Spring Thunder Chapter 0258 The Wolf of Wall Street Falls into the Trap
"Teacher Jennifer, thank you for accompanying them."
Nan Yi didn't have to wait long before the two little ones came out of the school accompanied by their teacher Jennifer Lesnicki.
"Adam, you're welcome. I'm leaving now."
Jennifer smiled solemnly, said hello and walked into the school.
"Do you like Teacher Jennifer?"
"like."
"I like it too, Dad. Teacher Jennifer doesn't have a boyfriend yet."
"Oh, thank you for telling me this information. Since you are so considerate of your father, I decided to give you a surprise."
"Dad, what's the surprise?"
"I'll find you a part-time job as a matchmaker. You have potential in this area."
"slightly!"
The little girl stuck out her tongue, smiled mischievously, ignored Nan Yi, and got into the car first.
Encouraging Fan Hongdou to get in the car, Nan Yi took the two children to an ice cream shop to eat ice cream. After they had enjoyed their ice cream, he sent them back. He then went back to the downstairs of One Wall Street and waited for Scarlett to get off work and go home with her.
After Nan Yi finished cooking, the two sat in the dining room and had dinner together.
"Let me tell you something."
"you say."
"The Adam II Charitable Foundation should take action and apply to the New York Department of Child Welfare and Social Services to establish an orphanage funded by the foundation."
"Why, you want to sponsor orphans?"
"Yes."
Scarlett put down her knife and fork, wiped her mouth with her napkin and said, "Adam, do you know that in the United States, children are a very sensitive issue. If we are not careful, we will get ourselves into trouble."
"I know that child welfare agencies will keep a close eye on us. However, you are worrying too much. I have no dirty thoughts in adopting orphans. I am not afraid of supervision. I believe that Adam II's orphanage will become a model for orphanages all over the world."
"Tell me what you think."
"God is so unfair to orphans, making them suffer so young. God doesn't give them fairness, but I want to give them a good childhood within my ability, and I will do my best to give them a good life.
When they grow up, I will arrange for them to enter the Pan American system and have a good job according to their own wishes. "
"I understand, Adam, you want to build up your own hardcore power."
"No, I want to help the orphans and find some playmates for our children. Just think, when our children are born, they can build tree houses together, go fishing in the river together, and form their own football team."
"Yes, they can also play role-playing games and he can play King Adam II." Scarlett said, stroking her belly.
"Hmm, maybe a general. When I was a kid, I played war games with my friends, and the highest I ever served as was a platoon leader . I was even the leader of a suicide squad, the kind that would die with just one charge."
"Haha, I played Catherine the Great."
"Wow, my queen."
"My Potemkin Knight, please launch an attack. Our Russian Empire is going to divide up this European foot-binding cloth of Poland for the fourth time."
"Hurray!" Nan Yi saluted and shouted while patting his chest in a servile manner.
"Hahaha!"
Amidst laughter, it was decided that the Adam II Charitable Foundation would establish an orphanage.
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The colonel acted quickly. Within two days, he not only understood Chris Gardner's current situation, but also dug out Belfort.
Chris Gardner worked at a penny stock company for a short time before switching to a regular stockbrokerage firm as a stockbroker.
In fact, the difference between formal and informal is just like this. Selling penny stocks is actually legal, but American law stipulates that penny stocks cannot be sold to "vulnerable groups."
The term "vulnerable group" is very flexible, and there is no article that provides a detailed and clear explanation of the vulnerable group. That is why there are so many companies selling penny stocks in cheap offices near Wall Street.
After seeing that Chris Gardner's performance was not bad, Nan Yi decided to extend an olive branch to him.
Belfort was a natural born salesman, a man with extraordinary talent. He could sell rotten fish and shrimp to the rich people in Long Island, and his performance was very good. He also had the idea of starting his own business.
Nan Yi arranged for Belfort to meet at Smith & Wollensky, a steakhouse located at the intersection of 49th Street and Third Avenue, at a very special table.
Nan Yi also sat on a special chair. Behind him to the right was a transparent, open kitchen.
He has been here.
The last time he came, he didn't even get a seat. He just watched the big guys who had paid a huge amount of money chatting and laughing with an old white man, and he could only listen from afar, afraid of missing any words.
Today, he was sitting here, and opposite him sat a young man who was one year older than him. He was very reserved and a little uneasy about the unknown.
Nan Yi looked at him, and suddenly, he didn't want to talk to him using his own communication routine. Instead, he decided to use the routine he saw in the movie, which was made up by the young man opposite him.
Nan Yi stretched out his left hand and tapped his chest, making sounds with his mouth: "Hmmmm, ho ho, hmmmm, hmmmm..."
Nan Yi's actions made the young man sitting opposite him stunned.
“Hmmmm… Hmmmm…”
After the knocking ended, Nan Yi picked up the goblet on the table and took a sip of water.
"I can see that you are not used to wearing suits. Thank you for taking our meeting seriously. At the same time, I am very sorry. Maybe I asked you out too hastily. You didn't have time to take a good shower. You still smell like fish."
"I have to say, I was so excited when I heard you asked me out yesterday. I was so excited that I couldn't fall asleep. I could only have sex with my girlfriend again and again until dawn today."
"You know me?"
"I don't know. I only know that you asked me to meet you on behalf of the Scarlett Foundation, but I have met you," Belfort said.
"Uh-huh, where?"
"I know you live in Columbus Apartments and have a lot of bodyguards around you. A month ago, I went to your house to promote lobsters. You were not there, but later, I happened to be in another elevator and saw you walk out of the elevator and walk towards that door."
"That's a wonderful fate." Nan Yi shrugged and said, "Mr. Belfort, let's get back to the point. Selling stocks and funds is actually the same as selling lobsters. The only thing you have to do is to serve the dish."
Nan Yi pointed at the waiter who was serving the dishes and said, "The rules of the game are simple. Transfer the customer's money into your own pocket."
“Yes, but if we help our clients make money at the same time, isn’t that better for everyone?”
“No one, remember, Belfort, can always know whether the stock will go up, down, or stay the same in the next moment, not Zhiyong Cai, not Buffett.
Therefore, a fund cannot guarantee that its clients will always make money. As a soon-to-be fund stockbroker, all you have to do is to bluff people, make those you call take out the money, and then put it in your own pocket, it's that simple."
"Blaming?"
"Yes, it's bluffing. Wearing a suit, sitting in the office and making phone calls, you don't need to run outside in the hot weather, pick up the phone at 9:30, and you can leave work at 4pm;
Every Thursday you get a check with a lot of zeros on it, and you can withdraw the money and start by making yourself a chair made of cash.
Believe me, the chairs made with US dollars are very comfortable to sit on.”
"Mr. Adam, have you ever sat there?"
"Of course, I not only have a sofa made of US dollars, but also a bed made of US dollars. It's a very big bed, so big that five girls slept on it, and I couldn't touch any of them when I woke up in the morning."
"That's amazing!" Belfort has been trapped in the illusion woven by Nan Yi and can't extricate himself. "Mr. Adam, can I go to work tomorrow?"
"Of course, but before you go to work, I'll give you a piece of advice: don't mess around in the company!"
