Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 539: First meeting with the witch, human relationship

"Why so sudden?" Mou Xianmin helped Li You buy the plane ticket.

"It happened suddenly," Li You put on his clothes and felt that it was time to prepare the private plane.

He left the matter of purchasing the phone to Mou Xianmin and asked her to keep an eye on it.

He hurried to where Quan Jae-joon had parked his car.

"President," Jeon Jae-jun said softly, "When are you planning to return?"

As the car started to move, Li You slowly closed his eyes, "I'm not sure yet."

San Francisco Hospital.

An Shangjiu pushed the door and entered the ward again.

Looking at the girl who had not woken up yet, An Shangjiu stared at her for more than ten seconds.

"Follow the highest level of protection measures."

He waved his hand and called the two into the room, "Except for medical staff, no one else is allowed to approach."

"Even if you're a doctor, you have to examine me thoroughly."

"Understood," the plainclothes security guard nodded seriously.

The witch was lying on the hospital bed. Even though this was a hospital and there were guards here, it still felt many times more comfortable than in the deep underground research laboratory.

She soon felt sleepy and did not resist, allowing herself to fall into a deep sleep.

The white light of the early morning flickered in the corridors of this underground research institute, looking exceptionally cold and ruthless. The pungent iron smell came from the bloodstains on the walls and the ground.

Drops of blood slowly slid down the wall, gathering into small pools of deep red.

Those pools of blood were like dried-up dark red rivers, solidifying the tragedy of the past.

The corpses were lying all over the place, casually covered with white cloth. They were forgotten sacrifices and silent garbage.

The witch suddenly woke up and looked around, but did not find any corpses around.

Is it a dream or something else?
Far away in the corridors of the underground research institute in Los Angeles, many transformed people had strong vitality. Some bodies lay quietly under white cloth, but occasionally a trembling hand would try to uncover a corner of the white cloth, but as the gunmen sent by the head office opened fire, their hands fell heavily to the ground.

In the laboratory with closed doors on both sides, you can see the silver-white laboratory equipment inside. They were roughly pushed over by someone before he died, and glass fragments were scattered all over the floor, reflecting a faint cold light.

The mixture of disinfectant and blood was exactly the same smell that Witch No. 1 smelled in the passage at that time, cold and disgusting.

There are already members cleaning up the battlefield in the corridor, and it will take some time to remove the poison gas from the laboratory.

These people who were cleaning the battlefield were moving mechanically. They were more familiar with how to wield the tools and then tried to erase all traces.

They used various cleaning tools to clean the bloodstains, but because Zhao Xian was too ruthless in the end, many sticky organs and human parts were on the ground and walls, which still made them want to vomit.

The security guards wore protective clothing and tried to keep an expressionless face as they dragged the corpse. Their movements were mechanical and slow, and every movement carried the heavy weight of the deceased.

The door to the control room was open, but only the faint sound of clocks echoed in the space.

Dr. Bai sat in his office with his hands folded on the table, staring coldly at the two people in front of the table.

There was no fluctuation in her eyes, she just stared at Zhao Xian and Captain Cui indifferently.

“So now we can’t find the person?”

Last night, the cyborgs who wanted to escape upstairs certainly did not succeed. Zhao Xian stopped them and beat them up so badly that it looked a bit ugly.

But Captain Cui couldn't find anyone.

"Maybe he has been taken away?" Zhao Xian asked suddenly.

"." Captain Cui looked exhausted, and nodded heavily, "We checked some of the surrounding surveillance and did find some suspicious vehicles and people, but we don't know where to find them..."

"I'm afraid we need to deal with the Los Angeles transportation department, and it may take a few days to sort it out."

Dr. Bai looked at them coldly and laughed out loud, "In that case..."

"Then there's no need to look for him," Dr. Bai lowered his eyes, "He's just a child anyway. He can't cause any trouble."

"Not to mention that even if she doesn't use it at all, or even suppresses her abilities, she can only live to 18 or 19 years old at most if it's not cured."

Dr. White made the same choice as in the original film.

When they couldn't find the problem in the open, they simply gave up and didn't cause any more trouble.

She was confident that no one except them could make the brain repair agent. If No. 1 wanted to survive, he would come back sooner or later.

"You guys should work hard from now on," Dr. Bai smiled warmly at this time, "The head office kept you because they value you. If you work hard, nothing will happen to you."

Zhao Xian hesitated for two seconds and nodded silently.

Captain Cui was just about to nod when he saw Zhao Xian's body tremble violently from the corner of his eye. The black line on his arm began to spread to his neck.

Captain Cui turned his head and looked at Zhao Xian, with no expression on his face.

Dr. Bai even looked at him with amusement for a while, watching Zhao Xian endure the pain.

Dr. Bai's attitude towards his sister's so-called "confidant" has always been ambiguous.

Seeing Zhao Xian's face twitching, Dr. Bai opened the safe under his desk and handed Zhao Xian a bottle of repair agent.

"You use this one first," Dr. Bai smiled.

Zhao Xian's palms were shaking when she stretched out her hand. She quickly took the repair agent and injected it into her body, which relieved her pain.

For her, a cyborg between the first and second generations, brain repair agents cannot bring her much help. Perhaps the only effect is to relieve pain.

After watching the two people walk away, Dr. Bai put away his smile and tapped the information of Witch No. 1 on the table.

"What will happen to you?"

Dr. Bai turned off the lights, looked at the computer screen quietly for a while, and then gently closed the computer.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, having just completed a satisfying experiment.

The corridor outside the control room gradually fell into silence.

Also in San Francisco, California, the flight from Incheon landed in San Francisco the next morning.

When Li You arrived at the San Francisco Hospital surrounded by a crowd of people, Patient No. 1 in the ward was eating on the bed.

He stopped outside the ward and observed the girl inside for a while.

"When we asked her questions," An Shangjiu said with a wry smile, "she either remained silent or shook her head."

"You are still young, so none of our methods will work."

He was also helpless. These were not the people they had captured on the Korean Peninsula, whom they could make talk with all kinds of tactics.

"The doctor said there might be some short-term memory problems."

Li You chuckled and patted An Shangjiu on the shoulder. "Children who can pretend to be innocent are the ones who can deceive others."

'Gu Ziyun' lost his memory?
Li You was totally unconvinced by this.

When he opened the door, the witch on the hospital bed raised her head, looked at Li You quietly, and then quickly lowered her head.

Perhaps due to a mutation in her brain, the witch has an ability that she has never told anyone about.

It was a powerful intuition that was almost like mind reading, allowing her to easily detect the good and evil of others.

She is very nervous now.

It wasn't that I sensed any ill intentions from the man in front of me, but that I couldn't sense anything at all, which made me so nervous.

This meant she couldn't make any of her little plans accordingly.

Li You waved his hand to let his men go out, including An Sangjiu and Quan Jaejun.

"You don't have amnesia," Li You sat on the sofa in the independent ward. When he saw the witch's reaction, he knew that she was fine.

"As someone who escaped from that research institute," Li You looked at the pass, Daniel's face on it looked big and fat, "you are not an ordinary child."

The witch raised her head and looked at Li You quietly, her eyes full of confusion.

"You don't have to act like that," Li You leaned against the sofa, letting the sun shine on him. "I'm very familiar with the head office of the institute. You are number one in the 'Witch Project'."

Before he finished speaking, Li You noticed that the fruit knife next to the fruit basket on the table was shaking slightly.

He picked up a fruit knife and peeled an apple for himself, "Don't use your ability again."

"Otherwise, you will have to live a lot less."

The witch was stunned, "Agassi"

"who are you?"

"Not acting anymore?" Li You looked at her with raised eyebrows while chewing an apple.

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"I guess so." Li You thought for a moment, "Waiting to share the hunters of the research institute?"

"Hunter?" The witch lowered her head and thought for a while, with a maturity that did not match her age on her face.

"I am valuable, can you help me?"

Li You clapped his hands and looked at her, "Okay."

Although the witch is still young, she is still violent and cold-blooded in her bones.

Just like the girl who was adopted by the Gu couple on the farm, after she grew up
The farm's cow died, and so did its dog.

For a while, her adoptive father wanted to send her away because he was afraid that the child they were raising was not a human being.

I even felt regretful and thought I shouldn't have adopted her.

However, this kind of violence and cold-bloodedness can be overcome by growth experience.

"Recuperate here for a few days first," Li You looked her over, "I just happened to have some things to do in the United States. After that, I'll take you back to the Korean Peninsula."

After leaving the ward, Li You still asked An Shangjiu to keep a close eye on her.

The flight distance from San Francisco to New York is 2,579 miles. Li You arrived at the New York airport in the afternoon via a direct flight.

Li You was sitting in the car, and the New York skyline was shining with golden light at dusk.

The classic hotel stands quietly at a busy intersection.

But few people enter this hotel.

"Continental Hotel." Li You looked at it through the glass.

He got out of the car, and when he opened the door, the wind chimes at the door jingled in the breeze, as if welcoming the traveler entering.

The first moment you push the door open, you are greeted by a calming woody scent, along with a hint of warmth.

There were quite a few tables in the hotel lobby, and there were indeed some guests sitting inside, mostly in groups of three or four, chatting and laughing about all sorts of intrigues.

The dark wooden surface of the service desk on the right has been polished to a shine, and small green plants are placed next to the door.

Li You looked around the interior of the hotel. No matter from which angle you looked at it, it was in the style of the 1970s.

Behind the service desk on the right stood a black man in a tuxedo. His smile was warm and friendly.

"Sir," smiled the black man, Charon, "welcome to the Continental Hotel. How may I help you?"

"Have a drink."

Charon looked at him with a smile, somewhat unsure whether Li You was actually a member of the underground world.

As he was thinking about it, he saw Li You and Quan Zaijun walking slowly through the hallway, their footsteps muffled on the thick carpet.

Charon behind the service desk frowned and looked at their backs. These were unfamiliar faces in New York.

Li You threw a gold coin, which drew a graceful arc in the air and landed steadily on the bar.

The female bartender at the bar took the gold coin thrown by Li You. She looked at it with some surprise. The gold coin was shining brightly under the light.

"What would you like to drink?"

"long Island Ice Tea."

"Good taste," the bartender smiled, and turned his wrist slightly. The wine glass drew a graceful arc in the air while mixing the cocktail. A crisp sound was heard, and the amber liquid was poured into the glass, and bubbles rose gently.

When it was presented to Li You, the wine had the color of black tea.

Li You picked up the wine glass and moved to a seat not far away and sat down. Quan Zaijun followed him silently on both sides.

Li You took a sip of the cocktail. Cocktails can be found everywhere, but Long Island Iced Tea with such authentic taste is rare. It is obvious that the bartender at the Continental Hotel is more capable.

Long Island Iced Tea originated from Long Island in New York, USA. It is a cocktail that looks like black tea in color. The alcohol used in the blending process is basically spirits with an alcohol content of more than 40 degrees.

Jeon Jae-joon's muscles were tense at his side and his eyes were alert.

"Don't be so nervous," Li You threw him a gold coin, "Go get yourself a drink. The Continental Hotel has its own rules."

Quan Zaijun was stunned for a moment, then nodded and walked towards the bar.

Li You was quietly sipping wine at the table, and a few minutes later he welcomed the guest he had been waiting for.

A burly old man in a well-fitting suit came over with a glass of wine. His beard did not look messy, but was trimmed neatly, giving him a touch of elegance.

He stood beside Li You's table with a drink in hand and bowed slightly, his voice low and polite: "Can I sit here?"

The old man spoke with a transatlantic accent that was slightly British, and it was obvious that he had lived in Britain for a long time.

Li You raised his head, raised the wine glass in his hand, smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Winston," the old man raised his glass and clinked it with Li You's, "the manager of this hotel."

"plum."

Winston has been the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York for decades. He knows almost all the killers, bounty hunters, and important members of the New York criminal group who come to New York. He is very sure that this Asian is the only one missing from his memory over the years.

For people whose background he didn't know, Winston kept his usual practice and went up to them personally to find out the details.

"I know you," Li You said with a smile, "the most famous hotel manager in the underground world."

Winston smiled modestly. In a completely dark world, he behaved very comfortably from beginning to end, with an air of not taking anything to heart.

In most cases, the High Table is the highest authority, but continental hotels in various places have extremely high autonomy.

Including managers of each division:
Winston in New York, Julius in Rome, Sophia Al Azwa in Casablanca, Hiroshi Shimazu in Osaka, etc., all of these people have full control over the operation and business of their respective hotels.

The High Table provides them with various protective rules, such as prohibiting all forms of killing in the hotel, but it also has the right to cancel any rule.

In most cases, the High Table doesn't bother to care about the internal affairs of the hotel, as long as the rules they set are not violated, except.
Things that the future John Wick would do. "Thank you for the compliment," Winston still maintained that polite smile, watching as Li You's drink was about to finish, and snapped his fingers at the bartender over there.

"I'll buy this cup."

"Mr. Li, how long do you plan to stay in New York this time?" Winston said, "Transportation in New York has not been very convenient recently."

What he said happened exactly yesterday. In the early morning of December 20th, the New York Transit Workers Union and the transit authority failed to reach an agreement, and the city's transit system went on strike.

Including subways and buses, which have now lost hundreds of millions of dollars.

"Me?" Li You shook his glass. "Who knows? I have some friends in New York."

Winston nodded slightly and said nothing more.

The two of them drank two glasses of wine happily, and Winston left the table with an excuse, probably to investigate Li You.

Of course, he may have guessed Li You's identity.

Li You left the empty wine glass on the table, stood up and Quan Jae-jun beside him hurriedly followed.

The two walked to the door under the gazes of the assassins in the lobby. The receptionist Charon bowed slightly and said, "Welcome to come again next time."

"Thank you for your hospitality, Charon."

"It's my pleasure," Karon was polite, but he was not sure how Li You knew his name.

Li You nodded slightly and walked out of the Continental Hotel.

After the doorbell rang, Charon saw through the small window that the two people got into the car and walked away. He quickly turned the sign on the service desk over and took the elevator to the top floor.

"Did you tell him my name?" Charon demanded.

"No," said Winston, puffing smoke.

"Sir," Charon said solemnly, "he is not on the list."

Winston stood on the small balcony, smoking silently. He had just watched the car go away. When he heard Charon speak, he waved his hand, "Don't worry, Charon."

As the concierge at the Continental Hotel in New York, Charon is both the face of the hotel and the sentry at the door, obligated to keep an eye out for those with unknown identities.

Winston comforted Charon, who was calm and composed most of the time, and was very responsible as a concierge.
He is absolutely loyal to Winston and will strictly complete any task assigned by Winston without fail.

"He is not our enemy," Winston walked back and closed the small door to the balcony, blocking the cold wind at the end of the year outside.

Charon looked at his old friend of several decades, the hotel manager whom he had helped since he was young. He fell silent and returned to his former calmness.

"You care about him a lot?" Winston was curious. "It's rare to see you so unstable."

Charon shook his head. "I just don't want the hotel to become unstable again."

“Especially with the disturbance caused by Hux and Edgar Wu some time ago. If Mr. Wick hadn’t come to help us, I’m afraid we would have been tortured by Hux for a longer time.”

(Hex and Edgar Wu come from the game "John Wick: Chapter 11", which takes place before the first movie and is the first time Charon and Wake meet.)
Thinking of Hux, Winston was silent.

The legendary killer had stopped for a long time, until last year when he suddenly kidnapped him and Charon just to lure John Wick over.

Although Edgar was killed by Wick, Hux escaped, so Charon paid special attention to Asian faces, fearing that it was someone sent by Hux again.

"You remember what Hux said," Charon said solemnly, "He said that you have a higher purpose in life, and this purpose requires some drama."

"I don't think that's a bad thing, Charon."

Winston smiled. "He does have some truth in what he says."

"As for today's guest," Winston did not reveal Li You's identity to Charon, "he is not our enemy, Charon."

Seeing Winston's repeated expression, Charon still maintained the politeness of a receptionist and said, "I'm glad you have an idea."

"Li!" Willump came up to him from his office in surprise. He pulled Li You to the window of his office and looked at New York. "How is it? The view from the highest point in New York now."

Li You's visit to New York this time, in addition to visiting the Continental Hotel and Winston, was more importantly to maintain his network of relationships here.

The New York skyline is completely unobstructed at this height. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the Manhattan district in front of you unfolds slowly like a delicate tapestry.

Manhattan is the most densely populated of New York City's five boroughs, but also the smallest.

It is worth mentioning that Li You is currently
It was the Empire State Building, which had been the tallest building in the world for decades.

I don’t know what the butterfly effect is, but Willump did not sell the Empire State Building for more than 50 million US dollars like Li You did in his previous life, but kept it for his own use.

The streets of Manhattan are intertwined like a spider web. Yellow taxis are like busy ants, moving through the densely packed roads, and occasionally a double-decker bus passes slowly by.

"That's the 'crossroads of the world,'" Willump laughed, pointing to a location for Li You, "It's also Times Square, which is known as the 'center of the world.'"

For some reason, Willump always seems so enthusiastic.

but
Li You looked at the Diet Coke stuffed in his hand with a strange expression on his face.

Willump opened the can and took a sip. "This is truly the greatest invention in human history."

"." Li You just smiled and nodded, and joined the group drinking Coke.

Willump and Li You sat down on the sofa and smiled as they turned the topic to business. "Li, do you have a shopping platform?"

Li You raised his eyebrows and looked at Willump, "Yes, there is one, but the range is not large."

Taowu delivery is still operated by Yoon Hyun-woo, and now the scope has expanded to Gyeonggi Province and recruited many employees.

But if it was seen by a local American real estate developer like Willump, it could only be intentional.

Before real estate, Li You never forgot that this old guy was an investment tycoon with great brains.

“I’ve invested a lot of money in Amazon recently,” Willump said with a grin. “Their model is somewhat similar to the one you’re running.”

“According to what they say,” Willump seemed to be thinking carefully, “they are currently developing a new one.”

“Cloud platform?”

Li You suddenly realized what he had forgotten.

For such a long time, in his plan, Taowu Waizo has always been a platform that can bring together shopping, ordering, delivery and errands, but in his conception, the cloud platform is an essential core.

The cloud platform can replace many upfront infrastructure investments with low monthly costs, greatly reducing the time and cost of building local infrastructure, and ordering and payment on the platform will also be more convenient.

Reducing labor costs is an obvious thing, with only a fraction of the cost of traditional infrastructure required.

Not to mention that it will be very useful for future mobile phones. For example, with the help of cloud platforms, various available applications can be developed more quickly. Even after development, hundreds or even thousands of servers can be deployed for testing according to the amount of resources required.

But Li You just forgot about it. Even though the operating and development costs of future mobile phones are rising, he didn't think about it.

If only I were a guy in the IT industry, Li You felt a little regretful.

"While it's still cheap," Willump said with a smile, noticing Li You's expression, "Would you like to invest a little?"

Is this... solicitation?

This is an obvious good project. For Amazon, they launched their own membership system this year, and the AWS (Amazon Cloud Platform) they built is about to mature.

It was launched the next year, and the cloud platform was commercialized, with services to assist third-party sellers. In 2007, it was expanded to 28 major product categories, and within three years the prototype of the future "universal store" was completed, completely ushering in its take-off as a shopping platform.

Li You clearly felt Willump's gesture of goodwill. He was a little puzzled, but still extended his hand solemnly.

Willump smiled and shook his hand.

When Willump pressed the button to order food, Li You had already gone to the other side to make a phone call, impatiently reminding Chen Daojun.

"Cloud platform?" Chen Daojun was a little confused at first, but after Li You's simple explanation, he realized how much progress this would bring to their IT industry.

In Li You's previous life, in addition to Amazon, Google's CEO first proposed the concept of "cloud computing" at a conference.

This is the first time in the history of cloud computing development that this concept has been formally proposed.

Therefore, in the future, cloud computing and cloud platforms have become the research areas that large enterprises focus on.

Taowu had a year to develop and build its business. Although it could not reach the scale of Amazon, it was able to easily capture the Korean Peninsula market by keeping up with the trend, learning and drawing lessons from it.

Turning around and looking at the McDonald's on the table, Li You fell silent again.

He had indeed heard of Willump's two great hobbies, but he didn't expect to see them so soon.

“My standard meal,” Willump said after dividing up the food on the table, “is two Big Macs, two Filet-O-Fish, and a large chocolate milkshake.”

"Since you were just on the phone, I ordered the same one for you."

Seeing Li You's strange look, Willump shrugged, "It's not like I'm the only one who likes it. Buffett only eats McDonald's for breakfast, and Gates even has a McDonald's platinum card."

"All of our investors love to eat. Those who don't like to eat are not good investors."

Li You was silent for a while, "Give me another serving of spicy chicken wings."

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Willump thought about it, and suddenly realized while chewing his burger, "You probably can't eat it. It's a special supply from the other side of the strait. The ones made here don't taste good."

"Then give me another helping of fries."

"Good."

After finishing the McDonald's meal, Willump chatted with him for a long time, and then took him to meet Ivanka Willump, the current vice president of the Willump Group.

“Ivanka,” Willump said, introducing the two. “Is Jared in New York?”

"Hello," Li You and Ivanka shook hands after exchanging names.

“Jared,” Ivanka shook her head, “he went to see his father.”

After a brief encounter, when Ivanka said she was still busy with work, Willump could only shake his head regretfully and go play golf with Li You.

Originally, Willump wanted to call on his Jewish future son-in-law Jared to introduce the two to each other, but this guy's father was involved in a political donation case this year and is now in jail in another state. Jared flies over to visit him every week.

After listening to Willump's explanation, Li You expressed his understanding.

The afternoon sun was bright and the temperature was not too cold.

The outdoor golf course is still a green field, and the court is paved as delicately as a green carpet. There is sea breeze blowing in the distance, and the blue sky makes the outdoors even brighter.

Li You and Willump were swinging their clubs on the golf course. A breeze blew, and the tips of the grass swayed gently, bringing a hint of coolness.

“Good fight,” Willump praised. “You really just started playing for a while?”

As he spoke, he swung the club with great force. The ball flew into the distance along an arc and landed at the designated location.

"I'm not bad either," he said with a smile on his face and a smug look in his eyes.

There were occasional laughs and jokes between the two during their conversation.

“Lee,” Willump was a little curious, “How did you get to where you are today on the Korean Peninsula?”

In fact, Willump considered many things, but one very important point is.
The cooperation between the American Golden Gate Company and some government departments is getting closer and closer. The American Golden Gate Company, which has a large number of employees, has greatly developed itself with the help of the two wars in Iraq and Afghanistan that have not yet ended.

Among domestic security companies in the United States, Golden Gate Corporation may not be ranked number one, but it still has a chance of being in the top three.

When you have connections and money, you will naturally win the respect of others.

"In a sense, I am just riding the wave after wave," Li You twisted his wrist. "If we really talk about very professional things, maybe I don't understand them."

"If it's in the investment field, I don't think I'm qualified to work with you. You overestimate me."

“Overestimate? That may not be the case…” Willump shook his head and stroked his smooth chin. “As long as you have perseverance and patience, this era is good enough for people to live well.”

"Investing is not only about connections and money, but also about the future," Willump said, becoming philosophical. "Value investing never goes out of style."

In his mind, connections are equal to money.

However, he needs to build bridges, manage personal connections, and establish win-win channels, which involves the allocation of many resources.

In managing personal connections, mutual understanding is the first step, and the second step is
Just test the value through one or two communications, or one or two collaborations.

For example, the Amazon investment project proposed by Willump today is his first olive branch.

This will make Li You and him potential future collaborators.

Li You laughed. Willump's meaning was clearly expressed.

After playing golf, when Li You was about to return to the hotel, Willump returned to the building leisurely.

"Dad," Ivanka expressed her surprise at this time, and was even quite surprised, "You talked to him today, and you have such a good impression of him?"

She knew her father too well. He was the kind of man who would never do anything without a profit.

"You think so highly of him?"

Willump curled his lips and smiled bitterly, "You have to know that his current net worth is higher than mine, but the news is not widely circulated among us."

Ivanka had never heard of this before. She was a little surprised. "Him? Really?"

"Of course," Willump nodded. "Small places have their own advantages. It's easy to grow bigger, expand the business territory, and accumulate huge assets."

"There are far fewer competitors on the Korean Peninsula than here, but it's a very exclusive place," Willump said with some regret. "There's no harm in making friends with him."

"I helped him today. Maybe I can get his help in the future when I need it more urgently."

Li You returned to the hotel in a particularly good mood today, mainly because he had achieved his goals.

As he changed into his pajamas, he thought about today's unexpected surprise.

It's mainly about Willump. Li You originally came just to maintain the relationship between the two parties and see if there is any possibility of cooperation in the future. He also wants to use Willump to allow the security services of the American Golden Gate Company to further penetrate into the circle of wealthy people.

Unexpectedly, Willump gave him a better project in advance, which made him particularly happy.

After playing golf, Willump gave Amazon's contact information to Li You before leaving, and had already said hello.

In Li You's view, this kind of project is tantamount to giving money away.

Li You thought about the return of favor for a moment and turned his attention to the US financial crisis more than two years later.

At the beginning of the millennium, the U.S. real estate industry saw a decline in interest rates, which led to higher housing prices and a gradual increase in demand for houses.

So until now, everything seems to be going well, but both investment banks and banks assume that housing prices are on an upward trend.

Just the future
Because the loan review was extremely relaxed, everyone was buying houses and housing prices continued to rise. When housing prices reached a certain height, people found that they could not afford it even with a loan. In addition, the Federal Reserve raised interest rates at this time, and housing prices began to fall continuously.

As a result, the original home buyers found that their houses were becoming less and less valuable, and began to mortgage their houses to banks and stopped repaying their loans.

Eventually, the situation intensified and the US financial crisis turned into a global financial crisis in a short period of time.

Willump will naturally suffer huge losses here and be forced to abandon many of his investments.

Help him if you have the chance, Li You smiled.

For him, favors from others are the easiest to repay, and Willump even owes him a big favor after this incident.

(End of this chapter)