Chapter 1335: Punishment

"Simon, the news from Westeros on Tuesday bothered us a lot. Goldman Sachs just bought a lot of technology stocks for themselves and their clients in the past two months. I mean, the next time Westeros wants to reduce Can you please contact us directly?"

The scene of the charity reception.

Simon and Sophia were entertaining in the crowd, and heard Goldman Sachs CEO Henry Paulson also mentioning Westeros' shareholding reduction plan again, and said with a smile: "Henry, you should understand that I am not purely for cashing out funds. "

Henry Paulson smiled wryly. Of course he understood that he hardly had any expectations during the trial just now. Hearing this, he said, "In this case, Simon, can you tell me how much Westeros intends to cash out this time?"

"I can only say that technology stocks will be the growth sector with the most potential for many years to come. If they are picked up, they will definitely be profitable."

This is equivalent to saying nothing.

Even after the burst of the new technology bubble last year, whether it is Eaglet or Tinkber, many people have indeed seen the potential of the new technology field. The Internet, people with a little vision at the moment, will not doubt certain things.

Henry Paulson knew that Simon's decision to suppress the rapid rise of technology stocks would be difficult to change, so he had to change the subject: "Simon, in South Korea, your attack on Daewoo this time is not really just because of a wiretapping, is it?"

"Frankly, Henry, I'm a very, very private person."

"Okay, so, what do we do next?"

"The problem in South Korea is far less serious than we imagined. Various chaebols have a large number of high-quality and almost monopoly assets. Next, the question is how much each family can eat. Of course, some eyesight will also be tested."

Henry Paulson said: "If I'm not wrong, you should have already got the two pieces of cake you want most, electronics and entertainment, oh, maybe you need to add a telecommunications, right?"

"Yeah, that's what I'm good at."

"But there are still some outside your big network, such as LG, and this time Daewoo, Simon, Goldman Sachs cooperated with you to suppress Daewoo a few days ago, we should get some rewards, shouldn't we?"

"Goldman Sachs has received a lot in return, Henry, since last year, such as the time in Hong Kong, you are just returning me a small favor this time. However, what I can say is that the cake in South Korea is very big, and I alone People will definitely not be able to eat it, so you follow up casually and eat as much as you can."

"The question is, it seems that the most nutritious part has been taken away by you?"

"It doesn't matter 'the most nutritious', Henry, I'm just laying out fields that I'm familiar with and can complement other industries in the Westeros system. For Wall Street, South Korea's finance is the most nutritious for you Part of it, I don’t compete with you too much.”

"The financial industry in South Korea is a mess."

"Oh, the bad thing is only for the South Korean government, such as the Bank of Korea. The South Korean government must bear a lot of bad debts. You don't need to be responsible for anything. You just need to go in and occupy the market. On the contrary, I still need to rely on investment. A lot of money."

"Okay, Simon. Another thing, the president's trip to China in June. I have been invited and I am considering it. What about you?"

"I just played with Bill this morning, but Bill didn't invite me to go with him, probably because he was worried about stealing his limelight."

Henry Paulson laughed, and then said: "Actually, Simon, I would rather go with you to see the power of the Westeros effect. When will you go to Asia next time, why not go together?"

"Just recently, the peach blossoms in Asia are about to open, and I will go to enjoy the flowers."

"Can we be together?"

"Unfortunately, most of the trips are private."

"..."

Sophia held Simon's arm, and was quietly listening to the seemingly innocuous but informative chat between her man and Henry Paulson. She suddenly noticed the commotion in the direction of the hall door, turned her head to look over, and then showed her ambiguous and teasing expression again. Laughing, he gently pulled the people around him.

Without Sophia's reminder, the two men had already looked in the direction of the commotion.

Simon was sure at a glance that it should be the mysterious guest Sophia just mentioned, Princess Diana.

Ignoring the ambiguous smile immediately shown by Henry Paulson beside him, Simon asked Sofia, "Why is she here?"

"The guest list was arranged by the people below. Concubine Diana happened to be in New York," Sophia explained with a smile, and gently pulled Simon: "Go over and say hello?"

Simon shook his head directly: "No."

Henry Paulson also joined in the fun: "Simon, if you don't go, I'm going to say hello to the princess?"

"Please."

Seeing what Simon said, Henry Paulson didn't take any action, and stood beside him with a smile, looking at a certain woman who was surrounded by stars.

Compared with the British side, Americans prefer to make friends with the British nobles because of a certain inferiority complex that is almost engraved in their bones. If it is the royal family, they will be even more flocking. In the early years, many wealthy Americans liked to marry British aristocrats in order to improve their bloodlines or style, so that many wealthy people married their daughters to some down-and-out nobles in England with a large dowry.

At this time, looking at the appearance of Concubine Dai being sought after, it has not changed much.

When Simon and the others stood here to watch the excitement, the guests at the scene probably also

Remembering the scandal between Concubine Dai and someone, unknowingly, the crowd around Concubine Dai, facing Simon, dispersed a little, so that a certain woman also saw Simon very quickly.

The expression changes are wonderful.

At first he was surprised, then angry, and at the same time there was some retreat, and finally he simply raised his head, like a proud peacock, and his eyes clearly glanced towards Simon. I'm just ignoring the way you look.

Then, all kinds of entertainment.

During this period, a certain woman accepted several men's invitations to dance together with a very happy appearance, but she always treated Simon as air. This state made the atmosphere of the whole reception a bit weird.

Recently, even Sophia became curious. When she saw a wayward woman accepting an invitation from a guest again, she curiously asked Simon beside her, "What's the situation between you and her?"

Simon thought for a while, and said solemnly: "A father with a strong desire for protection, and a daughter in a rebellious period."

Sophia was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, and raised her hand to lightly tap Simon on the shoulder: "How could you...that's Concubine Dai."

"You asked me," Simon said, "I don't think this description can be more appropriate."

Sophia smiled unabated: "Then, seeing her dancing with so many men, you...heh, why don't you care?"

"Normal social interaction, how do you manage?" Simon pretended to be helpless: "As long as you don't bring the brat home."

"Hehe, what if she really brings the brat home?"

"It seems that you don't pay much attention to gossip, and you don't know what'Wrath of Westeros is?"

"Um?"

"Go and gossip by yourself," Simon put his arms around the woman's slender waist: "Let's go dancing too."

Sophia walked to the dance floor with Simon, noticed the strange eyes of the guests around her, and inexplicably felt a strange feeling that she had become a third party. After embracing the man and starting to dance, she leaned into his ear and continued: "I Why does it feel like the little boy and the little girl are fighting each other?"

"I've said it all, it's the anger between the father and the daughter."

"Well, you are evil."

Sophia said one last sentence, no more words, quietly enjoying the warmth of dancing together, when the song ended, she took the initiative to pull Simon towards Princess Diana: "Let's go say hello."

Simon doesn't care.

Everyone came out of the dance floor and saw Simon approaching. The middle-aged man who had just danced with Concubine Diana nodded slightly at Simon, and walked away tactfully. Simon.

When he came close, Simon saw that Sophia didn't speak, and looked like he was waiting to watch the fun, so he could only ask himself, "Why did you come to the United States?"

Concubine Dai was taken aback by the man's gentle tone, and she subconsciously relaxed. Then, thinking of the changes in her life due to someone last year, she immediately opened her eyes slightly, and said unceremoniously: "If I knew you would show up, I would You will never accept the invitation."

Simon was helpless, this answer went straight to the point.

Glancing at Sophia beside him, Simon said, "In this case, have fun."

Then he turned around.

Concubine Dai hesitated a little when she saw someone leaving just like that, but she still said, "Simon Westeros!"

Simon stopped: "Huh?"

Concubine Dai still stared at someone bitterly: "You, stop interfering in my life."

"Is there any inconvenience?"

"you……"

Concubine Dai thought of those men who inexplicably disappeared from her life in the past few months except for a little courteousness to herself, other than that, there was really no inconvenience. This...how did he speak?

After a little hesitation, Concubine Dai finally said viciously again: "You are a bastard, Simon Westeros, I will never give in to you."

Simon nodded seriously: "Well, keep it."

After finishing speaking, he took Sophia and walked away.

Sophia really wanted to turn her head to take a look, but finally held back, and walked a little further with the man, then leaned into the man's ear again, smiled and said softly: "I suddenly felt that it really looks a bit like it."

"So, I have a headache."

"Oh, you won't."

"How to say?"

Sophia stared at someone: "Under the bed, so many people call daddy, if you have a headache, it will burst."

Simon couldn't help but nodded: "Yes."

So he was beaten again.

After continuing to socialize at the reception for a while, before leaving, Simon took the initiative to walk towards another middle-aged man who intentionally or unintentionally avoided him during the party: "Mr. Hurst, nice to meet you."

The person in front of me is William Hearst II, who belongs to the uncle and nephew relationship with William Hearst III who is still in exile abroad after those events. However, William II is actually only 7 years older than William III. The second son of John Hearst, the second-generation and third-bedroom member of the Ster family.

Seeing Simon Westeros approaching him, William Hearst II also felt a little regretful and couldn't help but come to join in the fun. However, the current high society in the Federation wants to find some people who have nothing to do with Simon Westeros. It's really not easy in the circle, so I can only greet with a somewhat awkward smile: "Hello, Mr. Westeros."

Although it was a greeting, the two sides didn't even mean to shake hands.

Simon didn't talk nonsense, looking at the rich middle-aged man in the same line as the Hearst family in front of him, he said directly: "William, I heard that you are planning to deal with me again recently, is that right?"

it's still morning

The news that Clinton revealed to Simon during the ball.

Simon originally wanted to take the time to warn him, but since he met him, he didn't mind hitting him face to face.

Hearing Simon's sudden words, William Hearst II was taken aback, and with a bit of obvious guilt to hide his bad conscience, he waved his hands and said, "Mr. Westeros, no, there is absolutely no such thing. matter."

"I remember that we have reached a very formal tacit agreement," Simon ignored the other party's excuse, and said, "However, in the past few years, you have been trying to do various small tricks, and I just don't bother to pay attention to it. Perhaps, this makes you There are some illusions, illusions that shouldn't appear?"

William Hearst II began to sweat coldly, almost swore: "Simon, I promise, there is absolutely no such thing."

"I don't like to hear people argue," Simon stared at each other. "Speaking of which, where is the other William now? It seems to be an island country in the Mediterranean. Heh, it's definitely not comfortable to stay in the Federation, is it?"

William Hearst II raised his hand and wiped his forehead, not knowing how to answer this question.

Thinking of the deteriorating situation of the once-prominent Hearst family after 1994, and even the current crumbling, if there is no resentment in my heart, it is impossible. However, besides resentment, there is a lot of fear of the young man in front of me.

This is not what it used to be.

The current Hearst family is just barely supporting the airs of a wealthy family. The combined wealth of the entire family is less than 1 billion US dollars, and it has continued to decrease with the continuous decline of traditional paper media. Compared with the young people in front of them, only Speaking of the most intuitive personal wealth, the Hearst family has been stretched by more than 1,000 times.

Capitalists are always more aware of the power of capital than ordinary people.

The capital gap of 1,000 times means that Simon Westeros can move his finger a little bit now, which is enough to completely knock the Hearst family into dust.

Seeing that William Hearst II was speechless, Simon didn't bother to say more. What he said just now was enough to make the other party live for several years. He was about to turn around and leave when he remembered another thing. The middle-aged man said: "By the way, Lydia is a big girl now, take the time to send someone to me. If I don't have the foundation, this was a gift from you at the beginning, and Patty, um, she doesn't want it." Yes. In short, it is a punishment for your careless petty actions."

William Hearst II twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling that someone was too deceitful, and deep down in his heart, he really wanted to burst out a series of dirty words, and then walked away.

It's a pity... I just dare to think about it.

Seeing that Westeros was still staring at him for only two seconds, he nodded subconsciously: "Okay, Mr. Westeros."

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