mike, I'm so sorry to have you spend so much money. Well, when can the plane be built? I can design the decoration style..."
Old Mark rolled his eyes again and simply ignored him.
He is worthy of being the successor that Cole found among seven billion people. His style of doing things, especially his rogue temper, are exactly the same as his.
Alas, who made this guy his boss? Besides, he had received hundreds of billions of dollars in dividends from the Dragon Fund over the years, and he also held 3.5% of the Dragon Fund's shares, which were worth hundreds of billions of dollars. The price of an A380 was only $450 million, and although this model was about to be discontinued, he could use his identity to call Airbus CEO Thomas Enders, and Enders would definitely get the matter done right away.
Well, if that's the case, I'll give this little guy an A380 to make him happy...
Old Mike thought silently in his heart.
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