Vol 6 Chapter 386: Listen to me slowly

It is said that being unhappy is because we expect too much, and this is true.

Jamie Dimon, who is bound to leave a wonderful fortune in the history of development, is very unhappy at this time.

He even gagged, "It's impossible!" He cried again, "Are you kidding me?"

Yesterday morning, he also hoped that after deducting the less than 27.5 billion U.S. dollars that Bear Stearns should pay them, he could get about 2 billion U.S. dollars in cash from Feng Yiping and the others.

But how much is it now? They are only willing to pay 302.5 billion US dollars!

We have a total loan of US$5.5 billion!

Is this a joke?

How much is left after removing the payment?

Less than $2.8 billion!

Yesterday’s announcement brought Dimon, it was not a normal mood.

At this moment when everyone on Wall Street is in danger, and many responsible persons are worried that their company will face a crisis of life and death in the next moment. Dimon can enable his company to successfully obtain such good opportunities and opportunities for great development. , This sense of accomplishment will definitely be doubled.

The joy it brings is at least doubled.

But 2 billion US dollars and less than 2.8 billion US dollars, the huge gap during this period, is enough to make this double sense of accomplishment and double joy disappear in an instant.

The huge gap during this period was enough to make Dimon's original affection for John and his admiration for Feng Yiping disappear in an instant.

Facing Dimon who was furious at this time, John still kept smiling, "Dimon, we don’t have the habit of making jokes on such serious things,"

His words made Dimon, who was already a big fan, angry again.

"Hey!" He threw the document directly on the table, staring at John coldly, "Today, it is March 17th, not April 1st!"

"Yes," John nodded. "Yesterday was the 16th and tomorrow is the 18th. I know this very well."

Dimon...

He looked at John, just looked at John so straight, for at least a minute.

John also looked at him intently, with a smile still in his eyes.

Finally, Dimon removed his eyes, "Ha!" He laughed.

If you don't ask, he was laughing with anger.

"Haha" followed.

Then I didn’t have a sense of rhythm. I haha ​​loudly all the way back to the leather chair behind the executive desk. I picked up the mouse and paused on the table. He closed his smile and clicked a finger at John. Yes, I admire you!"

Regardless of the question, this is naturally not a real admiration.

The secretary had information about John, and he glanced at it casually, but didn't look at it.

Because John is not worthy of his mind.

If John is on Wall Street and is still the number one person in the financial circle in the United States, then he wouldn't know Jamie Dimon.

But since he didn't know John before, it is conceivable that John is just an ordinary person looking for ordinary.

How can he have so much energy to understand such ordinary people?

Who is he?

He is the helm of this century-old company and an outstanding manager who is about to lead this well-known bank on a new journey.

He is a well-known figure in Wall Street and the world's financial circles. He is the Secretary of the Treasury and the Federal Reserve of the United States. He will also beg him to solve problems at critical times.

So, how could a financial practitioner who he had never heard of a name before, dare to be so presumptuous to himself in his office?

John naturally knew that Dimon did not really admire him.

"John, right?" He didn't take him seriously at all, and he wasn't even sure about his name. How could he admire him?

Facing such a Damon, John did feel the pressure, but his waist was straighter than before. He nodded to meet Damon's cold eyes, and then said, "Thank you!"

It turned out to be what Dimon really meant to admire himself.

Dimon was speechless again, and almost laughed angrily again.

Sure enough, I'll live a long time!

He shook his head and looked at the sky, and smiled silently. He really has no thoughts of talking nonsense with John now.

Seeing him like this, John was also nervous.

But when I think of Feng Yiping's words, "You are Jobs, Page and Brin, or my plenipotentiary representative," he suddenly relaxed.

You, Jamie Dimon, are indeed amazing, but in this matter, there is really no comparison with me.

Behind me, standing Feng Yiping, standing Jobs, standing Peppa and Brin.

There are four of them supporting me behind the scenes, let alone facing you alone, even if you call all the famous bigwigs on Wall Street, I don't care.

All go flat!

He was too lazy to straighten his waist, found a comfortable posture, leaned lazily on the sofa, and shook his head, "Dimon, we thought, at least you can understand our agreement. "

Dimon still ignored him, without even turning his head.

At least I can understand?

Why don't I feel honored at all?

"Although according to our plan, the final cash payment to you is about $2.8 billion, but is this amount really small?"

Dimon spoke, "Don't you think a lot? Stop it, we won't think about it at all..."

John interrupted him calmly, "But how much did you buy Bear Stearns? It's equivalent to 2 US dollars per share, and the total price is only 23.6 billion US dollars, right?"

"And when we bought your 5.5 billion dollar loan, we bid 302.5 billion dollars. Is this still less?"

"Uh..." Dimon was speechless again.

Because of what John said, he really made the point.

But, "These are not two things that can be compared at all," he said.

"Everyone knows that Bear Stearns will still incur large losses in the future,"

John shook his head, "No, it's just that there may be a large loss, because we absolutely believe in the ability to deal with related issues,"

How should Dimon answer this? Saying "No, there is nothing we can do?" That's obviously not appropriate.

"We may do it, but it will definitely cost us high," he finally said.

"Maybe," John picked up at random, "but Hilton will definitely lose money next,"

He took out another document, "This is the hotel industry expert we hired to predict Hilton's development this year and next year."

He put the document on the table, "According to the analysis of these authoritative experts, it is still difficult to restore the previous level of tourism and business activities next year. Therefore, by the fall of next year, Hilton’s equity value will be 7 When it was acquired last month, it shrank by more than 70%,"

"That is, by July next year, the loans you gave to Blackstone are only worth 30% of the original price,"

"So our 55% algorithm is not generous enough?"

Will it shrink so much? Dimon couldn't sit still a bit, but just put too much shelf, and now it is difficult to go back and sit down.

John smiled and put the report of the experts on his desk.

"Thank you," Dimon first glanced at the name of the document writing team, then glanced at the conclusion of the document ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and knew that John was not talking about it.

The members of the team are experts in the hotel industry that he knows as a layman, so he will never make fun of his reputation.

"So, your loan to Blackstone is comparable to Bear Stearns, right," John said.

"No, it's not the same." Dimon immediately caught the loophole in John's words. "Even according to the inference of these experts, it will not fall to only 30% of the original value until July next year. But now When is it?"

It's only March now, and until July next year, there will still be a full year and four months.

John didn’t rush, “So, first of all, we’re not counting at 30%,”

"Secondly, Dimon, do you think anyone besides us will be interested in these loans at this time?"

Naturally, no one else is interested.

"Or, do you think at this time, you can package these loans into securities again and sell them?"

How can it be?

How can anyone buy new Wall Street bonds at this time?

Dimon was a little confused again.

That is, if Feng Yiping doesn't want it, then by July next year, these loans will still have to be held in their hands, waiting to depreciate to less than one-third of the original price.

Moreover, they had to settle Feng Yiping's more than 2.7 billion US dollars first.

"Feng told me that this is actually a plan that takes care of your interests." John looked at Dimon, knowing that it was almost done, and stood up, "Dimon, thank you for your time,"

You have to give others time to consider the trade-offs.

Dimon stood up, "I'll see you,"

When he stood at the door with John again, he looked as happy as when he greeted John...