Chapter 11: The Truth About Mutual Aid
That night, as the guests who attended the party arrived at the hotel one by one, laughed and hugged with their boss, Rachel, who was acting as a female companion, became more and more shocked.
Tripadvisor, MS, LinkedIn...
All are founders of emerging Internet companies that are currently on the rise!
Thinking of the personal wealth of these hundreds of millions, and the market value of the billions and tens of billions of companies behind them, Rachel felt that she was in a cold sweat.
In the morning, he was still reminding him to find a client...
Strangely, these people came with their female companions or girlfriends, but after saying hello to Martin, the man went straight upstairs into the suite, leaving only the girls outside for some boring drinking and chatting.
It doesn't look like a normal business reception at all.
Finally, the most powerful unicorn founders appear.
"Martin! This time I have to get you out of damn New York!"
Mark Zuckerberg came up and gave Martin a big hug, clenching his fists and hammering him twice in the back.
"It's time to grow up Mark." Martin responded to Zuckerberg in the same way: "You should have understood five years ago that I'm destined to be the man you can't get!"
After the two separated, Martin looked a little embarrassed when he saw Priscilla Chen standing aside with a weird smile.
"Priscilla! You're still so attractive! Leave Mark and I'll marry you!"
For the sake of future happiness, Martin still took the initiative to hug Priscilla and kissed the corner of her mouth in front of Zuckerberg.
The veneer ceremony between the opposite sex can intuitively show the distance between the two.
The closer their lips are when they salute, the closer they care.
As far as the distance between Martin and Priscilla is concerned, the two are already close friends.
Rachel took a special look at Zuckerberg, seeing that he seemed to have taken it all in, and said nothing at all.
After they parted, Priscilla looked at Martin, shook her head and said, "Thank you for the face that is so intriguing, if it weren't for it, you would have entered the palace now."
"Listen to me, Yuna and I..."
Unexpectedly, Priscilla's eyes widened in surprise: "Yuna? Fxxx! You still have an affair with Yuna?"
Martin was dumbfounded: "Aren't you mad at me because of Yuna?"
"Of course not, it's Fiona..."
Priscilla covered her forehead weakly: "Martin, tell the truth, how many of my besties have you dated? Or have they all fallen?"
"Uh..." Martin smirked twice, and pulled Rachel in a black dress between the two from behind: "Priscilla, this is my secretary, Rachel Zane."
And said to Rachel: "My classmate at Harvard, Mark's muse, Priscilla Chen."
Rachel breathed a sigh of relief, and finally got to the part she was familiar with.
"Hello, Ms. Chen, I'm Rachel, I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry to prepare today..."
Rachel, a long-sleeved dancer, quickly became acquainted with the kind Priscilla.
Martin wiped the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead, turned his head to Zuckerberg and said, "Let's go, it's the old rule, meet first, then party."
The two of them walked towards the suite, shoulder-to-shoulder.
Now it was Rachel's turn to be dumbfounded.
A bunch of women are here, what should I do?
Melt in and chat with them? Or come to the stage to say a couple of fun scenes?
Priscilla on the side seemed to notice Rachel's unease, took her arm and said as she walked in, "Don't worry, they should come out soon, let's find a place to chat first."
The two walked to the sofa, and the waiter at the hotel immediately brought two glasses of champagne.
Taking the champagne and sitting down, Rachel was thinking about what to talk about with Priscilla, but she didn't expect her to speak first.
"Do you think it's a bit strange?" Priscilla smiled at Rachel's puzzled expression and said, "I meant it was a reception, but they left their girlfriends behind and hid in the room for a secret gathering... ."
"To be honest, I always feel that I can't keep up with Martin's brain circuit." Rachel nodded with a wry smile: "I didn't explain it to me during the day, that is, I wanted to have a party with you, and there was a mutual aid club... ..."
"All the people who entered the room were members of the mutual aid society." Priscilla sipped her champagne and said slowly, "This is an organization founded by Martin when he was in college. It is full of founders of Internet companies. I believe you should know them."
Rachel nodded: "Harvard likes students with leadership like this..."
Unexpectedly, Priscilla shook her head: "Martin has no so-called leadership."
No leadership? A phone call can call more than a dozen emerging billionaires from all over the United States. Is this called lack of leadership?
Rachel didn't understand.
"Do you know how mutual aid comes about?"
Rachel shook her head suspiciously.
Priscilla first stopped and looked at Rachel carefully, and hesitated for a while before explaining.
"Everyone's company in the mutual aid society has either received Martin's help, or Martin persuaded them to open it, such as Facebook and LinkedIn..."
"What the..." Rachel almost exclaimed, and quickly covered her mouth.
Priscilla seemed pleased with Rachel's shocked look.
"Tell you one more thing, Martin owns one percent of all companies, the kind that never dilutes before going public..."
Thirteen well-known Internet companies have a combined market value of nearly 70 billion US dollars, and 1% is ... 700 million?
Rachel felt that her lower body had leaked out.
"Martin didn't need any of these shares, he took them all out and set up a charity fund called hope. I am currently in charge of the operation, and all the proceeds are used to improve the level of primary education in developing countries. The current main direction is China and India. …"
Mom, come out and see God!
A series of heavy insider explosions made Rachel dizzy, and she sat on the sofa for a long time without reacting.
"Priscilla, why are you telling me this?"
I don't know how long it took, Rachel finally came back to her senses: "You know, this is Martin's privacy, and I'm just Martin's secretary..."
Priscilla smiled and shook her head: "Since the establishment of the Mutual Aid Association, there have been more than a dozen parties, and you are the first female companion to appear by his side, which means that he has nothing to hide from you, understand?"
Then he thought about it again, and said with some hesitation: "Well, I mean, except for the relationship, that guy has always been in bed, and doesn't even think about finding a stable girlfriend..."
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In the suite on the other side, Martin sent everyone a prepared legal engagement agreement.
"This time it's just your personal legal entrustment, not the company. After all, the company has a board of directors. The entrustment fee is the industry standard price, which fluctuates with your net worth..."
Martin's words haven't finished yet, UU reading www. uukanshu. com everyone present took out their pens and signed their names on the contract.
Seeing this scene, Martin almost burst into tears.
All these years of hard work have paid off...
After accepting the entrustment agreement, Martin raised his wine glass and said, "For the future of mankind, happy cooperation!"
"For the future of mankind!"
A group of people toasted together.
"Well, as usual, I will give a briefing on the situation next year. Please note that the situation next year may not be very good."
Hearing this, everyone put away their previous indifference and all looked at Martin who was standing in the middle.
Martin looked down for a while and said, "Merrill Lynch is selling cds bonds related to real estate, and as far as I get the news, their goal is not to hedge, but to liquidate in full..."
"Interestingly, several other banks also have the same or similar actions, which makes me have a bad hunch that maybe the last idiot to take over is about to appear..."
Everyone present frowned, and the founder of MS raised his hand to signal: "You mean the housing price may collapse?"
Martin nodded: "The possibility is very high, and it may not only affect the real estate industry, everyone should pay attention when making investments, try to rely on cheap entertainment, such as movies, TV shows or games, and don't consider the real industry for the time being. "
cheap entertainment...
Although Martin did not say it very clearly, the meaning of the disclosure is already obvious.
The rise of cheap entertainment means the decline of luxury and expensive entertainment, which also represents a general decrease in national income, indicating that economic growth has turned around...
Seriously thinking about it...
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