The Salted Fish Invading the Entertainment Circle

Chapter 198 His Crisis, My Feast

After lying dead for more than ten hours, Yang Zhu finally got up sadly, and then had lunch with Ivanov's group of people. He ordered them to move around freely, but he went out for a walk without hesitation.

Li Lan followed him step by step, a little puzzled: "Mr. Yang, it is estimated that in two or three hours at the most, the FBI will be sending things over. Is it suitable for you to go out at this time?"

Yang Zhu lazily put his pockets in his pocket, without turning his head: "Why, you are in such a hurry to get things done so you can go back to your country?"

Li Lan hesitated for a moment: "After all, it's not safe in the United States. It's hard to say that the turmoil in the past few months has been understood here, and you are there."

Yang Zhu sneered: "Don't worry, with the protection of the current project, even if the United States knows that I was making trouble some time ago, they will definitely not embarrass me."

Li Lan couldn't understand: "Even if the investment in this project is high, so far, in this subprime mortgage crisis, financial institutions in the United States alone have conservatively lost trillions of dollars, and at the social level, the per capita loss of the American people has been 7 US dollars, the hidden losses are even more immeasurable!”

"What's more, there are no signs of an end to this crisis yet. With the domino effect, this crisis will have an extremely long-lasting negative impact on all aspects of the United States, and the losses will surely be ten times what they are now;"

"At this time, the United States must hate you so much that they might dare to use any means. How dare you take to the streets so swaggeringly?"

Yang Zhu looked at the rare anxiety on the face of this iceberg beauty, a little funny, and didn't bother to continue to tease her: "After all, you didn't study economics and sociology, you only saw the surface, but didn't see the deep things .”

"Even if you study more history, you won't ask such questions!"

Li Lan hesitated, what does this mean?
Yang Zhu smiled: "First of all, you have to know that the United States is a country ruled by elites, and the interests of those oligarchy groups are the real interests of the United States;"

"Secondly, you don't understand the nature of money for interest groups; nor do you understand the relationship between money, resources, social status, and dominance."

Li Lan seemed to understand, staring at Yang Zhu.

Yang Zhu sighed helplessly: "To put it simply, for those oligarchy groups that dominate the will of the country, money is just an illusory number. If you want to pursue good-looking book figures, you can ask for as much as you want. Don't forget Well, even the Federal Reserve, which prints money, is a private enterprise.”

"The most important value of money to them is to measure the proportion of resources they occupy in society, and then recognize their social status and whether they have absolute social dominance;"

"Hmph, that is to say, if the United States is regarded as a listed company, which oligarchs are the major shareholders and the public are retail investors; these oligarchs value their own presence in the United States when the United States is still the largest country in Blue Star. How many shares in a company, not just the dividends on the book."

"As long as I am still the major shareholder and have the absolute right to speak, it doesn't matter if the company's financial statements are not good this year. Anyway, I can rely on the hegemony of the US dollar to cut leeks all over the world;"

"For them, what is more valuable is to continuously absorb the stocks in the hands of small shareholders and retail investors, so that their own equity will increase, their words will become more and more important, and even... become their own words;"

"Therefore, under this rare financial crisis, they can absorb and acquire those coveted resources and social assets at a price far lower than usual, and further expand their control over the entire country;"

"Hey, the financial crisis has always been a crisis for a small person; for those who are really rich, it is a rare feast for quickly accumulating wealth;"

"So, it's too late for them to thank me, how could they attack me!?"

After listening to this, Li Lan was silent for a while with a complex expression, and then said with some difficulty:
"Isn't this the same as making money for the country? Although our country is not dealing with the United States, the actions of these rich people..."

"It's really embarrassing!"

Yang Zhu sneered:
"Hmph, although there are many dross in the things handed down by our Chinese ancestors, since ancient times, I think it is very reasonable to rank the social status of merchants at the bottom;"

"The so-called small business has no righteousness, and the big business has no country;"

"When the resources in a person's hands are enough to make him jump out of the framework of the country and race, do you think [profit-oriented] he will care about this?"

After listening to this, Li Lan seemed to be touched:

"Yes, although our country has been re-business in recent decades in order to improve the economy; but I have to say that the messy things in the middle... are really worrying!"

Speaking of this, Li Lan seemed to think of something, and stared at Yang Zhu with complicated eyes:

"The small triangle formed directly by Dahua Investment, Ms. Liu and you, together with the funds and social resources that can be mobilized, seems terrifying."

Knowing what she meant, Yang Zhu shrugged his shoulders mockingly: "Don't worry, I'm just a half-assed director, not a businessman!"

Li Lan heard Yang Zhu make a hazy promise as if defending himself, for some reason, he suddenly felt relieved, but pouted in an instant,
Cut~!Have you ever seen a simple director worth billions? ?

………………

After walking around for an hour, Li Lan was still a little concerned about what the FBI had sent over. She couldn't help but remind him in a low voice: "Mr. Yang, it's almost time, and the FBI will send things over soon."

Yang Zhuzheng looked at the group of homeless people in the park who were watching TV together, and said without looking back: "There is no rush, just let them wait."

Li Lan rolled her eyes covertly: "Mr. Yang, it takes time to check the information, select targets, and formulate strategies."

Yang Zhu was a little impatient when he heard the urging in her words: "My temporary students are not all here, so you let me mess around with these things?"

"It's enough for me to be a teacher for this kind of nonsense. There are so many countries and regions in the world, so I can't just let me do it myself, right?"

Li Lan was stunned: "Temporary student?"

In an instant, his face suddenly changed: "Are you planning to...!??"

Yang Zhu nodded: "In this world, the most precious thing is opportunity; the greatest shame is wasting opportunity cost!"

"Now, the chain reaction brought about by the subprime mortgage crisis in the United States has fully radiated the whole world,"

"With such a great opportunity, it would be unreasonable not to take advantage of the situation and do something!"

(End of this chapter)