Chapter 2458: A Quick Trap

Madoff was in a trance for a moment. Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing here? Mainly, Feng Yiping's words really made him feel a little unreal.

But after all, he has a different mental quality from ordinary people, so he quickly woke up from the trance.

I am Madoff, I am here to cheat, no, I am here to fool... Bah, I am here to give this young man an investment opportunity.

But what did he say? He said to give me an investment opportunity?

Madoff shook his body slightly, I have to sort it out.

He saw that Feng Yiping was looking at the computer again, and probably didn't notice his abnormality just now.

But he became more alert.

If Xia Jinheng's two sentences are further refined, it can actually be said that Feng Yiping is a very powerful person, very powerful.

Madoff was still somewhat unconvinced before.

First of all, he felt that Feng Yiping was still too young. In any case, in terms of experience, he could not be as experienced as himself.

Secondly, after analyzing Feng Yiping's resume, he found that Feng Yiping had been so successful that he had never suffered any setbacks.

Generally speaking, such people are full of confidence, and in fact, people with full of confidence are quite easy to deal with.

If we summarize the past successful experiences of Madoff, one of the most important things is to treat the target person as a fool.

It sounds incredible, but what is even more incredible is that in most cases, he succeeded, so until today, there are still so many people rushing to give him money.

But now, no matter how he cheers himself up, he finds that he can't treat the young man over there as a fool.

And in his line of work, if he can't successfully hypnotize himself and treat the target as a fool, then there is little possibility of success.

It seems that this goal, which is very good in all aspects, can only be regretfully abandoned.

Although he was very reluctant, as soon as this idea came out, Madoff, who originally felt very stressed, suddenly relaxed. The so-called desirelessness makes one strong, that's what it means.

At the same time, he actually had some contempt for Feng Yiping. Isn't it said that this guy is so humble? It turns out that he actually cares a lot about some things in private, and he thinks he is at the same level as Buffett in terms of investment.

Haha, it turns out that it is just like that.

It is true that the reputation is not worthy of it.

He laughed, "Feng, you are joking. I think everyone knows that I am not short of investment projects."

"Although there may be a certain gap between me and you and Buffett in the long-term investment return rate, I think no one can do better than me in terms of the stability of investment return rate."

He was also helping himself to clean up a wave. After all, in the eyes of professional investors, giving customers returns every month, and fixed returns, is at least not mainstream.

"Really?" Feng Yiping moved his eyes away from the computer screen and squinted at Madoff.

He probably looked at Madoff for a few seconds, but Madoff felt that his face was a little stiff from smiling.

He always felt that Feng Yiping's eyes were too penetrating, and he always felt that Feng Yiping seemed to fully understand what his so-called investment was all about.

The regret that Lloyd and Xia Jinheng had shown several times during their talks with Feng Yiping also appeared in his heart at this time.

I shouldn't have come to him, Madoff thought.

He was even thinking at this time, if Feng Yiping pointed out that his so-called investment was just a scam, would he be too lazy to explain with disdain, or would he explain it righteously.

But Feng Yiping didn't do that.

He flipped through the folder next to him, "ripped" a piece of paper from one of the pages, and began to write on it, "I can accept a minimum investment of 5 billion US dollars and a maximum of 10 billion US dollars,"

"I will not return a fixed return every month, but I can guarantee that at the end of the year, I can definitely guarantee a return of no less than 12%,"

"If you decide to join, just like your rules, you can't ask about my investment strategy,"

"At the same time, in the process of raising funds, whether in public or private occasions, you can't mention my name, that is, you must ensure that no one of your clients knows about the cooperation between you and me,"

"...Finally, the deadline for joining is early January next year, and no one will be accepted after that time,"

Watching him pass the piece of paper across the table, Madoff, who was a little confused because of Feng Yiping's words, subconsciously reached out and pressed down the half of the paper.

The content written on it was the key points mentioned by Feng Yiping. He realized that the pen Feng Yiping had just used to write was a pencil.

But it doesn't matter. The word "return" impressed him the most among the words Feng Yiping said.

"I will not return a fixed return every month," Feng Yiping's words made Madoff suspicious again. Did he know this? He must know this!

Otherwise, why would he say "return" instead of providing returns every month?

Moreover, he also emphasized that his name should not be mentioned.

This also seems to be a reference.

Besides, the minimum threshold is as high as 5 billion US dollars, and he is not allowed to ask about the investment strategy?

Although he did so, when he was the investor, he felt that such an approach was not reassuring at all.

Could it be that this youngest super-rich man is still thinking of making a fortune from him?

But Madoff was sure that Feng Yiping would not be thinking of cheating him out of money. Such a large amount of money transactions in the United States would definitely leave a lot of evidence.

Moreover, Feng Yiping's annual return rate of no less than 12% made him a little tempted, because it was a real return after all.

Although he gave many people a fixed monthly return of 1%, none of his real investment projects over the years had an annual return rate of more than 12%.

On the contrary, there were often people who lost all their money.

If possible, he felt that even if he kept the funds in the bank next year, the return might be higher than his own investment.

After all, if the funds were kept in the bank, the most he would suffer from the hidden losses caused by inflation, but if he invested separately, he would probably lose as much as he invested.

What surprised him even more was that he did not doubt the return Feng Yiping said at all. He felt from the bottom of his heart that no matter how sluggish the market was next year, Feng Yiping would definitely be able to do it.

"Well, Feng," he looked at the note, "you know, such a promise is actually meaningless,"

"and such a return is not attractive to me,"

He himself didn't know why he really discussed it with Feng Yiping in detail?

This is actually because he has been paying out money and using the client's funds to pay their returns, but there is not much profit in the account. The accumulated gap in funds is getting bigger and bigger, causing him to subconsciously value the minimum 12% return promised by Feng Yiping.

"Come on, Madoff, I accept your investment, what are you worried about?" Feng Yiping sorted out the documents, closed the computer, stood up, and seemed to be ready to end the meeting.

"Think about my companies in the United States. As the former chairman of Nasdaq, I think you can probably estimate their overall value."

"I believe you also know that some of my popular projects, including Facebook, have not accepted external investment, and the debt-to-asset ratio of all my companies is less than 10%."

"So, 5 to 10 billion US dollars?" He shook his head, "The market value of my shares in Google alone has long exceeded 5 billion US dollars."

Madoff stood up involuntarily. The man in front of him was really rich.

Although the funds he handled were close to 50 billion US dollars, they were all other people's money, and the hundreds of millions he returned to investors every month were actually equivalent to his own losses.

So, family members know their own business. Although he still looks cool and glorious to outsiders, in fact, he has long been insolvent.

Feng Yiping is really different. Even if he loses all 5 billion or 10 billion, he can easily pay off his debts by simply dividing some of his company's equity.

It is indeed more reliable to give the money to him. At least, there is no need to worry about not getting the principal back.

Feng Yiping patted Madoff on the shoulder, "So that's it? Think about it carefully. If possible, call my office."

Feng Yiping floated away, and Madoff was left in the conference room in a mess. I originally wanted to invest with him, but why am I moved by what he said and want to invest in him?

This matter, this world...