A block away from Wall Street, the Chevrolet slowly pulled up to the curb.
Luo An looked at the unfamiliar number on his cell phone and pressed the answer button.
"It's , Luo An."
Hearing the familiar voice on the other end of the call, Luo An imdiately raised his eyebrows.
It turned out to be Vireness.
"Good afternoon, Chief."
Although Luo An wondered why Vireness had changed her phone number, he didn't dwell on it and instead asked with a smile:
"Any new tasks for ?"
Instead of answering Luo An's question, Vireness asked:
"Where are you now?"
"Um..."
Blinking, Luo An did not hide his whereabouts from Vireness and indicated that he was on his way to Wall Street.
Learning that Luo An was heading to Wall Street for business, Vireness fell silent for a mont and then spoke quietly:
"Go take care of your business first, and after you're done, co see ; I have sothing to discuss with you."
"Sure, Chief."
Though puzzled about why Vireness wanted to see him at this ti, Luo An still nodded and agreed.
"Bye."
Vireness on the other end didn't waste words and hung up the phone after speaking.
Seeing that, Luo An restarted the Chevrolet and continued towards Wall Street.
Wall Street is located in the southern part of the New York Manhattan District, extending from Broadway to the East River.
The streets here are too narrow, so Luo An parked the Chevrolet on the outskirts and then walked slowly into the New York Stock Exchange.
Luo An-Greenwood had worked on Wall Street before, and he was quite familiar with opening accounts, buying stocks, and trading.
What surprised Luo An was that at this ti, the share price of Apple hadn't risen to 50 US dollars but was at 47 US dollars.
Without hesitation, Luo An imdiately converted his one million two hundred thousand dollars into Apple Company stock.
After completing the transaction, Luo An looked at the information on the computer, and the smile on his face gradually deepened:
"Now, it's just a matter of waiting for Jobs to release the new product."
Thinking of the future news stories about people selling their kidneys to buy phones…
Buying stocks could actually be done on the computers of the Special Investigation Team No. 5.
The reason why Luo An had to actually co to Wall Street was more about wanting to experience the Wall Street scenery.
Like the big bronze bull.
Watching the predecessor's mories and seeing it with his own eyes were ultimately two different feelings.
But after entering Wall Street, aside from the tourists, many people gave Luo An a very uncomfortable vibe.
The late sociologist and playwright Philip Slater in his 1980 book introduced a term "wealth addiction" and stated in that book that 80% of people working on Wall Street showed symptoms of this condition.
They are energetic, highly competitive, insatiably greedy, full of ambition, possess wealth, and see a stream of capital flow through their hands every day.
But at the sa ti, they are also under trendous pressure, abusing drugs and alcohol, and won are an indispensable tool for them to vent their stress.
The "Wolf of Wall Street," as portrayed by that water pistol-toting man, the scenes of people eating flour publicly and stripping down to party after making money in the office hall, are all based on real life....
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Hospital.
Luo An, holding fruits and flowers, gently knocked on the door of Vireness's hospital room.
"Co in."
Entering the room, Luo An imdiately saw Vireness on the hospital bed, bored and watching the news on TV.
Because of her injury and having to lie in bed, Vireness looked much paler than usual, and her whole person seed much thinner.
Not only that, the biggest difference from usual was actually Vireness's deanor.
Normally, Vireness had a cold makeup look and a sharp aura; at first glance, she gave the impression of being a formidable and unapproachable career woman.
But at this mont, Vireness was buried in her blanket, with a few wisps of hair stuck to her forehead, coupled with her pale face and slightly furrowed brows due to the pain of her wounds, she suddenly gave Luo An a strange sense of shattered beauty.
Shaking his head to dismiss the ssy thoughts in his mind, Luo An walked to the bedside with a smile and said:
"Good evening, Chief."
"Sit."
Seeing the fruits and flowers brought by Luo An, Vireness felt a bit of happiness inside, yet also so helplessness.
Her most severe wound was in her abdon; she couldn't eat any food for the ti being and could only drink a little water at most.
After placing the flowers in a vase, Luo An filled up a glass of water for Vireness, then started chatting with her, tilting his head.
The two of them didn't talk much, and most of the conversation was about the case.
There was no helping it; Luo An only knew that Vireness lived alone, had no boyfriend, and her daily life revolved between her house and the office. He didn't know if she had friends or relatives, nor had he ever seen any.
Apart from the case, Luo An really didn't know what else to talk with Vireness about.
However, Vireness was quite happy about this; compared to the trivial matters of life and gossip, she preferred talking about cases and work.
During their chat, most of the ti Luo An was narrating, with Vireness listening and occasionally throwing out a question or two.
Hearing the exciting parts of the case, a faint smile slowly erged on Vireness's pallid face, and her gaze towards Luo An also carried so indescribable significance.
After a while, seeing that Vireness's spirit seed more lethargic than when he first arrived, Luo An imdiately changed the topic and asked with a smile:
"Chief, you ntioned earlier that you had sothing you wanted to discuss with , may I know what it is?"
The smile on Vireness's face paused for a mont, then she cast her gaze towards a side cabinet and said in a light voice:
"There's a business card there, given to you by an official from Washington.
Keep it and if you ever run into an insoluble problem in the future, call this number, and they might be able to offer so help."
Seeing the phone number on the card, along with the surna 'Clent' written alone, Luo An's eyebrows raised slightly.
He rembered that Vireness's last na was also Clent.
After the explosion occurred, Mr. Clent in Washington received the news at the first mont.
Upon learning that Vireness was not in mortal danger, Clent breathed a sigh of relief and imdiately had his secretary retrieve detailed information about the case and bring it to his desk.
But before Clent could review it, the President from the White House called him over for so matters.
Left with no choice, Clent had to put the case aside for the ti being and et with the President.
The matter with the President involved multiple departnts, complex interests, and intricate details. By the ti Mr. Clent finally got back to his office, the case had already concluded.
Seeing the process of solving the case written in the report brought by the secretary, and the na Luo An Greenwood, Clent, sitting in his chair, showed a shocked expression with extre complication.
He opened his mouth several tis, not knowing what to say, ultimately only uttering one word:
"Fuck!"
After a long silence, Clent signaled his secretary to visit Vireness's hospital room, to check on her and also to give his business card to Luo An.
The unfamiliar phone number from earlier was the one Vireness dialed using her secretary's phone.
After keeping the business card, Luo An continued to chat with Vireness for a while before taking the initiative to leave the room.
The next day, Luo An inford Augustus, and instead of going straight to work, he first visited the several banks that were robbed.
The money for security consulting wasn't taken for nothing.
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