Chapter 583: The Curtain Opens

After a crazy day at the two playgrounds, there was a short, smooth, steady and ruthless hand-to-hand fight in the middle, which added an extra excitement to this one-day trip. When I returned to the urban area, I didn’t seem to feel tired at all.

Just like Feng Yiping yesterday, Ma Ling took Feng Yiping's hand and wandered through the streets of Hollywood, hoping to meet a famous star or something.

"Who would you most like to meet?"

"George Clooney," she replied quickly.

Feng Yiping was speechless, he was a guy who seemed to be liked by women from 80 to 8 years old.

"What's wrong?" Ma Ling smiled, "Jealous?"

"How come? I would be jealous of a middle-aged uncle? See if he still has the energy to play with you all day like me?" Comrade Old Qiao is also forty years old this year.

"Haha, you still say you're not jealous, and besides, I'll play with you, okay?" Ma Ling corrected.

It was a rainy day on the 8th, and there was nothing left or right, so the two of them simply stayed in the hotel room and did not go out.

This day is very lively. Logically, the results of the general election should be announced today. However, such a serious matter, this election, is like a child's play.

At two o'clock in the morning, CNN and other mainstream media scrambled to release the news, "Bush won the crucial Florida election." Afterwards, various websites immediately published the news "Bush was elected the 54th president" on the headlines, and even Al Gore believed it. , called Bush and conceded election defeat.

Immediately afterwards, the leaders of Germany, Japan, Russia and other countries who heard the news sent congratulatory messages to President-elect Bush.

But at 3:30, a dramatic scene happened. The Florida prosecutor notified the Al Gore camp that he and Bush had less than 0.5% of the votes in Florida, and a recount was required according to law.

This time, Al Gore came back from a desperate situation. The first thing he did was to cancel the phone call to Bush to admit defeat more than half an hour ago.

And those heads of state who rushed to send a congratulatory message to Bush also had to withdraw their previous congratulatory messages in embarrassment.

Among these things, the mainstream media, which has taken a lot of responsibility, is also in a mess at this time. The ugliest page in the "constitutional government" of the United States is displayed in front of the world in such a funny way.

Feeling a little ashamed, Ma Ling pulled Feng Yiping back from the restaurant and said, "Go to sleep."

This is real sleep. Listening to the intermittent sound of rain outside the window, the two of them fell asleep peacefully.

When I woke up again, I didn't know what time it was, Feng Yiping didn't open his eyes, he stretched out his hand to touch the side, no one was there, sat up and took a look, on the balcony, Ma Ling sat on the chair with his knees hugged, quietly and obsessively Looking outside, the back is quite lonely.

"Hi," Feng Yiping yelled, Ma Ling turned his head, and his originally cold face immediately became lively, "Are you awake? Let's go for a walk, shall we?"

Like an old-fashioned British gentleman, Feng Yiping walked with Ma Ling in Hollywood, which was brighter and brighter after the rain, with a big umbrella. Ma Ling held his hand and did not speak.

In fact, from that afternoon until now, apart from environmental protection and the website, what they talked about was what happened in front of them. About each other's past and other details, they tacitly didn't mention it.

Although this kind of getting along is relaxed and happy, before parting, Ma Ling, who was acting free and easy, was still a little depressed.

This is not good, I have to find a way to mobilize her emotions, "Where are we so we can take a photo with that sign?" Feng Yiping pointed at the huge Hollywood sign on the mountain with an umbrella and asked.

This seems very nonsensical, of course it is best to go near it, but that area is strictly forbidden for anyone to approach.

Ma Ling watched like a monkey, "Go to the Griffith Observatory, it's right in front of that sign, it's a good place to take pictures,"

"Okay, listen to you,"

The Griffith Observatory, which is also on the top of the mountain, is really a good place to take pictures. Not only can you take a photo with the Hollywood sign, but you can also overlook the panorama of Los Angeles. Looking at this spectacular scenery, Ma Ling was very happy and smiled. Please ask a middle-aged uncle to help them take group photos in various poses.

The night before the farewell, time is naturally extremely precious, except for exchanging arrangements for the free rice website, they have been fighting for the rest of the time.

This is usually the case. During the fierce fight, Ma Ling suddenly put his arms around Feng Yiping's waist, immobilizing him, "I think the biggest problem is promotion. Can we discuss with Yahoo and let them post on the website?" Help us promote it for free on the Internet,"

Then, without waiting for Feng Yiping's answer, he put his arms around Feng Yiping's neck, hooked his head and whispered in his ear, "Continue,"

Not long after, the hand moved to Feng Yiping's waist again, "How about I contact some units in Washington?"

Or, "Should I pitch it in college first?"

After a few times, the good-tempered Feng Yiping got annoyed, picked up a piece of clothing on the bed, tied her hands symbolically, and persuaded her earnestly, "I said, can you concentrate more when doing things?"

Ma Ling looked at him, smiled sweetly, and twisted his body. The original fairy appearance, coupled with the current body movements and expressions, is so tempting!

This grueling and charming goblin!

The fierce battle was in full swing, and the mobile phone on the bedside table rang suddenly. Ma Ling wrapped his hands and feet around Feng Yiping, "Don't, leave it alone,"

Feng Yiping also had the same attitude, he could ignore big things, but the phone rang again and again stubbornly, and on the fourth time, the two of them stopped helplessly.

Feng Yiping calmed down, making his breathing less rapid, and then connected the phone, "Mr. Li, what's wrong?"

"Sorry Yiping, I called you so late, but there is an abnormal situation in the market today, I can't make up my mind, and I want to discuss it with you,"

In fact, seeing his phone call, Feng Yiping understood what he was talking about. It seems that in Hong Kong, the long-planned drama has officially kicked off.

Yes, on the day of the "difficult childbirth" of the US general election, the same event in Hong Kong was officially staged under the careful arrangement of some institutions.

The stock price of China Mobile, which had just placed its second placement last month, performed very well at this time. Compared with before the placement, there was a slight increase, which made many fund managers and transparent institutions excited.

However, when the stock price was improving and there was no negative news in the market, the financial analyst of Credit Suisse First Boston suddenly lowered the bank's past target price estimate for China Mobile's stock on the same day. , From the optimistic view of 76 yuan per share in October, it was suddenly lowered to 49 yuan.

When various experts, reporters, and general investors were puzzled by their abrupt move, and various speculations were flying everywhere, they didn't know that in the week before the 8th, the market's interest in China Mobile The short-selling value of , has no reason to skyrocket.

From the 1st to the 7th, the proportion of short selling value to the number of trading shares was as high as about 14%.

In the absence of any unfavorable information, it is very unreasonable to invest a huge amount of money in short-selling the stock of such a company with excellent performance and strong strength.

For such a big event, Li Ruiyuan was a little uncertain, should he take action or stay put?

Ma Ling, who was tightly attached to Feng Yiping, listened curiously to Feng Yiping and Li Ruiyuan communicating in Cantonese that she could not understand. That hand was always on Feng Yiping's body, wandering mischievously.

"About this stock, we don't have to do anything now. You still sell those short-term stocks as I asked you before, and do everything you can to get back the funds. Understand? By the way, the loan between you and Mr. Bao will be handled." How are you doing?"

This time, Feng Yiping plans to find ways to invest as much money as possible in addition to his own funds. It is difficult to transfer domestic funds, and only two companies in Hong Kong can provide financing.

"It's going well, the magazine and my loan have been in place,"

In a financially developed region like Hong Kong, Feng Yiping, the two companies with a simple shareholder structure and no loan for a penny, are really different. Banks have long been doing their work, especially now that the benefits are getting better and better. A good magazine is the target of many banks' public relations.

So, hearing that they finally had a need for financing, everything went very quickly.

"That's good, don't worry about other companies, let's stay put and watch the show,"

"Okay, I'll remember." In Li Ruiyuan's mind, Feng Yiping's decision was regarded as prudent.

Feng Yiping threw the phone on the bedside table, grabbed Ma Ling's mischievous hands, "See how I deal with you!"

PS: Happy New Year!