Yellen and Mason are both on Wall Street. It's not that they deliberately dropped their jobs to come here, but that they were "promoted".
Because of their cooperation with Zeng Wangcai, the two families' business in the Asia-Pacific region grew rapidly and their profits increased, which led to them being targeted by some people with ulterior motives.
There are also struggles within the family.
The positions of Yellen and Mason were coveted by family members, but they did not want to belittle those who had made great contributions, so they came up with a strategy of promoting them in public and demoting them in private, and brought the two to Wall Street.
This is not a good thing for others, but for Zeng Wangcai, it is a good opportunity that turns out to be a blessing in disguise.
"You two look well. It seems that the environment in New York is very suitable for you." Zeng Wangcai joked as if he was blind.
Anyone can easily see the unwillingness and decadence on Yellen and Mason's faces.
"Brother Cai, don't say that." Yellen still spoke fluent Cantonese. "Let's get in the car and have a drink first. We have prepared a lot of good wine."
How come you are so decadent?
"Let's stop drinking and go to the hotel to adjust to the jet lag."
"Okay, I'll drive."
In the parking lot, an MPV given away by Zeng Wangcai was parked there.
Yellen did not use a driver and sat in the driver's seat herself, with Mason sitting in the passenger seat, and Zeng Wangcai and Xiaobao sitting in the middle.
Yellen did not give this car away, but because of the attributes of the car, this car can often be seen in New York, especially in Wall Street.
Zeng Wangcai agreed to Yellen's later request and customized a number of cars for some wealthy people here. This car has become a car that combines both face and substance for many wealthy people on Wall Street.
Therefore, this car does not look out of place when driving on the streets of New York now.
Yellen was concentrating on driving and didn't dare to speak. Mason saw Zeng Wangcai looking at the night view through the rearview mirror and didn't speak for a while.
Zeng Wangcai is admiring the view outside the window, the night view of New York.
He felt that New York looked pretty good from the car. Perhaps it was because of the times, and it was not at all as bad as some of the self-media on the Internet said in later generations.
At least it has been so long and I haven’t heard a single biubiubiu.
"Hello, Wall Street, here we come..." Zeng Wangcai howled out the window, then retracted his gaze, "You seem to have a lot of problems, don't worry, wait for us to calm down, um... the day after tomorrow, we will have a good talk in the hotel the day after tomorrow, there is plenty of time, if we cooperate well this time, um... you can prepare to enjoy the life I described to you two."
Yellen, who was driving, and Mason, who was not driving, were shocked at the same time. They knew that Zeng Wangcai was going to make a big move this time.
When they first discussed this, the two of them had discussed with Zeng Wangcai the psychological price for retirement and the overall environment. Only when both were met would they consider retiring.
The money they have saved now is not even close to their psychological price.
"We all listen to Brother Cai." The two of them expressed their opinions immediately.
The car arrived at Wall Street, where every inch of land is valuable. Although it was late at night, Zeng Wangcai could still see some busyness outside the window.
"Is overtime popular on Wall Street? You don't have an eight-hour workday. What about human rights?"
"Don't make fun of me, Brother Cai. The reporter's report is the emperor's new clothes. This is the real Wall Street, a feast for capital and a paradise for vampires."
Well, the main point is about information asymmetry, right?
Zeng Wangcai stopped asking questions. He believed it. Never listen to anyone's nonsense, including official ones. Everything should be based on what you see and hear.
His hotel is located in the center of Wall Street. It is an old and low-key hotel, but it does good business and has luxurious and restrained facilities. It is the kind of hotel that the rich look down upon and ordinary people cannot afford to stay in.
After Li Jiacheng came to Wall Street, he made some small investments on his own. The Manchester Hotel was one of Li Jiacheng's investments. Li Jiacheng took advantage of the financial problems of the hotel owner and acquired the hotel at a low price.
In other words, Zeng Wangcai is the owner of Manche Hotel at this time.
Land is very expensive on Wall Street. The Manche Hotel is not located on either side of the 11-meter-wide street, but is located one block behind the north side of the street. However, it only takes a few minutes to walk from the Manche Hotel to the famous core area of Wall Street and to gamble at the stock exchange.
"Thank you both, see you the day after tomorrow!" Zeng Wangcai said goodbye to Yellen and the others in the hotel parking lot, and then walked into the hotel with a refreshing voice.
Li Jiacheng was already waiting inside the hotel: "Brother Cai!"
This guy, whose life trajectory has changed drastically, seems to have changed his mentality and outlook on life as well.
The superheroes of the past thought that as long as they were willing to work hard and had their own abilities, making money would not be a problem.
Later, Superman discovered that as long as he followed the right person, making a lot of money was easy.
Li Jiacheng, the undisputed richest man in Jiangdao, extended his hand respectfully, waiting for Zeng Wangcai to shake hands with him.
"Don't try that, Ah Cheng. I'm so tired. Let's go upstairs and sleep first." Zeng Wangcai slapped Li Jiacheng's hand away and put his arm around the shoulder of the man he had transformed most successfully and laid the deepest ambush. "Thank you for your hard work. This is a good place. It's worth the money."
Although Li Jiacheng didn't like this kind of close contact, he still felt very good after being affirmed by Zeng Wangcai.
"It's not hard. Who would feel hard when you can make money?" Li Jiacheng personally pressed the elevator button for Zeng Wangcai.
The Manche Hotel used to have very few floors, and its main business was the hotel; it didn’t even have a restaurant.
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