Volume 1: A sound on Wall Street, Xinxiang City is busy copying books Chapter 113 Big Shot
Subtitle of this chapter: Big news is for big people!
Yuan Yanshu was a little flattered when he accepted the interview for the first time, but when he calmed down and thought about it, he felt something was not right.
Who am I? Someone who can make big news in a minute, someone who can easily become a big shot , destined to be the darling of the media in this life. Since I am already a "darling", of course the media should darling me, why should I curry favor with the media?
And even though they are reporters from the four major newspapers, the questions they ask are not much different from those from the four tabloids, and their attitudes seem a bit arrogant.
Yuan Yanshu looked very unhappy, so his attitude was much colder than the first time, and he just dismissed these reporters casually.
“Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding.”
It is now six o'clock Eastern Time in the United States, and the amount of the bet has approached half a million US dollars. At the same time, today's evening newspapers have been delivered to Yuan Yanshu one after another. In fact, most of the larger newspapers at that time had two copies, morning and evening.
Of course, he wanted to know at the first moment how dazzling his first media appearance would be...
Our Master Yuan first looked through several major newspapers before finding news related to him in the corners.
He couldn't help but snort in his heart. This is too disrespectful. What about the New York Times, the Washington Post, the Wall Street Journal, and the Le Monde? One day, I will give you a big rejection!
Then Yuan Yan suddenly started reading those tabloids. Needless to say, those tabloids were quite respectful to him. Although his story was not on the front page, the news related to him appeared on their third page or even on the second page.
The Sun headline:
"The doctor from China vehemently denies that he has any mental problems, but this cannot explain his crazy behavior!"
New York Tribune headline:
"A mysterious young Chinese tycoon who is studying at NYU signed a ridiculous bet worth hundreds of thousands of dollars just for fun!"
New York Herald headline:
"One of China's top political families cannot understand the political reality of the United States!"
What the hell is this?! The current American media is not good!
Fortunately, there is a copy of the New York Daily News, which contains a photo of a handsome man like me. Let me take a good look at it...
Hey, does this guy know how to take pictures? If he can't take pictures, can he not use Photoshop or Meitu? He took a picture of himself that looks like... he really has squinty eyes!
There was no way. The spotlights were too bright these days, and the inexperienced Master Yuan couldn't help but squint his eyes when he was dazzled by the strong light.
Forget it, let’s take a look at the content of the report:
"Professor German's son was accused of being a German spy. His revenge on the Democratic government: 250 votes!"
Yuan Yan suddenly held a minute of silence for Professor Chandler in her heart. This really has nothing to do with me, but after this incident, you will become a master in election predictions. This little attack is nothing. You should also thank my student!
When he thought about it this way, he felt less guilty.
"Neo, it's your turn to sign."
"OK……"
Our Master Yuan has not yet realized that these reports have not only enhanced his reputation, but also raised his level...
At the same time, in the office of the Morgan Consortium on Wall Street, two real big men, so big that the whole earth would tremble with the stomping of their feet, were talking.
"Uncle George, have you decided to retire?"
"Yes, little John. I am eighty years old, so of course I have to give my seat to young people like you."
"Hahaha, I'm almost sixty years old, how can I be considered a young man? But Uncle George, you really don't look like an eighty-year-old man at all. In my opinion, you can definitely continue to do this!"
"Little John, I'm not as good as your father, so just let me enjoy my old age."
“Uncle George” is of course Mr. George F. Baker, whom our Master Yuan has met. Born in 1840, he is now really 80 years old. In the original timeline, probably because he often played white ball, he lived until 1933 and passed away at the age of 93.
"Little John" is the son of the famous John Pierpont Morgan, JPM, Jr. There is really no need to say much about JP Morgan, as he was the one who pioneered the "Morgan Era" in which financial oligarchs dominated corporate tycoons.
After his death in 1913, JP Morgan Jr. became the head of the Morgan Group, the first of the eight major financial groups in the United States..
Mr. JP Morgan said helplessly, "Uncle George, since you have made up your mind, I won't say much. Then let's have dinner together to celebrate your retirement. Please wait a moment, I will be there soon. How about a glass of whiskey ?"
Mr. Baker replied: "Forget the wine. By the way, has the evening paper arrived tonight?"
"Uncle George, do you want to know about the election? I remember that Westinghouse sent a toy in the next room. If you want to know the real-time news, you can try the radio.. "
"A radio, I got one too. But never mind, I'll just read the newspaper."
"Well, I'll have someone bring it in right away. Don't worry, the Republicans will win a landslide victory this time."
"I have also done a private poll, and there is no problem this time. But... humph, the Republicans are getting worse and worse. They actually picked a loser who has nothing but a pretty face and sweet words, and his bottom is not clean. I don't know what those people are thinking?"
"Uncle George, stop complaining. Warren is quite obedient, and doesn't he have Silent Calvin as his deputy?"
"Mr. Baker, Mr. Morgan, today's evening paper."
Not long after, the secretary outside brought in a stack of newspapers.
George Baker put on his reading glasses and flipped through the magazine casually. He saw the big news that Yuan Yan had just made. He couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Hahaha..."
The head of the Morgan Consortium asked curiously, "Uncle George, what are you laughing at?"
"Little John, take a look at this press release."
"A crazy bet by a mad doctor from NYU? Wow, 250 votes!"
"I know this crazy doctor from NYU. He's a classmate of my grandson and a very interesting Chinese. Well, this little guy is really interesting!"
"Uncle George, do you think you can really win that much?"
"According to the polls we did, a landslide victory is definitely a big win. But winning by such a big margin... is not impossible."
"Uncle George, are you so confident in that Chinese man? How about I make a bet with you?"
"Okay, what shall we bet on?"
