Wall Street Legend

Ye Dongqing is twenty years old.

He was about to turn twenty again, which is considered an important age in Chinese customs. In addition, he didn't usually hold parties, so this time the secretarial team asked him if he wanted to hold a party, and they agreed. And the specifications are relatively high. The yacht belonging to the Johnson family is parked in the square in the San Francisco Bay area.

Yachts are not usually used, and they are relatively useless among the standard equipment of the rich. He has no idea of ​​buying a yacht yet, but he very much wants to buy a helicopter, because the island belonging to him will be completed by the end of this year. It's not easy to get to and from Manhattan.

Also on his birthday, an idea flashed through Ye Dongqing's mind, and he thought of something that was not important to others, but was important to himself.

"Laura! I want to move my parents' graves from that old cemetery to my island! I wasn't able to help them much when I was alive, but now that I have succeeded, I hope they can sleep peacefully. On an island worth hundreds of millions of dollars, surrounded by grass and flowers, not far from the sea and woods, when I die, I will be buried next to them and become my family’s family cemetery!”

Ye Dongqing sounded excited. He had been thinking about it for more than ten minutes, and Laura was the first person to appear in front of him.

He originally planned to buy a house here in Silicon Valley as a temporary place to stay when he occasionally came to work. Until now, he had to stay in a hotel every time he came to Silicon Valley, which was not very convenient. But from another perspective, the buildings belonging to these Internet companies are bound to start construction in the next few years. By then, it would be good to just leave floors in the headquarters building as apartments. It seems that there is no need to buy them now.

Laura had just arrived at the hotel. She was a little confused after hearing what Ye Dongqing said, and said: "Wow, are you sure this is a good idea? I mean no one would touch the grave casually, right, and Calvary Cemetery is quite Yes, my father is also buried there. After all, it is the largest cemetery in New York, and it is relatively close to Queens, right next to the highway."

He often visits their graves and visits them whenever he misses them. The last time was at the end of last year, when he burned several newspapers and magazines related to him and told his parents that he had succeeded.

Even if he only learned a little bit about Chinese culture, Ye Dongqing also knew that it was taboo to move a grave or something like that. He had been buried for several years and was hesitating. The grave was the carrier of the connection between the living and the dead. He just hoped that even if he died, , they can also "live a little better", but it is also possible that maintaining the status quo is more suitable for them.

"I'm asking you just because I'm not sure. I'll think about it later. I remember that my father had arthritis before he passed away. When I was packing up his belongings, there were still a few boxes of unused plasters. Maybe he hated the humid climate at the seaside. And there are no neighbors.”

Laura's expression was tangled, she raised her arm to stop him from continuing, and told: "Stop, it sounds a bit weird. Although I know that cemeteries are great, I'm still a little scared of that kind of place. I just watched some horror movies recently. , please don’t ruin my perfect day, okay?”

Having known each other for so long, we talk to each other more casually.

Ye Dongqing gave up on that topic and asked curiously: "Perfect day, you should know that today is my birthday, right?"

"Of course, I also specially prepared a gift for you. What makes me happy is that there have never been so many beautiful women complimenting me. Some people even gave me a limited edition Hermès Birkin bag just to attend this party. It's not suitable. My temperament is right, but it’s really expensive!”

After Laura finished speaking, Ye Dongqing noticed the white leather bag in her hand. From a male's perspective, it was difficult to reach some consensus with the girls on these things. Cars, airplanes, etc. were somewhat technological, and watches There is also a mechanical beauty, and a leather bag? It's just a few pieces of leather, still made by cheap labor in sweatshops, and the cost is mainly in promoting the brand's influence.

In comparison, women do make money easily.

He joked: "This is my party, so if someone gives you a gift, you should give me half of it and just discount it directly. I don't want to only get half the package. So it's already been arranged, right? The guys in my company People have very high expectations for this party and I hope it doesn't ruin their family relationships."

"Are you sure you didn't find this beauty for yourself?"

Because she wanted to touch her bag, Laura instantly felt resentful and spoke rudely.

"It's just a party. Without beautiful women, it will always be a bit boring. You can play by yourself, I'm going to entertain my friends..."

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Some time ago, Richard Rockefeller almost begged Ye Dongqing to help keep Renee's pregnancy a secret.

For a playboy, this kind of thing is nothing less than a thunderbolt. Apart from suffering from some messy diseases, pregnancy is one of the remaining terrible things.

What's more terrifying than pregnancy is that the child has been born. Richard can't find anyone who can talk about this matter. In other words, for the sake of the family's face, he is unwilling to talk about this kind of thing with others. Ye Dongqing has become the best conversation partner.

At this moment, she almost choked on a cigar. With an expression full of disbelief, Ye Dongqing asked Richard: "Only gave her a check for two hundred thousand dollars? Are you sure you can send her away with such a small amount of money?" Dropped? I should have told you that her father is in the oil business, right? How could she care about such a small amount of money!"

"Of course it's not that simple. I just don't want to give them too much money at once, giving them the illusion that they can ask for more. It's the same one million US dollars, and the effect will definitely be better if it is given in five installments. Life is so wonderful. I actually have a daughter." Richard sat in the car smoking a cigarette.

He was very reluctant to admit that this kind of animal was his friend, but the two of them did often play together. Ye Dongqing asked: "Them? Did you get someone pregnant before?"

Richard was actually happy and shrugged: "No way, the Rockefeller family's fertility is so strong, they always have a way to break through the obstacles and go where they should go."

"Little train, dirty dirty dirty." Ye Dongqing made a joke that only he could understand, and then asked: "So where is Renee now, London? Have you seen your daughter and hugged her?"

"Of course not, but I did see the photo. She is in Manhattan, apartment 432 on the Upper East Side. When that little girl can talk, I don't mind meeting her. Right now, she's just a crybaby and peeing everywhere. I can't stand the baby..."