Chapter 625 You are simply a devil (ask for a monthly ticket)

  In the lobby of the New York Stock Exchange, it was also extremely lively today. Everyone's eyes were attracted by a stock that was soaring rapidly.

   "Oh, it's over a hundred and fifty dollars."

   "I buy it, two hundred dollars!"

   "This is crazy, it's over two hundred and fifty dollars!"

  Microsoft's stock is definitely the brightest star today. I don't know how many investors and operators have been blinded.

  The more this is the case, the more people are chasing after it, and the stock price has no intention of stopping at all.

  In a VIP trading room, Soros, who was drinking coffee, also gently put down the coffee in his hand, and said to a female assistant next to him:

   "It's time to cool down, let's sell all the Microsoft stocks we have in hand."

  Of course he doesn't want the stock to rise to three hundred dollars, then he may face a loss-making business.

  The female assistant didn't raise any doubts. Although this stock still looks like it has great potential, if you wait, the price should be higher.

  But she is familiar with the boss's temperament, if you have any questions, you can wait until the transaction is over, and ask casually.

   But now, absolutely not, the order must be faithfully carried out.

  The news was quickly carried out to the following operation team, so some selling orders finally appeared in Microsoft's stock.

  Soros holds more than 80,000 shares of Microsoft stock. Microsoft's current market size is not large. According to common sense, it can greatly ease the upward momentum of the stock price.

   But unexpectedly, these released stocks were like a few small fish thrown into the shark school, and were quickly swallowed by the crazy shark school.

  The **** smell emanating from it seemed to make those investors even crazier, and more funds poured in, as if rushing to participate in this feast.

  The stock price stagnated for just a few minutes, and then jumped up sharply, almost approaching the three hundred dollar mark.

  The general trend has been achieved, and it cannot be stopped by manpower.

   Soros, an old catfish who has been in the stock market for so long, can of course judge the situation clearly. He shook his head slightly, and suddenly said something out of nowhere:

   "Little guy, you won this time, but next time, you won't be so lucky..."

  At this moment, the lucky little guy in his mouth has also walked in front of John Dupont.

  Dubang was still sitting on the ground, his eye sockets had turned black and blue after being punched, so that his appearance looked a little funny.

   "Mr. John, how do we settle this account between us?"

   Liu Qingshan looked down at the guy at his feet, he was not going to let him go easily.

  What age is it? This guy is still playing racial discrimination. He must leave a deep enough lesson for the other party.

  John DuPont stiffened his neck, his normal eyes were still full of contempt: "Let's settle the accounts, how much do you want, one million dollars, or five million dollars?"

   "There is nothing that money can't solve, hahaha!" The familiar strange laughter just now sounded again.

  Liu Qingshan's face was still very calm: "Of course I don't have as much money as your DuPont family, but I'm not short of money now."

   Grace also stepped forward to help: "Yes, who wants your stinky money, you shit-spitting guy, I really want to clean up a pile of **** and stuff it in your mouth!"

  When this girl swears, even Liu Qingshan feels a little disgusted.

   Liu Yinfeng on the side also stretched out her hand to pull her good friend, and then said to John with a cold face:

   "There were several witnesses at the scene just now. Don't try to deny what you said. I will take you to court and ruin your reputation."

  Her temperament is the same as Liu Qingshan, other things are easy to talk about, once it involves insults to race and ethnicity, it is absolutely unbearable.

  John was still not to be outdone: "Sue me, okay, my team of lawyers is here at any time, girl, if you can't afford a lawyer, I can lend you one for free."

Hahaha!

   Laughter broke out again, but this time it didn’t come from John’s mouth, but from the phone in Liu Qingshan’s hand:

   "Qingshan, the stock price has broken through 300 dollars, hahaha!"

  Qian Yuzhen's hearty laughter came from the cell phone, and even the people next to her could hear it clearly.

   Of course Qian Yuzhen has reason to be happy: "Qingshan, we won, the famous Wall Street investor George Soros!"

   "At a price of 200 U.S. dollars per share, nearly 300,000 Microsoft shares are transferred, and our funds on hand can exceed 60 million U.S. dollars!"

  Although the current stock price has exceeded 300 US dollars, this is not true, and it will fall back soon, and it may fall directly to 100 US dollars in the end.

   Moreover, this kind of restricted stock cannot be circulated at all. Even if it rises to 3,000 US dollars a share, it will be too greedy.

  So the price of two hundred dollars is definitely a big profit. In one year, the profit is basically nearly ten times.

  Liu Qingshan also clenched his fists: "Okay, Sister Yuzhen, now we can sell our floating stocks."

   "Don't sell too quickly, if the final average price can be more than 250 US dollars, it will be considered as reaching the goal."

   "Okay, Qingshan, don't worry, it must be higher than this price." Qian Yuzhen's confidence has never been so high as it is at this moment.

  In the eyes of those on Wall Street, she is the magical hand of the East.

  But Qian Yuzhen herself knows best that her success is all due to Liu Qingshan, and the stocks that have soared are all provided to her by Qingshan.

  Qian Yuzhen's words were transmitted through the cell phone, and several people present, including Mr. John, could hear them clearly.

  Liu Yinfeng's tightly pressed lips moved: "We can afford a lawyer!"

   Grace is also eager to try: "You bastard, just wash your **** and wait to go to jail!"

   At this moment, John DuPont was also a little flustered. Only then did he realize that the man in front of him was a billionaire just like him.

   This is a bit troublesome, because the advantage he can have now, the opponent also has.

  And he also found that among the crowd, there are already many people who are quietly taking pictures with cameras.

  The most indispensable thing in Hollywood is those entertainment reporters. There are really more paparazzi than dogs on the street.

  If this matter is exposed, he doesn't care much, because his original reputation is rather stinky.

  The key is that the family he represents may be implicated.

  The DuPont family has survived for two hundred years, and its prosperity has not declined, which is already a miracle in itself.

   But behind the scenes, this family is envied by many people, and they can't wait for something to happen.

  John was born in a big family. Although he sometimes gets confused, he can still be clear about major issues.

  So the arrogance on his face gradually subsided, and he got up from the ground, and said angrily: "Okay, I apologize, and take back what I just said."

  Liu Qingshan didn't expect that this guy could bend and stretch, but it's not so easy. If he doesn't teach him a deep lesson this time, he may speak nonsense again in the future.

  Therefore, Liu Qingshan shook his head lightly: "If you could apologize at the beginning, I would totally accept it, but now, it's too late."

   "That's right, it's late!" Grace also chimed in beside her with a high air.

   "I can compensate, how about five million dollars?" John couldn't, and in the end he could only open the way with money.

   Grace is pointing at him and starting the training: "Put away your stinky money, don't think everyone has...five million, haha, let's discuss it."

  After finishing speaking, she quickly grabbed Liu Qingshan's arm, her eyes twinkled with the light of a little money fan: "Mounting, this price is already very fair in my opinion."

  Liu Qingshan shook his head: "Ten million dollars."

   "Well, I'm unlucky today." John finally confessed, but looked at Liu Qingshan with contempt again, and muttered again:

   "In the end, it is not settled with money."

  At this time, the little star just posted again: "Honey, then my five million..."

   "Go away, I hate vampires like you the most!" John DuPont roared, pushing the little star away without grace.

  He was full of anger and had nowhere to vent. He regarded the other party as a punching bag. The strength in his hands was a little stronger, and he pushed the other party staggeringly, and fell heavily to the ground.

  Crack, click, another shutter sound.

  A courageous reporter came forward and asked Liu Qingshan, "Sir, what happened here?"

  Liu Qingshan blinked: "Of course it's big news. This Mr. John Dupont is a member of the Dupont family. He..."

  More than a dozen reporters seemed to emerge from the ground all of a sudden, huffed and surrounded Liu Qingshan.

**** it! John's head was also breaking out in cold sweat. He cursed in his heart, but shouted, "Another five million!"

   Liu Qingshan seemed unmoved, and continued to smile and said: "This Mr. Du Pont, just now..."

   "Oh, another five million, a total of 20 million, I won't add any more!" John felt the pain in his body, and he didn't know if he fell just now.

OK, Liu Qingshan gestured to him, and forced a smile to say: "This Mr. John, seeing the hardships of those aboriginal people two days ago, he generously donated 20 million US dollars to the aboriginal people. "

   "Friends, isn't this big news? What are you still doing, don't rush to interview Mr. John."

   With a bang, the object surrounded by the reporters was immediately replaced by John DuPont, and microphones were poked in front of him.

   "Mr. John, your generosity is simply wider than the waters of the Atlantic Ocean. Can I have an exclusive interview with you?"

   "Mr. DuPont, are you making this donation on behalf of the family, or just yourself?"

   "Mr. Dupont, there are rumors that you despise the aborigines. I can guarantee that it is definitely a rumor..."

  John Dupont's face was blue and red, and he was almost **** off.

   He would rather throw 20 million dollars into the Atlantic than donate to the aborigines.

  But now he is like the duck that was put on the stove, unable to control himself.

  Liu Qingshan and others, who got rid of the entanglement of the reporters, watched John Dupont being played like a monkey with a smile.

  It’s summer, but Xiao Li felt a chill in his heart when he saw it: "Liu, you are simply a devil, that guy John is about to be ruined by you."

   "It's your own fault." Liu Qingshan will not feel sorry for this kind of person in the slightest.

  Not to mention that he is considered rich now, even if he is a beggar, he would not ask for such insulting compensation from the other party.

  So he followed suit and directly helped Mr. John donate the money.

  Presumably, this kind of inner torture makes Mr. John feel more uncomfortable than any punishment, and he will definitely remember it for a lifetime.

   "Let's go, don't disturb Mr. John's becoming a philanthropist." Liu Qingshan waved his hand, ready to leave, he really didn't want to see John's ugly face.

  At this time, someone suddenly flashed in front of him and blocked the way: "Sir, please stop, may I bother you?"

  Liu Qingshan looked at the camera still on the shoulder of the other party, it seemed that this was the one just now, who had been filming, and was still yelling.

  So he smiled and said, "You don't want me to act in a movie, do you? I'm sorry, I'm not interested."

  He regarded this as a scout for a Hollywood movie company.

  In fact, the videographer really thought about it just now, feeling that this oriental man has the potential to become Bruce Lee.

   It’s just that he was watching carefully and heard some voices on the phone. After knowing that the other party was a billionaire, he dismissed this idea and then came up with a new idea.

   "No, no, Mr. Mountain, I mean, do you intend to invest in my film company? Here is my business card." The man handed Liu Qingshan a business card very respectfully.

  Liu Qingshan glanced at it with interest, and saw "Hurricane Films" printed on it, followed by a name: Chambers.

  Liu Qingshan recalled: Hurricane Films, it seems that I have no impression?

  He immediately thought that in Hollywood, there are tens of thousands of such small-scale film and television companies, and there are new openings and closures every day.

   It is estimated that Hurricane Films is just such a small fish.

   "Liu, let's go. In Hollywood, out of ten people, five are the bosses of this small company, and the remaining five are paparazzi."

  Xiao Li is obviously used to this kind of situation, and has no interest at all. He pulls Liu Qingshan, and prepares to go to the crew of Jurassic Park to see the excitement.

   And that Mr. Chambers obviously didn't give up: "Mr. Mountain, in addition to making movies, our company also has some signed singers. I think you will be interested!"

  Xiao Li snorted: "Those singers of yours haven't debuted yet, right?"

  Chambers was also blushed by what he said, and then nodded mechanically: "However, some of the children in our company still have great potential, and Mariah Carey is very optimistic."

  After finishing speaking, he looked at Liu Qingshan sincerely: "Mr. Mountain, five hundred thousand dollars, as long as you pay half a million dollars, the hurricane is yours."

  In fact, when Liu Qingshan heard the name of Mariah Carey, his heart was already pounding: that would be one of the four future queens in Europe and America.

  This Mr. Chambers, who doesn't know that he has a golden mountain in his hands, is still holding a golden rice bowl to beg for food.

  (end of this chapter)