Chapter 56 Red Lip Prints on White Shirt

This is a rather tranquil year for Hong Kong's financial industry; the Hong Kong dollar speculation trend caused by the Asian economic turmoil and Sino-British political dispute is like Nezha's arms, strangled on the neck of the four Asian economic dragons, Hong Kong, and clamored and practitioners "skinned and cramped". It is hard to say that the Hong Kong financial crisis a few years later was not the seeds planted this year. At the most terrifying moment of mourning, a company called "Seven Steps Investment" seemed to make a fortune in the Japanese yen and Japanese stocks. Why is it called "Damn it"? Because according to informal statistics, the number of suicides in Japan, which is already ahead of the world with the suicide rate during this period, is three stories higher than usual. If no relative in a community commits suicide, it is embarrassed to say hello to the neighbors when going out.

Because there had been news about this company's relationship with Song's family, many jealous people were sceptical, which was because Song bribed senior Japanese financial industry and got insider news. But this rumor is untenable, because in addition to this alternative "seven-step investment", other companies related to finance in Song's family are also paying, and because of the large amount of funds, the compensation can be said to be leading Hong Kong. Of course, no one will be so frustrated that he plays such performance art.

Therefore, the entertainment spirit of Hong Kong people is reflected in all aspects of social life. Soon after, the news that the "Seven Steps Investment" has been buying yen since its establishment was established, and it was like a small wing. So someone excitedly said, the boss of this company must have a Japanese government background. Humph, don't you advocate your national unity? In the end, it was not a borer like "Seven Steps Investment" that harms public and private. So, smart businesses began to use "Seven Steps Investment" as the "Seven Steps Investment".

Finance is regarded as a beacon on the sea and a beacon for the way. Even the aunts who swept the toilet in "Seven Steps Investment" became guests and guests of other financial companies. At the beginning, the employees of "Seven Steps Investment" were still confused about whether to disclose the company's trends. Later, they saw that the company's deputy general manager Liu Wenjie revealed to their peers indifferently at various stagpartys. After Japan's economy was over, after buying and buying, they also generously used buying and buying and buying and selling in exchange for various things that should be considered as company benefits.

"Boss." This is a greeting from Liu Wenjie, a charity from the Hong Kong financial industry. At this moment, he ignored his hair that was chaotic by the helicopter and looked respectful. He deeply admired this young boss. He was just surprised by the boss's outfit and military uniform today. He was sure that this was fake, and secretly disdained the boss's desire to cover up. Do you think that if you hold the rank of the youngest lieutenant, others would think you are real?

"It's strong wind, let's go down and talk." Wang Qibu patted Liu Wenjie on the shoulder and said.

Back at the office that was destined to be idle for a long time every year, Wang Qibu asked again, "How is the matter going?"

"We have led some small companies, and the remaining large companies are just tentative bets." Liu Wenjie replied.

"Have you counted the current approximate total amount of funds?" Wang Qibu asked casually, obviously he had no hope.

"Conservatively estimated it is about 200 billion." Liu Wenjie answered cautiously.

"Not enough." Wang Qibu was worried. But how much did he have to ask? He didn't know either, and he probably would only answer the more he answered, the better.

"Boss, can you tell me why? I think you must know that this is no longer a problem for everyone to make money or cut off their own financial resources. Now, perhaps Japan's financial regulatory authorities must have begun to pay attention to us, and even the entire Hong Kong. In the next time, they will inevitably spend more energy to deal with us. Even if an economic collapse is the second largest government in the world with the second largest economic strength in the world, it is probably not difficult to destroy these 200 billion yuan, right?" Since receiving the order from Wang Qibu to spread the black-Japanese economic remarks from Japan, this has become a problem that Liu Wenjie has been suppressed in his heart. So this problem is like the more common character dialogue in the TVB Caotai costume drama "do not speak up."

"Uh?" Wang Qibu was stunned, and then said, "This is not a problem, okay. Can't we find out if we don't spread our peers? In the current context, the performance of "Seven Steps Investment" is as conspicuous as the lip mark on a white shirt. It can't be hidden. I know that you professional managers all have the persistent soul of "making more if you can make a little money." But you have never thought that if you try every means to do it alone, one day "Seven Steps Investment" really touched the gods of the top Japanese leaders.

Sutra, what means should we use to prevent or set obstacles for the other party to destroy us? According to your report last week, our current operating quota is less than one billion, but at this level, the Dongzheng can even kill us without asking the Ministry of Finance. Don’t you understand now that we don’t have a penny to pay for the financial plunder of Japan, so we have one more penny to guarantee, and when the money is too much to a certain extent, we can plunder it at will.”

"Your point of view is indeed applicable in the early stage, but what should I do in the later stage? Even if all the idle funds in Hong Kong are thrown into it, they will definitely not reach the 'a certain level' you said. A lean camel is bigger than a horse, and may be very passionate about the wrestling arm of the Hong Kong and the Japanese government, but it is also crazy and crazy. If you really just hold this idea, then I have to advise you to stop, because if you continue like this, you will definitely lose money to the point that you don't even have a scum." From these words, you can see Liu Wenjie's reality. I just heard something wrong, and you don't even need "you".

"Oh, it's not good to be a boss; I'm obviously unhappy with your attitude of speaking now, but I still have to praise you for your wholehearted consideration for the company. You have to choose a house these days, which is a reward. Keep up the effort, Mr. Liu." Wang Qibu said helplessly.

"Boss..." Liu Wenjie did not accept such perfunctory behavior. Even after get off work, he would first check if there were any pleasant units nearby.

"Okay, okay. You can take a look at this first." Wang Qibu said, throwing Liu Wenjie a hot-covered file bag.

"What is this?" Liu Wenjie opened the seal and took out a stack of copywriting. Then he saw the text on it and could no longer speak. The copywriting "pa" fell on the table. Yes, after seeing the big red characters on it, he couldn't hold it for a while.

"Don't be so unpromising, pick it up and read it." Wang Qibu said contemptuously.

"Yes." Everyone said that Liu Wenjie is a realistic person, and this "Yes" is a good evidence. He held it with his palms that were already full of sweat, and looked respectfully at the pile of things that were thrown by the boss in his hand.

"Have you been to ask the senior executives of the Song family about my background? After seeing this, I think you should understand it. Also, on the rooftop just now, I understood the look when you looked at my military uniform and epaulettes. Let me tell you, your boss, I am the real, the real PLA lieutenant." Wang Qibu said angrily.

After a long time, Liu Wenjie finished reading it. It is worth mentioning that the time he took to read the page of the participants accounted for nearly half of the time. Several of the nodes were particularly long. The host: Comrade Deng Moumou. Attendance: Vice Premier, Standing Committee Member of the Politburo and Minister of Finance Wang Yucai. Attendance: Wang Qibu, Deputy Prime Minister, Standing Committee Member of the Politburo and Minister of Finance Wang Qibu. Yes, this is a meeting record of the Deng Office on the cover on December 20, 1992. The back is covered with six centimeters in diameter and a round seal on the head of the character Deng with the national emblem embedded in the middle. Fake? Impossible. Forged.

A document like this should be a great sin in the mainland. It is obvious that this young boss will never be bored to take such a big risk to fool himself. Then there is what is said above. It is also obvious that the leader of Yanjing and several giants have formulated strategies for Japan. In summary and disrespectful words, there is also: add to the injustice. The central bank will give priority to intervening, increase the exchange rate against the Japanese yen, and sell Japanese government bonds. The second is state-owned enterprises... "Boss, Premier Wang?" As smart as he was, Liu Wenjie asked this question with trembling.

"Okay, my grandfather." Wang Qibu answered happily.

After the veil that was originally faintly visible was removed, Liu Wenjie finally saw the boss's hideous and magnificent background. He now finally understood where Wang Qibu's calmness and luxury came from. Answer, the peak of power. "Then, what should we do?" Seeing such a thing without any preparation, Liu Wenjie was shocked to know what to do or dare not do.

"You have also seen that the big guys are willing to take action. We should help distract the Japanese government from both public and private, and find ways to restrain their limited energy. However, our strength is not enough, so we must find a way to concentrate larger funds and charge without reservation. Do you know why the Song family did not participate in this seemingly money-making action? Because no matter how much money is invested, I am ready to either make a profit or fight for nothing." Wang Qibu said calmly, regardless of the only listener Liu Wenjie's fear, and then said, "What I saw just now can be considered top secret, and it will not be made public in a hundred years. So...uh, why did you do that expression? You didn't say you wanted to kill you to silence you, just told you to be more serious."

Liu Wenjie was almost crying and cursed in his heart: Otherwise, if you throw this thing over like toilet paper, if you had already said what it was inside, I wouldn't have read it even if I beat you to death.

The sound of "Dangdang" knocking on the door sounded. Liu Wenjie quickly put the meeting minutes in his hand back into the file bag and quickly stuffed them into the drawer closest to him. This made Wang Qibu see the shadow of this guy's love letters, pornographic CDs, and cheat sheets back then.

"Come in." Liu Wenjie ordered.

"Hello, boss." The secretary first said sweetly to Wang Qibu, and then said to Liu Wenjie, "Mr. Liu, Mr. Long is here again."
Chapter completed!