#1209 Stock God's Office (1)

After returning to New York, Luo Yue went to the company with her future mother-in-law as usual. Recently, she was very interested in fashion design. It happened that she had this resource at home, so she wanted to learn from it.

architectural design? fashion design? They are all designed, but it seems that they are not a family, right?

Looking at Qianying who entered the flagship store, Yang Cheng shook his head speechlessly. Even if his fiancée wanted to change careers, he had to fully support her, right?

Shaking his head, the car stopped on the side of the road and did not drive away in a hurry. Yang Cheng called the old stock god.

"Good morning Warren~"

"Morning Jason, it's rare to get your call."

The voice of the old stock god still sounded low and steady.

"When you're free, would you like to chat with a young man like me?" Yang Cheng replied bluntly.

"Of course, understanding the thinking of young people will help me think at the business level." The old stock god said righteously.

But Yang Cheng didn't like this, "come on Warren, you are an old antique who doesn't even want to touch a computer."

The old stock god smiled, "Okay, so what do you want from me?"

"I think it's better for us to talk face to face. Are you in the office? I'll go find you."

The old stock god quickly stopped him, "Wait, although I welcome you to Obach, are you sure you want to have a face-to-face interview?"

Yang Cheng froze for a moment, "Aren't you in New York? Damn~"

The old stock god emphasized his tone, "Jason, pay attention to your language, it's not good to swear in front of an old man."

Yang Cheng gritted his teeth, "You are a stock god, what you said is right, then you wait for me in the office, I will go to Obaha now, I must see you today."

The old stock god also realized the seriousness of the matter. If it wasn't for special circumstances, Yang Cheng didn't need to meet and talk, "OK, I'll wait for you in the office~"

Hang up the phone and go straight to the airport, his Jason has been on standby.

More than an hour later, the Jason landed in Obaha, Nebraska, in the central part of the United States. If you have to find out something worth mentioning in this city, it is the hometown of the old stock god. In fact, Obaha It is also because of this that it is known to the world.

Otherwise, who would have known such a small city with a population of only 400,000 and no tourist features, let alone pillar industries?

Oh, that's not right, the pillar industry is Berkshire Hathaway. After all, the real headquarters of this world-famous investment company is here, a 14-story building called Kiewit Plaza.

When Yang Cheng sat in the rented Mercedes-Benz car, looking at this cement-gray old-fashioned office building, he had the feeling of being in the 1960s. The style of this building was classic at the time, but it is outdated now.

Yang Cheng saw the approachable old stock god in the lobby of the office building. He was chatting with the security guard of the office building. He looked no different from an old man who was free to chat with someone.

"Warren, I still can't figure out why you're always here~"

The old stock god waved goodbye to the security guard, took Yang Cheng to the elevator, and touched the yellowed marble column, "I was born and raised here, and I feel very happy living here."

Yang Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Is this your answer?"

However, meeting Yang Cheng here is indeed different from the Warren Buffett he met in New York. It is more friendly here, and in New York, Buffett is Buffett, the "legend" that investors all over the world believe in.

"Yes, that's the answer, it's simple, isn't it? I've lived in big cities like Washington and New York, but Omaha is different. Only here is my hometown and feels like home.

It's only a 5-minute drive from where I live to my office. It's hard to imagine that I've lived in that house for 53 years, and I've been in this office building for 50 years.

Every day my car will automatically drive me to and from get off work, but if I want it to take me to another place, it will never go. "

The last sentence is of course a joke. Up to now, no car company in the world has truly achieved L3 level autonomous driving, let alone reached the level Warren said.

Yang Cheng followed Warren into the elevator, no surprises, the technology was still decades ago, and there was a strong sense of weightlessness when moving, "I think you are hiding here purely to escape the hustle and bustle, just like you are on the phone That said, you can calm down and think."

The old stock god agreed, "Yes, Omaha is a place that can make people sane.

When I used to work in New York, I used to feel that there were always too many external stimuli in this city, constantly hitting my heart, and I would secrete too much adrenaline and over-excited, thus overreacting to these external stimuli, and I couldn't get through. How long it may take to make a crazy move.

It's much easier to think calmly in quiet Omaha. "

In fact, to a certain extent, this is similar to how many rich people like to stay in remote ranches. When people stay in big cities for a long time, they always want to stay away from the hustle and bustle, but few people can do it like the old stock god So absolutely.

The elevator arrived at the fourteenth floor, and as soon as it went out, it was similar to the scenes in many nostalgic movies, with simple and old yellow carpets, and Berkshire Hathaway was just around the corner, and they only rented half a floor.

The short-haired woman at the front desk was answering the phone. When she saw the big boss bringing the guests in, she didn't say anything about getting up to greet them. She just smiled politely and pointed at the phone receiver with the ballpoint pen in her hand, indicating that it was inconvenient for her to be greeted due to her work.

The old stock god just pressed his hands and explained to Yang Cheng, "Don't be surprised, there is no serious working atmosphere like New York here, only the warmth and relaxation of a family."

Yang Cheng smiled, "I can tell~"

"By the way, I must show you, this is all my collection~"

Buffett turned around suddenly, and directly opposite the front desk was a souvenir display cabinet, half of which was filled with football helmets, one of which was the helmet of Buffett's alma mater, the University of Nebraska football team.

Yang Cheng was surprised, "You still like football? Oh my god~"

The old stock god showed childlike pride, "Of course, football means a lot to me, it can be said to mean everything.

Even for people throughout Nebraska.

A true story once happened. A couple who had lived in Nebraska for most of their lives were about to divorce. When the family property was divided, the husband said: The child can belong to you, but the football ticket belongs to me. "

Yang Cheng smiled cooperatively, not a smirk, because he knew that this kind of thing was too common in the United States, not only in Nebraska, the meaning of football to Americans was even far greater than the meaning of table tennis to the people of country Z. After all, not everyone in country Z is crazy about table tennis.

But Americans will give up everything for football. If someone gets a ticket to the Super Bowl by chance, and there happens to be a multi-million dollar business negotiation on that day, then he will give up business negotiations nine times out of ten. Maybe once in a lifetime you get the chance to be in the Super Bowl.

The old stock god said again, "This helmet has the signatures of many top players. I have worn this team's red jersey every year for the past 61 years to watch games. If they need me to stand up, I am always ready to play."

Yang Cheng covered his forehead. Although it was not the first time he had heard that someone could give their life for football, he was speechless when he heard it from Buffett himself.

"Oh my God, with your old bones, forget it, forget it, it's unimaginable~"

He really didn't dare to imagine the scene where Buffett was knocked to pieces by those beasts.

On the other half of the cabinet were car models, not particularly meaningful ones, just the most common car models, but Yang Cheng found that those models were well maintained without a trace of dust.

Finally, Buffett led him into the office through the front desk. There was a big yellow placard hanging in the corridor at the door, which read "Invest Like A Champion Today (Invest Like A Champion Today)".

When the old stock god passed the placard, he reached out and touched it almost instinctively, then turned his head and explained to Yang Cheng, "When you walk out of the locker room of the University of Notre Dame football team, you will see a placard: Play Like A Champion Today Go to the game like a champion), all players must touch this placard before walking out of the locker room and entering the stadium through the corridor.

I think you must know that this team has won 13 championships. I like this sentence, and I like the belief of the players, so I put up a sign here, and every morning we enter the office first To touch this placard.

In the end, you also saw it. Is this placard working? Are we investment champions? I don't need to explain more about this, right? "

This is Buffett's pride from the heart, and it all stems from success.

Yang Cheng has a deep understanding of this, "My English football team, Liverpool, also wrote a sentence above the entrance channel: This is Anfield, and all players step on the field to defend the home field.

So I understand that sometimes people are more likely to be successful if they do something with faith. "

Buffett nodded, "That's right, I once said this to investors more than 20 years ago: look for superstar companies.

We're always looking for great companies with clear and understandable businesses, consistently high performance, and run by competent management who care about shareholders.

This kind of target company does not fully guarantee our investment profitability, but this investment method provides us with the only chance for real success. "

Yang Cheng is helpless, the old stock god is promoting his old-fashioned but always successful investment philosophy, Yang Cheng really wants to say that yours is outdated, but he has to admit that he seems not qualified to say this , at least until I have not surpassed the old stock god.

But when he is not qualified to say it, it does not prevent him from complaining, "Warren, your words should be reserved for those laymen who come here admiringly. When they visit your office with a pilgrimage mentality, they can cooperate with your philosophy. , will definitely succeed in turning those young people into your believers~"