The world economy was unpredictable.
The competition in the global capital market was white-hot, and Mr. Morgan Senior was a well-deserved business giant…
He had once swept through Southeast Asia single-handedly and plundered the wealth of several countries overnight.
He had also gambled on the financial crisis, stepping on the bones of countless middle-class North Americans to accumulate terrifying assets.
He had even lost a war in Hong Kong and lost billions of dollars in front of the government.
Regardless of success or failure…
In the face of the ups and downs of life, Old Morgan always appeared calm and composed.
But today.
He was really excited!
"Damned Ma Huateng, why doesn't WeChat have an anti-shake mode for the elderly? I'll definitely scold him when I see him next time!”
Old Morgan angrily complained in the group.
"Haha, I think if someone finds out that you don't like WeChat, Tengxun's stock price will fall tomorrow.”
Rockefeller smiled.
"My friend, this is an opportunity to use the Sky Transmission Technique! Three emojis asking to hook up."
Rothschild replied.
Although he was complaining, Old Morgan still unwillingly sent a 200,000 dollar red packet.
[Red Envelope Name: An Old Man's Coffin.]
"I really don't believe a word of a capitalist!”
Ms. Bellini said.
Su Cheng had been staring at the WeChat group for a long time. The moment the red packet appeared, he clicked on it crazily...
He successfully opened it!
A line of words appeared: 19000 dollars.
Kai Sen!
It was hard to imagine that an ordinary person's annual income could be obtained with just a light tap of his hand.
How comfortable!
"Thump…"
"You have a red packet!"
As soon as he put down his phone, the Red Envelope Butler from Huawei immediately reminded him.
He opened it again!
"Congratulations, you have drawn Miss Paris Hilton's red packet: Three coupons for the presidential suite at the Hilton Hotel!”
" Hint: The exchange group has been added to your WeChat coupon bag.”
WeChat was indeed more humane in this world.
Not only could he give out money red packets, but he could also give out coupons, physical objects, and other types of red packets.
"Thank you, beautiful lady! Three simpering emojis.“
Su Cheng replied happily.
Three presidential suite coupons, worth about 30,000 dollars, was another small bargain!
"Haha, if you have time, go and stay at the Hilton Hotel. Thank you for your kindness, Miss Paris.”
Shen Yishi replied happily after snatching five cards.
"I'm going back to London tomorrow night, so I'll get my secretary to book the tickets first!”
Baron George Cheshire replied.
"If the consortium wants to hold an investor conference, we can book it at the Hilton Hotel in Manhattan, New York. Three smirking emojis."
Old Morgan said happily.
Although everyone did not lack material wealth, the wealth that was picked up for free had already lost its material meaning. It gave people spiritual pleasure.
"Thank you, big shots, for taking care of my business! Three cute faces."
Paris Hilton replied with a smile.
She had sent out hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of coupons, but it would bring in millions of dollars worth of business. It was simply a huge profit.
Let's see who dares to say that she's brainless in the future!
"Thump…"
"You have a red packet!"
Another red packet appeared in the group. It was from the rich businessman Shen Yishi.
Su Cheng decisively opened it…
It was a Hetian jade bracelet exchange coupon that could be exchanged directly at the flagship store of Tmall.com.
Alright, the online price was 99999RMB!
"** Hetian jade, world-renowned, seeing is believing. I think the clients of Luo Private Bank will definitely like it.”
Rothschild replied happily.
He had always been worried about how to build good customer relationships. Perhaps the magical Hetian jade jewelry could bring him good luck.
There were many likes below.
Especially the few beauties in the art field, they all thought that Shen Yishi was the gentleman who understood women's hearts the most.
"Thump…"
"You have a red packet!"
Red Envelopes kept bombarding him…
Su Cheng's hands were relatively fast, and he gained a lot in a short while.
Morgan Financial Group investor invitation letter X1.
Luo Bank Wealth Management Gold Bar X3.
An anonymous painting from the Florentine Renaissance X1.
Christie's Auction free service fee experience card X5.
Rockefeller Family Energy Set X1.
'03 Barreled Wine of Haubion Winery x3.
……
Su Cheng counted on his fingers. The red packets he received in a while were worth a few million RMB!
There were also some cultural relics and investment opportunities that could not be bought with money.
What kind of group was this…
He was too rich!
"Cough cough…group leader @ Island Master Su, aren't you going to show the magnanimity of the men of China? Three naughty emojis."
Miss Catherine Medici said mischievously.
"Island Master Su is a mysterious Eastern man. I'm looking forward to it…"
George Cheshire said.
"To be honest, I'm already numb to ordinary gifts. I hope Island Master Su can give us a surprise! Three goblet emojis."
Ms. Bellini said.
There were 18 people in this group. Other than the group leader, Su Cheng, everyone sent one or two red packets.
After this reminder, Su Cheng remembered the important matter.
The purpose of creating this group was not to give out red packets, but to communicate about traveling to Paradise Island.
"I think my best gift is to show everyone the beauty of Paradise Island!”
"To your family, friends, and partners.
"Or, show it to your colleagues, customers, and anyone you're interested in!”
Su Cheng voiced his thoughts.
It was already difficult to stimulate these big shots with ordinary materials. It was better to bring out the trip to Paradise Island that everyone longed for the most.
"You are the first owners of Paradise Island.”
"Therefore, Paradise Island will prepare 300 tourist spots for each of you. You can invite anyone to come and enjoy the charming scenery of Paradise Island.”
"The time is in a month."
"At that time, Paradise Island South Bay Airport will officially open. PARA。”
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