Golden monkey Nagi!

Wall Street was red, and all stocks rose by 1 percent because of this golden monkey.

In the Chinese stock market, 1 percentage point is nothing at all. But in the United States, with such a bullish stock market, one percentage point is already significant.

The vast majority of stocks have been almost motionless for many years, with fluctuations of only two or three cents a day. Only when performance is good and market conditions are good will they rise slowly. This rising stage is slow. Of course, it is also in line with the market

regular.

At this moment, this one percentage point increase is already extremely gratifying.

Especially after Trump was shot and the U.S. economy is at a crossroads, this increase is even more gratifying.

This is really the golden monkey Najib.

"What's wrong, Mayor Bloomberg, what's wrong with you?" Lin Feng asked in surprise when he saw Mayor Bloomberg with a sad face.

Mayor Bloomberg did not speak, but pointed at the golden monkey outside, with a look of despair on his face.

Lin Feng laughed.

"I'm worried that I can't watch this golden monkey. Let's do this. Later, I will send someone to talk to the New York gangsters and tell them that this is my golden monkey and tell them not to touch it." Lin Feng said.

Mayor Bloomberg nodded gratefully.

It was useless for him to negotiate with those gangsters. They would not give him the face of the mayor. They would never give him the face of the mayor of New York in the priceless Golden Monkey.

But when it comes to Lin Feng, it's different. Lin Feng is much more respectable than him.

"Mr. Lin, regarding the matter you mentioned, the situation is now more difficult and dangerous, but I know that providing help in times of need is better than icing on the cake. I agreed! I am willing to give you a try." Bloomberg said in a low voice.

Lin Feng's eyes lit up.

Although the current situation has undergone many changes due to Trump's attack, the importance of Bloomberg's side has been far weaker than before, and it is no longer that important to Lin Feng.

However, Lin Feng was very grateful that he chose this time to provide help in times of need.

Being able to make such a choice at this stage is a favor.

"Mayor Bloomberg, thank you for your support. Believe me, you will see a different world. Okay, I have to deal with some personal matters now. Let's talk when we have time!" Lin Feng patted Bloomberg.

He raised his shoulder and turned around to face the second-generation descendants of the six major families who had been eyeing him outside.

There was anger hidden in their eyes. If they hadn't been able to determine whether it was Lin Feng or not, they would have launched a crazy revenge against Lin Feng.

"Let's go to Starbucks and talk!" Lin Feng came over and ordered.

What?! Talking about Starbucks? This shocked the second generation of these families.

If you want to talk about who they are and what their status is, it will naturally be done in a private manor or some high-end private club.

Go to Starbucks? That stuff is just a cheap coffee brand. Where do you go to talk about such an important matter?

But before they could say anything, Lin Feng had already passed.

There is a Starbucks next to Wall Street. Walk over and don’t wait for a minute.

After all, for them, it is too cheap, too low-end, and loses their status. But for those Wall Street stockbrokers, this place is very suitable. It is a good place to take a rest and catch your breath at noon.

Everyone in the six major families frowned. After thinking for a while, they still endured the discomfort and entered Starbucks in front of Lin Feng.

At this moment, Lin Feng has ordered seven cups of coffee, one for each person.

"Sit down!" Lin Feng ordered.

Everyone looked unhappy, but they still sat down.

"Try this coffee, it sounds really good. Do you know that in China, because our country was poor, many people could not afford Starbucks, a cheap coffee chain, so they have a special attachment to Starbucks.

Going to Starbucks is very high-end, very grand, and upscale." Lin Feng sighed softly, "That's how this person is, born low because of poverty, and noble because of wealth. However, now Chinese people are slowly becoming

Once you have money, you will gradually become richer. Going to Starbucks once is no longer a big deal. Unfortunately, our Chinese knees have not grown well yet. We are still kneeling!"

The six second-generation descendants of the family frowned, wondering what Lin Feng meant.

However, Lin Feng is a figure who guided the country together with their fathers. Although he is younger than them, he is a master, and Lin Feng naturally has his own brilliance. At this moment, they also restrained their temper and listened to Lin Feng's thoughts.

What to say.

"People are all like this. An inertia, whether it is living habits or thinking, is inertia. Once it is developed, it is difficult to change. This is the case for the Chinese. They used to be too poor. After a hundred years of catastrophe, they have ushered in a new era.

New China was hit by natural and man-made disasters, and the Chinese people were too poor. At that time, the country had just opened its door and saw the new world abroad. Those foreigners were so rich. Every household had villas, cars, TVs, refrigerators, and even

Yachts, etc., so many of us Chinese believe in our hearts that foreigners are rich, and as long as they are foreigners, they are rich. However, after so many years, China has become the second largest economy in the world, but it still believes that foreigners are just like that.

Rich! This kind of thinking inertia is terrible!" Lin Feng sighed.

"When will we Chinese be able to stop having this kind of servility? In front of foreigners, we Chinese will spontaneously have the idea that we are barbarians?" Lin Feng shook his head.

The second generation descendants of the six major families finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Mr. Lin, what do you say have to do with us? We are here because..." The second generation of Kennedy couldn't bear it anymore.

Lin Feng shrugged.

"What I mean is, why do you think so habitually that if something happens to your family patriarch, it has something to do with me?" Lin Feng asked back, "We Chinese have developed a slavish mindset over decades, and you

Why do you think everything has to do with me?"

Uh..., this time, the second generation descendant of the six major families was a little choked.

They didn't have any evidence to prove anything. The only thing they knew was that Lin Feng interviewed their father, and then nothing happened. After that, they found the wreckage of the plane. As for everything else, they didn't know anything about it.

However, they knew that their clan leader was dead but Lin Feng was alive. That was enough to show that all this must be related to Lin Feng. So, they came to find Lin Feng. But at this moment, facing Lin Feng's problem, they really

I don't know how to answer.

Because, they instinctively thought that it must be related to Lin Feng.

"It's useless for you to find me about this matter. I don't know what happened, but I do know one thing. Who has benefited the most and who is most likely to. And I, no matter how you look at it, don't look like the one who has benefited the most.

!" Lin Feng said.
Chapter completed!