Chapter 849 The game of money
To be honest, the year-end dividend reward of 100 million US dollars seems a bit shabby...
Shrimp?
Indeed, the subprime loan crisis caused its $9.4 billion loss in the fourth quarter of the fiscal year, Morgan Stanley, which has paid $18% more bonuses to employees this year than last year, to $16.6 billion.
Lehman, which just announced that its fourth quarter revenue reached US$870 million in the fiscal year, issued a bonus of US$9.5 billion. Of which, US$5.7 billion is dividends. The total bonus distributed by Goldman Sachs Group increased by 0%, reaching US$0.1 billion, which means that its other bonuses except dividends reached US$1 billion.
Of course, there is also a question of the size of the company and the difference in the number of employees. If we only talk about the average year-end bonus that ordinary employees can get, Andy's Free City Investment Company will exceed the average level of the entire Wall Street, and everyone can get millions of year-end bonuses.
Cheers and excitement are inevitable. After all, over the past year, these young Wall Street newcomers have grown up through repeated transactions, and everyone has entered the ranks of millionaires. This has to be said to be the most eye-catching sight among Wall Street investment banks.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Three consecutive sounds of champagne opened the office hall again restored the atmosphere of celebration and cheering. Seeing the golden bottle of spades a champagne poured into the goblets, Andy couldn't help but smiled slightly.
"Boss, these little guys will start making trouble next time. Let's go upstairs." A little black line appeared on Budstone's forehead. He saw that several bastards had started calling women, and some things that shouldn't have appeared. Although he was a little repulsive to those things, this was not a contraband on Wall Street, just like cigarettes. After all, the pressure on these people is not something that ordinary people can like.
With a smile on his face, Andy raised his head and drank the champagne in his glass, put down the glass, and said to Budstone: "Let's go, it's your turn!"
Badstone was also a little excited, and the smile on her face became brighter. No one would not expect the year-end bonus. This is a compliment for the hard work of the year and a reflection of his own value.
In Andy's office, the bright and modern, Tory Black, the little assistant who had already arrived, brought two cups of coffee. Looking back at Andy's eyes were filled with resentment, but she still twisted her slender waist wrapped in an ol skirt and left the office very sensible.
Andy picked up the coffee, took a sip, nodded in satisfaction, but the coffee made by the little assistant was still in line with the taste. She put down the coffee cup, looked at the face that was slightly anticipated with a smile, and smiled, "Bad, do you remember the scene of our first meeting?"
"Well, just like yesterday, thank you for your trust and support!" Budstone first stopped slightly, then narrowed his eyes slightly as if he was recalling, and finally showed a look of gratitude on his face.
"Look, what I said, you won't regret your decision, nor will I regret choosing you!" Andy smiled and took out a check book from his suit pocket, took out a signature pen from the pen holder on the table, and finished writing it quickly.
"Thorny"
"Look at whether you are satisfied or not." Andy smiled lightly on his face, and handed it to Budstone with two fingers clamped the torn check.
Badstone hurriedly put down the coffee cup, took the check with both hands, and looked at the numbers on the check with some expectations. The first number was 3, followed by a long list of 0. His heart was a little unscrupulous and accelerated, 30 million US dollars!
A largely more than his base annual salary of $1 million, this figure not only demonstrates his ability to lead the Free City Company to ride on Wall Street, but also a compliment for seizing various opportunities in this subprime mortgage crisis.
"Huh~ Thank you, boss!" A hint of redness appeared on Budstone's face, suppressing her inner excitement, took a deep breath, and thanked Andy.
"This is what you deserve. I look forward to the more impressive profits of Liberty City Investment Company under your leadership. I said that I have never been a stingy person."
Andy smiled, nodded at Budstone, reached out and pressed the transponder on the desk, and said to the speaker: "Let John come in."
Under Budstone's gaze, Andy began to hand over cash checks to several executives at a denomination of $5 million.
After the distribution was completed, Andy had cut off 160 million of profits on the books, and the rest could not be cut. He would have to pay a portion of the tax. He did not want to leave any stain on such issues. You should know that in the United States, killing may find ways to evade legal sanctions, but once there is a problem with taxation, it is a problem that is more difficult than killing people.
The great joy of the year-end bonus was temporarily suppressed by Budstone. He had just thought about it and wanted to go home to celebrate with his wife. To be honest, Budstone was cautious and conservative in the past. Even if he was very talented, he was disliked by ordinary investors because of his conservative investment philosophy, and his income dividends were gone.
Although he is also a rich class, he is far inferior to his former colleagues who moved into super luxury houses and drove supercars at the same time. Finally, after thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, he finally wants to let his family live a millionaire life.
"...The gold futures price per ounce for delivery in the next month has been suppressed below $820, which has become a pressure level, and has been fluctuating around the price of $815 per ounce. According to our observation, there is funds volatility and washing the funds."
When only Budstone and Andy were left in the office, Budstone told a story that he had recently analyzed.
"What is the profit of my batch of gold now?" Andy touched his chin with his left hand, and a sign pen was spinning quickly between his fingers with his right hand.
"1 billion 20 million, and there are still hundreds of thousands of points, which means that my 172 tons of gold is now worth 5 billion 20 million US dollars, but... wait." Andy put down his feet on the desk and reached out to press the answering machine.
"Torry, let Alvetre come here."
To be honest, although Andy now has $12 billion in quick settlement cash, he also owes him 6 billion in loans to the bank. Although most of the loans were passed on to the acquired Marvel and Am Cable TV stations, and operated with various capitals, lending his personal money to various teams. Even the Rockets now owed him $200 million.
His method of passing his own debts to the company is to reasonably avoid taxes, keeping the books of each company always at a loss, and then using the profits of the company to help him repay the bank loans.
In this way, Andy personally got rid of the debt situation and his personal financial situation became excellent. Except for a few IT companies, Mockingbird Games and copyright companies that were not founded for a long time, all the others were in losses, of course, just referring to the books.
By the way, the British Tottenham Hotspur club is also in debt and has a very good profit. That is the bargaining chip Andy is planning to implement the British plan.
"Dong thud."
"Please come in. Al, just wait for you. Sit, Tori, give Al a cup of coffee."
Alvetre and Badstone smiled and nodded, and sat opposite Andy with Bud, "Boss, I just received a message, don't know if you are interested?" 8)
Chapter completed!