On the way back to the hotel, Kendin was very excited. He kept talking in the car," Boss, did you earn a lot today? Do you have a hundred thousand dollars? You're really a genius. You can earn a lot of money every day. If I could be like you, wouldn't those girls wait for me every day?”。
In Kendin's opinion, Li Qingyang should be earning tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands every day. Otherwise, they wouldn't be so expensive. They hired him and let him live in such an expensive room. They even provided him with food and drink.
Among his colleagues and friends, those who knew that Kendin had found this part-time job were all envious and said that he was lucky. He did not have to do anything every day to earn three or even four days 'worth of other people's wages. He even had good food and drinks. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was his biological father.
In their opinion, picking Li Qingyang up every day was no different from doing nothing. The only difference was that he could not be too far away from Li Qingyang and was always ready for his summoning.
Li Qingyang didn't tell Kendin how much money he had earned. Every time Kendin asked, Li Qingyang would just say that he had earned a sum of money.
"I earned quite a bit. What do you want to eat today? I'll satisfy all your requests. Don't miss it.”Li Qingyang said with a smile. He was never stingy with people who suited his taste.
Kendin was exactly such a person. Although Li Qingyang sometimes thought he was very noisy, it was his personality, or rather, it was the nature of a black person. He loved to talk and was talkative.
Other than that, Kendi had his own strengths, such as knowing where to put himself. Li Qingyang took care of Kendin's dinner every day and told him to order whatever he wanted. However, Kendin had never been a spendthrift before. Even the steak he ate was the cheapest in the hotel.
Of course, even the cheapest one was something he had never enjoyed before. It made him feel that it was a delicacy on earth.
For example, Li Qingyang promised Kendin that he would give him extra money for lunch every day, but Kendin never asked for it. She had never suggested which restaurant had good food or which nightclub had spicy girls. She had never promoted these things to Li Qingyang and asked him to take her there.
This was what Li Qingyang saw in Ken Ding. It was also what a superior liked. It was more important for a subordinate to recognize his current position. It might not be obvious when they communicated normally, but when he did things, he would show it in every aspect.
This was very rare. Why did Qianlong like He Shen? He knew that he was the most corrupt official in the world, but he still tried his best to protect him. It was because He Shen recognized his position. Qianlong knew that no matter what, Heshen was his slave. He would not rebel against him, and that was enough.
Which lonely man did not want to have a friend he could confide in? This was perhaps the sorrow of many emperors.
While the two were chatting, the phone in Li Qingyang's pocket rang. After the call connected, Li Qingyang was surprised. He wasn't surprised because the other party called him, but because the other party called him at this time.
"Hello, Mr. Li. I'm the vice president of Criti. You can call me Jesse. I wonder if I have the honor of treating Mr. Li to a meal."
"Of course, why not?" Li Qingyang accepted it.
" Thank you. I'll wait for you at the Spanish restaurant on 84th Avenue on Fifth Avenue. What do you think?" Jesse asked after reporting the location of the restaurant.
No problem. I believe I won't make you wait for long. Goodbye." After hanging up the phone, Li Qingyang said to Kendin," Let's go, buddy. It's a Spanish restaurant on 84th Avenue. You won't get lost, right?"
"Of course. Boss, did anyone invite you to eat there? It's one of the best Spanish restaurants in New York, or even the entire United States. Ordinary people can't book a table there."
The other party was indeed not an ordinary person. He could even be said to be the elite of the elites. Li Qingyang didn't tell Kendin, afraid of trouble.
Li Qingyang wasn't afraid of what Kendin would do to him, but he was afraid that after Kendin found out who he was, he would ask him about his situation every day. There weren't many people who could make the vice president of Criti treat them to a meal.
Because it was not far from Wall Street, Li Qingyang arrived at his destination in less than 20 minutes even though there was a traffic jam. Li Qingyang gave Kendin 200 dollars and asked him to find a place to eat before walking in.
It wasn't that he didn't want to let Kendin in, but there was no space for him. Li Qingyang didn't want Kendin to disturb him, so he had to do this.
After reporting his name, he was led to a small private room by the waiter. The small private room here was not small in space, but compared to other big bags, the table was smaller and the chairs were fewer. There was no difference.
"Welcome, Mr. Li. He really didn't expect that the stock god who had dominated Wall Street for the past three days was so young. In the words of your dynasty, there are really talented people in every generation."
The person who came was a black man who looked less than fifty years old, but he was not a traditional black man, but more like a mixed-blood.
"Thank you. Your praise is just luck. Compared to Wall Street, which is full of talents, what are my words?”Li Qingyang's tone was very humble, but his face revealed confidence.
Don't say that. There are many people on Wall Street who earn more than Mr. Li, but I've never heard of someone like Mr. Li who has such a low start-up capital, such a short period of time, and such high returns."
Jesse complimented Li Qingyang again. Then, he pointed to the seat beside him and gestured for him to sit down." Please sit down. Let's sit down and talk."
Li Qingyang also drew a sitting position and sat down. "I like to be clean and tidy, I don't like trouble. I know what Mr. Jesse is trying to do. This afternoon, all the famous big banks in America called me."
Jesse didn't say anything and continued to wait for Li Qingyang to continue. He knew that Li Qingyang didn't agree to their request. Otherwise, this dinner would be meaningless. Li Qingyang would also reject him.
" On the way here, I suddenly had an idea. I wonder if Mr. Jesse or the City Bank would be interested in betting with me."
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