Bang, bang, bang~ fists collided with each other, and the two figures exchanged positions. Li Zhenyu was at a disadvantage from the beginning.

He is very strong and his fists are very powerful.

'Normal Attack Critical Hit (Passive)' can deal tons of damage, provided that...

He can touch his opponent.

Parker, who was more than ten centimeters shorter than him, was like a slippery monkey, agile and sharp.

Li Zhenyu could only resist his attack in time, but could not seize the opportunity to counterattack.

After each attack, he would quickly adjust his position to distance himself.

Then, look for the next opportunity.

In fact, Pike was not feeling well at this time either, as all his attacks were blocked.

Every time his fist landed on the opponent's shoulder, arm, or outer thigh, he was like a rock, extremely hard.

But Pike didn't dare to try, so he closed the distance and continued to attack him.

Because, just by using my fist to collide with his muscles, my hands were already hurting.

"Damn it, this kind of monster also needs protection?" Pike couldn't help but curse in his heart.

The next second, he was distracted and made a mistake.

I failed to dodge in time and failed to create a safe distance between me and him.

A fist with the sound of wind came towards him, whoosh...

A few strands of Parker's short hair were blown, fear was frozen on his face, and his wide eyes stared at the fist that was so close to him.

He could even see the subtle calluses on his knuckles.

"How did he develop such strength?" Pike couldn't see any possibility from his fist.

"Yes, I lost this time." Li Zhenyu retracted his fist and chuckled, "Can I learn your fighting skills?"

"Gudong~" Pike swallowed his saliva and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Of course, Boss, as long as you want..."

"Well, Zhengshuo, you should learn from me too. Only by learning more can you make progress."

"Inside!"

Let Jin Zhengshuo take Parker and other three people to buy a car, while Li Zhenyu drove the Land Rover to Universal Investment alone.

With the welcome from the front desk, I pushed open the door of the Investment Department.

The noisy shouting seemed to be about to blow the roof off; it was completely different from what he saw last time.

It’s only been 20 minutes since the market opened and these guys are really fighting hard.

"Brother, this way."

In front of the office door separated by glass at the end, Zhao Yingjun waved to him frequently.

After closing the door, the noise of countless flies finally quieted down.

"What's going on outside?"

Li Zhenyu pointed outside, wondering if these guys were crazy. They all acted like they were on drugs.

"power."

Zhao Yingjun poured him a cup of coffee and smiled, "Because there is enough motivation, it becomes like this. Don't you think it's very energetic?"

"Vitality...indeed." Li Zhenyu nodded speechlessly.

I hope this kind of vitality will not get out of control one day.

“What they are doing is…”

"Yes, that's what you thought."

Zhao Yingjun smiled proudly, pointed at him and said confidently: "Brother, you will become a celebrity... We will become real big shots."

"It's better for you to come and meet this important person. It looks like you can't wait any longer."

"……What's the meaning?"

"I mean, you are the representative of Universal Investment."

"Really? Are you serious?" Zhao Yingjun asked in disbelief.

"Yes, you can do it." Li Zhenyu nodded firmly.

Zhao Yingjun clapped his hands vigorously and laughed, "Okay, let me do it. Brother, you just need to make a lot of money behind me."

"I have contacted Goldman Sachs and asked when the money will be deposited into the account."

The profits from the subprime mortgage market are still lying in his account at Goldman Sachs.

The management fee of US$1.05 billion is a considerable expense every day. Li Zhenyu hopes to transfer the funds to the company account as soon as possible.

"I have contacted the other party again. The review will be conducted tomorrow...it should be approved today. It will be approved tomorrow and the money will be directly deposited into the account."

"How much?" Li Zhenyu asked.

Zhao Yingjun spread his hands and said helplessly: "Two million."

"Dollar?" Li Zhenyu was surprised.

Zhao Yingjun nodded helplessly.

"Shit, these bastards, shit, shit~"

Li Zhenyu really wanted to smash the Goldman Sachs manager's head with one punch. What's the difference between this and robbery?

Hey, Xiao Xiba’s identity is really not useful!

Even though they knew that the other party was deliberately delaying the processing time and charging extra fees, they had no way to stop it.

"Even without it, other institutions will still collect it. Everyone is the same."

The trip to the United States made Zhao Yingjun realize a reality: there is no logic in this world, whether here or on the other side of the ocean.

People only recognize "fists." When your fist is strong enough, everyone will become kind and loving.

And when your 'fist' loses its strength, the ferocious face hidden under the 'friendliness' will be exposed, and it can't wait to bite you.

In the past, he always thought he understood this truth.

But understanding and experiencing are two completely different things...

The US$1.05 billion will be transferred to American Express through Goldman Sachs after completing the relevant procedures, and they will then be able to use the funds normally.

US$200 million flowed into the local market as capital needed for the company's development and acquisitions.

The remaining $850 million will remain in the American market.

Li Zhenyu wants to use this money to help fill the gap in his "identity".

In the eyes of ordinary people in other countries, he is also an untouchable big shot.

But at certain times, like when facing a behemoth like Goldman Sachs.

His background is obviously not enough.

This is the tragedy of a weak country. When the other party is willing to play with you within the rules, you still have some spare energy.

But when the other party ignores the rules and uses force to attack you, all you can do is groan.

"What should we do?" Zhao Yingjun didn't understand his thoughts.

"First, become a Berkshire Hathaway shareholder."

"What?" Zhao Yingjun was confused.

The market value of Berkshire Hathaway has now risen to $70,000 per share.

Does he know how much it would cost to become a shareholder? Besides, Berkshire Hathaway has not done anything eye-catching in recent years.

That is the private land of the old men, a place for them to retire.

He had just created a miracle in the stock market, accurately predicting the 'subprime mortgage crisis' in bad stocks, and earning a huge profit of over 1 billion US dollars in one go.

It won't be long before the news leaks out.

At that time, while being hated by countless people, he will also become an investment genius that people will vie to pursue.

The rate of return is miraculous, and rich people will come in droves waving their money.

At this time, he should choose to be 'safe' and join the senior group? "Brother, this is not a good decision."

"Yeah?"

Li Zhenyu smiled and asked, "What is his reputation?"

"Very good... Especially in the upper class, the old people trust him very much."

Zhao Yingjun must admit that the name Buffett has a huge influence worldwide.

Although his investments tend to be extremely conservative, it must be said that he did make a lot of money for all investors.

And, the returns are continuous and stable.

The world's wealthy people mainly consist of the "senior citizen group".

...So, he seems to be the mainstream? "What we need is his fame, understand?"

Simply put, it is to use Buffett to endorse one's own credibility.

"I understand. What do you want me to do?"

"To Omaha..."

"Brother, I just came back." Zhao Yingjun looked distressed.

He had just come back and had eaten enough burgers and steaks, but kimchi had not yet filled his appetite.

"Do you want me to change someone?" Li Zhenyu looked up with a smile.

Zhao Yingjun quickly shook his head and said, "I'll ask my secretary to book a ticket now, for the earliest flight."

"The earliest class, remember... be humble."

Joining Berkshire Hathaway is a key step, but it's not the only option.

But it is obviously the easiest and most convenient way.

Berkshire Hathaway shareholders are a kindness card that can save them a lot of trouble.

What Li Zhenyu hates most is trouble.

“Shuanglong, do you really want to take over?”

"Yes, Jin Zhiyan will help you make connections. Also, remember this name...BYD."

Li Zhenyu wrote three words on the paper.

"What do you mean... achieving your dream?" Zhao Yingjun looked confused.

"Leave Omaha and fly directly to Yan Country. I will send a team to help you then."

"Okay."

Zhao Yingjun raised his hands in surrender and said, "You are the boss, you have the final say."

"Don't forget, you have a share of the company." Li Zhenyu reminded that he was working for himself.

"Understood. I'll do as you say."

Zhao Yingjun sat down with a playful smile, and changed the subject: "Brother, your friend... maybe he is not suitable for working here."

"What's the matter? What trouble did Wan Zhi get into?" Li Zhenyu asked back.

Zhao Yingjun told him about Cui Wanzhi's recent performance.

It doesn't mean he's not smart enough, or doesn't work hard enough.

But, he simply didn't want to fit in...

What should he do with someone who has no intention of integrating into the company and doing his job well? "What suggestions do you have?" Li Zhenyu had a headache.

What exactly is Choi Wan-sik doing? He said he wanted to make money, so I introduced him here.

As long as he is willing to learn and work hard, the rewards he gets will at least allow him and his family to live a good life.

So, what went wrong? Facing his question, Zhao Yingjun shook his head and said, "You'd better talk to him. Maybe he will have his own ideas."

I learned that he was out on field work today and would report back to the company later.

Li Zhenyu was not in a hurry to leave and decided to wait for him to come back and ask him out for a drink.

"Here I come." As Zhao Yingjun was speaking, he pointed outside, and Cui Wanzhi, who looked extremely awkward, ran in hastily.

It's obviously the same shirt and suit, elite attire.

But when he wears it, he looks like a circus clown, and the feeling he gives people is just...'awkward.'

No matter how you look at it, I don't fit in with the surrounding environment and colleagues.

At this moment, Li Zhenyu finally understood why Zhao Yingjun said bluntly: "Maybe he is not suitable for working here."

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PS: Thank you for the reward from Bubble Book Friends. Bosses, if you have tickets, please support me. Don't pity Laolang, just use your strength and smash it.

(End of this chapter)