Reborn Financial Overlord

Hearing this number, Murray MacLehose's heart almost bleeds.

The Hong Kong dollar, the token of the US dollar.

Since the equivalent U.S. dollar must be paid when issuing banknotes, this is the main reason why the price of Hong Kong dollars has been able to maintain stability.But now, the foreign exchange bureau has just barely maintained the price of the British pound after spending 15 billion U.S. dollars. God knows how much more money will be needed to bring the exchange rate of the British pound back to the mark in the Asian market.

Once this number continues to expand and cannot be filled back, it will put the Hong Kong dollar in a very dangerous situation.

Damn!

Thinking of the group of numbers in the market that seemed to be yelling to sell short, Murray MacLehose really wanted to climb in from the computer and strangle everyone on the opposite side.

"Add in the one billion just now, and the total is $25 billion."

"Asshole. What did you say?"

Murray MacLehose couldn't believe his ears, and grabbed the collar of chief trader Zhang Songren.

"We've bought a billion dollars before this."

"You bastards."

"Sir. We can't blame us, the market is under too much selling pressure..."

"..."

At the same time, West Kowloon Police Headquarters.

Peng San grinned and sat in an interrogation room, grinning and smiling all over his face. It didn't look like he was deliberately hurting a prisoner who was taken into the police headquarters, but rather like a distinguished guest invited to have tea.

If it weren't for the pair of big silver bracelets on his hands and a pair of iron chains on his feet.

Opposite Peng San, there were three royal policemen sitting, and in the middle was Chen Jiaying, who was attacked by Peng San not long ago and opened the scoop. His head was wrapped in a white bandage, and his eyes seemed to be spraying flames, full of anger and hatred. If eyes can kill, maybe Peng San has already been tortured and killed hundreds of times by his eyes.

But regarding this, Peng San acted as if nothing had happened, Xi Sha and Chen Jiaying looked at each other, without the fear and uneasiness of being a prisoner at all.

"Peng San. Let's see how long you can be arrogant, beat up the Royal Police, smuggle, sell drugs, and be punished for several crimes. If you don't cooperate well with us, believe it or not, you will be put in prison this time."

"Ah! My head hurts. The police are frightening people. They're going to scare me to death. Ah—"

very suddenly.

Peng San was dancing on the chair, shouting and making noise.With a face full of panic and shaking his head, he looked like a frightened psychopath.

It's just that this guy's eyes are clear, full of ridicule, no one can see that he is pretending.

boom--

Chen Jiaying slapped the table bitterly.

"Peng San. Don't pretend to be crazy here. Let me tell you, it's useless. You beat the senior superintendent of the Royal Police. There are witnesses and physical evidence. I advise you to be sensible."

Probably because he felt that pretending to be crazy would affect his teacher's image a bit, so Peng San stopped pretending to be crazy and adjusted his crumpled suit slowly.

"Chen sir, your head doesn't hurt anymore? Talk to the royal police, but shut up. The royal police say you are a slave among slaves, why don't you admit it. It's a pity that the pot of tea is not very soup..."

"Peng San. Don't be crazy. This is the Kowloon Police Headquarters. You'd better be honest with me."

"Ha ha....."

Seeing the policeman on the opposite side being blown up by him, Peng San couldn't help laughing wildly.

"Why, you want to hit me. Come on, if you dare to hit me today, you are not slaves among slaves."

Tolerable or unbearable.

As the chief of the operations department of the senior police superintendent, Chen Jiaying was usually respected everywhere, but today she was beaten up by Peng San like a dog, and now she was humiliated again.

Peng San's arrogant and domineering provocation completely angered Chen Jiaying, he cursed fiercely, stood up, rushed in front of Peng San and grabbed Peng San by the collar.

"You are fucking courting death."

"Come on! Hit me. If you don't hit me today, you will be my long-lost son."

Facing Chen Jiaying's fist, Peng Sangui cursed meanly, and even put his face directly on his fist.

Such arrogance, who can stand it.

Chen Jiaying's eyes widened, and after fisting, she was about to punch Peng San.

boom--

The closed door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a blond British man appeared at the door of the interrogation room.

lan Jordan, whose Chinese name is Zhuang Lixian, is the chief officer of the West Kowloon Police Station and Chen Jiaying's boss.

"Chen. You go out first."

"..."

Chen Jiaying was like a discouraged ball and suddenly lost her energy, she could only stare at Peng San fiercely, wanting to kill him with her eyes.

"Peng San. Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you have money."

Facing the sudden arrival of her immediate boss, Chen Jiaying said in a low voice.

"Help, Officer Chen said he was going to kill me."

You ass!

When did I say that.

"Chen. Do you want me to say it again? Take your people out first."

"..."

Officials crushed people to death.

Although she really wanted to beat Peng San violently, facing the pressure from Zhuang Lixian, Chen Jiaying could only angrily let go of Peng San and took the others away.

Seeing Chen Jiaying who was walking to the door, Peng San who was sitting at the same place shouted cruelly.

"Hey, Sir Chen. Your braid fell to the ground."

"..."

"Slaves are good, slaves are good: Regardless of internal affairs and foreign affairs, everyone is silent and sleepy."

"..."

Pound to mark, 2.7648, down [-] percent

Pound to dollar, 1.9125, down [-] percent

......

London, Bank of England.

Robin Leigh Pemberton looked at the market quotations of British pounds on the Reuters screen, his brows were deeply frowned, and he only felt a headache.

"President. There is a call from Hong Kong. The Asian market is under heavy selling pressure. I hope we can share a little pressure."

"How much money do we have?"

"It's less than two billion. I think we need to raise interest rates again to take the pressure off the market."

"..."

"Emma. Go make arrangements."

ten o'clock in the morning.

The Bank of England announced that the benchmark interest rate will be raised from 12.00% to 15.00%.

Chapter 1 Donkey

In just two hours, the Bank of England raised interest rates twice in a row, raising the benchmark interest rate from 15.00% to 5.00%, which was unprecedented in the financial history of the UK.Compared with the terrifying market reaction brought about by a single increase of [-]% later, this kind of terrifying rate increase of [-]% in two hours is simply unimaginable.

London, First International Capital Investment Management.

Shen Jiannan received the announcement from the Bank of England from Qina Kanoski, and was speechless for a long time.

Although he has long known that the UK will continue to play the interest rate card, the Bank of England can only play this card, and he knows which step the Bank of England will target in the first step.

But... what's the use.

The interest rate has been raised once, theoretically speaking, this is the main logic of the bullish pound, but the current market price has proved that this logic cannot support the price of the pound. If this is a war, then it is simply a war. Magnified soldiers.

Unfortunately, the contest in the financial market has already been proven in the next 30 years that it is simply World War III.

"Damn Brits, wouldn't it be nice to lie down and get beat up, why raise rates. What a bastard."

Qina Kanowski cursed angrily.

She doesn't know much about the economy and monetary policy, but she can understand the basic logic. A [-]% interest rate increase means that the annual deposit income will increase by [-]%, which means that the loan needs to be paid The money is also increased by three percent.

If it is explained by the relationship between supply and demand, it can be explained that the market supply of sterling is shrinking, but the demand is increasing.

Moreover, this is not an insignificant change. A single 5.00% interest rate increase by the Bundesbank can attract a lot of capital inflows from Europe, and a continuous increase of [-]% is simply unimaginable.

Yulia Sidorov's complexion is relatively better. After all, she is a student of politics and economics, and has an in-depth understanding of Shen Jiannan in many aspects and has absorbed some essence. She is better than Qiina Kanoski for the market. The relationship between economy, economy and finance should be more three-dimensional.

However, it is also good and limited.

As the announcement of the Bank of England's interest rate hike was conveyed to the global financial market in various ways, the price of the British pound has rebounded by 5.00%. Capital One, as well as the positions of Qi Na and Geman, the interest rate has retreated by as much as several hundred million Dollar.And this is just the beginning. The [-]% interest rate differential will greatly change the supply and demand of the pound. If the Bank of England borrows money from the IMF at this time to fight back, the situation will soon develop in a direction that is not conducive to short positions.

"Shen. I'm worried that the next situation will develop in a direction that is not good for us. Do we need to reduce the size of the position?"

unfavorable?

Shen Jiannan stretched out his arms and stopped two women of similar stature.

"Honey. It's just a game. There's no need to worry. You guys are so nervous. Why don't we do something interesting to relax?"

Yulia Sidorov and Qina Kanosky couldn't help but rolled their eyes, what time is this, and they are still fooling around here.

"Shen. You have to take it seriously. If the market goes against us, it will be bad."

"I have already said not to increase such a large position, Shen, I beg you, be serious, I don't care how much money I can make, but I don't want you to be in danger."

One has a serious face, and the other is full of resentment.

Shen Jiannan shrugged his shoulders helplessly. When women talk, they seem to be like this all the time. They don't make sense at all.

"Babes. I'll tell you a story."

"..."

"There is no donkey in one part of China. Later, a troublesome guy brought a donkey, but the donkey was useless because of the rugged mountains. He put the donkey at the foot of the mountain and let it live."

"An Irish ass?"

"..."

"..."

"It's a donkey, my dear, can we discuss what a donkey is after I finish the story?",

"..."

"A tiger saw the donkey by chance and thought that this tall guy must be very powerful. Well, as you have seen, the donkey is more than one meter tall, with a long mouth and thighs, and looks very powerful. The tiger was a little scared and hid in the woods But the tiger was really hungry, and then the tiger came out quietly and approached the donkey cautiously, not knowing the details of the donkey.

One day, the donkey brayed.

vast!

The sound of the donkey braying is very special and terrifying.

The tiger was taken aback, and ran away far away, thinking that the donkey was about to bite it, and was very frightened.

But after repeated observations, the tiger found that the donkey had no special ability except braying, and it became more and more familiar with the donkey's braying.

Later, the tiger went up to the donkey and walked around, but dared not go up and attack the donkey.But the donkey meat could already be smelled, so it tested the donkey's reaction, and then the donkey brayed again.

Later, the tiger approached the donkey slowly, becoming more and more presumptuous, or touching it, or leaning on it, constantly provoking it.

This made the donkey very angry, so it kicked the tiger with its hoof.

The tiger's reaction was so quick that the donkey's hoof was not only missed, but the tiger also found that the donkey's strength was weak and its speed was slow.

The tiger thought to himself: "This thing's ability is nothing more than that!"

So the tiger pounced on it, roared loudly, bit off the donkey's neck, and ate the donkey. "

"End?"