Chapter 547 I am the most beautiful (Part 2)

  Washington, Capitol Hill.

   It was originally an ordinary hearing, which was held by the U.S. House of Representatives Oversight and Government Reform Committee, and the topic was naturally about subprime mortgages. Several hedge fund tycoons, including Paulson, will attend the meeting, which is open to the public and broadcast live on television. Of course, this kind of hearing is only of a consultative nature, and the purpose is to let members of parliament know more about the content and situation of a certain issue, so that they can use it as a reference when formulating policies. However, although it is not an approval, for some controversial issues, the intensity of the debate is no less than that of a court hearing.

When Paulson appeared at the gate of Capitol Hill, the car he was riding in had been surrounded by dozens of journalists flocking to him. He had to stay in the car and wait for the bodyguards to clear the crowd first, and then Only then did he walk out under the spotlight all over the sky.

   "Mr. Paulson, please tell us about your investment philosophy or strategy?" A female reporter who managed to squeeze into the circle immediately handed over the recording pen and shouted in a shrill voice.

   "Mr. Paulson, I am a reporter from The Wall Street Journal. Do you have time for us to give you an exclusive interview?" Another male reporter shouted almost at the same moment without showing any weakness.

  Naturally, other people also took advantage of this opportunity to yell, and various chaotic and noisy voices came to Paulson's ears for a while, which surprised him. Although before that, Ralph had repeatedly reminded him that he might be bombarded by the media. But when he arrived at the scene, he was still taken aback when he saw such a disorderly and noisy situation.

   "Smile, nod, don't wave, don't answer." Ralph got down from the front seat, leaned into his ear and hurriedly instructed again.

  Paulsen nodded silently, smiled towards the surroundings as a greeting, and then walked towards the gate with difficulty surrounded by bodyguards. It took five minutes to complete the short distance of tens of meters. It wasn't until Paulson's figure disappeared inside the gate of Capitol Hill that Ralph, who was left behind, turned around and said to the unwilling media reporters: "Sorry, gentlemen and ladies, Mr. Paulson needs to attend now. Congressional hearings, so we don't have time for interviews with you. But please rest assured that Mr. Paulson will give you an interview opportunity at the right time, just not now. Sorry everyone!"

   After speaking, Ralph nodded slightly at the reporters, and then also got into the Capitol.

  If the camp outside is already big enough, it is still nothing compared to the camp held for the hearing in Hall 7 today. For this kind of hearing, ordinary people basically don't have much interest, so almost all the applicants are news media from all over the world. And those reporters who were left outside the gate were just a group of people who did not apply for admission.

   "Here comes the man!"

I don't know who yelled suddenly, and the originally quiet hall suddenly boiled up. Except for the five members of the committee and other staff who maintained order, everyone else stood up and walked towards the entrance. look. The photojournalist frantically pressed the shutter button, even though Paulson hadn't appeared at the door yet.

  Taking a deep breath, Paulson pushed open the door of the conference hall. With the posture just now, he was already mentally prepared, but he still felt a little uncomfortable being the focus of hundreds of people's attention. However, he quickly adjusted his mood, with a faint smile on his face, nodding frequently to the surroundings, and slowly walked to the position of the witness.

  Facing the confusion at this moment, several high-ranking committee members glanced at each other, and they all saw the surprise in each other's eyes. They also did not expect that an ordinary hearing would attract so many reporters and media, and many of them were from other countries. What surprised them even more was that almost all of these people came for Paulson alone. So that when several other hedge funds came in, almost no one paid attention to them.

"Silence, please maintain the order of the venue." After five full minutes, the order of the venue was still chaotic. George Sisos, the chairman of the committee, had to knock down the gavel. He didn't put on his reading glasses until the venue was quiet. , bowed his head and flipped through the documents, and said: "It is now announced that the 381st hearing of the House of Representatives Oversight and Government Reform Committee will now begin, and the topic of the meeting is..."

  The scene began to be solemn, but many people still turned their attention to Paulson, who had never changed his face. They were very curious about what this upstart who rose like a comet would say.

And in this hall that can accommodate more than 500 people, in the southeast corner, a foreign reporter who speaks poor English is asking his colleagues in a low voice, "Dude, who is that guy who came in just now?" ? How come there are so many people chasing after it?"

"You don't know?" The person he was questioning looked at him with incredulous eyes, and after a long pause, he asked in a strange tone, "Dude, don't you come from this planet? ? You don't even know John Paulson?"

"John Paulson?" The foreign reporter adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose with a look of confusion on his face, "I just came here because I heard that the 'No. 1 hedge fund man' would attend the hearing today. Could it be Isn't it George Soros?"

"George Soros?" The corner of the mouth of the person next to the reporter with glasses twitched slightly, but he still explained patiently, "Dude, you really have too little information. What we call 'the first person in hedge funds' now does not mean that Old antique, but the guy now. Yes, that guy!"

   "So that's the case!" The man with glasses narrowed his eyes hard and looked at Paulson carefully, but they were seated at the back, so they couldn't see each other's face clearly. After looking hard for a long time, he still couldn't see clearly, so he had to give up his efforts at the moment, turned around and said with a smile: "Sorry, buddy, I made you laugh. That's right, I used to run political news, but today I heard that A big man in the financial industry is coming, so I came here to join in the fun."

   "So that's the case, but man, which media do you work for?"

   "Daily News, from Greece." The embarrassment on the man's face became more embarrassing, "I guess you haven't heard of it, but this is the newspaper with the largest circulation in Greece."

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