roccoschili Chapter 698 The Gradient World (4)
Chapter 698 The Gradient World (4)
new York.
Afternoon~
40 East 105th Street, Manhattan.
Ezra Cremo, head of the CIA's New York branch, stood by the window of his office, lowering his head and fiddling with a glittering button, lost in thought.
"Dang Dang Dang~" A knock on the door brought him back to his senses instantly.
"Enter!"
The beautiful agent Pamela Randy walked into the office with several large folders in her arms and smiled at her boss, Mr. Cremo.
"The documents you requested."
"Yeah~ put it there."
"Ok."
Pamela put the document on the table and saw Claymore fidgeting with the golden buttons on his fingertips from the corner of her eye. She stood there thinking for a while and said.
"Sir, I...just received a phone message."
"What is it?"
"Yes...Akie Asama!"
"Ok?"
Claymore held the button in his hand, turned around and walked up to Pamela, folded his arms and looked down at her and asked.
"Did you talk on the phone?"
"Um.."
"content?"
Pamela raised her head slightly and looked at her serious-faced boss, took two deep breaths and said.
"She said . . . she overheard some Davis Leahy talking on the phone to Marlatt, who worked for Mr. Coleman . . ."
"They said during the call... that they might implement a plan to buy spot crude oil from the bear country..."
"...?!"
Ezra Cremo clutched the button tightly and immediately discovered the "business opportunity" from these two simple pieces of information!
He turned around silently, walked to the window and tried to control himself to stay calm. After careful analysis several times, he made a very bold decision.
"Randy!"
"You go figure out a way to make this...Akie Asama, leave Davis Leahy and come to New York."
"Uh... let her come to New York directly?"
"This.."
Claymo did not look back and waved his hand: "If she continues to stay with Davis Leahy, it may disrupt my plan."
"..Understood!"
"Then I'll go now?"
"Go!"
Pamela Landy, gone.
Ezra Cremo put the buttons in his hand into his inner pocket and paced back and forth by the window, thinking.
Two 10 minutes later.
Only then did he feel that he had figured out all the joints, so he immediately picked up the phone and dialed.
"Hello~"
“I need to book a flight to Houston, the sooner the better!”
----
Houston, Texas.
West of downtown, 19 Piney Point Village, Memorial District, Piney Point Village.
In the warm afternoon sun.
David sat in the study of his mentor, Professor Armstrong Bartley, his fingertips tapping rapidly on the keyboard of the mechanical typewriter.
"Da da da~"
This ERIKA brand mechanical typewriter produced in East Germany in 74 gave him an oddly familiar feeling every time his fingertips hit the keyboard, as if he were using a green-axis mechanical keyboard. .
Therefore, when David quickly became familiar with the operation method of this typewriter, he seemed to have returned to the fantasy world of facing an LED screen and coding crazily in the era of the Internet information explosion. .
"Da da da da~"
David's gaze was slightly blank as he stared at each typed letter. The speed of his hand did not slow down at all, but became faster. .
Not far from his side.
Professor Armstrong Bartlett was sitting in a wheelchair with a frown on his face. He looked down and carefully read the manuscript that David had just typed. He was so shocked and curious that he almost burst out!
David spent more than two hours non-stop writing more than 1 words, and he showed no sign of stopping. .
Even among the most outstanding graduates Professor Bartley has ever seen at Harvard Business School, few of them can do this simply typing out a completely drafted article in their mind.
Emm. .
Professor Bartlett put down the manuscript and looked up at Otis Parker, who was standing straight at the door, and found that his eyes were like an owl staring at David who was coding crazily, as if he had finally found the rarest prey. .
Old Morgan and Elder were also sitting on the sofa holding the manuscript coded by David, frowning and silent, concentrating on the content inside, a little distracted. .
Professor Bartlet took a deep breath, raised his hand and tapped the solid wood desk twice, coughing lightly.
"Okay, David!"
"You take a rest first."
"Da da da~"
"Ok!"
David slowly recovered from the strange state just now, the tapping speed of his fingertips slowed down a bit, and he nodded.
"There's one last part, right now!"
"..." Professor Bartlet leaned forward and his eyes fell on the typewriter at David's fingertips. He watched him quickly type out another page and a half of manuscript before he stopped with a look of satisfaction.
"Whoo~"
David rubbed his sore wrists and neck, handed the last two typed pages to his instructor, and smiled.
"I want to go out and walk around the yard and get some fresh air."
"Of course ~ go ahead!"
"Remember...don't catch a cold."
"Ok!"
David stood up, nodded respectfully to Professor Bartley, and then asked old Morgan.
"Dad, I'm out!"
"Hmm~" Old Morgan relaxed his frown and nodded to David with a smile.
David felt exhausted physically and mentally and walked to the door very relaxed: "Hey ~ Otis!"
"Come for a walk with me!"
"..OK!"
Otis Parker, restrained from the expression of wanting to "eat people" just now, followed David with a smile.
. . .
In the study, everything was quiet.
Elder stood up and walked to Professor Bartley and asked for the last two pages of the manuscript. After reading it carefully, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Professor, what do you think...?"
Professor Bartlet shook his head, stood up from the wheelchair, and with Elder's careful support, he walked to Old Morgan and sat down, finding a more comfortable position for himself and asked.
“Do you know how often Harvard Business School updates its undergraduate textbooks?”
"..." Old Morgan understood what his old friend meant, squinted his eyes and nodded without saying anything.
Professor Bartley waved to Elder, asked him to sit down, and said with a smile: "In the textbooks in business schools and the required reading lists prepared for students, few people mention Adam Smith's "" "The Wealth of Nations"..."
"There are even some students who will joke: Who is that British guy? Does he know more about economics than Professor Paul Samuelson?"
"Haha~" Elder joked with a strange smile and raised his eyebrows.
"So you are also a theoretical follower of Professor Samuelson?"
"..."
Professor Bartley curled his lips noncommittally: "From a historical perspective, it is not uncommon for landmark economics textbooks to remain popular for decades."
"Since the publication of "The Wealth of Nations" by Adam Smith, the father of economics, in 1776, the economics community has produced three recognized landmark works."
"1848, John Mill's Principles of Political Economy."
“Alfred Marshall’s Principles of Economics, 1890.”
"Paul Samuelson's Economics, 1948."
"In addition, there are "Fundamentals of Economic Analysis", "Linear Programming and Economic Analysis", "Halo Effect", "Management Practice", "Management-Task and Responsibility Practice", "Marketing Principles", "Marketing Activities and New Economic Trends", "Marketing "Management: Analysis and Decision Making", "Basic Marketing: Systematic Research Approach", "Marketing Management: Analysis, Planning and Control", "The Crowd", etc."
"They are all included in the must-read and must-learn books list for business school students."
Professor Bartlet took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands gently, looked at the few rays of sunlight coming in from the window, and said.
"Ten years ago, "Consumer Behavior" was co-edited by Engel, Clutter and Blackwell of Ohio State University and was included in the textbook catalog."
"Last year, Alfred D. Chandler released a new book, "The Visible Hand: The Management Revolution in American Business."
"Robert Lucas Jr. of the University of Chicago, in his papers such as "Understanding Business Cycles" and "Unemployment Policy," proposed that economic fluctuations depend on the cyclical theory that producers respond to price changes."
"Cycle, cycle."
"Some people also call it period."
"No matter what it was called, the periodic theory proposed by Robert Lucas, Jr. quickly became widely recognized and affirmed."
Professor Bartlet raised his right hand holding the handkerchief, still staring at the dust "flying" in the sunlight, and whispered.
"People always like to look far away, to heights, to the horizon~"
"But the path we all need to take lies beneath our feet!"
"Those incisive theories and complex insights cannot help students who have just entered university understand what they really want to study!"
“That’s why Harvard Business School appears inscrutable in the eyes of outsiders.”
"But what people don't know is that even if you are a tenured professor in a business school like me, you can't help but be blinded by the illusory title of honorary professor."
"University professors who have won the Nobel Prize are not exempt from this..."
"George Stigler gave a very explicit description in his book "Intellectuals and the Market" published in 1963."
"Hehe~"
Professor Bartlet laughed at himself twice, restrained his "fragility", and continued to say, regardless of how the two people around him reacted,
"The foundation has always been the foundation of all development!"
"If David could intersperse more detailed economic data + more interesting real cases + more specific and numerous practical applications and special interest columns into this book..."
"It will help students understand issues such as financial market structure, foreign exchange market, financial institution management and the role of monetary policy in the economy, and establish a unified analysis and learning framework!"
“It can use detailed and step-by-step unfolding models to help students understand the latest developments in economics and monetary theory, broaden their vision of global economic integration, improve their ability to independently analyze and understand the latest economic information, etc. "
Professor Bartlet glanced at Elder, who looked surprised, then turned to his old friend Sirrod Pierpont Morgan and smiled.
"It's my luck to meet him, and it's also our luck!"
“After the overall theoretical details of his book are completed, I will write him a preface.”
"I also want to set up an elective course on Monetary Finance for freshmen in the business school to help them learn these introductory theories of economics and finance!"
Old Morgan looked at his old friend Professor Bartley quietly, and then asked after a moment.
"You want to go back to teach?"
"But your body..."
"I'm fine!"
Professor Bartlet waved his hand very simply and said: "Didn't I say that~"
"Rather than let me die in a warm and comfortable bed at home, it would be better for me to die on the podium!"
"That is my final destination in life!"
"..." Old Morgan took a deep breath and nodded heavily.
"I understand!"
"When are you going to go back?"
"Forehead.."
Professor Bartlet hesitated for a moment, looked at the few rays of sunlight shining through the window again, and smiled.
"Spring."
“I love the wonderful scene of Boston coming back to life in the spring.”
"Um.."
Old Morgan nodded slowly and said: "There are still more than two months left. According to his speed, he should be able to complete it."
"Hehe~"
"Okay!"
"Aren't you tired?"
"Let's go out and get some air too."
"it is good!"
. . .
yard.
David raised his arms and looked up at the sun, asking Otis Parker behind him.
"Do you know what my ultimate ideal in life is?"
"do not know.."
“My ultimate ideal is to have enough sunshine when I want to bask in the sun!”
"Baking in the sun...??"
Otis Parker also gradually relaxed and asked in a playful manner: "The sun, isn't it already yours?"
"You still want to monitor it every day?"
"Hahaha~"
David, who has entrusted lawyer George McCarran to apply to the United Nations for private ownership of the sun and moon, smiled very cheerfully.
"The sun is mine, what's wrong?"
"I never wanted to monopolize it..."
"But I hope that every time I want to bask in the sun, I can stand in the sun relaxedly and happily, and enjoy it without any restraint~"
"..." Odis Parker was silent.
Because he heard another hidden meaning in David's words.
Be able to enjoy the sun as much as you want. . ?
This is indeed difficult for many people!
. . .
David walked around on the lawn a few times and felt that the pain in his body was somewhat relieved, when he suddenly remembered something.
"correct!"
"When you came back just now, you seemed to have something to say?"
"Ok!"
Mr. Parker turned his head and glanced in the direction of the door, and whispered: "Yuri Orlov and Marat sent news back from Tokyo..."
"Oh~"
After listening to Mr. Parker's story, David tilted his head, thought for a moment, and asked, "What do you think of this cooperation?"
Mr. Parker thought silently for more than ten seconds and said, "This is an adventure and a great opportunity!"
"Hehe~"
David gave him a thumbs up with great admiration: "Then you will be responsible for all the fund allocation matters in New York this time."
"As for Yuri and Marat, how far they can achieve in the end depends on their abilities~"
"However, I have to warn you in advance!"
"You are only responsible for assisting them + providing them with some intelligence information. Do not interfere in any of their decisions, let alone participate in them!"
"Understood." Mr. Parker smiled and suppressed the "restlessness" in his heart, and replied calmly.
"Hmm~"
"Any other latest news?"
"Have!"
"Sam's side..."
"Hey!! Wait a minute!!"
Just as Mr. Parker opened his mouth to continue, David suddenly raised his hand and interrupted him. He frowned and thought for a few seconds before asking.
"You just said that when Marat called back, he mentioned... jeans??"
"Yes~"
"Do you know anything more specific about it?"
"Forehead.."
Mr. Parker didn't understand David's intention, so he thought for a moment and said, "As far as I know, the earliest jeans that appeared in Xiong Da's country were brought back by several expatriates working in East Germany."
"Denims, along with rock music, were once all the rage among young people~"
"Almost all young people in Europe are crazy about wearing jeans, no matter what the occasion or season."
"Later, a jeans fabric merchant in Greece seized the business opportunity and took the initiative to go to the Xiongda Foreign Economic and Trade Department to discuss the business of importing fabrics."
"After Xiong Daguo obtained this batch of fabrics, he also began to produce some jeans for domestic sales."
"Although the jeans produced by Xiong Daguo are of extremely good quality, are wear-resistant and do not fade..."
"But most of its styles are outdated and old versions, and they fail to meet the fashion needs of young people."
"Therefore, in the past two years, many traders have used the latest fashionable jeans to sell to underground black market traders in Xiong Daguo as additional goods in the transaction."
"Ah~oh!"
"That's what it is..."
David nodded with great interest, walked to Mr. Parker, put his arm around his shoulders and asked.
"Livlin once told me that she wanted to acquire the ck (Calvin Klein) clothing brand in New York."
"ck, here are the latest ripped jeans!"
"If we sell ck brand jeans to Popov at a price slightly lower than the market price..."
"what do you think?"
"..??"
Mr. Parker asked, feeling even more confused with a big question mark on his forehead.
"What the hell do you want to do?"
"Hehe~"
David did not answer him directly, but thought about it crazily and said.
"Hmm...ck!"
"Young people in Xiong Country must have never heard of this small brand in New York."
"We might as well...find some celebrities or handsome men and women to shoot some commercials and give them to Popov along with the jeans!"
"for example.."
"We are looking for Jeff East, the actor of the movie "Superman" which was released just last month, to star in the commercial."
"Also... Yuri's girlfriend Ava Fangtian can also shoot a few jeans commercials to expand her international reputation."
“I remember, Ava Fangtian is from Crimea!”
"She will definitely be more in line with the aesthetic taste of young people in Xiong Daguo!"
"Hey! Otis!"
"I'm such a genius!"
"Hahahaha~"
"..."
Otis Parker tilted his head and looked at the "nervous" boss David, and for a moment he wondered if there was something wrong with his brain.
However, if he really followed his idea, he would give Popov the videotape of the movie "Superman" and the jeans commercial filmed by handsome men and beautiful women. .
Maybe, we can actually get some unexpected gains? !