Rebirth 1991: My Financial Era

Lin Hui left with satisfaction.

Wu Qixiong is here.

"Sun Sheng, I have a question that I need to ask you." Wu Qixiong spoke modestly, but was obviously unconvinced and felt that doing so unilaterally was risky.

"Director Wu, just tell me directly," Sun Chen said.

"Sun Sheng, let me tell you directly, the relationship between crude oil supply and demand is very complicated, but according to the data I have tracked for more than ten years, crude oil supply and demand have not changed much. Why do you judge that oil prices will fall?" Wu Qixiong asked.

"So, let me ask you, Director Wu, theoretically speaking, where does the crude oil come from?" Sun Chen asked.

"Of course it was formed by animals and plants during sedimentation and crustal movements, so it is limited." Wu Qixiong replied according to the traditional theory.

"Yes, crude oil is an inorganic substance and a mineral. Like iron ore, it is produced by the movement of the earth's crust and has nothing to do with animals and plants." Sun Chen said.

It is an ancient theory that crude oil is produced by the transformation of animals and plants. Petroleum organizations and oil-producing countries have added fuel to the fire by promoting the theory of finite oil.

"It means that the oil reserves are much larger than predicted?" Wu Qixiong was a little confused.

"That's right." Sun Chen said.

"Even so, without mining supply capacity, there will be no direct impact on supply and demand." Wu Qixiong refused to admit defeat.

"Oil prices are not directly related to supply and demand in the short term, but are related in the long term." Sun Chen said.

"What does crude oil have to do with it in the short term?" Wu Qixiong was a little confused.

"It has to do with the manipulation of capital. To be precise, it has to do with the manipulation of capital under the political intervention of big powers." Sun Chen explained, "Then, let me ask you, the outcome of the struggle between the United States and the Soviet Union for hegemony is about to come out. The northern giant is an oil-producing country, and the United States How to choose?"

"I understand. What about the long term?" Wu Qixiong asked.

"What does long-term demand have to do with?" Sun Chen asked.

"Economic growth, consumer demand." Wu Qixiong answered.

"So, will the economy grow or decline in 1992?" Sun Chen continued to guide.

"Please give me some advice, Sun Sheng." Wu Qixiong said.

"Paul Volcker left the Federal Reserve in 1987. Why? Because he raised interest rates too high, Citigroup multinational companies relocated manufacturing industries, and real estate was under great pressure. It has been four years since the policy of cutting interest rates, and European currencies have also risen. Will there be any problems in four years?" Sun Chen explained.

"Japan continues to slump, Europe is in turmoil, and the United States has not yet improved. How can we see bullish demand for crude oil?" Sun Chen asked.

"Ashamed, I've learned a lesson." Wu Qixiong said frankly.

"It doesn't matter. You are not a macroeconomist. In the future, you should communicate more with people who study macroeconomics. Crude oil is ultimately an international politics." Sun Chen concluded.

When Wu Qixiong went out, Sun Chen said to He Linshi, "Director He, what do you think of my analysis?"

He Linshi previously felt that Sun Chen behaved abruptly and had poor senses. After a few days, she was completely convinced.

"Thank you Sun Sheng for your advice."

Hahaha, Sun Chen laughed, "It turns out that aloof and beautiful women can also be humble."

Sun Chen leaned back on the boss's chair and continued: "Call Qian Cheng and ask if the newspaper acquisition has been negotiated."

He Linshi went out to make a phone call.

Sun Chen called Su Yue: "Sister Su, do you think I am missing?"

"I miss you so much. You don't care about anything and leave me alone to worry about a lot of things." Su Yue didn't give him a good look.

"Sister Su is beautiful and smart. Those who can do more work."

"You pledged your income to Manager Mou. You need so much money to invest, so be careful about the risks!" Su Yuesheng was worried about his life.

"I want to earn the gift money. By the way, how much goods have been sent to the Northern Giant? How many more are there?" Sun Chen asked seriously.

"The contract has been fully signed and one-third of the goods have been shipped. The quantity is too large and the railway capacity cannot be increased," Su Yue replied.

"Very well, thank you for your hard work. I will help you start a new business after the Spring Festival." Sun Chen comforted his first employee.

"Boss Sun, just remember to pay the bonus." Su Yue nodded.

"Then just wash your hands and wait for me at home!" Sun Chen said happily and hung up the phone.

Sun Yue stamped his feet angrily, as if he couldn't get angry anymore.

Qian Cheng knocked on the door and came in.

"Qian Dazhuang, how's the newspaper acquisition going?" Sun Chen was a little dissatisfied.

"Sun Sheng, I visited all the newspapers that met your requirements and finally selected this entertainment tabloid." Qian Cheng handed over the information.

Nebula Daily is a gossip tabloid. The writing style is not bold enough, the revelations are not low-level enough, and the sales volume is only 3,000. It is a hit on the street.

"Well, how much does the acquisition cost?" Sun Chen asked.

"One hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars, more than a dozen editors, and there are still three months left on the house lease," Qian Cheng said.

"Agree, let's make the deal with Director He. Then ask the editor-in-chief of Poujie to come over and see me." Sun Chen ordered.

Qian Cheng hesitated to leave, and Sun Chen looked up at him, "Is there anything else?"

"Sunsheng, this is the bill, please take a look at it." Qian Cheng handed it over with both hands.

Sun Chen looked at it, signed it, and said, "Go to Director He too. Speed ​​up the land lease in Tseung Kwan O."

"Thank you, Sun Sheng!" Qian Cheng slipped out.

Nebula Daily was handed over soon, and Li Daxiao, the editor-in-chief of Pujie, walked into Sun Chen's office in an anxious mood.

Sun Chen called He Linshi in.

"Are you Li Daxiao? Do you know that Xingyun Daily is fighting for Me?" Sun Chen had the urge to punch and kick him just by looking at him.

"Ah, Sun Sheng, I don't know." Li Daxiao replied solemnly.

"Because you are not sharp enough or eye-catching enough! Do you know how to be sharp and eye-catching?" Sun Chen said.

"I don't quite understand." Li Daxiao looked like a wooden head.

"Come on, come on, here are eight titles for you to learn: Roaring Body, Zhiyin Body, Zhen Huan Body, Taobao Body, Yuanfang Body, Three Times Body..." Sun Chen handed Li Daxiao a piece of paper.

"We are going to change it to a financial newspaper. Do you understand finance?" Sun Chen continued to ask.

"I don't understand!" Li Daxiao replied.

"What on earth do you know!" Sun Chen almost got off guard. "If you don't understand, just recruit people. You are only responsible for writing the title."

"Okay, Sun Sheng." Li Daxiao replied.

"Manager He has an internal meeting record, you can take it and study it. Now you write a special topic on the Hang Seng Index. The title is: The Hang Seng Index is at a baby bottom, wait for a thousand years."

"Okay, Sun Sheng." Li Daxiao replied.

"Add sections to the following: Hang Seng Index, Hong Kong, Mainland China, Overseas, Real Estate, Horse Racing, Entertainment Retention, and streamline some entertainment reporters to finance." Sun Chen continued to order.

"Okay, Sun Sheng."

"The publication will be suspended tomorrow. It will be published again after rectification. Bring me the first edition of the resumed publication and review it before sending it out." Sun Chen continued to give instructions.

"Okay, Sun Sheng."

"Can you say it another way?"

"Okay, Sun Sheng."

"Get out!" Sun Chen was afraid of beating him to death.

"Okay, Sun Sheng."

Li Daxiao exited, and Sun Chen rubbed his temples, feeling so angry that he had a headache.

"Inform the other three directors to speed up the opening of positions!" Sun Chen looked at He Linshi who was holding back his laughter and said rudely.

"Okay, Sun Sheng." He Linshi suppressed her laughter and ran away.