Hollywood What If Chapter 213
Kazir Grey remembered that the dot-com bubble would burst next year, and Kazir was not stupid enough to continue investing in Internet companies. He knew that once the dot-com bubble burst, many industries would be affected.
He decided to retrieve all his money and wait for the recession to end. Of course, in the meantime, he would try to find a nice house in Beverly Hills.
Beverly Hills was the place where many celebrities lived. It was Kazir's dream to have a house there.
Actually, he could easily buy a house in Beverly Hills with his money, but Kazir decided to wait for the right moment.
Many investors had already pulled out of Internet companies, but more investors were crazy enough to invest more because the trend was going up. They felt that if they pulled out, they would lose the chance to make more money and regret it.
For Kazir Grey, who didn't have much knowledge about the stock industry and other companies, he decided to trust his memories.
"Um, Director Grey, are you really sure about this?"
Vance Goodhood, the financial advisor, wiped the sweat from his brow. Kazir Grey had been his client for almost five years, and he knew that Kazir Grey made millions every year. He was an important client that Vance Goodhood didn't want to lose.
"I'm serious, Vance. I want to take all my money."
It was a shock to Vance Goodhood that Kazir Grey wanted to stop investing in stocks and take all the money! Not when the market was going up!
But as a professional financial advisor, Vance Goodhood didn't have the right to stop his client. He just felt bad and sad because his commission would end...
"... Can I hear the reason?"
Vance Goodhood asked dejectedly.
"I want to buy a house," Kazir replied honestly.
"..."
He suddenly remembered that his client didn't actually have a house! His last house was acquired by his ex-wife!
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This director lived in his office most of the time! Even his apartment was just a decoration. God knows how often he used the apartment.
"Don't worry, Vance. I will still contact you when I decide to invest again. You are a trustworthy person."
"That's very nice to hear." Vance sighed, but it didn't felt better. He still lost a commission. Well, he would get a commission when Kazir took all the money, and it was pretty big. Vance wondered what company he should invest in once he got his commission.
"By the way, Vance, you said you invest in Microsoft and AT&T, right?"
"That's right."
Most stockbrokers were betting on the Internet companies because of their rapid rise. They were making money every day.
"I feel that the dot-com bubble burst will happen any moment, and I am afraid that my money will disappear. That's why I want to take my money and put it in something else."
"..."
Vance Goodhood was quiet.
Everyone in the industry understood that the dot-com bubble was real. The real net worth of the Internet companies was far less than the stock prices. As soon as something big happened, the prices would come down.
However, almost everyone said that the bubble would burst, but no one knew exactly when. Some of his colleagues said the bubble should've burst two years ago, but the dot-com industry was still thriving.
"Your opinion makes sense." Vance Goodhood nodded. Suddenly he had the feeling that he should take at least half of his investment, just to be on the safe side. After all, he had already made a lot of money. There was no need to be greedy... Or else he might jump off the building.
Spoiler alert: A few months later, many Wall Street workers did jump off buildings to end their lives. Knowing they could never get back the money they lost.
"I promise to get back to you as soon as I'm interested in investing."
Of course, Kazir knew so many companies that would redefine the era. Apple, Google, and Amazon were just a few of the companies he wanted to invest in.
Hell, even if he invested $10,000 in Amazon today, he knew he would be a millionaire ten years later.
Vance Goodhood was depressed, but he obeyed anyway. Kazir Grey received a notification and confirmed that he had received more than $200 million in his bank account.
Vance Goodhood has his documents related to his investment... Kazir didn't bother to read them because he knew he'd made that much money in five years.
Ah, the life of a millionaire, just adding tens of millions of dollars to his bank account, as usual.
Kazir Grey and Vance Goodhood shook hands, and the director happily left the investment firm. Of course, he was happy to make more money.
"Hello, Erica. I want you to contact a real estate agent. That's right. Oh, do you know anyone? Ah, so Salvatore Barlowe bought a house last year. Anyway, I want you to tell the agent that I'm looking for a house in Beverly Hills. I'm not picky because I'm going to use the house for formal parties."
Kazir ended the call. Lately he felt like life was giving him rainbows, which was suspicious as hell. Maybe fate was just giving him good vibes before it fucked him up.
'I hope nothing bad happens.'
He closed the car and drove off. Today was his day off, so he might as well visit the set of Napoleon Dynamite III. This would be the last movie in the franchise because the cast's salaries were getting expensive. Maybe a decade later, when the cast was no longer famous, 20th Century Fox would revive the franchise out of nostalgia to make another pile of money.
After all, Hollywood loves to use nostalgia to get audiences to buy more tickets.
'I am tired of saying that Spider-Man: No Way Home was driven by nostalgia, because that was the truth.'