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She held up her hand, and took a look at the slightly warm winter sun coming in from the window, and said leisurely——

"Then what do you think our chairman is doing now?"

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The girl in Xuan Pao is drinking coffee.

The coffee was bitter, but she didn't mind and drank it gracefully.

Because it is the khaki-colored sister in front of her who drinks the bitter coffee, and she is the one who drinks the caputino.

The khaki-colored elder sister Yuci took a sip of coffee gracefully: "You are also a student of the Department of Finance, why don't you understand?"

"Heh, do you think that all the finance students are monsters like you?" Xuanpao girl turned her head to look at the bustling traffic outside the window and the Sumitomo Bank building opposite: "You still learn martial arts, why didn't you learn natural evolution? "

"...I'm just a joker, and a natural evolutionist is born!"

"My stepmother tricked me into studying finance." The woman in the black robe took a sip of her cappuccino and dropped a bomb.

The best friend Yu Cixin was shocked by the thunder: "You—stepmother? You admit it?"

"Why not? This is the reality of this society." The Xuanpao girl sighed: "Even if a rich person does not obtain a marriage certificate, it is something that everyone acquiesces in raising a concubine... a successful person , With his own efforts to obtain more social resources, so whether he enjoys it, or a slightly deviant way of life that does not conform to the universal values ​​of society, in fact, everyone will recognize and envy him more."

It's like everyone says that the happiness of the rich is unimaginable. In fact, what everyone thinks is not to destroy the happiness of the rich and make everyone equal, but to work hard to become a rich person.

Those who tear down the golden houses and replace them with more stone houses for everyone to live in can only be great men.

And the vast majority of people are ordinary people - even her own father and mother are strange, at this level, they are nothing more than ordinary ordinary people.

The Xuanpao girl lowered her head and stirred the coffee in her cup: "I thought, even if I don't get a certificate, let them cook rice or something, and then I bow my head and call my little mother, it's not too difficult... I keep procrastinating like this, It's too unfair to Sister Yu'er."

This is the so-called Husband only can't compete with it.

Zhanlan didn't ask for anything, but got Ezra's sympathy and help instead.

If she has all sorts of scheming and wants to overwhelm her own mother and fight for the seat in the main palace?

I'm afraid Ezra didn't care what difficulties she had, and gave her a half discount on the spot.

As Lu Yanqing's best friend and Ai Xiaobaihua's good sister, Yu Cixin has no way to give more advice on this kind of matter, but can only unswervingly maintain the basic theory centered on Alia, Adhering to the unwavering line of sisterhood, holding high the best banner of a family and Hemeimei, ignoring all kinds of strange situations that may occur in this family.

He changed the subject - he took a sip of his black coffee gracefully, raised his orchid finger with a very temperament, and then changed the subject: "Mr. Bob is already on his way."

"...That idiot believed it?" The Xuanpao girl was a little surprised at the other party's lack of brains: "Even if he thought that my sister Yu'er was gone, and the execution of the Leah Fund was greatly reduced, he wouldn't enter the market in such a hurry. .”

"It's okay if you are not in a hurry. After all, the people on Wall Street will not watch the Leah Fund force Sumitomo Bank to be eaten up. Give the guy a hand."

"Even in the New World, Great Britain's shit-stirring stick still shines in the financial field!" the woman in Xuanpao expressed her sincere admiration, and drank the last cup of coffee in one gulp.

"Now it depends on whether the Leah Fund can occupy a city before Wall Street recovers."

When the Xuanpao girl heard this, she frowned and looked at her empty coffee cup, feeling as if something was missing.

It stands to reason that there is nothing wrong - the Lia Fund is attacking Sumitomo Bank with all its strength.

Among the Blue Star Big Four, Brother Qiangqiang and Spicy Chicken Shred are fighting against the attack of Europa and Milijian from left to right, trying to delay the time as much as possible.

In this case, unless there is an insider, there is no need to terminate the transaction.

And will there be ghosts on the battlefield?Now the entire financial world of this book is trembling under the claws of the Leah Fund, facing the huge capital of the Far East dragon to attack the city and plunder, and it cannot be stopped.

Everyone is crying except for the moderates who work with the Republic - wait!

The Xuanpao girl put down her coffee cup: "Although I don't understand these finances very well, let me ask, if at this time, there is a chaebol at the same level as the Mitsui Zaibatsu, and suddenly reverses, what will be the consequences?"

"..."

The khaki-colored sister Yu frowned, put down the black coffee that was close to her mouth, and shook her head after a while as she recalled something: "Probably just like the March [-] national debt incident, it became the one that dealt a fatal blow to Wanguo Securities." The opening of the Liao Kingdom...the Lia Fund should not be able to stop it."

He shook his head while talking, and comforted the Xuanpao woman who was thinking too much with a very soft mezzo-soprano: "But this kind of incident is unlikely to happen, because now the Leah Fund has the upper hand."

"The game where the flying dragon rides on the face is the last thing you should take lightly, otherwise you will be defeated by the milk—"

The girl in Xuanpao grabbed the long black cloth that was leaning on the table and carried it behind her back: "Check someone out for me and see where he is now."

"Who?"

"A... How should I put it, a very poor person." Xuan Pao Nu shrugged: "He has been secretly in love with my mother for a long time, but for now, there is still no chance."

"Er - which mother are you?"

"The older one... I mean the older one."

"I understand, I understand." The khaki-colored elder sister took out her mobile phone: "What name? What identity?"

"Mr. Yanqi, the moderate leader of the Mitsubishi chaebol."

The girl in Xuanpao turned her head to look at the gloomy dark clouds above Sumitomo Bank, narrowing her eyes slightly: "One... If someone wants to die, the best breakthrough that can be found..."

The khaki-colored sister Yu raised her eyes from the phone screen, looked at the Xuanpao girl who suddenly had murderous intent, her expression was blank for a moment, and she gave a thumbs up: "This posture is okay, very handsome."

"Really? Take a close-up for me, do you need a camera?"

"No, in fact, the pixels of the mobile phone are pretty good now, almost [-] million when rounded."

"OK—"

"Sideways, yes, eyes narrowed slightly, just like the deep gaze just now... very good!"

"Crack——"

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Japan Exchange Group Stay Hotel Mr. Iwasaki’s Room

Mr. Yanqi looked at the few people sitting in front of him, expressionless: "I didn't expect such a thing to happen."

But obviously this kind of nonsense did not satisfy the few dead mother-like guys in front of them. They looked at each other and bowed to Mr. Yanqi in a very Japanese-style sitting posture: "Yanqi-kun! Only You can save us!"

Lia Fund's actions were too fast. In 7 minutes, even the exchange was still in a state of confusion, and it was directly pulled to the highest point, and its jaw dropped.

Don't mention them at this time, even the more professional Millikin Fund is at a loss.

who am I?

Where am I?

what happened?

Sorokin has not spoken so far, and his Atomic Fund pretended nothing happened as if he hadn't seen anything at the moment.

Stocks are not a zero-sum game in the true sense—it should be said to be a negative-sum game.

In fact, all exchange numbers are not positive sum games. All the effects of optimizing resource allocation in the primary market are actually projections of the optimization function of the secondary market.

What Lia Fund swept was the secondary market, that is, the real market. They don't have the capital to compete with Lia Fund—if there is no support from the secondary market, then the seemingly prosperous primary market will not It's just a cake on a very small plate.

So they need a backer, a backer who can stand against the Leah Fund.

In front of the interests, everyone moved quickly, so they quickly realized that they were beaten behind closed doors this time.

Whether it's Europa's funds or Millikin's father, there's no way to help them now, at least not at the moment. If they can't hold on, the other party can only come to collect their bodies.

Everyone thought about it and finally found Mr. Yanqi.

"Yanqi-kun, please understand that our competition is an internal competition, and the Lia Fund—this is an external competitor!"

"...To be honest, ask yourself, are you really an internal competition?" Mr. Yanqi was unmoved: "If I remember correctly, the people behind you are actually the Millikin consortium, right?"

"I--"

"There is no difference between you and them!" Mr. Yanqi suddenly raised his voice and raised his brows: "Think about what you have done! Think about what you did before, relying on the support of the Millikin Foundation All kinds of vicious competition!"

He pointed to the TV that was still on in the room but had been muted, pointed to the slightly distorted host of the Economic Channel on the TV, and the straight line behind her, almost as if the heart stopped. Line: "That is no different from you! No!"

A few people were a little sluggish, they really didn't expect Mr. Yanqi's reaction to be so big.

However, after roaring angrily, Mr. Yanqi raised his hand to take a glass of warm water handed over by his assistant, sipped his mouth and moistened his throat, feeling a little depressed: "I have talked about cooperation with the Leah Fund, but you must understand that when the partner When it reaches a certain level, the so-called cooperation becomes one-sided, and what other people say is what it is..."

"But if the Leah Foundation does this, many of us will go bankrupt!"

"When you first wanted to play the Millikin trap, you should have such awareness." Mr. Yanqi stared into the eyes of the bald man in the middle: "You angered the dragon, and you thought you could play with the previous methods , but look now? Do you still think those methods are useful?"

The Millikin trap needs to have two or five insiders in the local area to play, just like Ms. Meng was detained in Canada, and it is also because Canada has an insider from America to help with the matter.

As for the book, the ones sitting in front of him are puppets supported by the Millikin Consortium... they are not exactly puppets, but horse boys.

How could Mr. Yanqi help them? He had talked with Ai Rulong before, and tried to use Ai Rulong's hand to kill all these people, and thoroughly clean up the internal financial circle that had been infiltrated.

As the great leader said, clean the house before you treat.

But at that time, Ai Rulong refused. The Republic could not play the insidious routine of colluding with traitors. As a big country, that is the basic bottom line for people to be convinced.

Millican had a lot of fun playing this way, but he also had a vest. After all, the daily life of Wall Street was to play with changing presidents, and each of them had already practiced all kinds of springboard playing experience.

But this group of short-sighted guys angered Ai Rulong this time. The other party did not fly the banner of the Republic, but pulled his own Leah Fund to kill people alone.

From the current point of view, the opponent is basically equivalent to two kitchen knives in hand, and the sparks and wires cut all the way from Nantianmen to Penglai East Road-the secondary market of the entire book is in chaos...

The last time Mr. Yanqi saw a stock market like this was on the famous Black Monday in Millikin.

On that day, because of the inexplicable drop of more than 500 points in the Dow Jones Index after the opening of the stock market in Michigan, panic began to spread around the world. All the stock market's gains from that day to the previous year were all evaporated by that one drop.

Naturally, the turmoil created by the Leah Fund this time cannot directly affect the entire market, but if you look closely at the classification of the banking industry, you can see what is called a river of blood.

Except for Sumitomo Bank, which was pulled to the highest level, all other bank stocks fell horribly, even surpassing their historical lows for several years. This is the first time he has seen such a strange scene in his life.

The guys who begged for a long time without getting a response stood up helplessly, took their leave and left.

Mr. Yanqi didn't even send them off, but just sat upright in the room, still observing the dynamics of the stock market as motionless as a mountain.

He does have the strength to stop the Lia Fund now, just like the Lia Fund blocked the Atom Fund in Hong Kong back then, fighting a beautiful defensive counterattack-this is the local advantage, and only he has the same huge Mitsubishi in his hand Only the chaebol can do this operation.

But why?

Although the methods and means are a bit different, what Ai Rulong is doing now is what he begged Ai Rulong to do but the other party did not agree to.

So it’s good to watch a show at this time, just watch the evil dragon come and take away those fat guys, chew and swallow, and then he can occupy the leftovers of those eaten guys openly field.

In a sense, this is a win-win situation.

Of course, if he can kill the evil dragon, it can be regarded as another way to win, and it is more dignified and more beautiful. He can become a dragon slaying hero. The meat of the dragon.