Chapter 184

Night, Hilton Hotel in Manhattan.

Looking at the guests coming and going, Wang Jian was a little uncomfortable.

There are only a few people of color in this banquet hall.

Moreover, there are more Asian Americans than African Americans.

"Wang," Tom patted Wang Jian on the shoulder and pointed in the other direction of the banquet hall, "Elon Musk of PayPal."

Wang Jian looked up and said, "shouldn't the political tendency of Internet elites be the Democratic Party?"

Just then, musk was looking up.

When he saw Wang Jian, he was stunned.

Then, he squeezed out an unnatural smile.

Wang Jian calmly raised his glass and motioned to each other.

"Don't you mind his behavior?" Tom's voice was a little chilly wangwen.com He's still looking around for small banks. "

"Do you mind?" Wang Jian turned his head and looked at Tom.

"In essence, we and Wall Street are sharing his interests."

"And Elon Musk, it's just a little resistance."

Tom, who heard this, was a little stunned.

"But..." Wang Jian added with a smile, "you think this is quite American."

At this time, the whole hall suddenly quieted down.

The main character of today's banquet, the current mayor of New York, Giuliani, went to the center of the stage.

"Thank you for coming," the middle-aged white man said, glancing around the venue, "and caring so much about New York's philanthropy."

"Before the end of the mayor's term, I want to make a little contribution to the low-income people in New York."

"My wife's Charity Foundation will provide medical assistance to low-income people in the Bronx."

"Charity fund?" Wang Jian sneered, "what's the support rate of this mayor? Is there any hope of re-election?"

"During his first term as mayor, the law and order of New York City improved significantly." Tom replied, "according to the latest poll, he has a good chance of re-election."

"However, he is less popular with the African American community than the former mayor, Mr Dinkins."

"So, under the pretext of helping the poor, we can not only raise the support rate, but also make money, and finally prepare campaign funds?"

Wang gradually curled his lips. "He's really a smart man."

By this time, Giuliani's speech was over, and there was a burst of applause.

Wang Jian handed the written check to Tom, "let's go through the accounts of the charity fund, too."

After Tom left, a man came to Wang Jian.

"Are you the boss of twitter?"

Wang Jian looked back and saw that he was a white man with a cool haircut.

This is... Real estate tycoon Donald.

Thinking about using the other party to create heat, Wang Jian was a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Your twitter is very interesting," Donald took a glass of champagne from the waiter's plate. "Asian, sell me twitter."

？

What did he say?

Wang Jian felt that he had not recovered for a moment.

"Twitter belongs to the media, and you're Asian." Donald shrugged. "Ten million dollars, sell it to me."

At this time, a cough sounded around them.

"Mr. Donald, your remarks have been suspected of racial discrimination."

The real estate tycoon frowned and said, "Oh, it's Jeff bush."

"How about your father's health? Can he hold on until he sees a second president who can't be re elected?"

Jeff Bush shrugged. "I live in New York, not with my father."

"Why don't you ask my brother."

"George Bush?" Donald whispered, frowning slightly.

"Come with me, Wang." Jeff Bush ignored each other. "George is in the VIP room."

Did not expect personality full real estate tycoon, did not give up, "Asians, how about 20 million dollars?"

"Ignore him." Jeff Bush doesn't look back.

"Donald doesn't have the guts to follow. His position in the party." Jeff shook his head. "It's not as good as George."

Nonsense, real estate tycoon, governor of Texas, political status can not be equal.

Wang Jian followed Jeff slowly, but his mind began to think.

What's the reason for the governor of Texas to see him?

It's impossible. I really want to make a friend!

Should be... Also a matter of campaign funds?

Wang gradually turned his lips and followed Jeff bush."The tax savings from charitable funds are not enough to feed these politicians."

After a long passage, they came to a room.

Jeff knocked on the door of the room. "George, I've brought the king."

When the door opened, Wang Jian saw a young white man similar to former President Bush.

Er...

of course, in a sense, this person looks more like a monkey.

"Hello, I'm George Bush." He held out his hand to Wang Jian. "You should be what Jeff said about Wang."

"Yes, Mr. Bush."

"You're one of the few Republican supporters of the Internet." Bush invited Wang Jian into the room and said casually.

No...

I just asked the Republican congressman to help set up the tax exemption qualification of a charity fund.

How did you become a Republican?

But before Wang Jian finished, several figures came into his eyes.

This is... The representative of Da Mo, the representative of Citibank, and the representative of Goldman Sachs.

Wang Jian turned to look at George Bush, who was still speaking politely.

"As a banner of the Republican Party in Internet enterprises, we will firmly uphold it wangwen.com It's a matter of interest. "

"Please sit down, Mr. Wang." He pointed to the sofa and said to Wang Jian.

"By the way, these people are very keen on investing in the Internet, hoping to help more young people realize their ideal financiers."

"And Mr. Wang happens to be engaged in the Internet industry."

"Ha, you know each other, it will help each other's career."

Looking at the three people sitting on the chair, Wang Jian did not choose a slightly shorter sofa.

Instead, he found a chair and sat down.

At this time, Jeff Bush's voice came, "George, Giuliani's speech is over."

"It's time for you to talk to each other."

"Oh." George Bush stood up and said, "sorry, I may not have time to discuss the Internet economy with you today."

"Do as you please." The representative of Citibank stood up and made a gesture.

George Bush left in a hurry without looking at other people's reaction.

With a breath of wine, another person came to the room.

Wang Jian fixed his eyes and saw that it was Elon Musk, the founder of PayPal.

He took a definite look at him and then looked at Wang Jian.

After taking a deep breath, musk went to Wang Jian.

"Mr. Wang, after PayPal's investigation, wangwen.com It's an important payment terminal. "

"We think..." the expression on Musk's face is a bit distorted, "it's totally worth paying 15% of PayPal shares."