The American Kill Line: I Can Predict the Future

Ron, with a cigar in his mouth, first gave his friend a smug look.

It's as if to say, "See? That's the charm of Franklin."

After receiving a big eye roll from Robert, he invited the person in.

After the butler served coffee and left, Ron got straight to the point and explained what he needed.

Matthew listened quietly, observing the newly minted billionaire.

In New York, especially in the financial world, there are no secrets.

After Ron finished speaking, Matthew asked without hesitation, "So, Mr. Hunter, how far do you intend to go? I mean, with your current net worth, you shouldn't be fixated on just the money you lost in the past, right?"

"That's what I worked hard for five years to earn, why should it go to those two sons of bitches?"

Ron said gruffly, but nodded in agreement, "You're right, if it were just about that little bit of wealth, I wouldn't need to go to such lengths to hire you. So, please tell me, what level of service can you provide?"

"Understood." Matthew was very familiar with this type of case.

After reviewing the divorce papers Ron provided and asking a few related questions, he proposed two options:

"From what you're saying, your ex-wife probably doesn't have a stable income. The simplest solution is to sue her for marital fraud and transferring assets, and apply to freeze her assets. Then, extend the lawsuit indefinitely until she can no longer afford the legal costs and loses the case."

"Similarly, you can sue that Wall Street trader for fraud. I believe no investment bank would want to hire a trader suspected of fraud."

This is a common method used by the wealthy.

It is also the optimal choice.

Not much evidence is needed.

For an ordinary person, the long-term costs and pressure of litigation can directly force them to settle.

The only thing to consider is the damage to one's reputation.

Ron was just an "unknown" billionaire.

He is not a celebrity, much less a Hollywood star.

You don't need to rely on your looks to make a living.

Therefore, there is no need to worry about the impact of public opinion on one's personal reputation.

Of course, there is one more prerequisite:

That means Ron shouldn't go bankrupt too quickly.

"Is that all?" Ron was not very satisfied with the result.

He'd rather send that despicable couple to hell.

Matthew seemed to read Ron's mind and chuckled, "The cruelest punishment for a person is never physical death, but rather taking away what he desires most and is most proud of."

Ron's eyes lit up, and he smiled with satisfaction, "You're right, then let's do it that way for now. I'll leave this to you; draft the contract."

"No rush." ​​Matthew took out a business card from his wallet and handed it over.

"I've heard that Mr. Hunter hasn't hired a private lawyer yet. I think the Law Offices of Paul & Wiss would be a good choice. By the way, consider this case a personal gift to Mr. Hunter."

He spoke of it casually, as if a premarital property transfer case was insignificant to him.

In fact, it does.

This case is child's play for a top-notch civil lawyer like Matthew.

He didn't even need to personally intervene.

Sending an intern lawyer over will suffice.

Compared to the legal fees associated with the divorce proceedings, he was more concerned about the billionaire's annual legal fees.

The matter was settled amicably.

After agreeing on a time to meet again, Matthew left.

"Is that all?"

Robert felt a little uneasy.

Before the lawyer arrived, he was racking his brains trying to figure out how to help Ron get revenge.

As it turned out, they resolved the issue in just a few words.

Seeing his friend's defeated expression, Ron put his arm around his shoulder and comforted him:

"This is just the first step. Once that scumbag couple goes bankrupt, it'll be your turn. After all, making someone fall into depravity quickly is your forte, isn't it?"

Robert immediately perked up, but quickly realized something was amiss with that statement and angrily retorted:

"Damn it, you better explain yourself clearly. What do you mean by 'making people degenerate is my forte'?"

"Don't take it so seriously, it's just a metaphor."

"You'd better think that way."

"Two Victoria's Secret models?"

"My dear God, I serve you on behalf of Robert Jr."

"Hahaha……"

The two left the Peninsula Hotel and got into a specially arranged long-wheelbase Rolls-Royce Phantom, which drove into Wall Street.

Finally, it stopped in front of Merrill Lynch.

When he stepped into the trading hall, almost all the traders cast different glances at him.

If on Friday they thought Ron was just a pitiful lucky guy, now all that's left is intense envy and jealousy.

Wall Street has no shortage of millionaires and multi-millionaires.

Even among them, many are worth millions.

But billionaires are definitely a minority.

This isn't net worth; it's real cash.

This seemingly reckless and clueless man, who was previously considered a failure, transformed himself from an ordinary person into a billionaire in just one week.

Compared to Ron's last visit to Merrill Lynch, the level of reception this time was significantly higher.

Victor invited Ron into the VIP meeting room and made him some coffee.

"Ron, may I ask one more question? Do you still intend to stay on Wall Street?"

Ron raised an eyebrow slightly: "We'll see. Let's rest for a few days first."

He invests entirely based on the "voice" in his head; if that disappears, what's the point of investing?

Victor nodded in understanding and continued, "If you are still interested in financial investment in the future, I suggest you find a professional investment institution to help manage your investments, or hire a professional financial advisor."

There are no secrets under the sun on Wall Street.

From the moment Ron became a billionaire, countless eyes have been on his pockets.

Banks, insurance companies, securities firms, tax bureaus... all institutions related to money.

They searched for Ron’s past, his investment experience, including his preferences and character.

Study and analyze him.

Based on Ron's personality, some people predicted that the newly minted billionaire would go bankrupt within a year.

Some people believe that it only takes six months.

Some even believe it only takes three months.

In short, Ron is now undoubtedly a prime target for Wall Street.

And it's the kind of fatty meat that's readily available.

Because Ron's enormous sum of money came too quickly, almost unreal.

This means that he has no foundation.

Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Countless people are sharpening their knives, ready to pounce.

Viktor's words were a well-intentioned reminder.

Ron pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Thank you! If needed, I will prioritize Merrill Lynch. Of course, I won't forget your help."

"It's my pleasure."

Victor put the file away and then took an invitation from his bag and handed it to Ron:

"Tesla is having an IPO roadshow in New York this Friday, and a lot of investment banks, securities firms, and celebrities will be there. If you're interested, you can check it out."

"Tesla?"

"An electric vehicle company."

"Electric cars? Damn, they can even go public with these things? Wall Street really is..."

Ron looked at him with disdain; he had never seen an electric car on the road before.

They're actually going public now?

But before he could finish his sarcastic remark, a dazzling text message popped into his mind:

【2013年5月28日，特斯拉市值突破100亿美元。2017年4月10日，特斯拉市值突破500亿美元。2020年1月22日，特斯拉市值突破1000亿美元。】