Chapter 840 Wall Street Culture

  Night.

  Manhattan, Upper East Side.

  Xia Jing walked and got off the bus, and in front of you was a very rare single-family villa in this area.

  As the core area of ​​Manhattan, every inch of land is rich in land, and most of the houses are townhouses. The price of single-family villas has to catch up with his large flat-floor apartment in Central Park.

  Showed the invitation letter to the security guard at the door, and Xia Jingxing walked through the door and walked into the villa.

  The courtyard is full of lights and colorful, singing and dancing, very lively.

  A group of bald white middle-aged and elderly men in suits and leather shoes, holding a wine glass in one hand, and thin-clothed blonde girls in the other, gathered in groups to talk.

   "Daren, I thought you were not coming!"

  John Paulson stands out more and more. He is dressed in a well-cut high-end suit and his thin hair has been carefully managed. The whole person looks extraordinarily energetic.

  On him, it seems that he will never see the downfall of a few months ago, and now some of them are full of spirits.

   "As the largest LP of the Paulson Fund, if you want to hold a celebration banquet, how can I not come!"

  Xia Jingxing held Paulson's hand and shook it vigorously.

  The guests around were all curiously looking at the young Asian man who appeared last.

  Someone recognized Xia Jingxing and raised a glass to him.

  More people discussed this young and rich Chinese man who is well-known in American society in a low voice with those around them.

  Paulson led Xia Jingxing aside and said, “Dalun, my second short-selling fund is about to end soon. Are you really not investing anymore?”

  Xia Jingxing smiled, he wanted to cast it, but all the bullets were gone, and there was no money to support Paulson's great cause.

Seeing Xia Jingxing not speaking, Paulson immediately understood the meaning, smiled and said, "Well, the 400 million dollars you invested in me before is considered a great help. In any case, I will try my best to bring you a lot of money. Return."

  Xia Jingxing smiled faintly, “Paulson, I trust your ability very much, but I don’t have any surplus funds at the moment. You know, Facebook is not a listed company, and I can’t change money at any time.”

  Paulson nodded, thinking about it, he has already invested 400 million US dollars in himself. It is really hard to ask for more.

  However, he now has no shortage of wealthy investors waving checks to get on his car.

  Before this year, the Paulson Fund itself was not large or small, and it was not well-known in the industry.

  But as the housing market plummeted, the name Paulson Fund began to circulate among the upper class.

  The reason for this can also be attributed to Paulson's behavior of pulling investment around last year.

  At the beginning, many people rejected this fool who wanted to make a short subprime loan.

   But this year, many people find that they are the fool.

  So the group began to come to Paulson again with a shy face, hoping that he would ignore the predecessors and accept the funds they entrusted to manage.

  Paulson is a very rational person. Naturally, he will not refuse these dollars delivered to his door, and he will accept them all.

  Today, the Paulson Fund has a strong momentum of development, catching up with Peter Thiel’s Claire Capital.

  "Dylan, there are many big customers who are here today. After I finish speaking later, they may talk to you. I hope you can help me with a few words."

  Xia Jingxing immediately understood Paulson’s intention in inviting him to come. It turned out to be using himself as a tool man to stand and endorse the Paulson Fund.

  But this was exactly what he wanted, and he replied straightforwardly: "No problem, the performance of Paulson Fund is obvious to all, and smart people know how to choose."

  Paulson laughed, knowing it was done.

   Then he strode towards the crowd.

  "I started researching subprime mortgages two years ago and found that the housing market and related financial derivatives markets were all in bubbles, so last year I raised the first short-selling subprime fund..."

  Paulson stood in the middle of the crowd, like a dazzling star, and began to brag about his fund.

  However, the audience in a circle didn't think he was bragging. Instead, they felt that Paulson was a man of great things. He spent such a long time studying subprime mortgages, and now it is right to usher in gains.

  Xia Jingxing stood aside, watching all this with a smile.

  He doesn’t want the title of Wall Street Sky God and the No. 1 hedge fund. It’s better to let Paulson and Peter Thiel compete for this title. Maybe he can come up with a "short twin star."

   "Daren, I heard that you are the largest LP of Paulson Funds. I thought you would only run an Internet company. I didn't expect financial investment to be so insightful."

  The pungent perfume smell hit her face, and a blonde woman with heavy makeup appeared next to Xia Jingxing.

  Xia Jingxing turned her head and glanced. The woman was about 30 years old, wearing a low-cut gown, and the two **** were very plump.

Looking at the woman’s face and recalling it carefully, Xia Jingxing realized that she didn’t know this woman, guessing that it might be the LP invited by Paulson, so he politely smiled at her: "Thank you, I’m just lucky, everything All thanks to Paulson, he is the best investment manager I have ever met."

  The blonde woman grinned, "You Orientals are really humble. I have seen many financial tycoons, and most of them are very public in private."

   "So, I can't be called a big brother, just a beginner." Xia Jingxing said lightly.

  "You are so modest. As far as I know, the scale of asset management of Envision Capital has exceeded 10 billion U.S. dollars. This volume is placed on Wall Street, and it can be called a large company."

  Xia Jingxing gave the woman a glance, "You seem to know me well?"

   "I can't talk about it. I know all the major Wall Street companies because their top executives are my customers."

  Xia Jingxing asked: "What does your company do?"

  "I started a model website. The models signed on our website have all received high-quality education from the American Ivy League colleges and universities, and they are also home to the most beautiful women in the world."

  The woman held a business card with her finger, and gently handed it to Xia Jingxing, and smiled profoundly: "Specially for you men on Wall Street to release pressure."

  Xia Jingxing was stunned for a moment, then took the business card and glanced at it a few times, then looked up, and found that the woman had already walked out a few steps.

  The woman suddenly turned back and said, "My name is Billy, I hope you can give us more advice on our website."

  Xia Jingxing shook his head and laughed. He knew who this woman was. New York’s first old man/bustard, Manhattan mom, and the list of prostitutes/prostitutes released in the previous life directly pulled down the governor of New York, and countless Wall Street executives shivered.

  No wonder they are so familiar with Envision Capital. They should regard their new company as a major customer and prepare to expand their business. Maybe it is an enterprise-level group purchase.

  Wall Street is under pressure at work, and **** is an inevitable and indispensable topic.

  Some time ago he heard that someone had soiled the walls of the company’s conference room, and many traders had to send a shot before working...

  This kind of thing has been repeatedly forbidden, Xia Jingxing has been too lazy to take care of it.

  But he is not interested in prostitution. White prostitution is okay. Even if you pay, it’s not good enough.

   With a flick of his finger, the business card in his hand flew away.

  At this time, Paulson's speech is also over.

  The guests gave the new financial tycoon the warmest applause, and the eyes that looked at Paulson were more eager.

Xia Jingxing stayed at the party for a while, and many people really came over to talk with him, basically inquiring about the Paulson Fund. He abide by the previous agreement, said a lot of Paulson’s good things, and listened to the guests. They were amazed again and again.

  He is now anxious that this group of people will invest all their belongings to Paulson, to help Paulson become famous as soon as possible.

  After a while, the entertainment time opens.

  After disappearing for a while, Billy walked out of the villa with a group of girls in cool clothes, and performed various very provocative dances, showing the graceful posture to the old men present.

  Paulson and a few old men commented on each other, and they became one.

  Xia Jing walked over and greeted Paulson. The station also helped to finish standing, and he was about to leave.

   "Darren, you seem to be a little uncomfortable with these occasions? Actually, you don't need to be surprised. High-tempo, sex, cocaine, drugs, this is the culture of Wall Street." Paulson sent Xia Jinghang out the door, joking as he walked.

  Xia Jingxing smiled, but did not answer.

  After all, he still hasn't played with these grandchildren, and he has a certain moral bottom line in his heart. In order to pursue excitement, these grandchildren have sex, change their wives...all bad things are done.

   "Have fun, I'm leaving now."

   patted Paulson on the shoulder, Xia Jingxing smiled and left.

  Paulson shrugged and watched Xia Jingxing get into the car and leave, then whistled and returned to the villa.

  (End of this chapter)