I Won the Bet!

Due to staying up late last night, it was already ten in the morning when Fang Ye woke up, still enjoying his lazy sleep.

However, just as Fang Ye was sleeping comfortably, he was awakened by the sudden sound of his phone ringing. In a daze, he pressed the answer button, and an excited voice came through the phone.

"Mr. Fang, I have good news for you. After our company's strong persuasion, everyone has accepted your job offer, except for Ms. Doris who declined..."

Being woken up would irritate anyone, and Fang Ye wasn't interested in listening to a long speech. He impatiently replied, "Tell them to gather at the intersection of Wall Street at noon."

"As you wish, sir!"

Even though Fang Ye's tone wasn't good, the other person wasn't angry. In the money-centric country like the United States, money was god!

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ye casually tossed it aside. He had planned to sleep a bit more, but now that he was awake, he couldn't find the sleepiness again. Helpless, he lay on the bed for a while before getting up.

Fang Ye wasn't surprised that those people had accepted his job offer. After all, the salary he offered was twice what they were earning before. Only a fool would not know how to choose.

Of course, there were exceptions, like the lady named Doris, who refused Fang Ye's invitation for some reason.

After taking a shower and changing into fresh clothes, Fang Ye packed his things and checked out of the hotel. At noon, he took a taxi to Wall Street. He was already familiar with Wall Street; he had been here many times in the real world.

On both sides of Wall Street stood towering skyscrapers, and the streets resembled canyons. Looking up, all you could see was a narrow strip of sky. Countless large banks, trust companies, insurance companies, and exchanges were stationed here, and thousands of white-collar workers flocked here to work every day.

It could be said that Wall Street was the financial center of the United States, and the famous New York Stock Exchange was also located here.

The term "Wall Street" had now surpassed the street itself and become synonymous with the surrounding area. It referred to the entire influential financial market and financial institutions of the United States.

Fang Ye chose to establish the headquarters of his fund here in Wall Street.

"Boss!"

When Fang Ye arrived at the intersection of Wall Street, more than ten people respectfully greeted him.

Fang Ye looked them up and down. Although he had seen their photos before, it was the first time he had met them in person.

These people were the talents recruited by the headhunting company on Fang Ye's behalf. Among the fourteen people, four were women, and the rest were middle-aged men, with about one-third of them being African-Americans.

Fang Ye smiled slightly and nodded to them, acknowledging their greetings.

"Boss, let me do it!"

Among the crowd, a black man with a keen eye stepped forward and greeted Fang Ye with a smile, taking the luggage from Fang Ye's hand.

Fang Ye didn't bother to be polite with him and just nodded in acknowledgment, not saying any words of thanks.

Several people saw the black man's action, and their faces didn't look good because they had also intended to help carry the luggage, but they didn't expect the black man to be one step ahead, and now they regretted it.

Fang Ye noticed their expressions but didn't say anything. He made a rough judgment of their temperaments in his heart.

"Do you all know my situation?" Fang Ye asked.

"Yes!"

When Fang Ye recruited people through the headhunting company, he naturally had to provide some of his own information. The people had also seen those materials, so they felt both familiar and unfamiliar with Fang Ye. Familiar because who in the financial world hadn't heard of Fang Ye's name? Unfamiliar because they were meeting him for the first time, which was very normal.

In addition, they accepted Fang Ye's job offer so readily because of Fang Ye's reputation. They believed that this man who created miracles would lead them to overturn their lives.

"I won't talk nonsense. Since you have chosen me, I won't let you down. Now, let's go to Wall Street and choose a headquarters for Yueyi Fund!"

"Yes!"

Wall Street was valuable real estate, but under the assault of money, it only took two hours for Fang Ye to find a suitable location.

The office was on the thirteenth floor, covering an area of five hundred square meters. The entire Yueyi Fund, including Fang Ye, only had fifteen people, and the five hundred square meters of space was more than enough.

The most important thing was that it was very close to the New York Stock Exchange, making it convenient for future work.

As for future expansion, if Yueyi Fund needed more space, they could rent additional offices at that time.

However, if they had surplus funds in the future, Fang Ye didn't plan to rent more offices. Instead, he intended to build his own Yueyi Building, just like the Osborne Industrial Building or the Stark Tower. Fang Ye wanted the Yueyi Building to become one of the iconic buildings in Wall Street or even New York!

With the location chosen, the rest of the matters naturally didn't need Fang Ye to worry about. He sat on the sofa, thought for a moment, and then called for his temporary secretary.

"Jennifer, arrange it for me. I want to make an appointment with Norman Osborne, the chairman of Osborne Industries."

"Okay, boss!"

Jennifer was a well-known analyst on Wall Street. Since Fang Ye didn't have a secretary at the moment, she was temporarily brought in to fill the position.

However, to Fang Ye's surprise, Jennifer not only looked very good, but she also handled things in an orderly manner. She did the secretary's job very well.

Why did Fang Ye say "very well" instead of "perfectly"? That was because Jennifer hadn't done one thing a secretary should do...

"Boss, Mr. Osborne will be available to meet you tonight!"

"Alright, you go about your business!"

Fang Ye spread the news of meeting Norman Osborne intentionally through Jennifer, and soon all the other employees of Yueyi Fund learned about it.

Upon hearing that Fang Ye was meeting Norman Osborne, their gazes towards Fang Ye changed, becoming more respectful and admiring.

The reputation of Osborne Industries in the United States was unimaginable; it was a true world-class industrial conglomerate. Among all the companies in New York that could compare their strength to Osborne Industries, there were no more than five, and among the companies that could match Osborne Industries in terms of reputation, there was only Stark Industries.

Fang Ye noticed Jennifer's actions, of course.

He was even more satisfied with her; she was someone he could trust, someone who could consider things for him. Fang Ye had already decided to keep Jennifer as his secretary in the future!

In the evening, Jennifer drove a Rolls-Royce and took Fang Ye to Osborne Industries.

The car you drove represented your identity and status, and Fang Ye had already ordered a car, but it wasn't available immediately, so he had to rent a Rolls-Royce for the time being.

"Mr. Fang, welcome to visit Osborne Industries! Mr. Chairman has been waiting for you for a long time..."

When Fang Ye entered Osborne Industries, a blonde woman in her mid-twenties came forward to greet him.

Those who knew the blonde woman were surprised. After all, she was the secretary of Chairman Norman Osborne. What kind of person would make the chairman's secretary personally receive them?

"Please follow me, Mr. Fang."

Fang Ye smiled and nodded, following the blonde woman to the entrance of the elevator. This elevator was exclusive, directly leading to Norman Osborne's office on the top floor.

Guided by the blonde woman, Fang Ye met Norman Osborne for the second time.

And when Norman Osborne saw Fang Ye, he unexpectedly stood up to greet him, just as enthusiastic as when they first met.

Fang Ye was used to such situations; he had encountered them many times in the real world.

"Fang, welcome to visit Osborne Industries!"

"Thank you. I'm honored to visit Osborne Industries."

After hugging Norman Osborne, Fang Ye's smile remained unchanged. However, the enthusiasm of Americans sometimes made Fang Ye feel a bit overwhelmed.

Smiling, Fang Ye took out a check.

"Mr. Osborne, it seems that I won our bet!"

"Haha! Fang, I apologize for my previous underestimation. Let me thank you formally. Fang, you are a true genius!"