Chapter 379: The Federal Reserve Comes

(Thanks to "Zhuo FLY" for the reward, and everyone's votes. I came back from overtime today too late, and I don't have time to check typos. In order to make up for the mistakes, I will post tomorrow's supplements earlier! ~\(≧▽ ≦)/~)

"So, you brought this painting to sell it?"

Yang Cheng waved her hand and motioned Hansen and the others to wait outside. She stood up and went to the window, looking at the open-air garden that had withered in winter and its branches were covered with snow. , for a long time, said softly, "Mr. Schuyler, the origin of this painting is not correct, maybe you will know where this painting came from in a short time, but these are not important, what matters is how you deal with this painting .”

Skyler came to Yang Cheng's side, "You mean this painting may arouse the suspicion of interested people?"

Yang Cheng didn't answer directly, but made a detour, "I know you have a secret channel to obscure the source of this painting, so please do so, for your safety."

"Oh my god, can't you make my old age quieter? And I don't even know how many years I haven't been out of Roosevelt Island." Skyler said absurdly, but his tone was very calm, as if not unreasonable Orange's words are worrying.

Yang Cheng whistled, "For the sake of the 10% commission, please do your best."

"20%" Skyler calmly opened his bloody mouth.

Yang Cheng laughed, put his arm around Schuyler's shoulders, and said lightly, "Mr. Schuyler, although I don't know much about your past, I have heard comments from my peers about you. I deserve it." You can’t take less money, and don’t take more money than you should, why? People’s appetites get bigger when they get old?”

Skyler stared blankly at Yang Cheng, "Young man, my channel is very confidential, 99% may not be found by people, I have to pay a high price for this, and this price cannot be solved by 10% .”

Yang Cheng listened, "99%? Is it very high? Isn't there 1% left?"

Seeing that Skyler was going to get angry, Yang Cheng smiled and comforted, "Well, Mr. Skyler, to be serious, I'm afraid you haven't realized the true value of this painting."

Skyler was puzzled, and turned his head to look at Yang Cheng, "In my opinion, Matisse's paintings sold for 40 million or even 50 million US dollars is already very high."

Yang Cheng was stunned, apparently not expecting Skyler's valuation to be so accurate, she laughed and said, "But you don't know the unique meaning of this painting."

Skyler admitted frankly, "I really don't know, and I have never heard of the existence of this painting before."

Yang Cheng didn't say much, and took a breath towards the window. The water vapor condensed on the window, and quickly stretched out her index finger to draw a symbol, na~ pure symbol!

Skyler's small eyes instantly enlarged, almost twice as fast, showing the extent of his shock.

"This is?" Skyler watched in disbelief as the mist disappeared and the symbols disappeared, and he was speechless in surprise.

Yang Cheng nodded in confirmation, "That's what you think, if you find the right channel, I think the Jews would be willing to spend a lot of money to buy this painting!"

Skyler calmed down for a while before accepting this fact, with ecstasy flashing across his face, he pulled Yang Cheng's arm and asked in an extremely low and low voice, "Have you found the na~cui treasure?"

Yang Cheng opened his mouth, and this time it was his turn to be speechless, and he denied it dumbfoundingly, "Mr. Skyler, you think too much, I only have this painting in my hand, let alone even if I really get the treasure, Will you come to Roosevelt Island to share with you?"

When Skyler heard it, he felt that it made sense, and he couldn't help being a little disappointed, "Well, if that's the case, I'm confident that I can sell this painting for nine figures. 10% is indeed not low, and I agree."

Yang Cheng stretched out his hand and shook Skyler's hand. This was the result he had expected before coming, so he looked very calm, "Then wish us a happy cooperation, don't blame me for being long-winded, and I will tell you again, we are standing together now. on a boat,

If you find out, you will find out about me, and if my information is leaked, you must be jointly and severally responsible, so for the happiness of your old age, please be cautious. "

"Don't worry, I'm more afraid of death than you kid! Let the painting go to me first, is it okay? You can get out." Skyler put on a straight face as soon as he finished talking about the business, and started to lash out.

Unexpectedly, Yang Cheng was unmoved at all, "Mr. Skyler, did you forget something? For example, who is that Mr. Z.H?"

Skyler's face was already invincible, and he walked to the fireplace very calmly, pulled out a note from nowhere and handed it over, "I found the address, you can find it yourself, that Degas-like bath~girl Just accept it with a smile, the door is over there, walk slowly, remember to close the door for me."

Pushing Yang Cheng for a few steps, he turned around and admired Matisse's "Seated Woman" again. Yang Cheng smiled helplessly. Shouting goodbye deliberately loudly, startled Skyler, cursed for a full 10 minutes, and then stopped in an uneven manner.

Yang Cheng, who succeeded in pranking the prank, ran all the way downstairs, took a few breaths, and opened the note Skyler gave him. Of course, Yang Cheng didn't know where the address on it was, but he was familiar with NY behind it. This Mr. Z.H is now settled in New York, which saves trouble.

Yang Cheng was about to look for this Z.H, but was delayed by a phone call. He was still a big man who couldn't refuse, Richard Durbin.

"Jason, if you're not busy, I'd like to meet you." Richard Durbin said straight to the point as soon as the phone was connected.

Yang Cheng boarded the round-the-island bus, except for him, his bodyguard, and a driver, there were no other passengers in the bus.

He randomly found an empty seat and sat down, "What's the matter, Richard, I'm doing business outside now."

Richard Debin pondered for a while, as if he was discussing something with someone covering the microphone, "The matter is urgent, and I will fly back to DC at night. If it is convenient for you, how about we meet at your company? There is another Friends want to chat with you too."

Yang Cheng thought, "I'm afraid that's the point."

After thinking about it, anyway, it doesn't matter if Z.H goes looking for it one day later, Richard Durbin still has to give face, so he agreed, "Well, when will you arrive? I guess it will take half an hour at the earliest back office."

"Great, we're on Wall Street, and it's only about 20 minutes to your place. Don't worry, let your secretary or assistant take us for a stroll." Richard Debin was easy to talk to.

Yang Cheng's fingers tapped irregularly on the armrest, looking a little upset, "OK, see you at the company later."

After hanging up the phone, I notified Susu, asking her to entertain Richard Durbin and his party until I went back, and then calmed down to think about the other party's intentions. I came to New York suddenly, and I went to Wall Street, fuck, I won't talk to Switzerland Related?

Yang Cheng cursed secretly, and began to feel uneasy.

As he expected, it took more than half an hour on the road to arrive at the company.

Instead of going upstairs in a hurry, I asked the front desk if Richard Debin had arrived. The answer was no surprise. Susu went downstairs to receive him in person. He should be visiting the Toutiao app department at this time.

Yang Cheng sent Su Su a text message that she had returned to the company, and then took the elevator back to the office to wait. As for why she didn't accompany her in person, it was very simple, because Yang Cheng didn't want to be too close to Richard Debin , it is not good to invite people to misunderstand.

After waiting in the office for a few minutes, looking out the door from behind the desk, the elevator lights were on, indicating that someone was coming, so she got up and walked quickly to the elevator, as the elevator door slowly opened, Yang Cheng hung up a warm, summer-like sunshine smile.

"Mr. Debin, good afternoon. If I knew you were coming, I would not have gone out. Please forgive me for not being able to greet you in person." Yang Cheng hugged Richard Debin, and exchanged pleasantries.

"Haha, Mr. Yang, we are the ones who interrupted you."

The two tacitly used their respectful titles, as if they only knew each other's names but were like strangers who had never met before. Even Su Su, who was most familiar with Yang Cheng, didn't notice the superb acting skills.

"By the way, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Dudley, President of the New York Fed." Richard Debin then introduced.

Yang Cheng's pupils shrank slightly, and her smile faltered, but she quickly concealed her surprise and reached out to Dudley. This is an old man in the Federal Reserve system, and he will retire soon. The industry's evaluation of Dudley is very fair. Call him a 'moderate dove'.

"Mr. Dudley? I've heard of you for a long time."

"It should be because I have admired you for a long time. We haven't had a young man as talented as Jason in New York for many years." Dudley's smile is very sincere, unlike other people's smiles when they first met. Can't feel a trace of temperature.

"Excellent Mr. Dudley, this is not a place to talk, let's sit and chat in the office, what would you like to drink?"

"Espresso."

"me too."

Yang Cheng turned to look at Susu, "Just give me a cup of latte."

Asking Susu to prepare the coffee, Yang Cheng brought the two bosses to the reception area and chatted for a while. After Susu delivered the coffee and went out, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

"Jason, this trip to Switzerland on Wall Street has been very rewarding." Dudley said meaningfully as he took the lead.

Yang Cheng's heart sank, was it really for Switzerland?

Smiling and not saying a word, he looked at Richard Debin who pretended not to hear, and practiced Tai Chi, "I haven't been to Switzerland recently, have I?"

Dudley smiled, "Jason, you don't have to worry, I didn't come here to ask questions. In fact, Wall Street is making money for the United States. Of course, the Federal Reserve will not intervene in making money. It's just that the goal of your action this time It’s so big that not only the SNB, but even the ECB are protesting to us, hoping we can stop the brutality on Wall Street.”

Yang Cheng laughed dryly, "Mr. Dudley, I can't represent Wall Street by myself, even with the old stock gods, we can't represent it either."