That day, in the morning.

The second half of Hong Kong Island's financial year started. As a number of blue-chip stocks in Hong Kong announced interim results and poor performance, Hong Kong stocks started to decline. The Hang Seng Index fell 212 points, or 3%, for the whole day.

In the following trading days from the 7th to the 13th, the Hong Kong government continued to adopt the method of absorbing Hong Kong dollars to stabilize interbank interest rates and thereby achieve the purpose of stabilizing the stock market.

The "Financial Crisis Affairs Bureau" led Hong Kong capital and international speculators to fight back and forth for several rounds, with each winning and losing. However, because many Asian countries have abandoned the "exchange rate" one after another, the international sentiment is generally not optimistic about Hong Kong Island. After all, other countries are also With Bank Negara personally taking action... coupled with the massive short selling by international speculators in the stock market, the Hang Seng Index eventually fell to a low of around 6,600 points.

This is the lowest point in the Hang Seng Index in fifteen years.

There are even calls in the market that the "Hang Seng Index" fell below 4,000, the Hong Kong Monetary Authority has insufficient foreign exchange reserves, and does not dare to intervene again due to public opinion.

That day, noon.

Go up Albert Road.

Special Administrative Region Administration Building.

After Zhuang Shikai went to the "Chief Executive's Office" to meet with the Chief Executive, he stooped to the canteen of the Administration Building, holding a plate and making rice.

"Police Department."

Zhuang Shikai took out a work permit, and the kitchen chef forced a smile on his face and said quickly: "Private Zhuang, you don't need to get the certificate... We welcome you when you are free. I am happy. Will the government still miss you a meal?"

"Thank you." Zhuang Shikai put away his ID, handed out the dinner plate, and said with his fingers: "Barbecued pork, sausage, green vegetables."

"Yes, private." The kitchen master's hands stopped shaking and he quickly filled the officer's meal.

…

"Bah!" Zhuang Shikai, wearing a black suit, came to a table in the corner of the canteen, gently put down the plate, and then sat down on the bench with his chopsticks.

Financial Secretary "Ng Mao-wah" was wearing a high-end suit, leaning over the dining table, lowering his head and picking up vegetables with chopsticks.

I saw him take one bite of food, one bite of rice, and occasionally pick up the bowl to take a sip of soup. He picked up the vegetables, lowered his head, and ate very quickly.

At first glance, he looks like an old overtime dog who is working in a hurry.

Of course, the Financial Secretary himself rarely eats in the executive canteen.

Because, the logistics department of the administrative building has a dedicated chef who is responsible for "distributing meals" to each department-level executive.

"Distribution meals" are more sophisticated and higher-end than canteens. Of course, they are not overly luxurious. They are only more exquisite work meals. Department and bureau-level officials can still afford the "distribution meal" service.

Today, the Financial Secretary and the Commissioner of Police ate in the administrative canteen, obviously using the administrative canteen as a place for communication and meeting.

Make time for each other's lunch to communicate with each other.

Therefore, the staff in the administrative cafeteria and department heads sat far away from each other.

…

"International speculators have very precise vision. They chose to officially attack the Hong Kong Island market in early August. They should have investigated blue-chip companies in the Hong Kong stock market in advance."

"First determine that these blue-chip companies have poor performance, then choose the opportunity to attack Hong Kong stocks, and wait until the blue-chip companies announce their results."

"It will naturally help them influence the Hong Kong stock index." Wu Maohua put down his chopsticks, picked up the bowl, and drank the soup gracefully, with a solemn expression on his face: "These wolves of Wall Street chose the right time to hunt."

"Tch, what is the Wolf of Wall Street?" Zhuang Shikai chuckled disdainfully, picked up the barbecued pork with chopsticks, threw it into his mouth and chewed: "It is normal for the stock index to rise and fall during the financial war. Although 6,600 points is very low, we There are also chips, so it’s easy to pull them up.”

The reason why Wu Maohua uses the term "hunting" is because the economic conditions of neighboring countries will indirectly have a shock impact on Hong Kong stocks.

Western capital is not the capital of one person, but is composed of Wall Street speculative capital, multinational oligarch capital, and international hot money that follows investments.

This offensive posture and composition are perfect as a metaphor for hunting.

Although there is no Western "state fund" in this financial war, due to Western system problems, Western oligarchs themselves are part of the state's funds, or in other words, the state serves the oligarchic group.

It is difficult to separate the two in a strict sense.

In addition, the "IMF" continues to provide "aid" to "failed countries" at the international and national levels, sign economic and monetary terms, and control the economic lifeline.

Therefore, the Asian financial crisis is a harvest of Southeast Asian countries by Western countries!

Wall Street is just the "trader" of Western capital, and the famous Wall Street tycoon "Soros" is nothing more than a spokesperson for Western capital. It is easier to promote Western capital by simplifying it to one person.

Wu Maohua and Zhuang Shikai both understood this.

Therefore, the two men only mentioned "Wall Street" when talking, and did not even mention the name "Soros".

Because both of them also represent the positions and attitudes of great powers! The enemy in their eyes is the huge Western capital, not some old white man!

"Do you want to pull it now?" Wu Maohua took out a tissue, wiped it and said: "I called the National Bank and asked the National Bank that stabilizing the Hong Kong dollar exchange rate is not a problem, and there is a high degree of confidence in raising the Hong Kong stock market now."

"The Hong Kong government currently has US$75 billion in foreign exchange reserves, and the National Bank has US$118 billion. The two add up to nearly US$200 billion, ranking first in the world."

The financial war on Hong Kong Island has been going on for several days. Although the Hong Kong stock market is currently showing a sharp downward trend, the victory or defeat is already decided in the eyes of the top management.

"Wall Street doesn't have many chips in the foreign exchange market." Zhuang Shikai's expression remained unchanged as he ate his food and said: "The investment company of Sima Xiang and others bought a lot of Hong Kong dollar foreign exchange in the first half of the year."

"This time, the international price of the Hong Kong dollar almost increased, making it difficult for Wall Street to receive goods."

"According to my information, Wall Street is still attacking the foreign exchange market on the surface, but in fact it is targeting the stock market and futures market."

Forex market, stock market, futures market.

Western capital has good intentions in attacking Hong Kong Island, attacking the three cities together.

Zhuang Shikai saw his evil intentions and immediately judged that the "foreign exchange market" was now stable, and Wall Street's target would turn to the stock market and futures market.

"Hedge funds" have been aggressively buying up Hong Kong stock prices in the market and acquiring Hong Kong dollar futures contracts.

"We can fight back in one fell swoop! First defeat Wall Street's attack in the futures market, and then stabilize the stock market! And the foreign exchange market is no longer a problem."

"Give me three trading days, and I will let the Hong Kong stock market reach 8,000 points!" Wu Maohua confidently raised his finger and made an "eight" gesture: "Let Wall Street not survive ten trading days on Hong Kong Island!"

"I'm not full yet!" Zhuang Shikai took a bite of rice, put it into his mouth, and said firmly: "Let them come with money and leave with money, wouldn't it make Western capital think that we are easy to bully?"

"In that case, they will bring us a financial crisis in 1997. Will there be another financial crisis in 2007, and one every market year in 2017 and 27? No!" Zhuang Shikai patted his chopsticks and said, "I want to

Let us come with money and go back with naked butts!!!”

"Let the stock index drop to 6,000 points, giving Wall Street a glimmer of victory and an opportunity to build futures positions. When they build long positions at 6,000 points, we will push up the stock market in one fell swoop!"

"We are long, they are short." Zhuang Shikai's eyes were like wolves: "We have the final say whether we are long or short now! Let us citizens temporarily cut off a little bit of meat. Floating losses are not considered losses. I will let the media blow the good news and not let it go

Those who have confidence in the country lose money. If you can't help but throw it away, forget it. The stock market itself has its own ups and downs. If you enter into a gambling game, we must be stable from the national point of view, and the personal point of view is up to you."

Theoretically speaking, neither side in a financial war knows how much chips the other side has, but Zhuang Shikai used his prophetic advantage to know the number of chips on Wall Street.

From this, the Hong Kong government also has an accurate estimate of the amount of funds on Wall Street.

In this way, we can control the outcome. At present, it seems that Wall Street is still attacking crazily and the outcome is undecided. In fact, from the perspective of Mr. Zhuang and others, the overall situation has been decided.

However, Zhuang Shikai wants Western capital to bleed and cut his flesh, and go back naked.

"No problem." Wu Maohua picked up the dinner plate, stood up, nodded and said, "Give them some time to build a position."

…

weekend.

Market closed day.

"I bought 1.5 billion short-selling stock index futures in the Hong Kong stock futures market for delivery next month." On the golf course, Boss Li bent down to play the ball for Mr. Bi.

"The average opening point is 6300. For every ten points of decline, the profit will be RMB 10 million, and for every increase of ten points, the loss will be RMB 10 million."

Boss Li, who was wearing a white sportswear, lowered his head and placed the ball for someone, just like a caddy.

Bi Kecheng raised his club and pointed it back and forth at the white ball: "According to Ye Baoyi's analysis report and the Wall Street report, the Hong Kong stock market is expected to drop 4,000 points."

Boss Li stood up and stepped aside: "I have invested all the Li Group's activity funds."

In fact, the risks in the futures market are huge, and under normal circumstances, such huge investments cannot be made.

However, in order to express his surrender to British capital, Boss Li immediately used "risk" as an investment qualification and made every effort to invest with British capital, leaving no room for himself.

Of course, it’s hard work to make money.

It fits the gambling nature of a rich man!

"Hahaha, Boss Li, you are Oriental Soros." Bi Kecheng laughed heartily, swung the club, and bang.

A crisp sound.

The white ball flew down far away.

The "good reputation" given by Bi Kecheng to Boss Li is both a compliment and a recognition. Boss Li does not think that "Western Capital" will definitely win, but he predicts that there is not much room for the Hong Kong stock market to rise. Even if the Hong Kong stock market rises in the end, it will not leave the market.

His position of 6300 points is too far away.

At present, the Hong Kong stock market has fallen to 600 points. By then, even if he loses a few hundred million as the "entry fee", it is not a problem. After all, there are only 13 trading days left in the delivery time. How far can it rise in 13 trading days?

Go? The market still has certain "rules". But the market can also be unreasonable!

…

"Done." Golf course away, kilometers.

A business car parked nearby. Zhuo Jingquan was wearing a suit, took off his headphones, and picked up a cigarette: "I like this kind of master who chats first and then plays ball."

"Bah." He took out a mobile phone and rubbed the flames.

"Huh." Breathing out smoke.
Chapter completed!