The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 38 Old Fox

There is no doubt that Angela Lindwall is the fifth girl to own the Sims system, and this Protestant girl who grew up in the Midwestern United States felt only endless anger after accepting this gift.

Disgusting, extremely disgusting, disgusting beyond words!
What the hell is the first lady of the model website, what the hell are the six blue-blood spokespersons, what the hell is Karl Lagerfeld's muse, they are all bastards who should go to hell!
In reality, she had already vaguely realized some of this when she first appeared on a magazine cover in 94. However, she was still young at the time and didn't understand the underlying implications. Her modeling agency and agent also seemed to be quite considerate of her. Furthermore, the penalty for breach of contract was substantial, and it occasionally helped support the family, so she didn't take it personally. Who could have known that the future would be filled with such disgusting, nauseating, and infuriating things.

Even after she got married and had children, and even moved to the mountains to live, those bastards still wouldn't let her go, as if once she entered that circle, she would be part of it for life. Her carefully chosen husband could only pretend to be ignorant of all this, and even called her a whore when he was pressed.

If she had known this would happen earlier, Angela would never have signed the modeling contract and would rather have stayed in the countryside as a farm wife!
Taking a deep breath, the blonde retracted her gaze, then pursed her lips into a line, thinking about what to do next.

Originally, she had made many plans in her mind about when to face the Son of Satan, but she never thought that she would encounter him in this situation - she initially thought that this system was a gift from God, but after using it many times, she felt that it should be a gift from Satan. After all... God would not give her a skill called "Ten Thousand Ways to Charm".

Ten Thousand Ways to Be Charming (Alluring): When negotiating with others, they often focus on your beauty and forget more important things.

What's more, she always felt that the man in the simulated future who could change her destiny was seducing her.

After so many simulations, all the acceptable endings were related to him. If this so-called system is a gift from Satan, then he is certainly the son of Satan.

However, this would create a paradox. Why would Satan give her a gift? If he wanted her soul, then he wouldn't have to do anything. Wasn't this country already controlled by Satan? He only needed to watch her being arbitrarily dominated by those bastards and then completely corrupted.

Instead of letting his children guide her, let her work hard to get rid of those bastards and work hard to leave that disgusting country.

Thinking of this, Angela suddenly frowned, and an absurd thought popped up in her mind. Could it be that... even Satan thinks that the United States is beyond salvation and hell doesn't want those miscellaneous souls?
Mother.Fucker!

After the car stopped at the bottom of the building, Angela got out, swiped her card to enter the lobby, and took the elevator all the way to the 8th floor.

"Ha, look who's back, it's my boss!" As soon as I entered the office, a sarcastic voice rang out. The girl in an OL uniform was standing by the desk, arranging the documents in categories without even raising her head.

"Annie, I said I was going to look at houses today," Angela said kindly.

"Yes, my mistake. I didn't predict that you would exceed the time limit. Mobile phones are so inconvenient." The young secretary finally straightened up, rolled his eyes, and raised his hands to make quotation marks on both sides of his head.

If someone were here, they would definitely open their eyes wide and wonder if they were reborn in the wrong world. They may not know who Angela Lindwall is, but they definitely know who Anne Hathaway is.

"Okay, Annie, I apologize." Angela said good-temperedly.

"It doesn't matter. After all, I owe you money. It's normal to have to work hard to pay off the debt." Annie said sarcastically.

Angela didn't say anything else, just crossed her arms and looked at her with a smile. After a long moment, Annie sighed and muttered, "On the far left is the JPMorgan Chase report, and then to the right are the third-party real estate research, the documents that need to be signed today, and tomorrow's schedule..."

At last she complained again: "I need an assistant, Angie. This year's work is twice as much as last year, and I only started working officially at the end of last year!" "I found an assistant for you." Angela reminded.

"Ha!" Annie laughed in anger. "Yeah, yeah, but Du Chen is only 15, and Ji Li is a year younger than her. You know what people say about our TS (Towards.Sun) investment? It's like the Boy Scouts' Base Camp!"

Without waiting for Angela to speak, she continued, "Jenny is okay, she's the same age as me, but you said she needs to be observed for the time being and that important matters can't be entrusted to her. Lizzie is completely fine, but you inexplicably asked her to learn to be a housekeeper, and she actually agreed. God, Angie, if you wanted to tire me to death, you could have just said it directly, without beating around the bush!"

"Annie, calm down, Angie," Angela raised her hands and walked over to hug her. "I'm already looking for an assistant from mainland China, but it will take time. If you really need one, then Jenny can do it."

"Really?" Annie looked skeptical.

"Annie!" Angela rolled her eyes immediately.

"Okay, okay," the secretary finally smiled. "Well, if there's nothing else, I'll be out, boss."

"No, there's something else," Angela said seriously, "Buy two first-class tickets for tomorrow's earliest flight to New York. We need to go back right away."

"What happened?" Annie also put away her smile.

"Regarding the shorting of the Nasdaq, I couldn't find the key point, but I didn't expect it was because I was blinded by the light." Angela sighed, "I was overthinking it. My focus was always on emerging IT companies."

Her expression grew serious. "Time is running out. If Cisco's stock had started to decline in March, I could have prepared calmly and used data to convince investors. But now, I just hope they don't get too greedy and continue to fantasize about the stock market rebounding, or pass on the bomb in their hands to someone else. Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to use my power to force a short sale. In that case, even if I'm proven right in the end, I'll have to reshuffle my plans."

"Okay, I understand." Annie instantly became capable and left the office quickly.

Angela pinched her nose, walked to the front of the table, flipped through the documents on it, and looked out the window. The sun was already setting.

It was not easy to get to where we are today. Even with the simulation system, it still took a lot of effort.

She used almost every possible means to save money that would not cause too many adverse consequences, such as gambling, buying lottery tickets, and short-term speculation.

Finally, with the money, she hinted to her agent that she was noticed by a big shot, and thus won him over and successfully got out of the modeling agency.

He then established a private equity fund, constantly maneuvered, gained a certain reputation on Wall Street, and accumulated his current fortune of tens of millions of dollars.

The system was the primary contributor, but her ability to persevere was also an important factor. In the initial simulated futures, they called her the Old Fox, not just because she was pretty enough.

(End of this chapter)