Trump University Commercial Real Estate | 101: Ho...

Arthur felt a cold knot in his stomach. Thirty-five thousand. That was his entire rainy-day fund. He looked at the glossy brochure in his hand, featuring a photo of Trump’s private office.

For the next three hours, Arthur was swept up in the "Art of the Deal" gospel. They talked about the "Power of OPM"—Other People’s Money. Vance showed them how to find "distressed" assets, how to talk to motivated sellers, and how to use the "Trump Brand" of confidence to steamroll over any "No." Trump University Commercial Real Estate 101: Ho...

"Commercial real estate is the only game where you can control the outcome," Vance said, leaning over the lectern. "In the stock market, you're a passenger. In real estate, you're the pilot. But you need the flight manual." Arthur felt a cold knot in his stomach

As he reached the table, the counselor handed him a heavy, gold-embossed pen. "Ready to change your life, Arthur?" He looked at the glossy brochure in his

Arthur leaned against the velvet wallpaper, adjusting a tie he’d bought specifically for today. He was thirty-four, a middle-manager at a logistics firm, and tired of measuring his life in cubicle tiles. Around him, three hundred other "students" buzzed with a manic, hopeful energy. They were here for the introductory seminar: