Game within game: chess player

Ye Fang hated Tripp's suspicious face. It was obvious that Tripp still didn't believe that he could be related to the Rockefeller family, and suspected that Ye Fang was pulling the Rockefeller family's banner.

Ye Fang was too lazy to pay attention to such a powerful villain and just said casually, "Yeah."

When Tripp saw that he didn't get the answer he wanted from Ye Fang, he said seriously, "Mr. Ye, do you know who is attending this meeting?"

"Aren't they just some rich bosses?" Ye Fang said nonchalantly.

Tripp pretended to be mysterious and whispered to Ye Fang, "They are not just rich, they are the makers of the rules of the game in the United States and even the world."

Hearing Tripp's words, Ye Fang unconsciously turned his head to Tripp and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

Tripp nodded solemnly and said, "According to common sense, you shouldn't be here. Although I don't know where you got the invitation from, the people who can attend this meeting are not ordinary people. Otherwise, It’s impossible for the Rockefeller family to come.”

Ye Fang knew that Tripp was referring to David, the future heir to the Rockefeller family.

"And it's not just him, all the heads of the top families in the United States are here today. Do you know what the topic today is?"

How could Ye Fang know what was being discussed tonight? He even got the invitation letter yesterday. He shook his head and said, "I don't know. I'm just here to join in the fun."

Perhaps because he won too much money at Ye Fang Casino, Tripp had a natural affinity for Ye Fang. He continued in a low voice, "The topic this time is finance and oil, so those who are here tonight are all top Americans." The consortium involves big names in banking, insurance, and securities, as well as oil tycoons like the Rockefeller family.”

"Since it's finance and oil, what are you here for? Aren't you engaged in real estate?" Ye Fang asked rhetorically.

Tripp chuckled and said, "Although I am not engaged in finance or oil, I will be engaged in real estate by then. The topic on finance tonight is related to real estate."

"What does a house seller have to do with finance?" Ye Fang asked a little confused.

Tripp looked at the guests gradually gathering around him and said, "You'll know in a minute."

Ye Fang and Tripp chatted wordlessly, but his mind was thinking about what Tripp said just now, not because of the importance of this meeting, but why he appeared here. Why would Lawrence allow himself to attend this highest-level meeting in the United States? Is it just to flex his muscles and surrender to the Rockefeller family?

This reason is obviously untenable, but it is also the most reasonable reason that Ye Fang can think of at present. Ye Fang believed that with just one word from Lawrence or David, countless companies would be incorporated and countless big companies would be supported. Why did he favor him so much alone? Ye Fang now recalled that most of the looks he had received since he stepped into the White House were unfriendly, and he seemed to be questioning why a yellow man with an oriental face appeared here.

If he hadn't deliberately lost [-] million U.S. dollars to Tripp, causing Tripp to treat him as a scapegoat, Ye Fang estimated that Tripp wouldn't be too friendly to him. After all, racial discrimination has always been common in the United States, especially in the United States. This is especially true in the upper class. Because Ye Fang really noticed that he was the only oriental face tonight, and there were no other Asian faces at the scene, which made him look so awkward in the entire dinner.

"It seems that you are really the only scorpion to poop tonight!" Nan Yi held Ye Fang's hand and said with a smile.

"You are the scorpion shit! If I were, you would be too!" Ye Fang couldn't help but burst into laughter when he heard Nan Yi's words, and the tight string in his mind suddenly eased.

Nan Yi seemed to see what Ye Fang was worried about, and said, "There is a saying in China, when the soldiers come, the water will be blocked and the earth will cover it up. They will attack, and we will follow up. What are we afraid of!"

Ye Fang seemed to know Nan Yi again and said, "Now I feel that you are no longer a computer person, and you look a bit scheming."

"Who are you calling old? You are the only one." Nan Yi hit Ye Fang on the arm and said bitterly.

Tripp on the side saw the scene of Ye Fang and Nan Yi flirting and said with a smile, "Mr. Ye, your girlfriend has a special temperament that I have not seen in other women."

"Oh?! What kind of temperament!" Ye Fang and Nan Yi both looked at Tripp and asked.

"There is a kind of intellectual beauty, and there is also a kind of trust that can be entrusted with everything. I admire Mr. Ye's vision very much. If you look at me again, I am the kind of person with big breasts and no brains." Tripp laughed at himself.

This was the first time that Nan Yi heard someone praise him like this. He stuck his head out and said to Tripp, "Old man, although your character is average, your vision is still good."

Tripp didn't seem to care about Nan Yi's evaluation of his character, because he had been a playboy all his life. Changing girlfriends was like changing socks. He would just change them when he got tired of them. But for Nan Yi's comment on his good taste, Tripp Obviously it is still very useful, and I can't help but feel complacent.

While Ye Fang and Tripp were chatting and waiting for the dinner to start, Mike was watching Ye Fang with a telescope from a place on the roof of the White House overlooking the entire dinner scene. Surrounding him were agents dressed in Secret Service uniforms. All of them were holding submachine guns and standing coldly with their guns pointed down.

"Who is that old man next to you?" Mike asked curiously.

After confirmation, the assistant next to him said, "It's Tripp, just a real estate developer."

"Go and find out what their relationship is, and see how passionately they chat." Mike ordered.

"Yes." the assistant replied.

"When I get a chance later, you guys can follow me down to a remote corner and detain the person for me." Mike said coldly.

"Yes!" all the agents replied.

Now in Mike's eyes, Ye Fang is a turtle in the urn. There is no possibility of escaping with just a female companion. Then Mike continued, "After taking him down, those men outside the White House cannot let him go. Find a reason to arrest them all." Yes, if you resist arrest, you will be shot directly."

"Yes!"

At this time, a group of people walked out of the White House. In the middle was, of course, US President Bush, surrounded by high-ranking US officials such as the Secretary of State. People like David followed behind in an extremely low-key manner. There were several older-looking men with David. Ye Fang only learned after listening to Tripp's introduction that those people were from the Goldman Sachs Group, Oil tycoons such as the Thomson family, Anadarko and Mobil can be said to have gathered the top tycoons in the world's capital. Everyone walked around Bush towards the center of the banquet, accepting everyone's almost worshipful greetings. Eyes.

Ye Fang noticed that Steve next to David nodded towards him, and Ye Fang also nodded politely. Tripp saw this scene, but did not speak, but in his heart he raised Ye Fang's status again. A few points.

What surprised Ye Fang even more was that this group of people actually walked towards him. David in the crowd whispered a few words in Bush's ear at the right time. Bush raised his head slightly and looked at Ye with eyes like the uncle next door. Fang walked up to him and stretched out his hand and said, "Welcome, friend from the East, I'm glad you can join the democratic family of America!"

Although he was holding Bush's hand at the moment, Ye Fang's head was still confused, "What is going on?! I actually shook hands with the President of the United States!" Just when Ye Fang was distracted, someone next to him directly stood up for Ye Fang I took a photo with Bush, and Ye Fang's expression in the photo was instantly interpreted as a kind of kneeling shock, which made him feel flattered.

Ye Fang responded quickly and greeted, "Hello, Mr. President, nice to meet you."

"I heard Mr. David's introduction to you and spoke highly of it. We in the United States hope to integrate knowledgeable people like Mr. Ye to join us. The future liberal order of the world is in our hands! I believe Mr. Ye's choice will not Wrong!" After Bush finished speaking, he nodded to Ye Fang, then turned and left, leaving Ye Fang standing there with a stunned look on his face.

The scene of Ye Fang shaking hands with Bush was seen by Mike on the rooftop. Mike's face was full of disbelief and said, "What...what is going on? How could Mr. President shake hands with him?!"

"What should we do now? Are we still going to arrest him?" the assistant asked worriedly.

Mike was having a fierce ideological struggle in his mind, and then said decisively, "Catch him first. If you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to catch him again."

"just in case..."

"Nothing is wrong, there is definitely something wrong with this person!" Mike emphasized.

"Yes! Then I'll make the arrangements." The assistant turned and left.

At this time, Mike looked at Ye Fang through the telescope and gritted his teeth and said, "I want to see if you are a human or a ghost?"

During the dinner, Ye Fang didn't notice at all that there was a wolf staring at him on the roof of the Presidential Palace, but Nan Yi sensed a potential crisis. This was purely a sixth sense. Nan Yi didn't know when he started to feel like he was being watched, and this feeling became stronger and stronger. Nan Yi suddenly turned around and looked behind him, and his eyes with murderous intent were directly reflected in Mike's telescope. .

Mike was so frightened that he sat on the ground with a plop. The special agents behind him thought Mike had been shot, and they were so frightened that they immediately gathered around him.

Mike was shocked and murmured "That woman...that woman...who is she?!"

As Mike fell to the ground, Nan Yi's feeling of being watched slowly disappeared. Ye Fang noticed Nan Yi's abnormality and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Nan Yi replied casually.

Ye Fang's attention was slowly attracted by the host speaking on the stage. There were many figures mentioned in it, which were all about housing finance loans, insurance and various asset securitization transaction data, because Ye Fang did not understand it. The rules therein are a bit confusing. Soon the people in charge of various links spoke one after another, including Freddie Mac and Fannie Mae, which provide loan services to American citizens. These two companies seem to be similar to domestic intermediary service agencies.

After that, the heads of Goldman Sachs and Lehman spoke one after another. The core purpose was to promote the continued rise of U.S. housing prices and provide services related to the securities market.

Ye Fang noticed that these big bosses didn't have too many pleasantries or empty words in their speeches. They almost all laid out the company's future operation steps straight to the point, and then how each company needs to cooperate. There is only one reason for this almost public market operation plan. At this dinner All the companies on the Internet are an indispensable link in the entire chain, and everyone is the recipient of vested interests, so they can openly discuss how to make money and how to prevent others from making money so unscrupulously.

So what Ye Fang doesn't understand now is what is the chain in the middle? Ye Fang felt that these people and companies were a group of parasites, living on carrion and eating profits.

Looking at Bush chatting and laughing among these big guys, Ye Fang knew that the President of the United States was just an agent jointly promoted by everyone, but Ye Fang didn't understand who the final winner would be. The group of people in front of them are obviously not seeking benefits for the common people, but for a certain interest group.

When the financial topic came to an end, the topic of discussion became oil, and the oil topic inevitably involved war. This topic is even more explicit. The U.S. Secretary of Defense directly talked about the war in Afghanistan being for political purposes, while launching the war in Iraq was for economic purposes. The most direct effect is to boost oil prices and solve the problem of the United States issuing additional U.S. dollars.

When everyone talks about oil and war, they do not think that starting a war will cause the displacement of countless civilians or even the destruction of the country. In the eyes of these politicians and economic tycoons, the act of war is just like the operation of the capital market. It has become a matter of course. As long as the goal can be achieved, launching one or even several wars can be discussed.

At this time, there were several American oil tycoons sitting in the middle. Everyone was talking about the relationship between the future trend of oil and the progress of the war. The two sides were bargaining in the face of interests. Of course, this also involved the Thomson family's weapons supply. That is, military industry orders. The interest groups represented by each person do their best to fight for their vested interests, and may even ask the government to increase US dollar debt and budget if the distribution of interests is unreasonable.

Everything in front of him completely overturned Ye Fang's world view. His original world view was completely shattered here. Seeing these people bargaining like vendors in the Chinese market, Ye Fang felt ridiculous and also felt that the world was full of chaos. Being swayed by interests.

"Young man, tell me what you saw?" David's deep voice sounded behind Ye Fang. David didn't know when he appeared behind Ye Fang. At this time, Nan Yi had automatically stepped aside, with a look of caution. Observing the surroundings.

Ye Fang sneered and said slowly, "I can't describe what I saw before me. It turns out this world is like this."

David laughed, patted Ye Fang on the shoulder and said, "This is how the world is originally. It's just that the appearance you are used to seeing was deliberately made by someone. This is how the rules are made. These are the rules of the world." . When you walk out of this door tomorrow, you will see another face of everyone, which may be the one you want to see. But I want to tell you, now is the most real world!"

"It seems that I have to get to know the world again." Ye Fang said slowly.