Early the next morning, in order to determine the condition of the four long legs, after the run, he came to the warehouse where they stayed again.

Sneaking into the warehouse, I first checked the situation of the four long legs, and saw two of them watching TV, one reading a newspaper, and one taking a shower. The sound of water and the aroma of shower gel lingered.

Relying on his invisibility, Locke swaggered to the car containing the money and found that the entire car was covered by a plastic sheet.

The plastic sheet made a sound when it moved, easily attracting attention, so he simply did not continue to check.

At this time, there was a sound from the small room, accompanied by a woman's voice, and then the small window of the room was opened, and at the same time, three long-legged people who were still resting ran towards this side.

They walked around the car containing the money, especially checking whether the car had been tampered with. They confirmed that the plastic sheet was still the same as before, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.

Vanessa, the leader, also walked out at this time. She only wore a bath towel, barely covering her back, and began to check around the car.

Seeing this scene, Locke subconsciously tightened his breathing and watched her turn around a few times, her almost unrestrained perfect body just swaying in front of his eyes. There were water droplets dripping from her hair that had not yet been dried. across the body.

The scene in front of him was as exciting as some shower gel advertisements. Locke finally composed himself, recorded the exciting scene, and locked it into the memory deep in his mind.

Vanessa confirmed that there was no problem, then said: "It's okay, it seems I'm too nervous."

The other three did not complain. After all, this was money obtained at great risk, and no one could be too careful.

The four people returned to the rest room and closed the door. The sound of the TV was turned up, and the sound of conversation could still be heard.

Locke came near the lounge and listened to their conversation.

They still used Portuguese when they talked. Fortunately, Locke also supplemented Portuguese these days, and he still understood some key words.

It was generally understood that what they were discussing was to act according to the plan tomorrow, as well as some details of the action.

After listening to this for a while, the long legs ended their conversation and started eating, and Locke quietly slipped out of the warehouse.

In the evening, Locke took Ashley, who had changed into a dress, to attend a business cocktail party held at the Four Seasons Hotel.

Most of the attendees at this cocktail party were senior executives of banks and securities companies, as well as some local wealthy people in New York.

Somewhere in the banquet hall, a white man in his forties suddenly gestured with his eyes: "Look, over there, the new Wall Street genius is here."

The three men who were chatting with him also looked over there. These people were all important figures in banks or investment banks.

One of them, a man in his sixties with gray hair, said: "It has been more than a month since I heard that he acquired Sky Fund. This is the first time I have attended such a cocktail party."

"Speaking of which, have you all heard about the new fund project launched by Sky Fund Company?"

"The principal is guaranteed and the annual dividend is guaranteed to be 6%. It is indeed very attractive. It seems that he is very confident."

"After all, he also has the capital to be confident. Not just anyone can more than double more than $400 million in one year, and it is much better than Martin Channing."

"He is indeed a powerful person. If it weren't for the greed of his stockbroker, I'm afraid we still don't know about his existence. Do you want to talk to him? John, he is a customer of your Citigroup."

"I'm just a senior executive." John frowned: "There are many people targeting him this time, but judging from his actions, he is more inclined to absorb investment and operate it himself, rather than handing the money to others. .”

"I feel the same way. I heard that he has just established his own asset management office, invested a lot of money in several companies including Time Warner, and is planning for a seat on the board of directors.

In addition, Sky Fund Company is still continuously attracting investments. It seems that he is not ready to continue taking risks with his own money. After all, no one can guarantee eternal success. He made a smart choice. "

"Guaranteeing the principal is not smart enough. If something goes wrong, he has to use his own funds to cover it."

"Who knows what he thinks, but it is said that his fund company has attracted US$40 million in funds so far, but more people are waiting and watching to see if he can continue to succeed."

Locke, who was holding Ashley's hand and walking into the banquet hall on the other hand, also felt the curious, surprised, scrutinizing and other eyes from all around that contained various emotions.

He is not surprised by this. His identity has not yet been revealed to the public, but at this time, it is no longer a secret in the eyes of those who control the resources. They are also carefully examining Locke, the 'little guy' who suddenly appeared. .

"Hi, Rock Lee, I'm glad you can accept my invitation." Charlie, an executive of Merrill Lynch, was the host of the reception. With his arrival, more people turned their attention here.

"Hello, Mr. Charlie, Sky Fund Company." Locke shook hands with the other party.

Soon, John, the president of Citibank, and the vice president of Lehman Brothers also came up to him. Locke greeted them one by one with a smile, and then introduced himself.

Since you can't hide your identity and you will have to make a living on Wall Street in the future, you will always have to get in touch with these big shots on Wall Street or the heads of various financial groups in New York, and you can also build connections by the way.

The two parties had some mutual feelings, and the conversation soon became smooth. Locke also took advantage of the situation to promote his fund project.

"He's really popular, everyone seems to like him."

"Even William has passed." The middle-aged man watching the movement from a distance whispered to the young woman next to him:

"After all, he can still make money. It is said that this redneck from Texas has more than doubled hundreds of millions of dollars in just one year."

"My God, that's a huge asset."

"So now everyone wants to get close to him, and at the same time test whether he is just lucky for a while, or whether he is really capable." The man said:

"As long as he can continue to prove his ability, someone will soon spend money to cooperate with him."

Ashley stood next to Locke, listening to him chatting with the people around him.

She couldn't understand what Locke and these people were talking about about energy industry trends and foreign exchange prices, but from the titles of these people, she knew that they were all big shots that she had never had contact with before.

She knew that Locke was a billionaire, but other than buying things for her without looking at the price, she didn't have a particularly intuitive feeling.

But now seeing Locke chatting and laughing with these people, he finally realized the weight of his status as a billionaire.

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