My 1999

"Mr. Soros."

Seeing him coming in, a middle-aged man with black-framed glasses walked up quickly.

"William, how is the situation?"

William Burns, an old servant of Quantum Fund, shorted the British pound in 1992 and shorted Asia in 1997. He has always been Soros' right-hand man and the person he trusts most.

"Large amounts of funds have poured into the major oil futures markets around the world. In just over ten minutes, nearly $3 billion of funds have been added.

The power of the bulls is very strong.

It should be the Golden Caesar who made a move."

William Burns looked solemn.

Although he has also experienced ups and downs and witnessed the storms of the global capital market, he has been maneuvering in the past six years and has grabbed hundreds of billions of dollars in revenue from the capital market.

He has turned Hanhua from an uncultured small Chinese company into a world-class comprehensive financial group. Looking at the world, there is only one such person in the past hundred years.

No matter how confident he is, he dare not relax in front of such a genius.

Old Soros nodded slightly.

"It was indeed Caesar Jin who took action. Yahoo, Facebook, Bing, and even NBC and the Los Angeles Times were full of news about rising oil prices."

"NBC and the Los Angeles Times?" Burns was surprised.

"Caesar Jin is more difficult to deal with than we expected."

Old Soros smiled generously, his old face full of confidence.

"Caesar Jin is indeed a tough opponent. Looking at the world, he is the best among all young people.

But I will tell him with facts that he is still a little tender compared to Quantum Fund!"

Looking at the vigorous old Soros.

Burns and other old people in Quantum Fund seemed to see again the financial giant who was maneuvering in the capital market, shorting the British pound and the Asian financial market, and frightening the global central banks.

Although the tiger is old, its power is stronger!

The people who were panicked by Xu Liang's fierce counterattack regained their confidence under the influence of the strong self-confidence of Old Soros.

"Okay, guys. It's time to work. Let's kick Caesar Jin's ass."

Old Soros clapped his hands.

The old voice was like a starting gun, and everyone shouted slogans and took action quickly.

——

The total size of the global oil futures market reached an astonishing 6 trillion US dollars.

But it was less than 17 billion US dollars per day.

And the funds of Soros and Xu Liang each added up to 30 to 40 billion US dollars, and the leverage could leverage 200 to 300 billion US dollars.

Such a huge amount of funds squeezed into the oil futures market in a short period of time, instantly stirring up huge waves.

Coupled with the huge public opinion offensive.

The price of oil futures seemed to be on a roller coaster, ups and downs.

But it always remained at around 58 US dollars per barrel.

At this time, Soros and others who were originally hiding in the dark were also exposed.

The confrontation between the two sides soon attracted the attention of global dignitaries and governments.

Energy is the blood of global industry.

Every decimal point change can attract attention, not to mention such a violent shock.

"Xiaoyang, is there anything you need to call?"

"How much money do you have left? Do you need me to transfer it to you?"

"Not for now."

Hongyan has already invested all of its $12.7 billion in cash with a 5x leverage.

Nettech did not sell, but borrowed $4 billion from Hanhua as a mortgage loan.

Selling is too troublesome, and a mortgage loan is faster.

In addition to the mortgage loans of 10.3% Google shares, 15% Hermes shares and 33.69% Sina shares, Hongyan received $17 billion in funds from Standard Chartered, ICBC, and Communications Bank.

In addition, the sales of Vivendi bonds were also very smooth. Currently, $6 billion has been recovered, and there is another $11.2 billion to be received.

These add up to $44.9 billion, plus the $13.25 billion invested at the beginning, which is $58.15 billion.

With a 5x leverage, a huge amount of funds of $290 billion can be leveraged.

Such an astonishing amount of money, let alone a week, even a month, the oil futures market cannot absorb.

Xu Liang mobilized this fund so that he would not fall into a situation of shortage of funds and difficulty in continuing after the struggle became long-term.

"That's good."

Jiang Xiaoyang breathed a sigh of relief.

"You sound a little reluctant." Xu Liang smiled.

"Dad asked me to ask you, how long will this oil futures speculation last, and how sure are you of winning?"

Xu Liang was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "Did the higher-ups notice it?"

"You made such a big noise, how could they not notice it?"

After a week, both sides have spent hundreds of billions of dollars on the oil futures market.

Ordinary people may not know, but the upper-level must know it very well.

"I don't know how long it will end, it may be a month, it may be two months, or even longer."

Both sides have huge amounts of funds in their hands.

Only when the money in their hands is almost burned will they use other means.

Of course, this is just speculation, and there are still variables in the middle.

"As for the chance of winning, if I only had 60% to 70% a week ago, now that the funds are in place, I am at least 70% to 80% sure of winning.

Also, is there another thing I hope the higher-ups can help with?"

"What is it?"

"It's hard to talk on the phone. I'll send you an encrypted email later."

"Um."

After talking about business matters and some trivial matters, Xu Liang hung up the phone.

"Mr. Xu, I have received some invitations recently..."

"Every invitation has been given to me."

He has no intention of making compromises with those powerful people now.

"It's an invitation from Mr. Bush."

Lu Hui handed over a document.

"he?"

Xu Liang was a little surprised.

He took it and took a look.

"Filoli Manor?"

He is no stranger to this place. The last time Hanhua held a fund-raising reception in San Francisco, the venue was here.

After a little hesitation.

"If you reply to George W. Bush for me, you will say that I agreed."

"OK."

After all, he is the president, and he is close to Silicon Valley, so just meet him.

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Gulu...

The boiling water slowly poured into the cup, and a rich coffee aroma filled the air.

Bush slowly stirred it evenly with a spoon and smiled.

"Jamaica Blue Mountain is indeed the best coffee in the world. It has a rich and mellow taste. If it wasn't too hot, I could drink it in one gulp."

Sitting opposite him, the old man wearing a white lapel T-shirt smiled.

"You have to savor good things slowly in order to appreciate its beauty. You are too anxious."

After looking at him, Bush smiled.

"I'm not in a hurry, but some people are already anxious. If I don't arrange it in advance, people will probably ignore me without the chair under my butt in the future."

The old man smiled.

"Two generations of presidents of the Bush family have a deep-rooted position in American politics. As long as Golden Caesar is not stupid, he will not really offend you."

"That's what I say. But it's hard to accept a reduction in investment share." George W. Bush smiled.

The old man nodded, "I thought you came here because of Carlyle Group's investment in Facebook, but it seems that is not the case now."

"What you said is only one of my purposes, but the more important thing is..."

Bush stopped and said nothing.

But the old man understood that he was still serving the interests of the Bush family.

This is also normal.

In the United States, family comes first, and everything else comes second, including the country.

"Golden Caesar is not easy to convince, especially after old Soros's plan is exposed, I'm afraid he will doubt you even more." The old man said.

"Indeed, Old Soros's plan is too deadly, and it is indeed difficult for me to explain it clearly. However, Golden Caesar is a businessman, and what he values ​​most is interests. As long as there are enough interests, nothing is a problem."

Bush smiled.

"Then what kind of benefits are you prepared to offer?"

Bush was about to speak.

Dong Dong...

There was a knock on the door.

The assistant opened the door and came in respectfully.

"Mr. President, Mr. Xu is here."

"Invite him in."

Not long after, Xu Liang, dressed in casual clothes, stepped in.

He glanced around, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

There were not many people in the room, except for George W. Bush and Alan Greenspan, now the chairman of the Federal Reserve.

This is a legend in the American financial world.

Born on March 6, 1926, he is of Jewish descent. Since becoming chairman of the U.S. Federal Reserve Board in 1987, he has served as president of the United States for six terms.

He did not step down until 2006.

Considered an authoritative and decisive figure in U.S. national economic policy.

At the peak of his life, he was called the "Economic Czar" and "Dollar President" of the world.

Wherever he went, he was treated like a head of state on the red carpet.

His briefcase holds the secrets of the "economic engine" of the United States and the world, and many have compared it to the U.S. president's nuclear button.

Queen Elizabeth knighted him in England, and the French gave him the highest honor of the French Legion of Honor.

There is a saying among global financial circles: "As soon as Greenspan opens his mouth, global investors will prick up their ears."

Xu Liang did not expect to meet this top boss in the American financial industry here.

"Dear Xu, it is such a pleasure to see you again."

Bush stepped forward to greet him and gave him a cordial hug.

"Mr. President, it is an honor to see you again."

After saying hello, Xu Liang turned his eyes and took the initiative to extend his right hand.

"Mr. Greenspan, you are my idol and someone I have always learned from. I am very happy to see you here."