Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

"Henry, what on earth are you doing?"

On the other side of the ocean, Kenlifen, chairman of Castle Investments, confronted Henry Goldman over the phone.

This time, the strategy to target China's stock market crash involved a three-way alliance of Citadel Investments, Goldman Sachs, and JPMorgan Chase.

But the losses from castle investments are the greatest.

In particular, Sun Dashan squandered hundreds of billions of yuan in the early stages.

Now it seems that we can make up for some of the losses by adjusting the stock price of the Liu Group.

But the Financial Times suddenly voiced its support for the Liu Group.

The stock price of the Liu Group has skyrocketed.

At this rate, his castle investment in China is about to be wiped out.

Goldman Sachs is the largest shareholder of the Financial Times.

That's why Kenliver called Henry to confront him.

“Chairman Kenlifen, the Financial Times is not under my sole control. I don’t know what’s going on! I’ve already inquired about it, and now I suspect it’s the Warburg family’s doing. As you know, the Warburg family is the second-largest shareholder.”

Henry, of course, could not admit it.

The Financial Times is based in the UK, so attributing the blame to the Warburg family is perfectly appropriate.

"To the best of my knowledge, the Warburg family was not involved in this stock market crash..."

Kenlifen still had some doubts.

"It is precisely because they did not participate that they uphold an impartial attitude and make these bullshit remarks."

Henry said with righteous indignation.

In order to fulfill his agreement with Meng Chuan, he had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure.

But you absolutely cannot admit it.

Otherwise, Castle Investment and the Morgan family would definitely not let him off the hook.

Especially the Morgan family, a long-established and powerful family, he can't afford to offend them.

"Don't forget, you also have 8000 billion yuan in your accounts in China! Don't ruin yourself and drag us down with you."

Kenlifen angrily hung up the phone.

He didn't actually doubt Henry.

As he mentioned before, Henry's Goldman Sachs also has 8000 billion in Chinese stock market assets.

Perhaps this really was just an accident.

Henry felt a sense of relief immediately after hanging up the phone.

He turned to a handsome young man beside him and said:

"Robert, as you can see, the situation is getting a bit out of control. I need to go to England in the next few days to take care of things with the Financial Times."

Henry said with a serious expression:

"That's 8000 billion. The three of us combined have over 2 trillion. We absolutely cannot afford to lose it."

This was the excuse Henry had already prepared.

"All right!"

Robert had no doubts.

And this matter is indeed quite serious.

First of all, the amount of money involved is too large.

Secondly, Goldman Sachs is the largest shareholder of the Financial Times.

If this matter is not handled properly, it will implicate the other two companies and be detrimental to Goldman Sachs.

If he had handled it well in the past, it would have greatly enhanced his prestige.

He has to make this trip, both out of courtesy and reason.

"Then you should set off immediately, but for safety reasons, you should still take Wolf Fang with you. Blood Blade... is already dead, it's not safe for you to go there alone."

Henry spoke with a sorrowful expression.

"What? Wasn't it said... missing?"

Robert, barely suppressing his surprise, exclaimed in shock.

Robert knew that Bloodblade was Henry's illegitimate son.

However, after Bloodblade went to China, Henry kept telling the public that he had disappeared.

Robert had long wished for his bloody death.

Blood Blade's prestige within the Blood Gang is growing, and he has already become a threat to Wolf Fang, the gang leader.

But Robert absolutely could not reveal the joy he felt inside.

"It has been confirmed that he is dead."

Henry, suppressing his murderous intent, said sorrowfully.

But in his heart, he was cursing Robert's ancestors for eighteen generations.

If Robert hadn't been using his name to collude with Meng Chuan from the inside, how could he have killed his son?

However, now is not the time to completely break off relations.

He could only pretend he knew nothing.

……

At this moment, Meng Chuan was not fishing at the Mar-a-Lago resort.

Instead, he was practicing the "Hundred-Step Piercing Willow Hand" technique.

Meng Chuan is growing to like the feeling of throwing knives more and more.

In particular, the throwing knife that Prince Fu gave to Meng Chuan had an excellent feel.

Meng Chuan can now hit the bullseye every time within fifty paces.

Fifty steps is roughly thirty meters.

Even at eighty paces, it still has some lethality, but its accuracy is poor.

As for the 100-step range, not only is the accuracy unreliable, but the lethality is also almost nonexistent.

If the other person is wearing thicker clothes, it might not be able to tear the clothes.

However, Meng Chuan was already quite satisfied.

He is no longer helpless.

In the evening, Meng Chuan, covered in sweat from his workout, enjoyed Ying Die's intimate services in the bathroom.

Every inch of her skin was thoroughly cleaned by the Shadow Butterfly.

Her soft, boneless hands aroused Meng Chuan's restlessness.

"Yingdie, you're done washing me. Now it's my turn to help you, right?"

After rinsing himself clean, Meng Chuan said with a mischievous grin.

"How could we trouble you, young master? Yingdie can wash herself."

Yingdie said with seductive eyes.

Although she was refusing, her eyes were filled with tenderness, like spring water rippling in a gentle breeze.

That unspoken tenderness made Meng Chuan lose control of himself completely.

"Yingdie, let me help you finish washing quickly."

Meng Chuan was extremely impatient.

He finished bathing Yingdie almost as quickly as possible, then wrapped her in a bath towel and picked her up by the waist.

"what!"

With a startled cry from Yingdie, Meng Chuan threw her onto the soft couch.

However, Meng Chuan pounced on it, but before he could even enjoy the beauty of the Shadow Butterfly, he was already too busy to do so.

Meng Chuan's phone rang.

"Damn it, which idiot is so clueless as to call me at this time?"

Meng Chuan put one arm around Ying Die and reached for his phone on the bedside table with the other.

"Fuck, this..."

However, Meng Chuan's voice trembled the moment he picked up his phone.

Because it was Liu Qian's call.

Logically, since it's not the weekend, Liu Qian should be grading homework or preparing lessons at this time.

She usually calls after 11 p.m.

But it's only a little past nine o'clock.

"Shadow Butterfly..."

Meng Chuan looked at Ying Die with a troubled expression.

Liu Qian's video call meant that Yingdie had to leave temporarily.

"I'll hide under the covers, you guys chat your stuff, I'll... do my own thing."

However, Yingdie grinned mischievously and darted into the air-conditioned blanket.

At this moment, Yingdie was just as aroused as Meng Chuan, so how could she bear to leave?

"Holy crap, you can do that?"

Meng Chuan shuddered, because the Shadow Butterfly had already bitten him.

Despite the intense stimulation, Meng Chuan pressed the answer button.

Because my phone ringtone is almost hoarse from shouting.

"What are you doing! Why did it take you so long to answer my call?"

Liu Qian said in a slightly coquettish tone.

"I just finished showering, and I rushed out to answer your call without even having time to get dressed!"

Meng Chuan tried his best to keep his expression natural.

"Huh~"

Liu Qian bit her lower lip, looking at Meng Chuan with a mischievous smile, but then became somewhat puzzled:

"You're acting strange today. Why are you wrapped in a blanket? And shivering like that? You're not dating the Five Fingers Fairy, are you?"

When they video call, Meng Chuan is always eager to show off in front of her.

Meng Chuan is acting a bit strange today!

"What are you saying? I... the air conditioning is on in the room! I just took a shower, it's cold!"

Meng Chuan felt a little guilty and tightened the blanket around himself.

Then he changed the subject:

"Why are you calling me so early today? Have you finished preparing your lessons?"

"Not yet! I'm preparing my lessons! But I just got a call from Yiyi. You know what? She seems to be pregnant."

"Wha...what?"