Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Emotions are contagious.

Listening to Sun Hongbing's excited eyes and frantically analyzing the trend of the British currency, Sun Liancheng also became excited, his heart beating like a drum.

As the head of the foreign exchange bureau, he is too aware of the country’s needs for foreign exchange. In order to introduce advanced technologies from other countries, he has sent people across the world countless times in order to obtain some key technologies of modern science and technology. I'm afraid it won't take long before the sleeping dragon of China will take off again.

But the imagination is full, the reality is very skinny.

Although some countries in Eastern Europe continue to sell all kinds of modern equipment, the asking price is unaffordable. Even the precision equipment that was eliminated 40 years ago is worth millions of dollars. As for the core technology and core Talent, that is even more sigh.

money!

All because of no money.

People only need US dollars, marks, pounds and Japanese yen.

If you don’t have money, can you rely on your face to win people’s skills and talents? If you can rely on your face, then you can slap them twice.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Sun Liancheng picked up the Double Happiness cigarette on the table and put it to his mouth. Because of the excitement, he wiped the foreign fire three times in a row before lighting the fire.

If you have money, you can buy the equipment and technology that has been coveted for a long time.

"Red Soldier. Are you really sure? The Bank of England is the most powerful central bank in the world, so they are really willing to watch the pound depreciate?"

"Director. This is not a question of whether they are willing or not. The Germans want the pound to depreciate, and the Americans also want the pound to break away from the European exchange rate mechanism. Now the pound is the corner of the embarrassment.

"But what if I lose? I'm not afraid to take this responsibility, you know, we can't afford to lose now. If you really lose, you and I will die a hundred times, how can you explain to the millions of people?"

"Secretary. I've calculated it. Even if we make a mistake, the Bank of England is struggling to maintain the pound price, then at best we will not make money. But if it is the same as we expected..."

"Then it's better to see how much money we have."

How much money!

Sun Hongbing jumped wildly in his heart twice, bitten a lion's mouth.

"It's also five million dollars."

"..."

five million.

Sun Liancheng took a deep cigarette and frowned. Sun Hongbing's heart suddenly burst. With so much money, if he loses a little bit, who can bear it.

"If it doesn't work, just two million dollars."

"Too little, I will apply for you 20 million dollars!"

Twenty million... U.S. dollars!

Sun Hongbing was stunned. He thought that the director would think too much, but he didn't expect too little.

The huge number caused Sun Hongbing to immediately go up, his face flushed as if he was drunk, and his body straightened out like a benchmark.

"Guaranteed to complete the task."

"Don't talk about it so full. If you lose a dollar, your kid will follow me."

"..."

Special matters always need to be handled specially.

When Sun Hongbing and his colleagues boarded directly on the only special plane in Shanghai, it took an hour to arrive in Hong Kong. Looking at the bustling and noisy city, the four words "home, country, and world" burned in his heart like the sun.

Singapore financial district.

A young man with an inch left carrying a document bag stepped into a company in the Gide Building.

"Mr. Zhang. Look at these data, and judging from these data, there is a great depreciation expectation for the pound.

Zhang Faren took the information and glanced at the information Liu Jianjun had handed over. His brows frowned slightly. Although he admired Liu Jianjun's talents in the economic and financial fields very much, this proposal was really unreliable.

"Building the army. If it is another market, I believe your ability will not be wrong. But the British pound is different. Behind the pound is the entire Great Britain. It is backed by the entire Bank of England. There are tens of billions of pounds in foreign exchange reserves. It is absolutely impossible for the pound to depreciate."

"Mr. Zhang. My teacher taught me a word when I was studying."

"What?"

"In the market, there has never been an impossible, only infinite possibilities. Do you think we can now find a reason to go longer?"

"..."

Zhang Faren was silent.

He found that this was completely an irrefutable reason.

There is no impossible, only infinite possibilities.

It's not impossible.

From smuggling to Singapore and creating a huge sugar empire, Zhang Faren has never relied on luck. Since there is no reason to go long, he should go short and try.

"Do you expect that if we make a mistake in our judgment, how much we will lose."

"I have calculated. The maximum loss will not exceed 5%. If the judgment is correct, the profit may exceed 15%. The chance of winning is more than 90%."

"That's good. I allow you to establish a sell position in pounds sterling up to 30 million dollars."

"..."

Hong Kong, Kowloon City.

A middle-aged man in his forties leaned on a bamboo-woven recliner. With the downward pressure of gravity, the arc-shaped recliner swayed up and down rhythmically like a tumbler.

The middle-aged man wore a white shirt with a gentle smile on his face. He looked quite elegant, but because of his tall and big face, he had a flat head and was somewhat contradictory.

An indescribable person, at least for the students studying here, Teacher He Yuanchao is an indescribable person.

There are no tuition fees for teaching people, and every day I drink tea to tell stories and history, just like the storyteller in the tea house, but I never saw him worry about money.

Several students at the scene glanced at each other, and their eyes were full of curiosity. If in normal times, at this time, Teacher He would definitely tell a story about China's history after class, but today, he seems to have forgotten about it.

Isn't it just a newspaper, as it is so fascinating.

The students felt a little itchy. It was the age when they were curious about everything in their teens. The stories He Yuanchao told were more tempting than TV dramas.

King Zhou did not respect the heavens and the gods, never surrendered even under the mighty power, and dared to fight against the heavens, and never compromised even if it was punishment by the gods.

Qin Shihuang swept Liuhe, unifying all the wastes, and his achievements were earth-shattering.

Those foreign emperors are simply scumbags, and they are controlled by a group of gods, and they can't even keep the king's position.

Every time I hear He Yuanchao tell a story, I don’t mention it.

"Teacher He, shall we go back to eat first?"

"Didn't it mean eating? Why don't you leave? Want to hear stories?"

"Hey..."

The little guys laughed embarrassedly, their pure eyes would not hide anything at all.

Putting down the newspaper in his hand, He Yuanchao got up from the recliner and sat on a table in the room without any temperament.

"Then we will tell the story of Hong Kong today."

"I used to have a classmate who was a bad guy in Yau Ma Tei. Later, because he was squeezed out by colleagues and bosses because he was unwilling to collect protection fees, he bought a ticket to the UK and prepared to go to London to complain."

"Later, he arrived at the airport and wanted to take the domestic special line, but he was not allowed to pass and let him take the foreign passage."

"He asked, I'm a British, why let me go through the foreign passage to line up."

"The people at the airport said, I see your face, I don't think you are British"

"Foreigners have to line up, my friend justified, I am not British, what country do you think I am from?"

"The airport worker said, that is your own understanding. Hong Kong is just one of the many colonies of our British Empire. You are not a British."

"My friend was not convinced, and asked the staff member, what, what country am I from?"

"The other party told him that I can't answer this question. But you are not British, so please use the foreigner channel."

"Teacher. What is a colony?"

"Teacher, did he come to London later?"

"Colony is a term in our Chinese language. It refers to countries and regions subject to economic exploitation, cultural invasion, and political enslavement by the suzerainty. The original meaning is to emigrate and recolonize wasteland, which can be used as a trade outpost or military base. Later refers to a country in it. The immigrant settlements established in the conquered areas will obtain new resources for the sovereign state."

"Teacher, I heard my dad say that the integrity government was established because the British felt that they did not earn as much as our Chinese in Hong Kong~www.readwn.com~, so they tried to arrest all Chinese detectives, so as to monopolize corruption."

"Yeah. Your dad is right. Did he say that since Kangding found it, the community has developed rapidly in order to oppress ordinary people and make money for the British."

"I didn't say, my dad dare not say this. Except for Yunji, many clubs often charge protection fees. I hate those bad guys."

"Haha. Then you study hard and try to be a policeman in the future to clean up those bad guys."

"Can you be a police officer and control those bad guys who are not allowed to collect protection fees? Then why are there police officers now, and they still charge them."

"What are their police officers? Hong Kong Royal Police."

"I see. They are British policemen, just like the running dogs on TV, they bully us. Then I don't want to be a policeman. Dad and uncle are very hard to make money."

"It will be different in a few years. The police in the future will be our own police. If we drive off the British, they will no longer be able to oppress us."

"..."

"Teacher He, you haven't said yet, has your friend filed a complaint in London."

"He arrived in London, but he found a place to complain?"

"Does he know the road?"

"No. People don't recognize his credentials, and his English is not very good, so someone gave him a name, half-baked."

"Aren't the names only available to mom and dad?"

""

Soon, the children walked away together, looking at the young children from their backs, He Yuanchao smiled and grabbed the newspaper again.

Daily Mail.

The newspaper a few days ago was brought to Hong Kong from London.

On the cover, there is a Chinese face-Shen Jiannan.