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"The National Bank of Japan passed a resolution and prepared to raise interest rates."

Peninsula Hotel.

"Operation Center".

Jiang Chen held his cell phone and looked at the computer, "Isn't it a little late to raise interest rates now? I should think of myself as the Federal Reserve."

An important means for the government to achieve macroeconomic control is to raise and lower interest rates.

For example, due to the impact of nuclear sewage, Japan implemented a quantitative easing policy and lowered loan interest rates. The original intention was to promote economic construction and help enterprises tide over difficulties, but the result was the opposite. The money coming out of the bank turned around and ran into the booming stock market.

And now raising interest rates is also the same reason.

Cutting interest rates will lead to an increase in market capital, while raising interest rates will have the opposite effect, attracting the public to deposit money in banks to earn interest, thereby reducing cash circulation in the market, and using high interest rates to induce investors to stop being keen on the stock market and put money in banks. Come here.

The most fun to play in this set is none other than the beautiful country of the Free Beacon of Light of Humanity.

Behind the financial crisis that makes people miserable, it is the kind countries that rely on their own monetary hegemony and are happy to control the direction of world wealth by raising and lowering interest rates, thereby realizing waves of harvest and plundering the wealth of all mankind.

The US dollar is a global currency, so it can be played like this, but the Japanese yen?

Obviously does not have this qualification.

And now that the fire has started, it is best to extinguish the disaster at the very beginning. Just like an out-of-control reactor, at first it may be enough to "turn off the power" in time, but later it will require a "death squad" of thousands of people. fill.

"While Fengshi is still swinging, the time is almost here."

The person who called Boss Jiang to "tip off the news" was none other than Riki Fujiwara, the biggest "conspirator".

As the daughter of the Fujiwara family, she took the lead in rebelling against her motherland, which was outraged by both humans and gods.

But in many cases, problems need to be viewed from multiple perspectives.

The prerequisite for asking people to be patriotic is that this country is worthy of love, so they want to fall in love.

Can someone who doesn't like you, even despise you, or even abuse you, indulge in such a person have any good consequences?

It is destined not to end well.

"The Japanese government is considering releasing Cao Jinse."

It wasn't until he heard the news that Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, and then said with a smile: "This is not a bad move."

"Perhaps it was Fengshi's suggestion. Once he is released, China will lose its moral high ground, and the Western media will be able to join in and create a public opinion offensive."

"It's still a familiar formula. But what reason did they plan to come up with for letting him go? Was he arrested by mistake?"

"After being detained for so long, Jiang Sang, do you really not miss her at all?" Fujiwara Reiki asked.

"She doesn't want to come out."

Fujiwara Reiki didn't understand it at first, but soon understood it and sighed softly.

"Ms. Cao, you are indeed a worthy opponent."

A respectable... rival?

Jiang Chen did not ask: "Since Japan has decided to fight to the bitter end, we need to hurry up."

"The next payment of yen will be made the day after tomorrow at the latest and noon tomorrow at the earliest."

Riki Fujiwara is simple and direct.

There was no "you and me", after all, Bai Zheli was right next to him. Jiang Chen put down his mobile phone and looked at the thrilling Japanese stock market on the computer. He suddenly thought of something, "Check Dongyue Chemical."

The trader in front of the computer immediately executes the order.

Information about Dongyue Chemical was quickly retrieved.

The current market value is 290 billion US dollars, ranking at the bottom of the world's top companies.

"How many shares do we own in this company now?" Jiang Chen asked.

Bage Li had already picked up the tablet to check.

The scope of this acquisition is too wide, there are too many companies, it is impossible to remember every one, and the data is changing every day or even every moment.

"That adds up to 17.6%."

"How many shares does the first shareholder have?"

"The largest shareholder of this company is Mitsui Banking Corporation."

Bage said: "With the shares we currently hold, we are the third largest shareholder of Dongyue Chemical."

have to.

It really answered the joke.

After trading in stocks, I really became a shareholder.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong with this company?"

Bage asked curiously. There are many top companies in Japan. Although it is a Fortune 500 company, Dongyue Chemical is not particularly eye-catching in Japan as a whole.

"It's okay, just ask."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, "We need to be more alert from now on, the time to close the net should be approaching soon."

Bage's spirit was shaken, his expression was full of energy, his eyes were bright, he pushed up his glasses and said, "Always be ready."

Jiang Chen patted his shoulder, then left this floor and went to Cao Jinse's room. No one was there. He heard from the bodyguard that he went to the gym.

Could it be that the two "home girls" were bored and actually went to compete?

Since Cao Jinse was detained, Mao Tu knew the general situation quite well. Not to mention making trouble, he didn't even leave the hotel door.

of course.

Among them, it is inevitable that Taoist priest Duanmu took credit for his "care".

Thinking of the scene of these two fighting, Jiang Chen became interested and diverted to the gym.

Although I didn’t see the hot scene of two unique and powerful women fisting each other, but as soon as I walked into the gym, an extremely inconsistent scene still irritated Boss Jiang’s eyes.

The petite and cute Maotu is actually pulling the barbell.

Visual inspection of the number of iron pieces estimated it to be over two hundred kilograms.

Jiang Chen slowed down.

Maotu took a breath, Duanmu Liuli stood beside him, wondering if he was giving instructions, and then he saw that Maotu, with his thin arms and legs, actually pulled the barbell up until it was raised above his head. It looks relatively easy and doesn't seem to take much effort.

Jiang Chen's eyes twitched.

Two hundred pound deadlift.

No ordinary strong man can achieve this intensity.

Let’s look at Mao Tu’s physique, which is only eighty or ninety years old.

Aren’t you the “shooters” you promised?

"Great!"

Jiang Chen approached, looking admiring, and did not hesitate to praise him.

"Den!"

The barbell was thrown to the ground and bounced under the tremendous force of the shock.

"Laugh at me. If you have the ability, do it."

joke?

This is no joke.

It's clear that he spoke from his feelings and spoke from the bottom of his heart.

It can only be said that Maotu is different from normal people, and her requirements for herself are not based on worldly standards.

"How heavy is it?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"Two hundred and five."

"..."

Boss Jiang immediately shook his head, "I can't."

Mainly a cautious and pragmatic person.

Also.

It's OK to pretend to be fat in other places, but not in the gym. No matter how awesome you are, if you can't lift or pull, it's just a joke.

"What are you being modest about? Aren't the dumbbells in your room all sixty pounds?"

Maotu thinks highly of Jiang Chen and gives Boss Jiang a lot of face.

The dumbbell that Boss Jiang often uses for exercise in his room is indeed sixty pounds, but this is two hundred and fifty pounds.

"You can remove two iron pieces for me and I can try them."

"What's there to go to? I can pull it up."

You pulled it right.

But are you a normal person?

Could it be that in this girl's eyes, she is already in the same group of people as him?

Boss Jiang didn't know whether he should be happy or not.

Maotu had already walked to the barbell and gave up his position, with the obvious intention of giving Boss Jiang a chance to show off his talents.

If it were other women, they might be able to give it a try, but looking at these two, I might as well forget it.

So what if I pull it up.

There won't be any sense of accomplishment.

So Boss Jiang remained unmoved and looked at Maotu curiously, "How much do you weigh?"

"85."

"85 pounds?"

"Are you stupid? Is it still a kilogram?"

As the saying goes, anyone who can lift twice his own body weight in the gym is definitely a hero.

85 2 × = 170

Jiang Chen's expression of admiration became even stronger, and then he looked at Duanmu Liuli.

"How about you give it a try?"

"Beat him, sister Duanmu, he is mocking you."

From Sister Taoist Sister to Sister Duanmu.

Sure enough, love grows over time. But is it clear who is older and who is younger?

However, when traveling in the world, it does seem that there is no need to be too rigid. There is no priority in learning. The master is the teacher.

"Why did I mock you?"

Jiang Chen is funny.

"This weight is about the same as Sister Duanmu's hand."

"..."

Mao Tu's casual words completely silenced Jiang Chen.

Two hundred and fifty pounds.

One hand raised?

Where is Lu Zhishen!

Who is mocking?

You don’t even dare to brag like that!

Jiang Chen looked at Duanmu Liuli expressionlessly, then shook his head.

"I do not believe."

Of course he knew full well how powerful the Taoist sister was, but she was only a warrior at best.

Lifting two hundred and fifty pounds with one hand.

That is cultivating immortality.

Just like the scope of game design, pulling force has a great relationship with body weight, and human physique has numerical limits.

It might be possible for the world's top strongman to be as fat as an ox...

"Sister Duanmu, show him."

Although he thought it was science fiction to lift this weight with one hand with Duanmu Liuli's figure, but after hearing Mao Tu's words, Boss Jiang still felt a ray of expectation in his heart for no reason.

"Do you really not believe it?"

Maotu confirmed again.

Jiang Chen also shook his head again honestly.

Duanmu Liuli didn't speak, but silently walked to the barbell. He seemed to feel that the barbell was blocking the way, so he bent down with his flexible waist and actually pulled the barbell up.

The key is.

one hand!

Jiang Chen's pupils shrank.

"Den."

The barbell was thrown aside.

Jiang Chen really opened his eyes again.

"I told you, but you still don't believe it."

Jiang Chen smiled bitterly and did not find fault. Although he did not lift it up, it was an indisputable fact that he could pull it up with one hand.

"How? Physics doesn't exist anymore?"

Good swordsmanship and fast speed can actually be practiced, at least within an acceptable range, but isn't there an upper limit to human physical strength?

People of different weights are like bottles with different capacities. Strength is water. No matter how much you exercise, you can fill it up to the maximum capacity and you can no longer fill it. If you continue to forcefully fill it, the bottle will explode.

"Jiang Chen, you are so funny. Didn't the lady say that you are from a prestigious university? Don't you know what neural recruitment ability is?"

The rabbit was laughing and sarcastic.

"Prestigious universities don't teach everything."

Boss Jiang is neither embarrassed nor embarrassed.

Mao Tu generously explained: "The neural recruitment ability...for example, people's brains are all the same, but some people have developed 1%. Some people have developed 2%, and Miss has developed 5%."

Ok.

In fact, he is quite loyal.

At this time, he didn't forget to praise his own lady.

"You always know about muscle fibers. Some people look strong, but their nerve recruitment ability is poor and they can mobilize few muscle fibers, maybe only 50. And some people look thin, but their nerve recruitment ability is strong and they can mobilize There may be 80 muscle fibers, do you understand?”

"understand."

Boss Jiang nodded quickly.

Explained in an easy to understand manner.

So, then he should be considered to be gifted?

It seems that there is indeed a reason why the dog-licking system singled out himself among all living beings.

It’s not just limited to dog-licking quality.

"What's your limit?"

Jiang Chen looked at the Taoist sister again, asking questions humbly, but of course, he was also full of curiosity.

After all, you are still young.

There will inevitably be childish moments.

Pulling the barbell with one hand just now clearly broadened his horizons and opened up the situation for him.

"If you have anything to ask, it's useless to ask. Anyway, it's a height you will never reach in your lifetime." Maotu said casually.

Jiang Chen didn't feel the blow.

This is the truth.

He could pull up two hundred and fifty pounds, but only with his hands.

"Jiang Chen, the ramen you brought before tasted good. Where did you buy it? Order us another one."

I'm hungry just after exercising.

"There is no takeout. If you want to eat, you have to go by yourself. I will give you the seat."

He is not worried about the girl Mao Tu running out now. It is not good to stay bored in the hotel all the time. He is also aggrieved that Taoist aunt and sister have not gone out together.

"Okay, do you want to eat?"

Jiang Chen shook his head, "I've eaten."

"Sister Duanmu, let's go."

Duanmu Liuli nodded.

Jiang Chen glanced at the barbell and followed it out of the gym.

"Jiang Chen, is the lady coming back soon?"

Maotu suddenly asked

come back.

This word is quite strange.

"Well, soon. Miss her?"

"Don't you want to?"

Maotu's quick rhetorical question instantly silenced Boss Jiang.

"Your young lady is a great person."

After a while, Jiang Chen said softly.

It's not that Cao Jinse has no way to gain freedom, he just wants to be famous for China's encirclement and suppression of Japan. Living in a cage voluntarily.

"I don't expect Miss to be that great."

"why?"

Duanmu Liuli walked beside him, silently.

"Because selfish people will live easier and happier."

Jiang Chen frowned, instinctively wanting to touch Mao Tu's head, but he held back.

"Maybe you are right, but your lady is also quite happy. Some people's happiness comes from satisfying their own desires, while some people's happiness comes from realizing their own value."

Come to the corridor.

Jiang Chen smiled.

"Let's go eat noodles."

After saying that, he thoughtfully took out his wallet, took out a stack of Japanese yen, and handed it to Duanmu Liuli.

"Open it and eat."

"Do you need so much money to eat noodles?" Maotu wondered.

"I didn't want it before, but I want it now."

Duanmu Liuli did not refuse and put a stack of yen into his pocket.

No matter how powerful the goddess is, she still has to pay for her meals.

After they left, Jiang Chen looked at their backs. I was about to put my wallet back when I accidentally saw something and took out a sticky note from my wallet.

The content is blank.

But there is a signature in the lower right corner.

It's not a flying dragon or a phoenix, but a dignified and elegant block script.

He now knows something about the Cao family.

A family of two is not even as prosperous as an ordinary poor family, why is it so glorious?

These are not yet peaceful times.

Not to mention the period of our parents and grandparents.

Why glory?

Because the whole family is full of heroes. (End of chapter)