After a pause, Pan Mingzhe added: "Yes, a loss of 500 million US dollars is terrible, but we can afford to lose. If we continue to fight hard, we may really lose everything."
After the words fell, everyone agreed with Pan Mingzhe's opinion.
Han Murphy leaned back, leaned against the back of his chair, glanced at everyone with cold eyes, and said: "Don't forget, we are a fund. A loss of US$500 million is enough to make our return rate this year fall into negative numbers.
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"When you ask me to hold the year-end meeting, how do I explain it to those investors? Tell them, I'm sorry, but due to an accident, I won't make a profit this year but will lose money?"
"Or should I hold a large dinner at the Temple of Dendur in the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York, the Duke of Wellington's residence in London, or a castle outside Paris to apologize to them?"
"Bullshit! (Bullshit) Do you think those clients who have invested tens or hundreds of millions in our funds will care about these things?"
"In the glorious days of Julian Robertson's Tiger Fund, were those investors attracted by his lavish banquets, or were they tempted by his outstanding performance?"
"If you can't go to Tiger Fund, who wants to attend his high-end dinner parties?"
"Don't forget, for every 1,000 new hedge funds established, 1,000 old hedge funds will close!"
"Performance is our lifeline. As long as we fail to produce good results for a year, our greedy wealthy investors will immediately abandon us and switch to the arms of others."
"As soon as their funds are withdrawn, your and my career as a fund manager will be over next year."
"Think about how Tiger Management collapsed, and then come and tell me such useless nonsense!"
As soon as the words fell, everyone suddenly became silent.
After waving his hand, Han Murphy said: "Go out, sit down in your seats, and wait for my instructions."
He understands that now, he can only rely on himself.
If the people below know how to deal with it, then someone else should be sitting in the CEO position and not him.
Turning on the computer, he briefly scanned the information on the three stocks of Lever Group, and then ordered people to transfer large sums of funds from the United States and Europe to the Hong Kong company's account.
Then, he took out his mobile phone and looked up Zheng Shihua's phone number.
After pressing the dial button, Zheng Shihua's amiable voice came from the other end of the phone: "Murphy, my dear son-in-law, why are you in such a good mood to chat with an old guy like me?"