King of Hollywood

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There are white clouds floating in the blue sky, and the bright sunshine shines through the gaps in the clouds, making the small green hills look more fresh. The surrounding trees shake their lush branches in the breeze, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds. The clear lake also raised ripples, and summer seemed to have arrived.

Pa, the sound of swinging, the white ball jumped out of a high arc, and then fell into the water with a plop.

"Did you see that, Claude?" Adrian looked at the shade, turned around and swung his club excitedly at Claude who was sitting under the parasol not far away, "My parabolic hit is quite wonderful. "

Claude shook his head with a sigh, then covered his forehead, as if he wanted to tell others that he didn't know him. Of course, this is a private golf club, and there is no one else except them and a few caddies standing far away, so Claude quickly raised his head and shouted: "I suggest you better identify the direction, Ed, you At that moment, I don’t know where I deviated.”

"Really?" Adrian looked around, then raised his hand and made a gesture of indifference, "Well, at least I or the club didn't fly out, which is already an improvement."

Claude rolled his eyes helplessly. After standing up and choosing a club from the barrel, he walked up to Adrian and patted Adrian on the shoulder: "You'd better go rest, Ed."

"Hey, I haven't lost yet, Crow." Adrian yelled, laughing and waving his cue, seemingly unconvinced.

"Yeah, it's just two dinners at Model's restaurant, it's really nothing to you," Claude shrugged, "Why don't you bet on your limited-edition Bentley sports car?"

"Are you sure?" Adrian raised his eyebrows immediately.

"You guy." Claude couldn't help but cursed with a smile, "Okay, let's see mine."

After speaking, he turned around and came to the open space, took the ball support from the caddy and stuck it on the ground, and then put the ball on it. He looked at the target with his hands on the canopy, silently calculated in his heart, took a deep breath, and stood on top of the ball.

Pointing at the ball with both hands and looking at the distance, Claude made his first swing. Of course, this was just a warm-up, so I swung back without touching the ball. Followed him to make a second swing, and still swung back without touching it, which was calculating the strength. Finally, with a bang, the club hit the ball fiercely, and the white golf ball flew up immediately, drawing an arc in the sky that was not known to be much more perfect than Adrian just now, and then fell to the ground and jumped. few jumps.

"See, Ed, this is called playing golf." After the caddy in the distance marked the position, Claude turned his head and looked at Adrian with a teasing face, "It's not simply playing golf." Just call it out."

"Just say you're a professional player, Crowe." Adrian spread his hands.

The two looked at each other for a moment, both laughed, then got up and walked slowly towards the direction where the golf ball landed.

"To be honest, looking at Mr. Cox's beautiful golf course, I suddenly want to buy a manor, walk on the grass with my own woman, rest in the shade of the trees, and swim in the lake. It must feel very good. good."

"With my own woman?" Claude raised his eyebrows, "Which one are you referring to? The British lady Kate? Beckinsale? Or the Italian model Monica Bellucci?"

"Each has its own characteristics," Adrian smiled slightly. "When you do these things with different women, you will experience different things. I thought you should understand, Crowe."

"Of course I understand. Although I have put my mind to rest after graduation, I have never forgotten that we were together from high school to college." Claude shrugged, paused for two seconds and sighed again: "Forget it Now, do whatever you want."

Adrian smiled and patted his friend on the shoulder. Although Claude didn't say what was said later, how could he not guess it. You know, Claude has wiped the ass of the previous Adrian, and he clearly remembers these things now. Even if you really want to look at it separately, hasn't Claude helped you less in the past two years? Not to mention setting up a media company and working hard together. This kind of feeling is not something you can have if you want it, so Adrian is very fortunate, and at the same time very confident that they will succeed, they will.

"By the way, remember our conversation at the beginning of last year?" He decided not to circle around.

"Which aspect?"

"Quantum Fund."

Claude stopped in his tracks, turned his head and looked at Adrian: "It seems that you have got some news?"

Adrian was a little surprised. Since Claude said so, it means that he has been paying attention.

"Yes," he nodded, "if the intelligence is correct, Soros' target is the pound."

"That's right, that's the same news I got." Claude nodded, "Do you think we should get involved?"

"Why not?" Adrian heard something in his words, "Is there a problem?"

"I don't think following them is a good thing." Claude shook his head, "I don't recommend getting involved."

"I want to know the reason." Adrian asked calmly.

"The profit is too low and the risk is too high," Claude shrugged, "the initial estimate is that the profit will not exceed 10%, and Soros and the Quantum Fund can raise up to 7 billion. If we also participate , the funds used must not exceed theirs, preferably half of theirs. Even if calculated according to their upper limit, the final profit we can get is only 450 million, and this is based on everything going well. We all know that financial The market is changing rapidly, and you may be swallowed if you are not careful, and Soros is no exception."

Adrian couldn't help clapping his hands: "Wonderful analysis, Crowe, it seems that you have done a lot of research."

"Of course, don't equate me with a guy who only plays movies and women all day." Claude raised his eyebrows.

"...Well, I don't care about this with you." Adrian gave up his plan to teach him a lesson after staring at him for a long time, "I don't think their chances of failure are very high. Although Soros likes to speculate and gamble, But at the same time, he is also a cautious guy, besides, we are just following them, even if there is a mistake, we can react earlier than them. As for the profit, why can't we use all the funds?"

"Oh, God, please forgive me," Claude walked forward with his hands on his forehead, "It's really painful to talk about these things with someone who doesn't understand anything."

"Crow" Adrian raised his voice dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay, if we invest all the funds, as long as we operate properly, it will not be a problem to earn back 1 billion, but the consequence will be that we will be invited to drink coffee." Claude said with a sigh.

"Going to drink coffee? Why?" Adrian didn't understand at all.

"Think about it, man, the relationship between Britain and the United States," Crowder explained for him, "We and Britain are politically allies, natural allies, understand? That's why I said the risk is too high, simply Ross is different from us. He has other places to go after leaving the United States, but we can’t, we have other businesses. Let’s put it this way, if it’s just the investment of the Quantum Fund and our tens of billions of funds, the British government will It can be tolerated, and the domestic actions will not be too big. After all, this is a commercial activity, but once all the hot money from the world is attracted, the British government will have no choice but to withdraw from the European exchange rate system. In that case, the US government will not only Find the one who takes the lead, and also find the one who invests the most money.”

Adrian blinked his eyes, with a surprised expression, as if he was frightened by this analysis. After maintaining this posture for a long time, he let out a long breath: "It seems... I can only give up."

Claude's concerns are indeed correct, and Adrian just remembered that Soros was monitored by the U.S. government and the media after he blocked the British pound in 1992. Would have achieved that much in sniping the Mexican peso. If they get involved, they will have to be blacklisted. One is an ally and the other is the back garden. The US government will definitely not allow it to mess around.

As Claude said, they are different from Soros. After all, they are not real speculators. They have more important careers here. If they suffer losses because of this, it is not worth the loss.

Forget it, anyway, there will be opportunities in the future. Adrian thought comfortingly. Although the British pound and the peso can only be let go, it is possible to participate in the sniping of the Thai baht. The US government will be happy for them to shear the wool of Southeast Asia. At that time, just be careful not to touch Hong Kong with anyone.

"I'm glad you think so," Claude laughed. "There will never be less opportunities to make money. Keep playing. I'll win right away."

Adrian snorted softly, and walked towards the golf ball landing point with Claude. After walking a few steps, he stopped again, and the expression on his face became strange.

"What's the matter?" Claude turned around after taking two extra steps.

"No wonder I always felt something was wrong before." Adrian looked at him with a strange face, "When did our funds reach tens of billions?"

"You said this," Claude smiled, and suddenly became extremely confident, "Do you remember what you reminded me last year? I seized the opportunity to make the most profitable business in the world."

"Impossible, I know about foreign trade companies, there are profits but definitely not that much." Adrian shook his head and said, he looked at Claude with piercing eyes: "Tell me, Claude, how much did you earn in the Soviet Union?" ?”

"You must know?"

"Of course, I asked you out today. I want to talk about this except for the Quantum Fund. I need to know what your surprise is," Adrian said seriously.

"It's a pity, I planned to tell you after I finished, your expression must be very good at that time," Claude said regretfully, and then raised his hand after Adrian's eyes widened, "Well, it seems that there is also It’s almost the end, and it’s not a big deal to tell you in advance—we’ve made $14 billion in polar bears so far”

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