"Simon, Tuesday's news about Westeros is very disturbing to us. Goldman Sachs has just bought a large amount of technology stocks for itself and its clients in the past two months. I mean, the next time Westeros wants to reduce Hold on, can you contact us directly?”
Charity reception scene.
Simon and Sophia were socializing in the crowd together. They heard Henry Paulson, CEO of Goldman Sachs, also mention the Westeros Company's plan to reduce its holdings again. He smiled and said: "Henry, you should understand that I am not here to cash out funds."
Henry Paulson smiled bitterly. Of course he understood, and he had almost no expectations for the test just now. Hearing this, he said: "In this case, Simon, can you reveal how much the Westeros company plans to cash out this time?"
"I can only say that technology stocks will be the most promising growth sector for many years to come. In the short term, profitability will definitely be no problem."
This amounts to saying nothing.
Even after last year's new technology bubble burst, both Igret and Tinker Bayer have really made many people see the potential of the new technology field. Compared with the 1998 era when it was still in the exploratory stage, On the Internet, no one with a bit of vision these days will doubt certain things.
Henry Paulson knew that it would be difficult to change Simon's decision to suppress the rapid rise of technology stocks again, so he had to change the topic: "Simon, over in South Korea, you are attacking Daewoo this time, isn't it really just because of an eavesdropping?"
"Frankly, Henry, I'm a very, very private person."
"Okay, so, what do we do next?"
"The problem in South Korea is far less serious than we thought. Each chaebol owns a large number of high-quality and almost monopolistic assets. The question is just how much each company can take. Of course, some eyesight will be tested."
Henry Paulson said: "If I guess correctly, you should have got the two pieces of cake you want most, electronics and entertainment. Oh, maybe you will also add telecommunications, right?"
"Yeah, this is what I'm better at."
"But there are still some outside your big network, such as LG, and this time Daewoo. Simon, Goldman Sachs was very cooperative with your actions to suppress Daewoo a few days ago. We should get some rewards, right?"
"Goldman Sachs has received a lot of rewards, Henry. Since last year, such as the time in Hong Kong, you are just returning me a small favor this time. However, what I can say is that the cake in South Korea is very big, and I am a People will definitely not be able to eat it, so you can follow along and eat as much as you can."
"The problem is, it seems that the most nutritious part has been taken away by you?"
"It doesn't matter 'the most nutritious', Henry, I'm just laying out areas that I'm familiar with and can complement other industries in the Westeros system. For Wall Street, South Korea's financial industry is the most nutritious for you. Part of it, I’m not too competitive with you.”
"South Korea's financial industry is a complete mess."
"Oh, it's bad only for the Korean government. For example, the Bank of Korea. A large number of bad debts must be borne by the Korean government itself. You don't need to be responsible for anything. You just need to go in and occupy the market. On the contrary, I need to invest a lot. A lot of money."
"Okay, Simon. Another thing, I have been invited to the president's trip to China in June and I am considering it. What about you?"
"I just played ball with Bill this morning, but Bill didn't invite me to go with him. I was probably worried about stealing his limelight."
Henry Paulson laughed, and then said: "Actually, Simon, I would rather go with you to see the power of the Westeros Effect. When will you go to Asia next time, why not come together?"
"Just recently, the peach blossoms in China are about to bloom. I will go to enjoy the flowers."
"Can we come together?"
"Unfortunately, most of these are private trips."
“…”
Sofia held Simon's arm and was quietly listening to her man's seemingly insignificant but actually very informative chat with Henry Paulson. Suddenly she noticed the commotion in the direction of the entrance to the hall, turned her head and looked over, and then revealed her ambiguous and teasing expression again. He smiled and gently pulled Simon next to him.
Without Sophia's reminder, the two men were already looking in the direction of the commotion.
Simon was sure at a glance that it should be the mysterious guest that Sofia had just mentioned, Princess Diana.
Ignoring Henry Paulson's ambiguous smile beside him, Simon asked Sophia: "Why is she here?"
"The guest list was arranged by the people below. Princess Diana happens to be in New York," Sofia explained with a smile, and gently pulled Simon: "Go over and say hello?"
Simon shook his head directly: "I won't go."
Henry Paulson also joined in the fun: "Simon, if you don't go, I'm going to say hello to the princess?"
"Please."
Seeing Simon say this, Henry Paulson did not act. He still stood next to him with a smile, looking at a woman who was admired by the stars.
Compared with the British side, because of a certain inferiority complex almost engraved in their bones, Americans prefer to associate with British aristocrats. If they are the royal family, they will be even more attracted to them. In the early years, many wealthy Americans liked to marry into British aristocrats in order to improve their bloodline or style. So many wealthy people married their daughters to some run-down British aristocrats with large dowries.
At this time, looking at the popularity of Princess Diana, it has not changed much.
While Simon and the others were standing here watching the excitement, the guests at the scene probably remembered the scandal between Princess Diana and someone after the initial enthusiasm, so unknowingly, the crowd around Princess Diana towards Simon dispersed. So much so that a certain woman also quickly saw Simon.
The expression changes are wonderful.
First he was surprised, then angry, with some timidity at the same time, and finally he simply raised his head, like a proud peacock, and his eyes clearly glanced around Simon, but his eyes did not stop on anyone at all. Look like I'm just ignoring you.
Then, all kinds of entertainment.
During this period, a certain woman seemed very happy to accept invitations to dance with several men in succession, but she always regarded Simon as nothing. This state of affairs made the atmosphere of the entire reception become a bit weird.
In the end, even Sofia became curious. Seeing a wayward woman accepting the invitation of a guest again, she asked Simon next to her: "What is the situation between you and her?"
Simon thought for a moment and said seriously: "A protective father and a rebellious daughter."
Sofia was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and raised her hand to lightly hit Simon on the shoulder: "How could you... That's Princess Diana."
"You asked me," Simon spread his hands: "I don't think this description can be more appropriate."
Sofia's smile continued: "Then, seeing her dancing with so many men, you...heh, why don't you care?"
"How can we manage normal social interactions?" Simon pretended to be helpless: "As long as you don't bring any brat home."
"Haha, what if she really brings the little boy home?"
"It seems you don't pay much attention to gossip. Don't you know what 'Wrath of Westeros is?"
"Um?"
"Go and watch the gossip yourself," Simon put his arm around the woman's slender waist: "We will also go dancing."
Sofia walked to the dance floor with Simon. She noticed the strange gazes of the guests around her and had a strange feeling that she had become a third party. After she hugged the man and started dancing, she leaned into his ear and continued: "I Why does it feel like a little boy and a little girl are making each other angry?"
"As I said, it's a matter of anger between the father and his daughter."
"You are so evil."
Sofia muttered one last sentence, said nothing more, and quietly enjoyed the warmth of dancing together. When the song ended, she took the initiative to pull Simon towards Princess Diana: "Let's go say hello."
Simon doesn't care.
Everyone came out of the dance floor and saw Simon approaching. The middle-aged man who had just danced with Princess Di nodded slightly towards Simon and walked away on his own initiative. A certain woman who seemed to have spread her wings and was ready to fight was left, staring with bright eyes. Simon.
When Simon came closer, seeing that Sophia didn't speak, looking like she was waiting to watch the excitement, Simon could only ask himself: "Why are you in the United States?"
The man's gentle tone made Princess Dai stunned for a moment, and she relaxed subconsciously. Then she thought of the changes in her life because of someone since last year. She immediately stared again and said without politeness: "If I knew you would show up, I would I will never accept the invitation."
Simon was helpless, but this answer went straight to the point.
Glancing at Sophia beside him, Simon said: "In that case, have a good time."
As he spoke, he turned around.
Seeing someone leaving just like that, Princess Diana hesitated a little, but still said: "Simon Westeros!"
Simon stopped: "Huh?"
Princess Dai still stared at someone hatefully: "You, please don't interfere in my life anymore."
"Is there any inconvenience?"
"you… "
Princess Diana thought of the men who had mysteriously disappeared from her life in the past few months after showing her the slightest attentiveness. Other than that, it was really no inconvenience. This...how do you ask him to speak
After a slight hesitation, Princess Diana finally said again viciously: "You are a bastard, Simon Westeros. I will never give in to you."
Simon nodded seriously: "Yes, keep it up."
After saying that, he took Sophia and walked away.
Sofia wanted to turn her head and take a look, but she resisted and walked a little further with the man. Then she leaned into his ear again, smiled and whispered: "I suddenly felt that there is indeed a bit of a resemblance."
"So, I have a headache."
"Oh, you don't know how."
"How to say?"
Sophia looked at someone: "There are so many people calling daddy on and off the bed. If you had a headache, it would have split long ago."
Simon couldn't help but nod: "Yes."
So he was beaten again.
After continuing to socialize at the cocktail party for a while, before leaving, Simon took the initiative to walk towards another middle-aged man who had avoided him intentionally or unintentionally during the party: "Mr. Hester, nice to meet you."
The person in front of me is William Hearst II. He is related to William Hearst III who was still in exile abroad after those events. However, William II is actually only 7 years older than William III. He is Hester. The second son of John Hurst, the second generation of the Sturt family.
Seeing Simon Westeros looking for him, William Hester II also regretted that he couldn't help but come to join in the fun. However, the current upper class society in the Federation wanted to find someone who had nothing to do with Simon Westeros. It's really not easy to make friends in this circle. I can only greet him proactively with a somewhat awkward smile: "Hello, Mr. Westeros."
Although it was a greeting, both parties didn't even intend to shake hands.
Simon didn't waste any time. He looked at the wealthy middle-aged man in front of him who was of the same lineage as the Hearst family, and said directly: "William, I heard that you have been working together to deal with me recently, is that right?"
This was the news Clinton revealed to Simon during the morning game.
Simon originally wanted to take the time to give a warning, but since he encountered it, he didn't mind hitting him in person.
William Hester II was startled when he heard Simon suddenly say this. With a hint of guilt that was obviously not well concealed, he waved his hands and said: "Mr. Westeros, no, there is absolutely no such thing. matter."
"I remember that we both reached a very formal agreement," Simon said, ignoring the other party's excuses: "However, in the past few years, you have been trying to make various small moves, and I just don't bother to pay attention. Perhaps, this makes you Have some misunderstandings occurred, misunderstandings that shouldn’t have occurred?”
William Hester II began to sweat. He almost swore: "Simon, I promise, there is absolutely no such thing."
"I don't like to hear people's quibbles," Simon stared at the other person: "Speaking of which, where is the other William now? It seems to be an island country in the Mediterranean. Ha, he must not be comfortable in the Federation, right?"
William Hester II raised his hand and wiped his forehead, not knowing how to answer this question.
Thinking of the deteriorating situation of the once-prominent Hearst family after 1994, and even the current crumbling situation, it would be impossible to say that there is no resentment in my heart. However, more than resentment, there was almost a deep-seated fear of the young man in front of him.
Things are different now.
The current Hearst family is just barely supporting a wealthy family. The total wealth of the entire family is less than 1 billion US dollars, and it continues to decrease with the continuous decline of traditional print media. In comparison, the young people in front of them are only The most intuitive personal wealth has increased the Hearst family by more than 1,000 times.
Capitalists always understand the power of capital better than ordinary people.
The capital gap of 1,000 times means that Simon Westeros can completely wipe out the Hearst family with a little move of his fingers.
Seeing that William Hearst II was speechless, Simon was too lazy to say anything more. What he just said was enough to make him live in peace for a few years. When he was about to turn around and leave, he remembered another thing. The middle-aged man said: "By the way, Lidya is a big girl now. Take the time to send someone to me. If I remember correctly, this was a gift you gave me at the beginning. And Patty, well, she No more. In short, this is a punishment for your random little actions."
William Hester II twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling that someone was really bullying someone too much. Deep down in his heart, he wanted to burst out a string of curse words and then walk away.
It's a pity... I just dare to think about it.
Seeing that Westeros was still staring at him for only two seconds, he nodded subconsciously: "Okay, Mr. Westeros."