Chapter 97 Are Rich People Happy?
"You're very familiar with Christian?"
A look of surprise flashed in Christine's eyes. You should know that as the head of Koenigseger, Christian's identity can be said to be very noble.
Those who can become friends with big names of Christians can be said to be either rich or noble. If Lin Chu was older, she might not be surprised.
But Lin Chu is really too young. If Lin Chu's father and other people know Christian, she might believe it.
"We are partners." Lin Chu shrugged.
"cooperate?"
"I am a shareholder of Koenigseger."
"The shareholder of Koonie Seger? The person who acquired 10% of Koonie Seger's shares some time ago?!" Christine was still confused at first, but suddenly she seemed to remember something and spoke in shock.
Before, the failure of Koch Group to acquire Koenigsegg shares could be said to have been circulating in the upper class of the United States. You should know that as the largest private all-share enterprise in the entire United States, Koch Group is a top consortium even in the United States.
Originally, Koss Group was proud and wanted to use the pedal of Koenigsegg to join forces and jump into the new energy field. Unexpectedly, it was finally taken to the forefront by a mysterious oriental.
"It should be me," Lin Chu shrugged. In the information given by Li Ran, in recent years, Koenixe Group has not sold many shares, one time it was Bingda, and the other time it was with him.
"At that time, because of you, the entire Koch group became a joke." A glimmer of light flashed in Christian's eyes.
The young man who looked small in front of him was a super invincible golden thigh. She knew the energy of the Koch Group. Lin Chu could defeat the Koch Group and take over the 10% stake, and the energy behind him was evident.
"I didn't think so much at that time," Lin Chu smiled indifferently. In fact, he didn't know what Koenigsegg was doing at the beginning, but he just thought that he would buy shares in a company for more than 9,000 yuan, so he bought it.
It was not until later that he learned that Koenigsegg was a supercar company, and it was a well-known supercar company in the world.
"That's really amazing." Christine's eyes were filled with a touch of play. Why did this statement seem to be like buying a stake in a company and buying a cabbage in the supermarket?
How rich should a person who has the confidence to say such words?
If we can establish a long-term cooperative relationship with such people, how much money can they make? As people who can run rampant on Wall Street, we naturally have no shortage of money, but not lacking money does not mean that we don’t love money.
If we can make more money, who would dislike it?
"Do we need to start working directly?" Christine asked.
I just got off the plane and the jet lag has not reversed yet. If I start working directly, it would be a bit difficult.
"No, the bull market is just a sign, so there is no hurry." Lin Chu shook his head indifferently, "Let's go to have a meal first to welcome you, and then you have a good rest and then talk about work."
"I understand." Christine nodded, but did not refuse.
"What do you want to eat? Western or Chinese? I know a pretty good Western restaurant." Lin Chu turned his head and looked at Christine. Since he wanted to welcome others, he naturally had to consider other people's opinions.
"Forget Western food or something, come and try some Chinese food. I am still looking forward to those ancient oriental delicacies." Christine's eyes flashed.
On Wall Street, I really eat too much Western food. No matter how authentic the Western food here is, it can compare with those Western restaurants abroad that have been around for hundreds of years? Besides, when I come to China, I don’t eat authentic Chinese food, but instead eat Western food. What’s the difference between not coming?
"Okay, I'll make some arrangements for it." Lin Chu nodded. Actually, it doesn't matter what you eat. How much can you eat for a meal?
Behind the cherry-red supercar, followed by a bus, this combination can be said to be a beautiful landscape, attracting the attention of countless people.
"This car is a waste of resources in your hands." Looking at the instrument on the car, Christine couldn't help but laugh.
Lin Chu's car speed is not slow, about 60 miles. If it is placed in other cars, it can be said to be normal, but if it is placed in Lin Chu's super sports car, it seems a bit slow.
If it is placed on some crazy people, it is not impossible to drive more than one hundred miles, or even close to two hundred miles.
You should know that the maximum speed of Koenigsegg Jesko has reached an astonishingly more than 300 kilometers per hour. Of course, most people drive so fast, they are basically seeking death.
"I think it's better to let this car waste resources than to lose my life." Lin Chu didn't seem to hear the joke in Christine's tone, and replied indifferently.
Why do you drive so fast? Hurry up to reincarnate? Although a life of speed and passion can make people excited, if the premise is that life is in danger, Lin Chu will refuse without hesitation.
"What a timid man." Christine licked her lips and said with a boring look on her face.
Wherever women, whether in the East or the West, don’t they all like heroes? And Lin Chu looks like a hero, not only not a hero, but rather like a bear.
"I live my life in sing wildly, who is the hero for whom I am so arrogant?" Lin Chu laughed softly, and a hint of loss flashed in his eyes.
Do you think the rich are happy? No, you don’t understand the happiness of the rich, because you have no way to imagine the happiness of the rich.
But the same is true for rich people to be happy, but also for sadness. Just like Lin Chu, he is very rich, but he never feels that he is much happier than ordinary people.
If God gave him a chance to exchange everything he has now for the home he was back, he would agree without hesitation, even if it was all this so-called, including Taoduoduo Mall.
He didn't drive fast because he didn't dare to drive fast. Every time he held the steering wheel, he would always think of his parents, who died in a traffic accident.
"Is this a Chinese poem?" A light flashed in Christine's eyes. Although she was not very proficient in Chinese, she could also feel the heavy artistic conception in the poem.
Chapter completed!