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Chapter 777 Twelfth Moon 29
Time flies so fast, more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

From January [-]th to January [-]th, the five-day financial struggle finally ended with the decline of the euro.

January 48th and January [-]th were absolutely magical [-] hours for Fang Jinxin and his [-] people.

They didn't expect that so many people had slept for [-] or [-] hours after just drinking a meal.

As for the news that the boss asked them to retreat, many people were naturally dissatisfied. After all, everyone could see that the dollar and the euro were incompatible. In just the first week, the battle was so fierce, and there must be big moves after that.

This is a good opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

But anyway, the boss is the boss.

So starting from January No. 11, the group of people holding the huge capital of Baile Group began to carry out the finishing tasks of the boss.

Facts have proved that the boss is worthy of being the boss.

In the three days from January No.11 to January No.13, the exchange rate of the euro did not rise or fall, and was almost maintained between 0.88-0.9. 70% of the funds in Chen Changqing's hands were harvested during this time period .

But by January NO.14, the euro exchange rate was stable at 0.9, and even on January NO.15, the peak reached a height of 0.95.

Seriously, at the end of the second week?
The eighteen people under Fang Jinxin's hands all had some cold sweat on their palms, even including Fang Jinxin himself.

From 0.88 to 0.95, there is a full difference of 7.3%. Chen Changqing's total funds now exceed 200 billion US dollars. If he doesn't run this week, but stays in the financial market and plays the same way as before?

Conservatively estimated to lose 15 billion US dollars.

Apart from Fang Jinxin, everyone had some doubts about the judgment of the boss Chen Changqing.

Although the boss is the boss, professional things should be left to professional people.

In the financial crisis of [-], the boss did show amazing financial talents, but that success was essentially due to poor information.

After all, no one thought that Siam would make such a crazy decision that a small country dared to open its currency market in a world surrounded by powerful enemies.

It is not a big secret that Chen Changqing and Mr. Yan, the big boss of Siam, met in Xiangjiang. No one can tell whether there is some connection in it, so everyone still has some doubts about Chen Changqing's identity as a financial genius.

But this time it won't happen, because the two sides in the fight are the eagle sauce and the European Union.

In some respects, Chen Changqing can be regarded as a justification for himself.

Although, it is of no use to him.

On January 17th, after a day of recuperation, Fang Jinxin's group left New York by plane, because the euro rebounded in the second week, even if Chen Changqing finished it in time, it was still too big.

It was originally planned that the final profit should be 75%, which is 205 billion US dollars, but in the end it only got 200 billion.

In fact, there are still more than 6000 million US dollars scattered.

But the money was distributed by Chen Changqing to Fang Jinxin and [-] old employees of the finance department as a reward for their business trip.

More than 6000 million, divided among 300 people, each person can get at least [-] million US dollars.

The current exchange rate is more than 300 o'clock, and 400 million US dollars is equivalent to at least [-] million Hong Kong dollars, but Fang Jinxin should be the one who earns the most. He alone enjoys [-] million US dollars in income. This wave will directly increase his net worth to one billion. . …

With an income of more than 3 million US dollars, this is richer than most entrepreneurs in Xiangjiang.

When Chen Changqing first entered the 50 billion club a few years ago, he had a net worth of this size.

It has to be said that finance is just like gambling. The excitement is really exciting, but making money is also really making money.

Of course, this thing loses money really quickly. The group of people who didn't dare to make a move in the first week lost almost all of it in the second week. Judging from the market situation, at least two or three of the richest people's net worth were burned.

But all this has nothing to do with Chen Changqing.

On January 17th, after Fang Jinxin and his group left, Chen Changqing's pace of life suddenly slowed down.

The daily routine is to eat, drink and drink. Time passes day by day, and the Spring Festival is approaching in the blink of an eye. There is an inconspicuous small port on the coast of New York. There are many such ports in coastal cities.

Not all places are eligible to be central ports.

The first is the geographical location. For example, the Panama Canal, which is known as the bridge of the world, does nothing and collects billions of dollars in tolls a year.

Then there is the depth of the port. Unlike the wooden ships in the past, the weight of modern ships is astonishing. Not to mention extra-large freighters, even normal large freighters require extremely high depths in the port.

The grounding of the big ship is a huge loss to the dock and the hull itself.

Therefore, ports, especially excellent ports, are extremely precious resources anywhere in the world and at any time.

As for ordinary docks?
More than [-]% of the earth's area is covered by sea water. Just find a coastline and lay a wooden bridge of more than ten meters in it. This is a pier.

The place where Chen Changqing is now is similar to this situation.

The blue and clear sea water, accompanied by the cold wind blowing, the sea surface set off a piece of waves, the shore is a white sandy beach of more than 50 meters, dotted with large reefs.

Chen Changqing likes this place and thinks it is a good fishing place.

Although the surrounding reefs make up for it, the depth of the sea can reach 15 meters. The most important thing is that this place is secluded and the surrounding area is relatively desolate, so few people come here. Chen Changqing likes this feeling of fishing alone.

Of course, there are occasionally weird things caught, such as a rusty pistol.

In the evening, Chen Changqing, who had been fishing for a day, returned to the air force as expected.

It stands to reason that the fishing resources here are very rich, and there are even a lot of big ones, but as if they didn't notice it, the fish in the sea didn't move at all, and just when Chen Changqing got up and was about to go back.

"Jingle bell~"

When the mobile phone rang, Chen Changqing shook his hand, threw the last piece of bait into the sea, and then took out his mobile phone:

"Yo, isn't this the old man? Why do you have time to call me?"

On the other end of the phone, came the old man's powerful laughing and cursing voice:
"Don't be poor, do you know what date it is today?"

Chen Changqing glanced at his watch and replied without thinking:
"February fourteenth, Valentine's Day."

This made the old man on the other side choke for a moment, and then shouted angrily:

"Stinky boy, I'm talking about the summer calendar, don't go out for two days and be fooled by the tricks of the foreign devils." …

Chen Changqing continued to jokingly said: "I know, it's the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, posting Spring Festival couplets. I was just teasing you just now. How could I forget such an important festival."

The old man was silent for a moment, then said:

"How do you arrange this year?"

These words directly made Chen Changqing silent. He looked at the churning sea water in front of him, and finally sighed:
"I won't go back this year."

I can clearly feel that the old man was stunned for a moment, and there was a bit of surprise in his tone:

"Xiangjiang isn't going back either?"

Chen Changqing shook his head, took a deep breath, and explained:

"I still have some things to do here, and I really don't have time."

In a courtyard house in Kyoto, the old man sitting at the door of the main room, looking at the Spring Festival couplets on the table not far away, and a pot of hot syrup lake that has just been boiled, his expression flickered slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking .

Finally sighed, a forced smile appeared on his face:

"Well, I'm not going back either."

Chen Changqing knew that the old man was not feeling well, and the old man was by no means the only one making similar calls, but now he really can't get away from this situation.

Helpless, I can only make a promise: "In this way, when I finish my work here, I will go back to see you as soon as possible."

The old man's temper has not changed at all, he is obviously very happy, but he is still as stubborn as ever:
"Get out, I want you to see?"

Chen Changqing rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice:
"Tch, I don't know who called me."

The old man on the other end of the phone blushed slightly, and then pretended not to hear what Chen Changqing said, and quickly said on the phone:

"Hang up, let's do this first, and then contact me if there is anything else, I'm going to find someone to play mahjong."

But after hanging up the phone, the old man sat blankly by the door for a long time.

Looking at the newly installed oven not far away, as well as the prepared puff pastry and various fillings, I finally sighed...