What is the most important thing in doing business?
It is intelligence!
Intelligence is information, and information is wealth.
A successful businessman must analyze a lot of information, draw conclusions, and make corresponding judgments based on it.
"Actually, it's very simple."
Mickey said as he picked up the tall wine glass and sipped the red wine in the glass.
Their table was filled with exquisite Italian meals. In this high-end hotel, you can enjoy the most sumptuous meals.
In any world...money is often a privilege.
"In fact, at the beginning, I was not sure. I just heard about you, or rather, I heard that Heidi was living with a young Chinese millionaire. She is my idol...Before leaving London, I learned from the exchange that George acquired the North Borneo Company. Your names are the same. This information made me believe that you are the same person. Then on the plane, we met again. At first, I was not sure, but the clothes on you..."
Shaking the wine glass, Mickey smiled.
"The clothes you are wearing are different from the shrunken wartime clothes in Britain, but the new ones in New York. Well, considering your age, I guess you should be Heidi's legendary lover, George. Is this just speculation?"
"Well, Mickey, Morgan sent you here, and he used the right person."
Taking a sip of wine, George said:
"This wine is much better than what I drank in London."
"Yes, after all, nobles in Italy also need to enjoy life."
Mickey pointed at the people who were dining not far away with his wine glass.
"But it doesn't matter. What matters is why we are here now? Am I right?"
Staring at George in front of him, Mickey had a smile on his face.
"Indeed, what are you doing here?"
"Of course, to talk about business..."
Mickey smiled.
"We came here to acquire high-quality assets here. There are many high-quality assets here, such as ports, banks and factories. Now these high-quality assets are seriously undervalued. You see..." Mickey pointed at several people not far away with his wine glass, two of whom were on the same plane with them. "They are the same as us. They are all from Wall Street. Wall Street likes to plunder by nature. A destroyed country, or a defeated country, is full of high-quality and seriously undervalued assets. After all, the war will end, the destroyed country will be rebuilt, and finally all the undervalued assets will be restored to their original prices. By then, investors can get hundreds of times the profit!" George nodded in agreement with Mickey's words, and then said. "Indeed, this is indeed the best time to make huge wealth. There is no asset cheaper than now. The only problem is, you..." George put his eyes on Mickey, drank a sip of wine, and put away the smile on his face. "What can you get from it?" What can I get? Instantly, Mickey felt that the wine was no longer delicious.
"Money? No, you just get a bonus at most, 10,000 dollars? Or tens of thousands of dollars? Or more, or less?"
Mickey, with a bitter face, shrugged his shoulders and said.
"George, much less than you said, probably just a few thousand dollars!"
A few thousand dollars is already a lot. Now the monthly salary of ordinary workers in the United States is only more than 100 dollars, while bank agents like Mickey can earn 400 to 500 dollars, or even thousands of dollars, but the latter obviously has nothing to do with Mickey.
"Yes, this is the return you can get, Mickey, my friend."
Taking a sip of wine, George smiled.
"For Wall Street, your value is just like this. Even if you buy all the banks in Italy, it is estimated that there will only be a return of tens of thousands of dollars. The only question is, are you willing to do this?"
"I..."
Mickey was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said.
"Sir, I'm just an agent. This is my salary... They..."
Looking at his colleagues, Mickey shrugged helplessly.
"Almost the same as me!"
This is the fate of workers. He can create millions or even tens of millions of value for his boss, but the return they get is very limited.
However, from George's words, Mickey saw some possibility. After thinking about it, he said.
"Sir, maybe we can cooperate with each other. You know, no Italian will sell their bank to you. What they need is the power behind American capital. As for factories, you can certainly buy some factories. Well, maybe you can also acquire some real estate, such as high-end hotels and department stores in Rome... But if, in their opinion, you represent Morgan, it will undoubtedly be more convenient for your acquisition. What do you think?"
Mickey's eyes became a little hot, staring at George. In his eyes, this guy is his chance to change his fate, the big tree he leans on, and what about George? He has money!
If two people cooperate, they will be able to get unexpected returns.
Listening to Mickey's analysis, George laughed and asked back.
"What does Morgan need?"
"Banks!"
Mickey said directly.
"This war destroyed everything. The wealth accumulated by Europe for hundreds of years was wiped out in this war. This is also the best time for us to enter Europe. Mastering finance means mastering a country. The banks and enterprises here are like cakes on the table, cheap and delicious, but the problem is that cheap and delicious cakes are not available to everyone."
Putting down the wine glass, Mickey looked at him expectantly.
"After all, sometimes, just having money does not necessarily mean you can eat cake!"
Mickey, who just turned 40, is a typical Wall Street speculator. He is very familiar with the rules of the game on Wall Street and has his understanding of everything there. However, he also knows that there are too many agents like him on Wall Street. He may be appreciated and reach a certain position, but that's it.
He needs an opportunity and has been looking for opportunities. Why did he take the initiative to ask to go to Europe? It was because he knew very well that this would be a feast for capital. If he had the opportunity to participate in it, even if it was just the crumbs that fell on the ground, he could have a full plate.
On the plane, after seeing George, he had been guessing the other party's identity. After all, among a group of predators, a Chinese suddenly appeared, which was very eye-catching.
After figuring out the other party's identity, Mickey saw the opportunity to eat the crumbs.
"Now if we cooperate, George, I believe we can participate in this party!"