An Audi car was speeding along the road from Shenzhen to Luohu Port at lightning speed, making the car owner very anxious.
Director Zhao Dehai of the Ministry of Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation is very satisfied. After three or four years of work, he finally transferred all his assets overseas, and his wife and son have now obtained Australian permanent residence certificates through investment immigration and live in a building.
A villa with a garden and swimming pool awaits him.
He has now obtained immigration qualifications through a friend, passed the Luohu Port to Hong Kong, and took a direct flight to Sydney on the southeast coast of Australia at the Hong Kong International Airport. Ten hours later, he completely left China and became an Australian resident.
Because he offended Xia Xiaoluo, he knew that he had also offended the Cao family, and his political life had ended in China. However, he did not regret that there was a better life waiting for him in Australia. Thinking of this, he
I'm a little aggrieved, what happened to the Cao family? Isn't he just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy? It is said that Xia Xiaoluo's father is a municipal cadre in the Cao family faction, can he be at odds with him?
And that boy is simply a lunatic, a complete lunatic. He wants to use 5.3 billion yuan to attack the pound. Not to mention whether this plan is feasible, let’s just talk about the 5.3 billion earned earlier. Who saw it?
?Where is it? In a Swiss bank? It’s a joke. No real money can be seen. Who knows if it’s true with just a few letters of credit?
Fortunately, I was smart and got away from that Tianxia Group in time. Whoever wants to play can play, but I can't afford it! Zhao Dehai sneered and subconsciously turned on the car radio.
"Voice of China, the hourly news." The announcer's rich voice sounded. "Listeners, welcome to the hourly news of Voice of China. Just an hour ago, the British government announced its withdrawal from the European Monetary System. "Mastri
The Hutt Treaty will no longer work. In just one week, the pound fell by more than 20%. This financial war against the pound was launched by the emerging Wall Street hedge fund Hand of God, which is controlled by the Chinese Ms. Hu Shuwen
, Subsequently, Soros’s Quantum Fund, Bank of America, Chemical Bank and tens of thousands of professional arbitrageurs participated. It is reported that the Hand of God became the biggest winner in this modern financial war. According to conservative estimates by industry insiders, the Hand of God
The profit will exceed US$3 billion. Now, please listen to the live reports from Wall Street in the United States and London in the United Kingdom——"
When Zhao Dehai just started, he was still smiling. As he listened, his smile froze on his face.
When he heard "The profit of God's hand will exceed 3 billion U.S. dollars," he slammed on the brakes and the car suddenly stopped on the highway. The owner of the Santana behind him yelled and cursed.
He didn't know the hand of God, but Hu Shuwen knew it well - when Xia Xiaoluo had just formulated a plan to attack the pound, a meeting was held in Xinyang City for the board of directors of Tianxia Group. As a person familiar with the European monetary system, Hu Shuwen
Experts attended the event together with Yang Jingchu and Lin Fengcheng. It was said that the attack plan was drawn up by Hu Shuwen. What? That crazy plan actually came true?
With trembling hands, Zhao Dehai took out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket, shakily put the cigarette into his mouth, and struck it four or five times before starting a fire and lighting the cigarette.
He took a deep drag on the cigarette, frowned and thought hard. At the Xinyang City board meeting, Xia Xiaoluo's face pretending to be crazy appeared in his mind. He also said that his plan was inspired by a dream.
Zhao Dehai seemed to understand something - he was deliberately scaring himself so that he would not have confidence in Tianxia Group's attack on the pound, so he sold his shares at a low price.
Fuck! You, Xia Xiaoluo, don’t want me to drink soup even if you eat meat! Zhao Dehai slapped the steering wheel hard. If he had not withdrawn his shares, with his 10% shares, he would now have hundreds of millions of dollars!
Zhao Dehai's chest couldn't help but feel resentment towards Xia Xiaoluo, but also regrets - why was he so stupid? He was actually frightened by this grandson. Damn it, when I get to Australia, I will conquer you all
All the inside stories of the group have been exposed. Let your Cao family die with it! You, Xia Xiaoluo, will also die! You have huge amounts of property overseas. Even if the origin of the property can be clearly explained, will your political opponents let you go? As long as you are released.
, which is the target of public criticism!
Zhao Dehai gritted his teeth and started the car again.
"Boom——!"
After a loud noise and the impact of a large truck, Zhao Dehai's car was pushed onto the cement guardrail on the side of the highway. The Audi was completely deformed and turned into a pile of scrap metal.
The driver of the big truck didn't panic at all. He opened the door and got out. He walked to the Audi car and checked it calmly. He saw that Zhao Dehai's legs had been jammed by the deformed door, and his head hit the glass.
With blood on his face and dying of breath, he tried his best to raise his head and look at the truck driver, muttering: "Help me——, help... help..."
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the truck driver's mouth. He calmly took out his pistol, pulled the safety off expressionlessly, pointed it at Zhao Dehai's head, and fired.
Zhao Dehai's brain was beaten to pieces and he would never make a sound again. The moment his consciousness left his body, he remembered the conflict between him and Xia Xiaoluo at the Wangfu Hotel. Xia Xiaoluo laughed.
Yingying said authentically: "Director Zhao, there are some things you should not say nonsense-", an emotion called regret stayed in his mind for less than five seconds, and his mind entered a state of unconscious chaos.
territory.
The truck driver put on gloves and took out a safe from the truck. He walked back to the Audi car, pulled out Zhao Dehai's hand, pressed his fingers on the safe four or five times, and then threw the box through the broken window.
Go in.
After completing all this, he returned to the truck, started the car, made a turn, and drove steadily towards Shenzhen.
He took out his mobile phone and pressed a series of numbers. After the call was connected, he said coldly: "Minister Cao, the mission has been completed. Zhao Dehai has been killed. I put some confidential military information of our country on his car. The follow-up will be handled by me."
His colleagues followed up. That military secret, coupled with the fact that he transferred assets to overseas assets, everything fell into place."
In the deputy minister's office on the seventh floor of the Information and Industrialization Commission building, Cao Weiye sat in front of a huge desk, casually flipping through the newspapers in front of him. These newspapers were from overseas media such as the "Wall Street Journal" and "Washington Post"
The Chinese version of the content of the day was translated overnight by comrades from the Central Compilation and Translation Bureau, and is only for reading by cadres at the provincial and ministerial level and above. When he heard the news, he smiled with satisfaction and said: "Well done, Xiao Chen. Note
Come on, your work for me will not be in vain, and the director of the fifth branch of the Ministry of National Security will definitely be yours from now on."
"Truck driver" Xiao Chen said expressionlessly: "Thank you, Mr. Cao."
"Well." Albert Cao hung up the phone and looked at the overseas newspapers these days. These newspapers are full of news about sniping the pound. Damn it, you have to read it carefully. The old man has been paying close attention to this matter recently and has been
When asking, "How come that girl Shu Wen was able to steal billions of dollars from the British devils?" In the old man's opinion, this is more fun than fighting. However, he has never understood much about foreign exchange and needs to recharge his batteries.
, otherwise grandpa will be embarrassed again if he asks.
Albert Cao looked at Hu Shuwen's smiling face in the September 14th issue of the Wall Street Journal, and then looked at the sensational and exaggerated words below. He couldn't compare the so-called beautiful financial genius in front of him with the one more than ten years ago.
Dragging your nose and following your butt to the solution
They are related to the silly girl from the General Political Department of the People's Liberation Army who peeped at the dancers dancing and changing clothes. Once, she was such a stupid girl, and she used to be such a charming and tough girl. Now, she has become a talent? She has not been on the list either.
When it came to the Wall Street Journal, this girl got in first.
Damn, isn’t it relying on Xia Xiaoluo? Looking at Hu Shuwen’s charming, dignified, and cold face in the newspaper. Cao Weiye secretly slandered, and he will never show off in front of his brother in the future——
On September 15, 1992, a war that had gone through countless twists and turns finally came to an end.
On September 10, British Finance Minister Lemont asked the Germans for the last time to lower interest rates, which would reduce the pressure on the UK and potentially allow the UK to survive the next few days without causing financial chaos, but Germany refused.
On September 13, when the Bank of England was in dire straits, the Federal Reserve Bank of the United States and the Central Bank of Japan sided with the United Kingdom and announced that they would provide the Bank of England with a short-term loan of US$10 billion. At this last moment, the Bank of England
senior officials and Lemont's treasurer
The Ministry's responsibilities in handling the pound crisis were no longer clear. They sat together at an oak table under two bright chandeliers and jointly made plans for the next day. They planned to start the next day with a large-scale currency intervention by the Bank of England.
The market buys pounds and the interest rate can rise sharply if necessary.
At 7:30 a.m. on September 15th, eight staff responsible for handling foreign exchange transactions gathered in the Bank of England's office on Srinyder Street in London. They put their computers together and started buying pounds. They entered
The order was purchased in three parts, costing a total of $6.8 billion in half an hour.
No one could have imagined how unexpected the ending would be. The Bank of England’s tens of billions of funds did not cause even a slight splash in the huge and chaotic market. Driven by tens of thousands of powerful financial speculators, hundreds of
British companies, pension funds and insurance companies that own sterling stocks and bonds are eager to sell their stocks and bonds. A depressing atmosphere hangs over the British financial world.
This was a last ditch effort. Hundreds of billions of funds were fighting against each other. Suffocating tension permeated the entire Europe. At 8:30 a.m. on September 12, members of the crisis team of the British Treasury gathered at
Everyone in Lemont's office looked gloomy. Finance Minister Lemont had just had a phone call with the Director of the Market Department of the Bank of England and Prime Minister Major. After hanging up the phone, Lemont ordered the use of foreign exchange reserves for further intervention.