The Trump Building is located between Nassue Street and William Street. It is located at 40 Wall Street. It was originally named Manhattan Bank Building. It was built in 1930. During this period, it had many accidents and was already dilapidated.

In recent years, Mayor Rudy plans to build "New New York". As the central area of ​​New York, Manhattan is naturally the top priority.

So last year, the City Hall sold the 40-year right to Donald for a low price of $8 million, at the cost of him having to renovate the building.

If the real estate industry was just in a downturn, it could barely support the past by relying on the capital accumulated in the past. Unfortunately, the extramarital affair was suddenly exposed and his ex-wife also hit him hard.

The bank that was originally waving checks around and wanted to lend money to him, but now the whole family is no longer able to see it. The huge repayment every month is pressing on its head and the company has to maintain the company's expenses. How can I have spare money to renovate the building?

So I made a fuss and renovated the exterior wall of the entire Trump building, decorating one to three floors for my company. As for the dozens of floors above, I just kept it for free because of the building I picked up by government connections, so I didn’t feel sorry for being there.

Donald Typhoon sat on a chair on the third floor office. No matter what the situation is recently, enjoyment is a must. The entire broad office is built according to five-star rating, which is particularly luxurious.

In his hand, a cigarette was filled with white mist. He put it next to his mouth and took a deep breath, thinking about something.

Yesterday I received a call from a super rich man telling him that he was interested in the development rights of the two lands in his hands and would come to New York today.

Donald came over from Florida overnight on his own private plane. He did not agree on the specific time and started waiting at the company in the morning. There were twenty or thirty cigarette butts in the ashtray, which clearly showed his urgency.

The paper spread on the table is full of Mr. Han’s life experience. Sos Company has not been listed. It cannot calculate his exact value, but based on the huge fixed assets, it may be close to 10 billion US dollars. If the company goes public, according to the estimate of this consulting company, this number will at least double.

Others call him the king of New York real estate, but Donald knows that he is nothing to the eyes of the super rich. If he can leak some cash out of him to support him, then

Thinking of this, I felt so excited that the smoke in my hand burned to the filter, and the smell came from the air. I put it in the ashtray and lit it a few times to extinguish it, and then picked up another one.

The lighter cracked and a blue and yellow flame appeared. Donald took a deep breath and kept muttering to himself: "What can I give him and impress his land, No. 200, No. 220."

Audi A8 goes south to lower Manhattan and you can see the World Trade Center in the distance.

Han Xuan searched through the information again to see if there were any missing places, and he really found it.

These two plots of land are rare large land in Manhattan. If the surrounding parks are preserved, the city hall can reduce this fee. Although the land belongs to the federal government, what is the difference between it and its own back garden?

If you buy land No. 200, you can save hundreds of millions of dollars in one go, but 220 is leaning against Zhongyuan Park. In this way, the garden is not bigger, but there are residential areas around it, so is it a bit abrupt with tall buildings?

Han Xuan was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's already here, look over there." Gabriel said speechlessly.

Han Xuan turned his head and looked over. A few meters away from the gate said letters such as "Trump Company" and "Trump Airlines" were written. Gabriel's voice came from his ears: "Where is the entrance to the underground parking lot? I didn't see it after I turned around."

It is easy to get tired in the afternoon. There is no one coming to Trump's company recently. When Han Xuan entered the door, the two front desks were dozing off.

"Hey Phoenix Field" Irving walked over and knocked on the counter to wake them up. He probably saw that he was pretty. He immediately slowed down his tone: "Are your boss here? Have you got something to ask him for?"

"No." The young front desk in his twenties replied skillfully, glanced at the people in front of him, thinking that he would collect debts, and even bring a child over,

The security guards didn't care about him, so they hung up and pretended not to see him. They turned their heads and walked out with their hands behind their backs. Seeing that they were obviously prepared, they might suffer, and they would get a little salary and be hurt.

Han Xuan walked to the door in confusion, took the phone handed over by Rice, pressed the speed broadcast button and put it in his ear, and spoke after a while: "The front desk said Donald Trump is not here, you have made an appointment with him."

"I understood what I said yesterday. Wait a minute, I'll call him."

After saying that, the old man hung up, and then the phone at the front desk rang. A woman answered and muttered, looking at them, shouting: "Mr. Han."

"I'm here." Han Xuan replied.

The female front desk lowered her head and said a few words. After two minutes, a middle-aged white man in her fifties and slightly yellow hair ran out. He passed by Gabriel and the others looked at him, stood at the door and scratched his head and searched back and forth, and then strode towards the front desk to ask.

I was shocked to find out the situation and looked at Han Xuan: "Mr. Han I mentioned is the one from Sos Group."

"He is my grandfather, hello, chairman of Xueshan Investment Company."

Han Xuan walked up to him seriously and stretched out his hand: "I will discuss the two pieces of land today, I will make the decision, Mr. Donald."

"Uh, oh, hello."

Donald felt a stick hit on his head a few times, and he was still confused.

After waiting for a child for a long time, I came over to discuss a big business worth hundreds of millions of dollars. I just spoke to Mr. Han, and I knew from him that the person had arrived and could not make a false move. I couldn't speak in a tone: "Please go here, the conference hall has been prepared."

"Boy, wait, sorry, the traffic jam is late."

Han Xuan turned around and found that it was the lawyer Perez and Dylan who were helping to acquire Blizzard Entertainment in California. The team was specifically responsible for the acquisition of Sos Group. He said, "I just knew that grandpa was not worried that I would come here alone."

"I disappoint you. We won't interfere directly this time. We will only provide you with advice. The boss has given you instructions."

Lawyer Perez said with a smile and looked at Donald: "I've met again, you probably don't remember it. In 1975, I'm working as an assistant to lawyer Derek."

"Oh hello."

More than ten years have passed, but Donald can't remember it clearly, but that acquisition was indeed his proud work.

His signature heroic "Trump smile" appeared on his face, and he recovered from his surprise. He could not tell at all that the company was in trouble. He said enthusiastically: "Please come with me."

He looked down at Han Xuan: "I was still in school when I was as old as you, and you can already talk about business, it's really good."

"I'm still in school, Brown University, sir."

"Well, then we are still alumni, I'm also from the Ivy League, University of Pennsylvania Wharton" to be continued.

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Chapter completed!