Chapter 2553: Picking up Eggs and Nonsense

At 8 o'clock in the morning, the area around the famous train in Los Gatos, Silicon Valley, was already a sea of ​​joy.

A large number of little ones wearing new clothes and various hats, carrying various buckets and baskets, crowded in the small venue, eagerly looking at the Thomas train dressed up as the same image in the cartoon, waiting to be let in.

Vincent was wearing a yellow hunting suit, and he was very energetic. If it weren't for the furry white rabbit on his head, which blocked a lot of his charm, he would definitely be recognized from the hundreds of little ones at a glance.

The little guy was a little anxious at this time, shaking his mother's hand and asking, "Are you here?" "Why haven't you arrived yet?"

Ma Ling looked at the parking lot from time to time at first. After the little guy urged five or six times, he squatted down and said to him seriously, "Vincent, first of all, there is still time; secondly, the more times like this, the more patient you should be, remember?"

"Oh," the little guy agreed a little aggrievedly, but then he really relaxed.

Holding Ma Ling in one hand and swinging a small bucket in the other, he looked at the children who were eager to squeeze into the train right now, with a calm face.

Ma Ling saw the changes in her son and gently pinched his face.

Vincent looked up and smiled, suddenly pointing to the front, "Here they come,"

"Here they come?" Ma Ling had to work hard and open his eyes wide to find Feng Yiping holding Amanda's hand from the dazzling hats, while Vincent had already run over and reached out to touch the petals on Amanda's head.

Ma Ling really couldn't figure it out. With such a low vision, how could he find the father and daughter so early?

However, looking at Feng Yiping like that, she couldn't help laughing.

"Happy Easter!" Feng Yiping walked up to her with a child in one hand and smiled, and quickly took off the pink bunny ears on his head, "A gift for you,"

This was originally prepared for Ma Ling, but who made Amanda insist on wearing it?

"I think this is more suitable for you," Ma Ling put it on her head, adjusted it, and glanced at Feng Yiping, "Does it look good?"

Feng Yiping touched his chest exaggeratedly, "You are so cute that my heart is almost melted,"

The two children looked at the two adults who were not serious, and turned their eyes to the little train. It was just a rabbit ear, is it so exaggerated?

I really don't understand your adults' routine!

"There were no wolves in the world, but since there were rabbits like you, there were wolves," Feng Yiping had just finished speaking, and Ma Ling had not had time to comment, express his opinion, or react. The two children pulled their hands, "It's time!"

At the front entrance, the smiling staff had already opened the door, and a large group of children immediately shouted and rushed over there. Ma Ling hurriedly kissed Feng Yiping on the face, "I'll reward you later,"

Feng Yiping smiled, saying reward or something, it's too polite!

"Dad, hurry up," Amanda pulled him forward, and Vincent on the other side did the same, "If you delay, the eggs will be gone,"

Ma Ling laughed again, Feng Yiping's face turned black, this child, how can he talk like that?

In short, their journey of picking eggs on the train officially began at this time.

At this time, many places in the United States have started games related to "eggs".

Next Monday, the White House gate will be even more lively than Feng Yiping's.

By then, there should be thousands of parents from all over the United States queuing up in the middle of the night just to grab a ticket for their children to enter the South Lawn of the White House to participate in the "Egg Rolling Festival".

Amanda and Vincent are undoubtedly happy. After picking up eggs on the train, they can go to Mantingfang to pick them up again and participate in the egg rolling competition.

Feng Yiping sincerely feels that the reason why the little family members are so clear about the origin of Easter must be because of the joy that this festival brings them.

But on this day when the children are very happy and the adults are also very happy, the shrewd Lloyd is not happy at all.

He was in a good mood today. The adverse effects brought by Bear Stearns are gradually subsiding. At least for now, Goldman Sachs is not facing any imminent crisis.

Taking advantage of the Easter holiday, he, who has been working hard recently, came to the newly built Liberty National Golf Course beside the Hudson River to swing and relax.

In terms of hardware and sedimentation, this golf course is only average in New York, but it has the Statue of Liberty right in front of it and Manhattan across the way.

At this time of year, Lourdes instinctively doesn't want to be too far away from Manhattan.

His performance today was pretty good, but a whisper from his assistant in the middle made him make a mistake he shouldn't have made: he hit the ball directly into the lake.

"Sorry," he threw the club, took off his gloves, and hurriedly apologized to his golfing partner, then hurriedly walked towards the golf cart, "Are you sure?"

The assistant nodded, "Absolutely true, it's 58%,"

Lourdes' face was as gloomy as water, and he slammed his gloves on the golf cart fiercely. Morgan is not a good guy.

Morgan Stanley is not a good guy, and this JPMorgan Chase is not a good guy either.

They actually agreed to sell their combined $5.5 billion of loans to Feng Yiping at a ratio of 58%.

This is really bullshit!

Is he dizzy? Did Jamie Dimon lack oxygen in his brain when he made this decision?

Is that his eyes used to vent his anger? How could he not see how determined Feng Yiping was to acquire Hilton?

Under such circumstances, they actually agreed to a ratio of 58%. Lourdes really didn't understand how Jamie Dimon could sit in that position, and why JPMorgan was still fine.

Not only was it fine, but I heard that after acquiring Bear Stearns, they were still not satisfied and also set their sights on the fat piece of Washington Mutual Bank.

Lourdes had no opinion on this, but when you take this opportunity to grow and develop, can you not affect us?

Lourdes was very sure that after setting the standard of 58% this time, Feng Yiping would never raise it when talking to him.

58%!

Then what is the profit of Goldman Sachs' current acquisition of these loans with cash at a level close to 55%?

It seems that it has saved Feng Yiping the trouble of negotiating one by one.

In this way, what are his previous perfect calculations? Is it funny?

If he had known this earlier, why didn't he prepare to settle with Feng Yiping in cash?

If that were the case, Lauer thought it would be easier to get some benefits from Feng Yiping, such as a discount on the income of their fund.

Lauer could never accept such a result.

"What are their recent moves?" he asked his assistant.

"Feng Yiping's representative, who is also the head of their fund, John, is currently in contact with Lehman Brothers after reaching a deal with Dimon. I think the next step will be Merrill Lynch," said the assistant.

After that, it will naturally be Goldman Sachs and Morgan Stanley.

Lauer took the phone from his assistant and started to call Feng Yiping, but he couldn't get through after three calls. He became more irritated and was a little suspicious. Did Feng Yiping calculate that he would call him at this time?

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Feng Yiping was really not so good at calculating. At this time, they had just finished the egg-picking trip on the small train in Los Gatos, carrying a small basket and a small bucket of various colored eggs, and were ready to go to Mantingfang to continue picking eggs, and, get out.

Huang Jingping was right.

The two guys looked at the eggs they had picked up, and they were really happier than opening presents on Christmas.

When he was about to get in the car, just before Lourdes called him, he received a call from Jin Ling. He looked at the time and asked, "Why are you still awake so late?"

"I can't sleep," Jin Ling sounded a little worried.

"What's wrong?" Feng Yiping waved to Ma Ling and the others and didn't get in the car.

"Yan Zhida's matter has been settled," Jin Ling said.

"Oh, thank you, but what's wrong with you?"

At this time, it was already two or three in the morning in China.

"I heard about something in the evening," Jin Ling said, "There is a person who has lost too much money in stocks, so he has been a little mentally disturbed recently. I don't know what he thinks. Yesterday afternoon, he kept calling 110 to ask the police to help save the market..."

This is really a plot that ordinary screenwriters can't come up with. This should be something that can make people laugh, but Feng Yiping really couldn't laugh for a while.

He looked at the children around him with bright smiles, this world...

ps: It's the last day of this week, and also the last day of this month, so I'd like to remind you, don't forget to give your recommendation and monthly tickets, dear!