According to the Silent Array of Jianjia, Zhu Cunxi spoke in a low voice! "SoftBank, it's a big company in Shanxun, the top 500 companies in Shanxun. As far as I know, the market value is more than 10 billion US dollars, you really have it."

Nalan Qing and Dong looked at her, thinking that you have known Mr. Zhao for too short, and you will get to know each other after you spend a while. If you get angry, Mr. Zhao, don’t talk about a new SoftBank. Even if he put the entire Beishan Group in, he won’t blink. Don’t be more cruel than Mr. Zhao, so you can’t make it. Zhu Cunxi saw that no one answered her question. He kept saying a word and said nothing again, lowered his head to sort out his hands.

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Zhao Daxi then said coldly: "Don't rush to publish these materials in the newspaper. I will call you when I sell the new SoftBank shares in my hand."

Zhu Cunxi had nodding obediently. Nalan Qing also knew that Mr. Zhao had made a decision, so it was usually difficult to change. Mr. Zhao and Miss Tanaka held New SoftBank shares with a market price of nearly 7 billion US dollars. God knows what kind of evil consequences would these two people maliciously sell their shares? If they were not done well, it would cause a plunge in the US stock market and cause a big plunge in the US stock market.

Nalan Qing's eyes flashed with despair. As a lawyer, she was still cautious to remind her: "Mr. Zhao, you may have violated many American laws because of this."

Zhao Daxi's voice became even colder: "Then I don't care. Isn't this one claiming to have the most perfect regulatory mechanism in the world? Try it."

After saying that, he got up and led Xiao Dong and his group back to China by plane. The next morning, the plane landed on the ground and hurried back to the investment department building and gathered the investment elites under his jurisdiction to hold a meeting. At the meeting, he slapped the table and cursed him, and wanted to join forces with me and start a war immediately.

As the director of the investment department, Lao Lei still warned: "Mr. Zhao, I am not as good as you do on my personal standpoint. Such a large-scale malicious sale will definitely make your personal assets. "Your personal assets may lose more than $2 billion."

Zhao Daxi gritted his teeth and said a few words: "I can't say it clearly?"

Director Lei coughed and bowed his head with guilt. He also knew that this time he really made President Zhao angry. He is a senior investment manager. Of course, he knew that such a large-scale malicious selling would almost certainly cause investors to panic. If it was not done well, it would also cause the US stock market to plummet. New SoftBank would not be able to get off the Wall Street after playing Wall Street. It was really a one-time deal. Other investment managers' opposition was not strong. Recently, he followed President Zhao to make a big profit in the crude oil futures market, and almost everyone's net worth has increased several times. Anyway, Mr. Zhao's words are imperial edicts.

The only one who still has a say in the venue was the nominal Mrs. Sun, Miss Tanaka.

The beauty also nodded politely: "Mr. Zhao's opinion is mine."

Director Lei grabbed his hair and his attitude was firm: "Mr. Zhao gave me half of his husband, so I'll discuss it with him."

Zhao Daxi was very angry and was not very polite: "If you don't understand, I can teach you. First, take the S&P 500 stock index futures. Don't tell me those who play crude oil futures. Don't hold the S&P 500 stock index agreement. I don't have the S&P 500 stock index agreement. Tomorrow at 10:00 am, I will throw out the nearly 100,000 four futures agreements in your hands. I will cooperate with you to sell the new SoftBank bulk shares in your hands at the same time. "This will not even destroy the Dow Jones Industrial Index. I think you, the director of the investment department, should not do it."

He could say such a cold voice. More than a dozen investment managers, including Director Lei, bowed their heads in a guilty manner, knowing that they would never deceive Mr. Zhao in major issues. It is really incredible to say that Mr. Zhao clearly only has elementary school education. How could he know so clearly how to destroy the Dow Jones Industrial Index? Even these investment experts who have been playing stocks for their lives have to admit that Mr. Zhao's approach is very clever.

Director Lei was scolded by President Zhao, and his face looked a little awkward; "Okay, let's do it."

Zhao Daxi then stood up with satisfaction and his attitude became even more arrogant: "To talk about the weak US stock market fusion mechanism, I really have to thank those American men who are liberal in the market. What kind of bullying institution is a bully institution that I have found the wrong opponent, everyone, let's break up."

Director Lei left the market without even raising his head, and finally realized what the consequences were to provoke Mr. Zhao. To be honest, Zhao Daxi had read too much information. Although he was not very good at making money in stock trading, he still had some research on how to destroy the US stock market. If he didn't know much about stock index futures, everything he knew was very fatal.

At night, Zhaojia Village.

Zhao Daxi sat down on the sofa and rubbed his sore eyes. Lin Haicao happily drifted into his arms and kissed him gently on his black face.

Zhao Daxi asked in a low voice: "Where is Yuko? Are you asleep?" Lin Haicao also showed a heartbroken expression on his face: "Yes, I fell asleep after eating something. I was convicted of treason alone. Think about it, can you feel better?"

Zhao Daxi was so happy that he was ashamed that he subconsciously hugged Lin Haicao tightly. Tanaka Yuko's trumpet was still caused by his temple. The crying was also undeniable.

Lin Haicao unconsciously kneaded his strong chest muscles and sighed again: "Brother came yesterday and said that it was the document of extraditioning Yuko back to China for trial, but he and Director Wang jointly suppressed it. Brother asked you what you want to do."

Zhao Daxi's eyes showed another fierce look: "I don't want Japanese nationality. Change your name to be a Chinese. I think who dares to steal people from Zhaojia Village!"

Lin Haicao was startled by him, and his little hands quickly covered his big mouth and whispered to the point of satisfaction: "Work softly, sister is asleep."

It was too late to say this. Seeing that the lights in Lin Haiyan's room were on at the end of the corridor, Lin Haiyan, wearing pajamas, was obviously awakened by him. She lowered her head and came out of the room and gently closed the door. She naturally said hello to her sister. Zhao Daxi was instinctively guilty. Seeing that Sister Haiyan sat opposite him with her hands in her chest, she grabbed the water cup on the table and took a few sips of water.

Zhao Daxi's face was a little hesitant, and he still said softly: "Sister, you won't blame me for making trouble, right?"

He was a little worried that Lin Haiyan would scold him, but he didn't know that Lin Haiyan had a few sips of water.

On her charming face, she actually showed a relieved smile: "I don't understand this kind of thing. I think you, I don't think about going to the United States in a short time. Zhao Daxi heard what she said interestingly, and also smiled with her teeth and showed two rows of white teeth: "Sister, you are praising me. Those who can be blacklisted by the US government may be all people who can leave their names in history."

Lin Haiyan couldn't help but smile: "Okay, okay, I can't tell you, go to bed early."

Zhao Daxi sat on the sofa for a while and reflected on himself, but he felt that he was right. If he was not cruel, why would others be afraid of you? Japanese and Americans are all bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. If they don’t give them some colors, foreigners will really use themselves as soft persimmons, so they always want to let foreigners know that Zhao is not easy to pinch, and there are needles hidden in the persimmons.

At 9:00 the next morning, the Investment Department of Beishan Group.

Zhao Daxi waved his hand impatiently: "Let's start."

Director Lei coughed and made a gesture. Nearly a hundred staff members in the hall grabbed the phone and pressed the keyboard, contacted their own big customers, and sold all the nearly 100,000 S&P 500 stock index futures contracts in their hands within half an hour. At the same time, Zhao Daxi also grabbed the phone and called the buyer, selling the shares in his hands and Tian Fengyuzi, and split the large orders worth 7 billion US dollars into dozens of consecutive lights.

Yuko Tanaka still looked irrelevant, as if what happened in front of her had nothing to do with her. The busy Beishan Group Investment Department kept ringing phone calls. As the settlement of 100,000 crude oil futures stock indexes was settled one by one, the selling orders were fulfilled, the Chicago Futures Exchange Index began to plummet, and the US stock market began to fall immediately after the futures stock index. Shocking news broke out in the market one after another, and some people were maliciously selling huge shares worth 7 billion US dollars in New SoftBank.

The series of actions almost instantly triggered a chain reaction. A large number of investors who did not know the truth closed their positions and left the market, which directly triggered a sharp drop in US stocks. The effect was even more ideal than Zhao Daxi imagined. The Dow Jones evaporated nearly 500 points in thirty minutes. Oil prices in New York fell by as much as three US dollars per barrel. Sheng announced an emergency takeover of New SoftBank. Ren Bi was prepared and would never have expected it. The two major shareholders of New SoftBank would be stupid enough to harm themselves. They would even pull the US stocks into the water despite their heavy losses. The sensational effect caused by the news will never be suppressed by a small-scale war.

It took only 30 minutes to complete the new SoftBank to complete it. It fell sharply and fell to a cent, and there was no sign of a rebound for a long time. It really became a worthless piece of paper. It was really quieted down again at 3 pm in the Beishan Group Investment Department.

Zhao Daxi didn't think Zhongbusheng asked, "How much did you pay?"

Director Lei bowed his head in a guilty manner and dared to answer in a low voice: "Cash out 4 billion US dollars, and he lost more than 3 billion."

Zhao Daxi looked at him again and spread his hands helplessly: "What are you waiting for? Why do I need so much cash?"

Of course, Director Lei and others knew where to use the 4 billion US dollars. Someone had already bought crude oil futures at a low price and tried to make up for the losses of more than 3 billion US dollars. Zhao Daxi asked himself how he would not help even if he stayed here. He went out of the investment department building to grab the phone and exchanged an international phone card to call Zhu Cunxi.

His voice was even deeper: "Your article can be reported."

When Lin Haiyan heard this, she always knew that Mr. Zhao had to make a new SoftBank mess and was willing to return it to the Japanese. The Japanese had originally made the best plan, but they couldn't even cry at this time. But Zhao Daxi was really good at playing the game. At this time, the SoftBank Empire was so arrogant that it only left 200,000 unemployed employees who couldn't afford to eat, and there was nothing else left.

This time, I taught the Japanese a vivid lesson. What does it mean to be a broken jade than a full tiles? Cong Yu shook Shan Xunshu and dried umbrellas
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