Several young masters lined up in a line cautiously. Jiang Hua stood at the end because he was smart. I was going to teach my son that as an outsider, I should be a little transparent.
Rong Sheng smiled and said, "Jiang Hua, come to the front, and I'll start with you."
Isn’t it true that when people sit at home, disaster comes from heaven?
"Seniors, my strength lies in industry, not in this kind of financial industry. I can see that you are moving like a thunderbolt and spending huge sums of money. I can't see anything else."
Huo Sheng laughed loudly: "You are not honest at all, a young boy. Maybe you can't understand our operations, but it doesn't mean you don't understand the principles. Just say what you understand."
I really don't want to let myself go. It looks like I won't be able to get away without vomiting something dry today.
Jiang Hua could only say honestly: "The financial industry was originally an auxiliary industry to industry, but now the Western economy seems to have put the cart before the horse. The purpose of running a business is to go public and make money. I think Western industry will probably be affected by this."
Let's slowly decline. The decline of industry means the decline of a country's strength."
"As expected of a child who grew up in the capital, he likes to look at the big picture when looking at things. He suddenly sees things that our children can't see. They may only see making money or losing money, but they certainly can't see you.
So deep.”
Huo Sheng nodded and said to the other young masters: "I called you here not to judge you, but to teach you a lesson so that you should not be addicted to this kind of money game. To run a business, you still need to have industrial talents.
Be sure, the simple financial industry is just a castle in the air. No matter how much you earn, it is just like a dog biting its own urine and fearing nothing."
Guo Sheng also smiled and nodded in agreement: "Whether it is farming, working or services, you can engage in any of these three industries, but you cannot simply engage in the financial industry. This kind of stock war can be one or the other.
But don’t indulge in it.”
After lunch, the war was still going on. Several young men kept doing calculations on their fingers, and finally came to a conclusion: "No, after all this calculation, we will lose nearly 2 billion today. Is this what the old men are doing based on their own principles?"
It’s hurtful.”
Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Don't worry about the short-term, maybe the old man and the others have a big plan in mind. They will lure you with benefits first, and then give Yihe Matheson a head-on blow tomorrow."
Sure enough, several old men were also summing up. Rong Sheng said: "Although we lost nearly 2 billion today, our goal has been achieved, and we have enough chips in our hands. We can beat Niubijian tomorrow."
Rong Zhengen asked: "Dad, why do you want to deal with Yihe Matheson?"
"Do you know what it means to shoot the first bird? Jardine Matheson is the largest British-owned enterprise owned by Mr. John in Hong Kong. It has been fattened by sucking the blood of the people of Xiangjiang. Moreover, this group of Mr. John has been causing trouble and will not beat him.
Who do we hit? This is called killing the monkey to scare the chicken."
Several young men nodded in unison: "I understand."
Huo Sheng waved his hands grandly: "I understand, let's break up. Whoever wants to come tomorrow will come, I won't force you."
Jiang Hua said flatteringly: "Then you will definitely be willing to come. Tomorrow the old men will show off their power, so we can't come to help and cheer."
"Yeah."
The young masters came to the wine shop and sat in the box reminiscing about the war today. Mr. Guo shook his red wine glass and said, "I have a question."
Several people asked at the same time: "What question?"
"It stands to reason that with all the commotion today, there should be many speculators involved. Aren't these old men afraid that other funds will intervene and make them lose everything?"
Rong Zhengen slapped him: "You are stupid. After the transaction started, the whole of Xiangjiang knew that several old men and Jardine Matheson were playing gongs and drums in front of each other. This is a battle of revenge. Who dares to mix it up?
, be careful of being attacked from two sides at the same time."
Jiang Hua said: "Tens of billions of funds are tumbling inside. What kind of funds dare to intervene and accidentally lose all their money? Is he going to speculate or give money?"
"That makes sense."
Mr. Huo said: "I guess Niubijian has received foreign aid at this time. Although he made so much money today, he is not fooling around in vain. He must know that the big head of the rat pulling the wooden shovel is behind."
"Looking for foreign aid? A British bank?" Rong Zhengen said with a smile: "Small banks dare not get involved. Big banks have more rules. Just this night, I don't think Newbigan can raise much funds."
Jiang Hua shook his finger: "Do you think the old man and the others have no foreign aid? They are venting their anger on behalf of the Chinese businessmen. All the Chinese businessmen with backbone in Hong Kong are their foreign aid. Do you believe that the old man can mobilize a huge amount of funds with just one phone call?
.”
After drinking a few glasses of red wine to calm down, Jiang Hua said: "Let's stop here today and let's break up. There will be a big show tomorrow. Have a good rest tonight. I missed the good show."
The young masters and brothers each went back to their respective homes to find their respective mothers.
After returning home, Jiang Hua received a call from Zhong Shanyue: "I was asked to ask what happened today? Why did Mr. Huo get into a fight with Jardine Matheson? I heard that you were at the scene at the time. You should know what happened."
"It's time to vent your anger. John always doesn't follow the rules. Cut off his finger and let them know how powerful he is. From now on, they have to be careful and behave with their tail between their legs."
Zhong Shanyue said with a smile: "I was originally asked to tell you to advise the old men to be careful. After all, Mr. John will stay here for more than ten years. Don't force them to jump over the wall. It seems that there is no need."
"Why do you want me to be the intermediary? It's not like the leader can't contact Mr. Huo."
"Isn't this giving someone a handle? The higher-ups are contacting Mr. Huo at this time. The sensitive Mr. John still doesn't know what is going to happen in Xiangjiang."
"I understand, don't worry. It's just to let Yihe Bank shed some blood. The old men are very measured and will not beat them to death with a stick or force them to jump over the wall."
Zhong Shanyue said again: "I heard that you guys also made a fuss yesterday?"
"This is just a small breath of relief for us." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Isn't this Mrs. John not following the rules? Since you can not follow the rules, I can flip the table."
Zhong Shanyue said seriously: "You must do things in a measured way, and you must not ruin the big thing."
"Don't worry, everything we do is within the rules. After all, Hong Kong is our Hong Kong, and we don't want to mess it up."
"As long as you know what to do, it's okay, but I have to say that you did a great job this time, so you have to deal with these old people like this."
