Mr. Huo is a good man with excellent morals and academic background. Of course he knows what happened in Luzon. Of course, these things can be traced back to the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty. Although it is very old, it does not mean that we
I will forget what happened.
Mr. Huo shook his head and said with a sad smile: "No, it won't happen. We are in a civilized society now. It is impossible for this kind of thing to happen. If it really happens, the international public opinion will not spare them."
Jiang Hua said disdainfully: "Only people care about public opinion, animals don't care about public opinion. If they really do such a thing, will they still be human?"
"Let's just assume that what you predicted may happen, but how did you know?" Mr. Huo said seriously: "I can't just tell people that this kind of thing will happen. This kind of thing is not ordinary.
These little things are related to your family and life, and they must have roots."
This really stumped Jiang Hua. He couldn't say that he had seen it in the news in the past or in his previous life. If he insisted that he had speculated on it, it would be too nonsense.
"A friend of mine, Big Bear, told me that he is a gangster and very powerful. He does some business with the underground organizations over there, and the people there show off." Jiang Hua shrugged: "But the speaker has no intention.
The listener is interested. My friend told me about it, but I can't be sure whether it is true or not. It may be just a bragging by that kind of gangster, but it is better to believe that this kind of thing exists than to believe it.
Believe it or not."
Mr. Huo nodded: "Yes, for such a fatal thing, we really have to rather believe that it exists than not exist. If you think about it carefully, there is indeed such a possibility. After all, the people there are already in dire straits, and we
Flower growers are a relatively wealthy group there, so there's no guarantee that no one will try to target them, but if you say it's on a large scale, I still can't believe it."
"Whether we believe it or not, let's pass the news on and let them be on guard." Jiang Hua shook his head and said, "Being prepared is better than not being prepared."
Mr. Huo remained silent and slowly took a few steps forward before saying, "I will tell them. God bless, this kind of tragedy will never happen."
"It is better to believe in God than to believe in yourself." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Bodhisattvas will tell you that it is better to seek help from others than from yourself."
Young Master Huo smiled: "Yes, only you are the most reliable."
The two took a walk and returned to the villa, but both of them felt a little heavy.
Breakfast has been prepared in the restaurant. At this moment, only Mr. Li, Mr. Rong Zhengen, Mr. Huo and Jiang Hua are in the villa.
"Brother Huo, Jiang Hua is here today. You are so leisurely and relaxed, why do you want to go out for a walk?"
"I've been here for more than half a month." Mr. Huo forced a smile and said, "It's time to stretch out my muscles and bones."
"Let's have a cup of coffee. Today's coffee is good, from Blue Mountain." Rong Zhengen greeted them: "I just got some information here today, which is from our Xiangjiang financial market. Most people can't see this."
Mr. Huo smiled and said: "You are in charge of China CITIC Bank. Of course you can see some information. You are our external intelligence agent."
Jiang Hua picked up the information collected by Rong Zhengen and looked at it carefully. He had also studied finance for a period of time. If he was proficient in it, he would definitely not be proficient, but at least he could understand these documents.
"The financial market is quite prosperous. It seems that it has not been greatly affected by the turmoil in Southeast Asia?" Jiang Hua said with a smile: "There are still many foundations that issue bonds in Hong Kong, which shows that these funds are still optimistic about the financial market in Hong Kong."
"As long as you are not blind, you should know Xiangjiang's future financial position in Asia." Rong Zhengen said proudly: "With the mainland at our back, our position is as stable as a mountain."
"There are also debts in US dollars that are converted into claims in Hong Kong dollars." Huo Dagongzi said with a smile: "It shows that those international hot money also have no idea and want to get benefits from both ends."
Jiang Hua frowned. Although he just said it was good news, he had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"Rong Laosan, does issuing bonds mean that a lot of Hong Kong dollars have been collected by these foundations?"
Rong Zhengen nodded: "Yes, let's buy his bonds. Naturally, we will buy them with Hong Kong dollars. We will definitely not buy these bonds with US dollars."
"When converting U.S. dollar claims into Hong Kong dollar claims, what we receive is U.S. dollars and what we get out are Hong Kong dollars."
Rong Zhengen nodded and was about to explain, but his expression suddenly changed, and then the expressions of Mr. Huo and Mr. Li also changed.
"International hot money is a disguised form of lending Hong Kong dollars to absorb chips for them to sell Hong Kong dollars in the future." Mr. Huo said in a deep voice: "Didn't the Hong Kong Monetary Authority find out?"
Jiang Hua picked up the Hang Seng market trading records and looked at them. After a while, he shook his head and said, "The futures trading is not right either. Why are there so many short positions built around 9,000 points in the futures index, and they are all short positions."
Rong Zhengen and Mr. Huo quickly picked up the transaction records and looked at them carefully.
"It's true, with so many short positions, as long as the futures index drops a little, each contract can make a profit of 50 Hong Kong dollars." Rong Zhengen said nervously: "As long as those international hot money makes a big move in the futures market.
, their profits can scare people to death.”
Master Huo shook his head and tapped his fingers on the table: "The enemies have already lurked right under our noses, and we don't know anything about them yet."
Rong Zhengen put the two documents together, thought for a while and said: "It's still the same old trick. They sell Hong Kong dollars and detonate the foreign exchange market. The HKMA's usual approach is to raise interest rates. If interest rates are high, it will bring down the stock market and cause the Hang Seng Index to collapse."
If the market falls, it will lead the market to their bad minefield, and when the time comes to detonate the short position, they can use high leverage to obtain huge profits."
"Simple but effective." Jiang Hua said with his eyes closed: "However, the basis of all their success is determined by one premise."
Mr. Huo smiled and said: "The Special Economic Zone adheres to the principle of non-intervention in the market. If the Special Economic Zone fails, their wishful thinking will be shattered."
Mr. Li said nervously: "It seems that the point we want to win is that the SAR abandons the principle of non-intervention, so now will the Hong Kong government personally end it?"
Jiang Hua threw the document on the table and said disdainfully: "100% I will end it personally. There is no doubt about it. Lao Li, put your heart in your stomach. There is no need to be so nervous. We will win this one."
It’s settled, in Xiangjiang, if you want to get good deals with international hot money, there is no way.”
