Ah, I just love happy endings. I'm glad Lloyd and Lee were able to kiss and make up. Well, after the razors, of course. It could have been worse, far worse. We all know what an animal that Viniar is. I mean, Viniar didn't get the contract - which was cancelled anyway - but when Lee went to New York he had to let all the executives slash at him, and Viniar was out of control by all accounts. Lloyd had to slap him around the face, such was his bloodlust.
However, all's well that ends well, eh? Lee Robinson can get on now with running his hedge fund without fearing every knock at the door or shout in the street at three in the morning. You see, when Goldman invests in you, dear reader, you get peace of mind. You're under the bank's wing, as it were. There's no chance of your accidentally falling down an elevator shaft. No one will find you after you’ve hanged yourself with the belt from your trousers. Because Goldman Sachs looks after its people. It's why the bank is so successful. If you're on the inside, you're safe and free to make as much money as you want. But if you're on the outside, you never know what's going to happen. It's a dangerous world, a cold world, my friend. Someone can poke you with the tip of an umbrella; the next thing you know you're lying in the gutter and gasping for breath as the poison takes hold, and passers-by are just ignoring you like you're discarded garbage. Is that what you want?
Here is the Goldman Sachs website.
However, all's well that ends well, eh? Lee Robinson can get on now with running his hedge fund without fearing every knock at the door or shout in the street at three in the morning. You see, when Goldman invests in you, dear reader, you get peace of mind. You're under the bank's wing, as it were. There's no chance of your accidentally falling down an elevator shaft. No one will find you after you’ve hanged yourself with the belt from your trousers. Because Goldman Sachs looks after its people. It's why the bank is so successful. If you're on the inside, you're safe and free to make as much money as you want. But if you're on the outside, you never know what's going to happen. It's a dangerous world, a cold world, my friend. Someone can poke you with the tip of an umbrella; the next thing you know you're lying in the gutter and gasping for breath as the poison takes hold, and passers-by are just ignoring you like you're discarded garbage. Is that what you want?
Here is the Goldman Sachs website.
