The American Kill Line: I Can Predict the Future

Taylor Swift had a crush on a classmate during high school.

Unfortunately, he didn't dare to confess his feelings in the end.

Taylor then wrote her hit song "Teardrops on My Guitar" to commemorate this unrequited love.

Before her debut, Taylor met her first boyfriend in the true sense of the word.

This relationship lasted a year, making it Taylor's longest relationship to date.

But in the end, her boyfriend cheated on her with her best friend.

This painful experience inspired the breakup anthems "Should've Said No" and "Picture to Burn".

In 2008, Taylor began dating singer Joe Jonas.

Three months later, Joe broke up with her over a 27-second phone call.

Taylor wrote "Forever & Always" in response to this brief relationship.

After a brief period of heartbreak, Taylor developed a crush on Stephen Lyles, a member of the band Love and Theft, and wrote "Hey Stephen" to express her feelings.

In 2009, Taylor dated five men in succession: Lucas Till, an actor who appeared in her music video; Martin Jansen, lead singer of the band Boys Like Girls; Adam, lead singer of the band Owl City; actor Taylor Lautner; and singer John Mayer.

He composed a total of 18 songs for this purpose.

Taylor Swift has had at least 10 known ex-boyfriends in the four years since her debut.

Some say she's love-obsessed, while others criticize her for being promiscuous.

But her fans didn't care, and some even shouted that Taylor should have twelve relationships a year.

This way, you can enjoy Taylor's new songs every month.

Some people fall in love because of loneliness, solitude, love, vanity, and so on.

Taylor seems to date simply to find inspiration for her creative work.

Undoubtedly, tonight's grand "concert" made headlines across all online media the following day.

Also making headlines were photos of Taylor kissing a man suspected to be a financial tycoon in front of the Four Seasons Hotel.

Ron noticed a group of reporters downstairs while he was working out in the hotel gym that morning.

After a moment's thought, he realized that these reporters were there for Taylor.

Of Ron’s other women, Taylor is probably the most famous now.

Back in the room, Taylor was already up.

He was leaning against the living room sofa with his hair disheveled, staring blankly at his phone.

Hearing the door open, she turned around and said in surprise:

"You didn't leave?"

"I just went to the gym. I'm going to take a shower first. Someone will bring breakfast and clothes over later. Can you open the door?"

Ron was about to go to the bathroom when he saw the girl wrapped in her pajamas and asked her another question:

"Would you like me to have someone send you some clothes?"

"NO! My assistant is coming right away."

Taylor stared at the man's muscular physique and unconsciously licked her lips.

Last night she noticed that this man had a very good physique and body, and now, upon closer inspection, she realized that he was even better than she had imagined.

So she jumped up from the sofa and followed him into the bathroom, yelling and shouting.

"My Gatsby, before you leave, please let Daisy experience the romance of a storm one last time..."

Taylor groped Ron's body with both hands, like a lovesick woman.

Ron stood under the showerhead, laughing as he slapped her plump bottom: "Aren't you worried about your dad blaming you now?"

Although this woman didn't have a large bowling ball, her thighs and hips were quite full.

Taylor was surprised: "You knew? He contacted you?"

Taking advantage of her momentary daze, Ron pressed forward: "How strange, I've met your father once before."

Taylor's father, Scott Kingsley Swift, was a senior broker at Merrill Lynch.

The team they assembled manages tens of millions of dollars in client assets.

The sudden feeling of fullness made Taylor instinctively hug the man tightly.

"What did he say to you?"

She was woken up in the morning by a phone call from her father, who told her some things about this man.

He reminded her not to go too far, saying that this man was different from people in the entertainment industry; he was a real Wall Street tycoon.

Ron pulled her down to sit, holding the bowling ball, and said with a smile, "He told me not to bother with a little girl like you."

"Damn it, he always treats me like, like a child..."

Taylor, supporting himself on Ron's thighs with both hands, frantically began doing support exercises.

"Actually, you're not that old either," Ron said, his words carrying a double meaning.

Pinch it gently with your thumb and forefinger, then lift it up.

Taylor instantly felt her soul tremble, and every inch of her skin seemed to leap with joy.

A loud and clear song rang out.

Taylor collapsed, clutching the man's head.

Retreat bravely from the rapids.

……

Eight o'clock in the morning.

Ron and Taylor were having breakfast in their hotel room when their phones kept ringing.

A net worth of 108 billion is too eye-catching.

From then on, Hunter Capital became one of the top hedge funds on Wall Street.

While it may lag behind established top hedge funds like Bridgewater, Paulson, and Soros, it is still among the giants.

The presidents of the five major Wall Street investment banks all called to congratulate him.

"Congratulations, Ron. You are the most legendary stock market guru I have ever seen, the king of hedging, without a doubt."

These words were spoken by John Sain, president of the CIT Group.

There was no exaggeration; it just felt like the obvious thing.

It only took him five months to go from an ordinary person to the head of a multi-billion dollar hedge fund.

This speed of rise is unprecedented on Wall Street and will be difficult to surpass in the future.

More importantly, Ron owns 40% of both hedge funds.

If you include performance-based commissions, it's at least 60%.

That means Ron's net worth is no less than $60 billion.

Moreover, it was all in cash.

This is especially terrifying.

Even among the top ten richest people in the world today, not everyone can come up with $60 billion in cash.

Ron declined all invitations and then had his assistant Thomas arrange a flight to Silicon Valley that morning.

After giving his instructions, he immediately put his phone on silent and tossed it aside.

"My Gatsby, are you going to Silicon Valley?"

Taylor doesn't understand any stock market gurus, and she's not interested in investing.

She didn't recognize any of those important figures.

But when he heard that he was going to Silicon Valley and would be going there by private jet, he immediately perked up.

Seeing the girl eagerly carrying the milk, Ron took it with amusement: "Don't you have work to do?"

"I am Daisy now, not singer Taylor."

In order to be able to go along, Taylor even raised an eyebrow at her assistant not far away: "Sister, do I have any other work scheduled?"

Assistant Sisser said helplessly, "Taylor, although I really want to say yes, don't forget that your new album's promotional single will be released on the 5th."

Taylor picked up a silk coat from the sofa, draped it over her shoulders, and swayed gracefully at the dining table, humming an unknown tune as she danced. Then, tilting her head and smiling brightly, she said:

"Mr. Gatsby, will you elope with your Miss Daisy?"

"Miss Daisy, this is going to be an adventure!"

Taylor was a willful girl; her father's support and her exceptional talent allowed her to enjoy her youth to the fullest.

He was photographed at Kennedy Airport in the morning and then appeared in San Francisco at noon.

Ron came without notifying anyone in advance.

The main purpose of this trip to Silicon Valley was to see the investment environment there.

However, since I brought Taylor along temporarily, I thought I'd just have some fun first.

After leaving the airport, the group went directly to the Fairmont San Francisco Hotel.

Then, take the hotel's private elevator to the penthouse suite, known as the "Presidential Palace".

The 6000-square-foot presidential suite not only occupies the entire eighth floor, but also resembles a private palace suspended atop Mount Norbu.

The moment Taylor pushed open the door, it was as if she had stepped into a legendary film where the old world and modernity intertwined.

The black and white checkered floor and elegant purple walls, paired with a mirror with a gold frame, give her a noble and mysterious atmosphere.

"Is this the study?"

Taylor stared in astonishment at the luxurious bookshelves that held tens of thousands of books. The dome of the study was intricately painted with gold leaf depicting the starry sky and the twelve zodiac signs, just like a starry night.

The butler led the two up the spiral staircase and then gently pushed open a hidden passageway on the second-floor bookshelf.

It is said that this place was used by President Kennedy as a cover.

Ron also praised the design of the study.

They then went to a billiards hall with a Moroccan theme, where Ron even tried out a few shots.

Taylor sat at the grand piano in the main living room, caressing the keys and the signature on the inside of the lid as if they were precious treasures, muttering with fascination:

"She is...she is a Steinway Model D..."

"To be precise, it is a Steinway flagship model that was commissioned by Steinway for European royalty in 1895. It was later collected by the Rockefeller family and has been in this 'sky house' since the 1960s."

"She's so beautiful! My Mr. Gatsby." As a musician, Taylor naturally had a deep love for the piano, and he was even more captivated by this legendary gem.

Ron walked over with a glass of champagne, chuckling, "Looks like I'm lucky enough to see her at her most beautiful."

"May I?" Taylor looked at the hotel butler with a hopeful expression.

The butler smiled and nodded with pleasure.

Taylor took a deep breath, his fingers trembling slightly as they landed on the piano keys.

Bill Evans' "Waltz for Debby" echoed in the room...