Violators Club

Chapter 391 Why Am I The Boss?

Chapter 390 Why Am I a Boss?

Friday night, September 26th.

What surprised everyone was that Chen Changqing, who had always expected to appear, did not show up on the day the old lady of the Ni family was discharged from the hospital.

But Chen Changqing's girlfriend may have arrived, which is for some people who want to please Chen Changqing.

Although a little disappointed, it was not in vain.

You know, in the circle of big shots, this year's Chen Changqing can be said to be a hot fried chicken!

There is no way, Chen Changqing is too hot.

From the short sale of Siam in July, to the subsequent investment in Dongshan City, and during this period of time, he was nominally preparing to compete with Lao Li for the market in the mainland, but in fact he was shorting the shares of Huoshi Bank.

In short, after a series of operations, the previous Chen Changqing could only say that he barely joined the 50 billion club.

What about the current Chen Changqing?
To put it bluntly, this 50 billion club is really a bit unattainable.

Rich has distant relatives in the mountains, and no one asks the poor in the downtown.

This sentence is very cruel, but it is also very realistic. May can also be regarded as a boyfriend.

The sisters who had a good relationship on weekdays are getting closer now, and the friends who were not in close contact in the past are now as close as sisters.

But may is not drifting, she has such a personality, she has her own way of dealing with people and things, even though she was a lawyer before, she doesn't make people feel aggressive, that's why Chen Changqing likes her.

September 27th, as most people think.

Capital forces from foreign countries have begun to withdraw. Now that they know that it is impossible to tear up the currency market of Xiangjiang, the subsequent financial turmoil is even more impossible. Under the pressure of other countries, the foreign capital that came to Xiangjiang this time can only sell their holdings. Hong Kong dollars.

This made Fang Jinxin very tangled, because the market is very good today.

If I can make a move at this time, with the 390 billion Hong Kong dollars in my hand, I can definitely have a mouthful of tasty broth.

It's a pity that the boss won't let me touch the money.

Fang Jinxin, who couldn't move and didn't dare to move, could only watch helplessly.

On September 28th, compared with the sell-off of Hong Kong dollars on Saturday, the actions of this group of foreign capitalists today are more direct.

With a total value of more than 70 billion U.S. dollars, Hong Kong dollars flowed into the market, as if they were about to withdraw from the Hong Kong market. Fang Jinxin, who was in the office building, looked distressed. He didn't know whether it was because of the recent anger or other reasons.

His tongue was rotten.

And looking at Chen Changqing who was drinking tea leisurely not far away, Fang Jinxin really wanted to ask the boss, do you think the money is too much?
However, thinking that his boss swallowed 45% of the shares of Huo's Bank in just half a month, and the total income was as high as more than 200 billion Hong Kong dollars.

It seems that with the boss's earning speed, he really looks down on the soup left in the market.

But is this really the case?

After more than a week, affected by the alternation of cold and hot winds, the sky in Xiangjiang is becoming more and more gloomy at this moment.

With a gust of cool wind blowing, looking at the sea of ​​clouds surging not far away, Chen Changqing, who put away Zhuangzi's ancient books, took a sip of green tea, and then said with emotion:

"It's windy, and it looks like it's going to rain."

With that said, Chen Changqing turned his head and said to A Xue who was beside him:

"Prepare some more tea and coffee tomorrow, and use it then."

Axue didn't understand, but since Chen Changqing didn't say anything, she just nodded without asking:

"it is good."

At the same time, on the other side, in front of the same floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the same sky, a cruel smile could not help but flash across the corner of George's mouth:

"How are the preparations?"

Befort behind him, that is, the white-skinned man who has been by George's side all the time, looks a bit hesitant at this moment:

"Boss, according to your request, counting the remaining before, plus the repurchase in the past two days, the funds we can use at present are 160 billion US dollars."

George nodded, looking at the stormy scene in front of him, he took a deep breath, with a somewhat crazy expression:

"Very well, let's proceed according to the plan we made at the beginning."

Befort: "..."

Frowning slightly, looking at Befort who was standing still behind him, George's eyes flashed with displeasure:
"Why are you still standing here? Didn't you hear what I just said?!"

Seeing George's displeasure, Befort looked helpless.

He wanted to say a lot of things before, but after all, George was his superior, so he could only endure it.

But as time went by, watching George make more mistakes and become more and more crazy, the former financial elite now felt like a red-eyed gambler, Befort could no longer tolerate it, and couldn't help but speak road:

"Boss, we tried it on Friday. The opponent has a local combat advantage and only needs to defend. It is difficult for us to win."

Indeed, I have a financial advantage here.

The value of more than 300 billion U.S. dollars is more than 300 billion Hong Kong dollars.

However, Xiangjiang has local advantages, coupled with a large market, their current financial leadership is not enough to successfully defeat the Xiangjiang market, and the other side has all kinds of good news.

If you lose, you lose. At this stage, Xiangjiang's market cannot be destroyed with 300 billion US dollars.

Facing the rebuttal of his subordinates, George's eyes flashed with anger, and he had a gloomy face:

"Are you the boss, or am I the boss?"

"You are the boss."

Taking a deep breath, although he said that George was the boss, Befort looked at him without fear.

His eyes were firm and his attitude was very tough.

This also made George extremely annoyed, but after the short look at each other?

The furious George did not yell, but took a deep breath, and then asked the other party a question:
"Berfort, how many years have you been with me?"

With a thoughtful look on his face, Befort said, "Three years, to be precise, it should be three years and four months."

"Three years, unexpectedly more than three years."

George's eyes were a little more emotional. He still remembered that Befort was just a small employee on Wall Street. He felt that the other party was very interesting and called him to work by his side, and the other party's performance in the past three years did not disappoint him.

No, in just three years, he has dared to teach himself how to do things.

I have to say that I have a really good eye for seeing people.

But the next moment, the emotion in his eyes disappeared, and George changed his subject:
"Befort, do you know why I am the boss and you are the younger brother?"

Befort opened his mouth: "I..."

In fact, in his opinion, the reason why George is the boss is entirely because of good luck, and he entered the industry earlier than himself. If he is given the same opportunity and time, he may not be able to sit on top of George.

But it's fine to say these words in your heart, it's impossible to really say them to George.

And looking at Befort's expression, even if the other party didn't say anything, George knew what the other party was thinking.

So the next moment, George shook his head:
"Do you think that the reason why I am the boss is because I have more experience and better luck than you?"

"No, you are wrong. If you think like this, you will never become a boss. The biggest gap between me and you is that I have first-hand information that you will never be able to grasp. Do you know that Bay Island will abandon the exchange rate of the new currency tomorrow? "

Questions about poor information?

Let me know about the female stock goddess of the beautiful country.

Many bigwigs in everyone's eyes, the reason why they can make huge profits is partly because of talent, but most of them are due to unequal information.

The most typical example is Chen Changqing.

Knowing that the period from 2000 to [-] was the golden age of arcades, he invested in Game City.

Because he knew that the housing prices in Xiangjiang would soar, he invested in real estate and built Baile Plaza, Baile Community, Baile School and other industries.

Knowing that with the development of the economy, the masses no longer care about eating enough, but need more petty consumer goods, so he invested in brewing milk tea and successfully advertised in the pearl return series.

Returning the Pearl is a rather scary TV series that has amazing influence throughout Southeast Asia.

And when Xiangjiang's affairs are dealt with, Chen Changqing will devote all his energy to Baile Xiangpiao tea. What he has to do is not only sell well in China, but also make Xiangpiao tea a drink that everyone in Southeast Asia wants to drink. drink.

This is poor information. With intelligence that is one step ahead of everyone, even a pig can make money.

And looking at Befort who was shocked by his own news?

George shook his head, and then asked the other party: "The comeback of 160 billion U.S. dollars, plus Bay Island's abandonment of the Singapore dollar exchange rate, these two news combined, how long do you think Xiangjiang can last?"

160 billion US dollars is not a small sum, it is enough to cause huge waves in the market, Xiangjiang will definitely be ready for battle, and at this time, if there is news that Wandao has given up resistance?
In addition to the currency war, there is also psychological warfare, just like Hong Kong's counterattack on Friday, but the difference is that the impact this time is greater.

A look of astonishment flashed across his face. Befort, who felt such a big gap between himself and George for the first time, could not help but feel a little more complicated at the moment:
"Boss, I understand."

George smiled, raised his hand and patted Befort's shoulder, and said earnestly: "I didn't intend to say these things, but you are very talented, so I am willing to tell you these things, do you understand?"

Taking a deep breath, Befort's eyes flashed with emotion:
"I won't let you down, boss!"

George smiled and gave Befort an encouraging expression:

"Go, do it well, I like you."

But in the next second, when Befort turned around, a look of indifference flashed in George's eyes—the dog is a good dog, but it's a pity that he is disobedient.

(End of this chapter)