Chapter 722: Surging Golden Space
“How many of them have?”
"Forty or fifty people."
"I understand, boss, I will tell someone to do it." Noodle said.
Hang up the phone, pay for the phone bill, buy Coke popcorn, Shi Shiran returned to the car, and Monroe looked at Jiang Hao in surprise, "Why are you buying these back? Are we going back?"
Jiang Hao smiled, "Don't hurry to go back, wait to watch the show."
"What kind of play?"
"You will know in a while. It should be better than the movie." Jiang Hao said.
Although Monroe was confused, she still watched the movies with peace of mind. The motorcycle parties were making trouble, and no one dared to mess with them.
About ten minutes have passed again, and it has come to the end. In the movie, the male protagonist drives to chase Monroe. Monroe runs quickly in front of her, not wanting to see the male protagonist. Suddenly, a road repair section appears in front of her. Monroe only looks at the back and the car flies out in an instant.
boom!
After several consecutive rolls, the car finally fell to the bottom and smoke came out.
Everyone was stunned,
"Damn! He actually killed Monroe. The director is sick."
"If I were to see the director, I would definitely kill that bastard."
"What's the thing about this movie? Trash, trash, brothers, I smashed it!"
Motorcyclists rioted again, smashing the screen with coke bottles, bricks, and everything they saw.
"Sher!"
There were many holes in the screen, and now I can't watch it at all.
The boss of the Motorcycle Party gave an order, "Brothers, we will retreat after watching the movie!"
"Buzz~buzz~buzz"
The motorcycle started and the guys wanted to leave. At this moment, a series of black cars drove in, with about twenty, surrounding the motorcycles of the motorcycle party. The motorcycle party immediately became angry. Some took out iron chains, some took out steel baseball bats, and some even took out guns.
And the next second,
The car door opened, and countless men in black suits got out of the car, holding pistols, rifles, and even Chicago typewriters, surrounding the group of motorcycle men in the middle.
Faced with countless black guns, the motorcycle players were stunned and looked at each other, not daring to move.
Motorcycle parties dare not be arrogant. One of the guys with a big beard should be the leader of this group of people. He shouted: "We are from the "Youth Brotherhood", you don't want it."
"Bang!"
Just as this guy was halfway through his words, suddenly someone in the black suit shot directly, smashing the bearded man's hand with one shot. The pistol in his hand fell to the ground with blood. The bearded man grabbed his hand and screamed in pain, looking at the men in black in fear.
Other motorcycle men also looked frightened.
"Everyone throws away their weapons, men and women get out of the car and stand separately. If anyone dares to resist, I don't mind sending him a row of bullets." The man in black said gloomy.
"Dingdang!"
"It's so terrible!"
The motorcycle men threw all the guys in their hands on the ground and stood alone one by one. After they stood up, the men in suits split half of them and rushed over with wooden sticks.
The wooden stick hit the men in leather clothes hard, exploded their heads, bearded men, arms, heads, and screams suddenly in the field, and fell to the ground with their heads in their arms, curled up.
"Nonono, don't beat me, what have we done wrong?"
"Woooooooooooooooooooooo, we just love motorcycles, we didn't mess with you."
These guys were beaten and cried bitterly. The dozen or so motorcycle girls were so scared that they squeezed together, like a group of little chickens. They always felt that motorcycle men were extremely cool, but unexpectedly, a group of real underworld came and they immediately became timid.
In the car, Monroe looked at the scene in front of her in surprise. Thinking of Jiang Hao's previous actions, she turned to look at Jiang Hao, "Jon, did you call these people?"
Jiang Hao smiled, "I called my friend and they ruined my movie premiere, and I feel like I should teach them some lessons."
"It seems that you are very familiar with the Italian mafia people?" Monroe thought about the previous filming in Chicago and Miami.
"The United States is very chaotic. If you want to gain a foothold in society, you need to know many people and have a lot of identities."
Monroe nodded and said in a very strong sense of recognition of Jiang Hao.
Outside,
After the group of men in black beat the motorcycle men, they ordered them to pile up the motorcycles together and pour gasoline on their own. Someone lit a cigarette and threw the lighter over.
"boom!!!"
The piled motorcycles suddenly ignited a raging fire, and the flames reflected the faces of motorcycle men mixed with pain and sorrow.
This is a typical representative of a group of pretentious people struck by lightning.
In October, Jiang Hao came to "Andy Dufren Investment Securities Company", walked through the office area, and came to the luxuriously decorated boss's office. Jiang Hao looked around and nodded and said:
"That should be true. Customers won't know how much money you have in your account, but they will feel whether you have it through some external things. This is why rich people need to decorate themselves with luxury goods."
"Boss, this wave of operations is about to close, so I'll ask you to come and have a look." Andy gave him a glass of red wine.
"Is the Pharmaceutical Research Institute? What's the situation now?" Jiang Hao asked with interest.
"Originally, the bonds of the Pharmaceutical Institute were only $0.12 per share, and no one was interested in it before, so I found Luther Foster, the owner of the Pharmaceutical Institute, who is a professor at Hopkins University.
He was very happy about my arrival. His pharmaceutical research institutes and pharmaceutical factories are now facing great financial pressure. If he can't get money, he will be in danger of bankruptcy, and then all his previous decades of efforts will be in vain.
I proposed to acquire bonds to help him operate, and he agreed immediately, and said he would fully cooperate with us. Haha, sometimes when scientists come into the business team, his nature will change because his mentality will change.
I bought 97% of the bonds, spending a total of 23 million yuan. Last month, Luther Foster announced that their institute's research on hepatitis B treatment drugs has made a huge breakthrough and is expected to produce the first batch of drugs to comprehensively treat hepatitis B within this year.
When this news came out, many people began to pay attention to this pharmaceutical research institute. During this period, I kept hyping this information to keep the temperature still. At the same time, I revealed some information to the market that bonds from this pharmaceutical research institute will flow out, but it is difficult to get it.
Now, the valuation of the bonds at the Pharmaceutical Research Institute has reached $0.55 per bill, which has increased 4 times. Boss, do you think you can take action now?" Andy asked.
In less than half a year, it increased by 4 times, which was definitely an amazing income. Jiang Hao smiled, "Andy, you can't be too greedy, you can take action."
Andy also smiled, "I understand the boss."
In the room, the two raised their glasses to celebrate the upcoming harvest season.
One day in November,
Jiang Hao drove to a villa, and the noodles stood at the door, shook hands with Jiang Hao with a smile, "Boss, welcome to your manor."
Jiang Hao looked at the beautiful manor and said, "Why did you think of giving me a house? I can't live here forever."
"You may live outside, but your money always needs a place to settle down." Noodles led Jiang Hao to the basement, which had been transformed into a vault. When the vault door was opened, Jiang Hao saw half a room full of banknotes.
"Boss, our business is getting better and better. This is your share in the past six months, totaling US$80 million." Noodles said.
Eighty million US dollars, this is definitely a wealth that only a millionaire has in the United States today. Jiang Hao converted it in his mind. The current price of gold is 35 yuan per ounce. Just this amount of money can buy more than 60 tons of gold, which can increase Jiang Hao's space by three cubic meters.
Now he has 5 cubic meters, otherwise, he should make up 10 cubic meters at once, and this thought suddenly arose in Jiang Hao's mind.
"Noodles, you have a lot of cash in your hand," Jiang Hao asked.
"Yes, I also have 60 million in cash. I'm worried about how they will transform into a legal source of funds." Noodles said.
Jiang Hao patted his shoulder and said, "Transport the sixty million yuan over, I will give you 40 million yuan of legal funds."
"Boss, are you still involved in money laundering business?" Noodles said in surprise.
"Find friends."
Charge a fee of more than 30%. Within a reasonable range, the noodles also save yourself from finding someone. "No problem, I'll get someone to get them in a while."
"That money will be in place tomorrow, Swiss Bank, you can handle the rest yourself." Jiang Hao said.
"Is Swiss bank? It's so good, I saved me from transferring the money myself." Noodles said.
In fact, this money was earned by Andy's financial manipulation a few days ago. After closing the network, the company made a total of more than 80 million yuan. Including the share of other shareholders and Andy's share, Jiang Hao received more than 50 million yuan, and the money was deposited directly into the Swiss Bank.
As for the financial company, more than 40 million yuan of operating funds are still left, which are all the money of other investors. Now that the investment company makes a lot of money, these people will not leave, but want to send it to it.
Andy has now contacted certain funds, investment banks, and insurance companies. In the next step, he is preparing to get the money out of these wealthy financial institutions.
night,
Jiang Hao was the only one in the manor. He came to the underground vault and opened the heavy door. The banknotes inside were nearly twice as many as during the day, and half of the room was piled up. Jiang Hao reached in and touched the banknotes.
Every bill here has a bloody smell, but countless people are fascinated by it.
"absorb!"
“Convert into space.”
Brush brush
The banknotes in the underground vault disappeared in bundles and entered Jiang Hao's space. The next moment, they would be absorbed and converted by the space, and Jiang Hao's space was also increasing little by little.
6 cubic meters,
8 cubic meters,
10 cubic meters.
Jiang Hao cheered in his heart, and after a lot of hardships, he finally broke through 10 cubic meters.
How big is 10 cubic meters?
It's very big, he can put down more than 190 tons of gold.
"To be honest!" said the readers fiercely.
Chapter completed!