"Why?" I smiled.

Livermore smiled and said, "Boss, you're right. If it were someone else, the stock exchange would not be of great use, but when I discussed with them, I guaranteed it in your name. With your reputation and the assets of DreamWorks, they naturally agreed."

"You guy, you are so brave!" I sneered meaningfully.

I said how could the stock exchange agree to Livermore's request so happily this time? It turned out that this guy was doing things under my banner. Fortunately, he made a profit this time. If he had accompanied me, the stock exchange would not let me go."

"Livermore, you can't make decisions without authorization next time. When you encounter such a thing, you must at least discuss it with me." I reminded him.

Although I believe in Livermore's ability, after all, he is a famous short stock god in history, but I also know that in the end, he was too arrogant and played with fire and burned himself. Not only did he lose all the money he earned and pay off his debts, he ended up shooting himself in a hotel bathroom. So his move first and then made me feel very worried.

Livermore seemed to have a trace of my concern and unhappiness, and said with a smile: "Boss, don't worry, no, I will report to you next time and discuss with everyone."

I smiled and said, "Livermore, I believe in you very much, but there are too many variables in the stock market. The situation you are investigating alone may not be true. DreamWorks now have many sources of information, so before shorting in the future, you must discuss it with me, so I can send relevant personnel from DreamWorks, so that I can also protect myself.

The authenticity. Be careful to make the ship of ten thousand years, do you know?”

Livermore nodded repeatedly by me, and promised, "Boss, I remember."

I smiled and said, "You have made so much money this time. Let's take out a portion of it to buy a good car first. I will reward you."

"Thank you, Boss!" Livermore replied happily.

There were laughter and joy along the way, and the three of them chatted happily.

The Los Angeles Stock Exchange is located in the bustling district of Shin South, surrounded by Los Angeles' financial center. When we got there, there was a bustling crowd inside, which was the most lively time of the day.

"Boss, let's go pay back the stocks and count the money." Livermore led the way and led me to the business hall of the stock exchange.

Many people greeted Livermore along the way, and it seemed that this guy was doing well here now.

Although everyone on the exchange is a financial person, they basically know me. When they see me appearing in the stock market, they whisper, and greeting me is no less than saying hello to Livermore.

When we arrived at the business hall, we rushed straight to the counter. When the dozen people next to the counter saw Livermore, they all hugged him intimately.

"Boss, these dozen people are the friends I mentioned to you. They have also been a lot of short sellers this time." Livermore pointed at the dozen people and said to me.

"Hello Mr. Corleon!" These guys knew me and greeted me respectfully.

"Mr. Corleon. Thanks to Livermore, we wouldn't have made so much money this time." One of the tall and thin men said to me with a smile.

"He made some money for me, too." I smiled.

A group of people went through the relevant procedures at the counter. The exchange not only mortgaged us 40 yuan, but also handed us a lot of money 690 yuan.

I opened an account at the bank office next to me and saved the 730 intact.

"Livermore. I'll give you this money haha." I stood next to the counter and opened that account in the name of Livermore.

Seeing that I trusted him so much, Livermore's eyes were red with gratitude: "Boss, I will definitely let this money go more and more."

"As long as you mortgage me, too." I joked.

After saving the money, the three of them walked outside. Before they reached the door of the hall, Livermore suddenly stopped, with an expression of seeing a ghost.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Livermore pointed ahead and said, "Boss, Sardinia Eastman!"

"Sardinia Eastman?! How could he be here?" I quickly raised my eyes and watched.

I have never met Sardin Eastman before. Naturally, I don’t know him very much. This time I saw this guy who almost killed me, so I naturally couldn’t miss the opportunity to see his “face”.

At the entrance of the hall, I saw a young man walking inside with three or four subordinates.

This young man was tall and thin, with a pale face. He looked half dead, and was wearing not a suit but aristocratic clothing with extremely exquisite materials. He knew it was customized. He held a handkerchief in his hand and coughed and covered his mouth. It seemed that he was sick.

"Boss, do you want us to go out through the door next to you?" Livermore knew that when he mentioned Sardinia Eastman, I was so angry that I was so angry that I and Sardinia Eastman were afraid that something would happen.

I smiled slightly, "Why do you want to walk through the door next to me? Just walk through the main door, I'm not afraid of him. Besides, we didn't do anything shameful."

Joke, it is definitely not my Andre Corleone style when I see people. If others know that I will take a detour, I will not be laughed at by others to death.

Livermore was greatly encouraged to hear my words, straightened his back and walked towards Sardinia Eastman, while Holgina was cheering up and ready to take action at any time.

At the entrance of the hall, Sardinia Eastman also found me. He didn't expect to meet me in this place and on this occasion, so he was slightly stunned.

"It turned out to be Mr. Corleon. I didn't expect to see you here." After Sardin Eastman was slightly stunned, he smiled and stretched out his hand enthusiastically to me.

If I hadn't known that he had instructed someone to load bombs in my camera and wanted to kill me, I would have really regarded him as a warm, friendly and educated young man.

But now, his smiling face can only show his immense hypocrisy.

"Mr. Eastman. I'm glad to see you." I held his hand and smiled brightly.

It’s a bitch, when it comes to hypocrisy, I am no worse than you!

"Why, Mr. Corleon is also interested in stocks? This is big news. It is said that you concentrate on making movies and never go to the stock exchange. However, there has never been any news of listing in the stock factory stocks." Sardin Eastman looked at me, speaking with a thorn in his words.

I shrugged and said, "You said, I don't understand stocks and have no interest. I'm right, a friend made some money today, so I came here to have fun." I pointed to Livermore next to me.

Sardin Eastman glanced at Livermore, his eyes were complicated. If it weren't for Livermore, he would have solved the problem of shortage of funds successfully. Livermore got involved, and the 20 million gap would have pushed him to the crater::. He could not erupt in person his hatred, but he could not hide his anger.

Livermore didn't care about this. He stood in front of Sardinia Eastman, and he didn't look at Sardinia Eastman in front of him, smacking his lips and squinting his eyes. He looked like a slutty look that made me want to kick him when I saw it.

Sardinia Eastman was already in a state of indignation, and when he saw Livermore like this, he couldn't stand it anymore, and his eyes were breathing fire.

"It turned out to be Mr. Livermore. Didn't you hear that you lost everything and were thrown out not long ago? Why, today's glory is so beautiful?" Everyone could hear the solemn, contempt and ironic spirit in Sardinia Eastman's words.

But this would not work at all in Livermore. This guy is a typical guy who doesn't get into the air.

Hearing Sardinia Eastman's words, Livermore slowly lowered his high head, moved his gaze from the ceiling to Sardinia Eastman's face, and then pretended to be a bit surprised and humble to see God: "Ah! It turns out to be Mr. Eastman! How could he see you here!?"

Livermore's words almost made Hall and me

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Look at Sardinia Eastman again, a salted egg superman, and his eyes were wider than eggs due to anger and anger.

Whether in the company or in society, as the head of the famous Kodak company, who was not polite to see him? This lazy person actually joked in front of so many people. No matter how well he cultivated, he couldn't help it.

"I heard that Mr. Livermore made a lot of money? I wonder if he would be thrown out in the end like before?" Sardin Eastman sneered.

Livermore is definitely not a bad guy, and this guy's ability to adapt really amazed me.

"I earned a little less, only a few million. Mr. Eastman, I really have to thank you. When this bitch raised me, she was simply perfectly possessed by Xianglin Sao!" This guy grabbed Sardin Eastman's hand, which scared her. He also seized the opportunity to apply his snot to Eastman's clothes.

Sardinia Eastman's face turned red and green. If he had a pole behind him was placed on the intersection, he would probably be able to command the traffic.

"What do I have to thank for?" Sardin Eastman didn't understand what Livermore said.

Livermore stretched out his dirty and shiny hand and slapped Sardinia Eastman, yelling in his duck-like voice: "Mr. Eastman, I make money because of your company's stocks! Mr. Eastman. I only admire two people in my life, one is Mr. Corleon and the other is you. Look at the one that rose sharply under your leadership. The one that fell sharply. It was fast. It was closely matched with my pace of making money. It was just amazing!"

Livermore's face was full of smiles, his words were "sincerity", and he could not find any malice. On the contrary, at first glance, it would make people feel enthusiastic, but Sardinian Eastman, who was just holding his hand, was almost angry.

This Livermore was just accusing someone of his wife and saying that he was ugly.

"You're welcome, this is your luck. But Mr. Livermore, luck is not always good. Mr. Corleon, I have something to do, I'm losing my companion." Sardin Eastman couldn't stay there, and squeezed a smile at me. He turned his head and walked away angrily.

Hahahaha. After he left, Livermore's called Le.

"It's so good! It's so good! It's so satisfying!" Livermore looked at Sardinia Eastman's back, shook his head, enjoying it extremely.

Not only him, but I am very relieved.

Three people walked out of the stock exchange and I said to Livermore: "Livermore, to celebrate your great contribution to DreamWorks, I treat you, leave, and go to dinner today."

"Boss, where are you going?" Livermorebaba asked.

I thought for a moment, then nodded: "Let's go to Jack's fast food restaurant. I haven't eaten their chicken wings and burgers for a long time."

Puff! Livermore, who was following behind, staggered and almost slipped.

What's the good thing about Jack's "Los Angeles Fast Food" main store is a little bit far from the stock exchange? It's mysterious." I was getting started by Liver. This guy was so powerful that I felt so painful.

Although Steinberg was also full of curiosity, he held Livermore from behind: "Livermore, you have something to say first, the boss still has to make a movie."

"Yes, I haven't finished filming the movie yet." I smacked my lips.

Livermore squinted his eyes and looked around, and smiled and said, "Boss, the movie can be filmed every day. I can't finish filming today and still shoot tomorrow, but once this kind of thing is over today, you will never be able to see it."

This guy said it very mysteriously, which aroused my appetite, Stendburg and others.

"Stenborg, there are some broken shots below anyway. You look at the filming of the storyboard script, and I will go back." I was really itchy in my heart. Today's main scene was almost done, so I decided to follow Livermore to see what this guy is doing.

"But, I want to go and have a look, too." Stenborough said pitifully.

"Now you are the only assistant director left. If you follow me, who will take care of it here?" I pointed to the set. Seeing that Stenberg was really unable to clone, he had to lower his head.

Livermore laughed and said to Stenborough: "Don't worry, we will tell you what we'll tell you when we come back."

Stenberg glanced at Livermore, but ignored him. He picked up the microphone on the chair and continued filming.

"Let's go, you still have nothing good to show me, then you're dead." I put on my coat and walked towards Livermore's car.

After leaving Harvey Street, the car drove straight towards Los Angeles.

"Livermore. What's the matter with you kid? Can you tell me now?" I lay in the seat behind the car, laughing while blowing the wind.

Livermore turned around while driving in front and said, "What else can I do? Isn't it just stocks."

There was a hint of pride in the tone of voice.

"Livermore, have you made money on the stock exchange?" Holgina had already guessed.
To be continued...