The American Kill Line: I Can Predict the Future

News of Hunter Capital's celebration at the Ritz-Carlton Hotel quickly spread throughout Wall Street.

As is well known, Hunter Capital offers its employees the highest level of compensation in the industry, both in terms of base salary and commission.

More importantly, the boss, Ron Hunter, was particularly generous.

Every time they make money, they always allocate tens of millions of dollars as employee bonuses.

This is unique on the entire Wall Street.

It's worth noting that Hunter Capital currently has fewer than 40 employees in total.

The prize money is worth tens of millions of dollars, with each person receiving $25.

It doesn't sound like a lot, but they've already posted three times in less than two months since they were founded.

This has left some of the Wall Street elites who were initially skeptical of it feeling somewhat resentful.

After all, many people had the opportunity to get on board when Hunter Capital was first established.

I just thought it was a small, newly established private equity firm, so I chose to wait and see.

As a result, Hunter Capital made a stunning turnaround in just one month.

The terrifying 300% return rate directly broke the historical record of Wall Street private equity funds.

Even top Wall Street giants with billions in assets have to take Hunter Capital seriously.

Nobody turns down money, especially tech giants.

Rather than saying they chose Hunter Capital, it would be more accurate to say that Hunter Capital chose them as its allies.

As night fell, the General Manager of The Ritz-Carlton Hotel personally greeted the guests at the entrance.

After learning the news, several media outlets, including The Wall Street Journal and The New York Times, rushed to the Ritz-Carlton.

Media reporters and Wall Street investors alike are speculating why these financial giants, who haven't met in years, are all here at the same time.

At the TEP Building, TEP was a little unhappy when he learned that Ron had changed the company's team-building hotel to the Ritz-Carlton.

Upon learning the list of guests attending, especially the presence of several party leaders, Trump became uneasy.

"Ivanka, call Kushner, we're going to Ron's victory celebration tonight."

"Dad, Ron invited us?" Ivanka asked.

"NO!" Tep said confidently, "I'm different from them. Ron is my good friend, and we're attending his dinner as friends."

"..." Ivanka was speechless.

Ron was currently entertaining guests in another small, private banquet hall in the hotel.

When his assistant Thomas reported that Tep had come uninvited, he was quite bewildered.

Did he say why he came?

"No, I just said it was a friend's blessing."

"This works?"

Ron was a little annoyed.

Is this old guy really going against the grain?

But since they're already here, we should at least meet them.

"Tepp".

"Ron, my friend." Tep stood at the entrance of the banquet hall and gave Ron a hug.

Those who don't know them might think they've been friends for years.

Ron's lips twitched, then he smiled and greeted Big Ivan:

"Ivanka, it's been a long time."

"Ron."

Ivanka was quite embarrassed. Her husband promptly refused to see her father, who was showing up uninvited.

Trump, completely oblivious to the impoliteness of his actions, gestured towards the banquet hall and said:

"Ron, I considered you a good friend, but you've forgotten me."

"If it weren't for Big Ivan, who the hell would remember you?" Ron thought to himself, but said with a smile:

"It's just a company team building event, how could I possibly bother you with something so small?"

"I heard Charles and Bloomberg are here too. You'd better watch out. I know them very well, I know them very, very well, and they're not pushovers."

Tep looked worried and concerned for Ron.

"Really? I'll ask Charles and Bloomberg later if it's really as you say."

Ron was speechless and, without giving the old man any face, directly taunted him.

To everyone's surprise, Trump wasn't embarrassed at all. Instead, he said, "No need to wait. I'll go in with you. Don't worry, with me here, they won't dare to do anything to you."

Before Ron could reply, he pushed open the door and entered.

Damn... Ron was completely dumbfounded. How could someone be so shameless?

Ivanka, standing to the side, was mortified, but had to pretend to be calm and smooth things over for her father.

"Ron, don't mind him. Dad just heard that an old friend was here, so he came over to say hello and then left."

Ron looked utterly dejected. "Do you believe me, Ivanka?"

Ivanka gave an awkward laugh.

Although Ron wanted nothing more than to pin the old man to the ground and beat him up, what could he do now that the man was already inside?

"Let's go in, Ivanka."

"Thanks!"

"I heard you can't drink alcohol lately? Is champagne okay? You know, I've never had children, so I don't really know much about it."

"Actually, I can drink a little bit of red wine too."

"Let's have champagne instead."

After Ron came in, he took the champagne from the waiter and handed it to Big Ivan.

He then raised a glass of red wine to Ivanka and said, "Congratulations, Ivanka, you're going to be a mother soon. I really hope it's a daughter, so she'll look like you and be beautiful."

If I can't handle you, you old bastard, I can at least flirt with your daughter.

However, Ivanka's outfit tonight was indeed stunning.

A blue evening gown perfectly accentuated her voluptuous figure.

Both were models and both have voluptuous figures, but Kate can't compare to Ivankov.

It's not just the difference between a mature woman and a young girl, but also their temperament.

Ivanka took a sip of champagne and pursed her lips. "Thank you! Ron, you should also hurry up and get married. Most importantly, you need to have a child."

Perhaps Ron rose to prominence too quickly. In the wealthy circles Ivanka knew, men of his age, even if divorced, would definitely have children.

This concerns the issue of inheritance.

"You're right," Ron agreed wholeheartedly. "It's just a pity I haven't met the right person yet."

"Ron, you're too modest. I believe that if you were willing, those socialites from those families would definitely be willing to marry you."

Although Ron frequently changed female companions, Ivanka and everyone around him did not believe that those women would be Ron's partners.

Ron shrugged. "I don't know any socialites. How about Ivanka introduce me to someone?"

"Okay, what type do you like? I'll help you pick one."

"As long as you're beautiful and outstanding, that's enough." Since her father and husband weren't around, Ron flirted with her without restraint.

Ivanka's expression changed: "You're joking, Ron. Girls like me are everywhere in New York."

"You think I'm flattering you?" Ron stared into Ivan's eyes and said seriously.

"Ivanka, I've been to your jewelry store a few times; it's beautifully designed. I also know that you personally designed and managed the Trump Hotel, which is why it is what it is today."

"If I were to choose an heir in the future, I would hope that the child's mother would be as beautiful and talented as you."

Hearing such blatant praise and being stared at like that, even though Ivanka tried to remain calm, she couldn't help but turn her face away and say, "Thank you."

Ron took a sip of his drink and noticed that many people were already displeased with Trump's arrival.

Just then, Ron's girlfriend Kate walked over, and he took the opportunity to say to Ivanka, "Excuse me, I'll be there for a moment."

Then, he put his arm around Kate and walked toward the crowd.

Ivanka watched the man's retreating figure, seeing him walk to her father's side and chatting and laughing with the group of business tycoons. She also noticed that these people treated her and her father in completely opposite ways.

Suddenly, Ivanka paused.

She suddenly noticed that Ron looked so young among this group of business tycoons.

Ron's image in her mind has been constantly changing over time.

When they first met, it was through her father's introduction. At that time, Ron was just a lucky nouveau riche in Ivanka's eyes.

When I heard it again, it was unbelievable news.

Then, from some point onward, Ron became someone who was on par with her father in her eyes.

Looking back now, Ivanka suddenly realized that Ron was only one year older than her.

What she found even more incredible was that this man, who was the same age as her, went from being a humble nobody to standing shoulder to shoulder with many established capital giants in just over two months.

At that moment, the man appeared mysterious to Ivanka.

"He just talks nonsense, humph!"

Meanwhile, in a Manhattan villa, Ted Forsterman lay weakly in bed listening to his assistant report on the situation.

When Ted Forsterman heard that several of Carlyle's co-founders, conservatives, and democrats were present at Hunter Capital's victory celebration, he felt a sense of relief.

With difficulty, he sat up against the headboard with the help of his assistant: "Bring me my file folder."

The assistant turned around and took out a document that had been prepared beforehand.

Ted Forsterman slowly opened it, revealing an IMG share transfer agreement.

He glanced again at the 30% stake and the $3 million figure.

Then he decisively signed his name on it.

Ted Forsterman handed the contract to the middle-aged woman on the other side:

"Padma, tomorrow you take this contract to Hunter Capital in the TEP Building. Remember, you must see Mr. Ron Hunter, and hand it to him personally with Krishna. Just say... just say that I am very happy to work with him."

"Ted," the woman named Padma said, somewhat puzzled.

Ted Forsterman waved his hand weakly: "Padma, forgive me, there's not much I can do for you and Krishna."

He never married, but adopted two sons in his early years.

Now that I'm in my twilight years, all the wealth I've accumulated in my life can be left to my brothers and sisters.

The woman in front of him was his ex-girlfriend, though he had many "ex-girlfriends".

Padma is different, though.

Ted Forsterman believed she was the only woman who had ever entered his heart.

To this end, he set up a trust fund with an undisclosed amount specifically for Padma's one-year-old daughter, Krishna.

But not enough.

He knew exactly what kind of people his brothers and sisters were.

I also understand the nature of these two adopted sons.

Ted Forsterman originally planned to ask an old friend for help before he died.

He has now changed his mind.