Chapter 529: The most important weapon of the country
In the past few days, the media and even some local unscrupulous scholars and economists in Hong Kong have been attacking Satan and the Hand of God. Standing on the moral high ground, it seems that Satan and the Hand of God are heinous sinners.
What ordinary people understand, these highly educated economists "don't understand".
Lin Fengcheng has excellent eloquence and is very good at giving speeches. He immediately demonstrated the positive meaning of Satan in a simple and easy-to-understand way, which impressed many media reporters at the scene.
However, many of these media reporters received red envelopes from the five major families, and these articles may not be reported. Thinking of this, they became eclipsed again.
"I believe that many scholars in Hong Kong, such as Professor Zhang Weiying of Hong Kong Chinese, etc., understand the positive meaning of Satan. As for why they say this, I irresponsibly speculate that it must involve shady transactions behind the scenes. Some
Scholars, even though they have already crossed the river, they still pretend to touch stones in the river. How shameless!" Lin Fengcheng picked up the microphone and added.
"Okay!" Several reporters clapped excitedly, stood up and cheered.
At the same time, the reports on these press conferences were broadcast live to thousands of households by Shaw Brothers TVB, who had become sworn friends with Xia Xiaoluo, and Hong Kong Gem TV controlled by Xia Xiaoluo. Major financial media also quickly carried out the coverage.
broadcast.
Now, the financial media in Hong Kong and even around the world are focusing their cameras on this large conference room in the Palace Hotel owned by Hong Kong Huace Company.
Traders from Hong Kong, the United States, the United Kingdom, Japan, and major exchanges are all paying close attention to the progress of this incident. They know what Dr. Yang Jingchu’s academic status means in the global financial circle, and they understand even more that as a former senior executive of Goldman Sachs Group
What does the joining of partner Lin Fengcheng mean?
They are sensitive to the fact that Hong Kong's financial circle is about to undergo major turmoil, and they don't know how many people will be buried in this strange wave of turmoil.
"I am Murphy Skerrey, a financial reporter from The Sun, a subsidiary of News Corporation. I would like to ask, Mr. Lin Fengcheng and Mr. Yang Jingchu, what are your plans for the future of Satan Fund and Hand of God? Some time ago, Satan broke out a research report,
The sword was pointed at the top ten families in Hong Kong, and then their executives were shot. Are these two things related?" A blond girl with blue eyes stood up and asked with a smile. After speaking, she asked the assistant next to her to help
She translated.
Lin Fengcheng and Yang Jingchu knew that this question was a trap. Without waiting for the two to answer, Su Jianglip stopped the female reporter's assistant from translating. She said into the microphone: "First of all, as the joint consultant of Satan and the Hand of God, I will answer
The second question is, is the shooting related to the top ten families? First of all, Satan and the Hand of God and the top ten families in Hong Kong are normal financial competition behaviors. All actions of the Satan and the Hand of God are legal and reasonable, and there is no
Behavior that violates the laws and regulations of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange and Hong Kong's finance. Secondly, we are here to condemn the barbaric behavior that endangers Hong Kong's security and threatens the safety of citizens. Finally, whether this case is related to the top ten families in Hong Kong, Satan and God are not the same.
We will not make any comments on this, and I believe the Hong Kong police will give us a good explanation and will do a good job in maintaining public security in Hong Kong."
Su Jiangchun smiled slightly and said: "Now, please answer the first question, Mr. Yang and Mr. Lin, about the future development direction of Satan and the Hand of God."
"We will fight to the end against those who harm shareholders and steal listed companies! Even if we can't make a penny! Even if we are not understood by the world! Even if our families are ruined! Protecting the interests of small and medium-sized investors and maintaining a healthy financial order is what I have been doing all my life.
The goal to strive for! Academic dignity cannot be trampled on!"
Short and powerful words, but with a deafening voice.
Although these words were simple, all the reporters below were moved by them.
The reporters below looked at Yang Jingchu with red eyes on the stage in astonishment. They never imagined that he, who was not good at talking, would express such an emotional expression.
There was silence for a long time, and for a long time, applause surged like a tide.
Lin Zhaoyun, the host of Shaw Brothers TV, stood up again. She choked up and tried her best to control her emotions, and asked: "Forgive me for my gaffe, but, Professor Yang, have you ever considered the dangers of the work you are doing?
?Personal safety?”
Yang Jingchu seemed to smile miserably and said: "When I came to Hong Kong, I never planned to return to the United States alive."
Lin Fengcheng said solemnly: "Let me add in detail, the purpose of our coming to Hong Kong this time is to complete the unfinished business of Wang Jiang and Hu Shuwen! Tonight, we will be on Gemstone TV's financial news, and tomorrow morning's Apple
In the daily newspaper, the full text will be broadcast and published——"
He paused and clenched his fists: "All research reports on the control of listed companies by the Zheng Yutong family, Pan Disheng family, Wu Guangzheng family, and Wang Huizhong family!"
"Wow!" The entire press conference was filled with excitement!
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USA, Washington, Wall Street.
In the blue-based headquarters building of Goldman Sachs Group, a tall man with sinister eyes was holding a glass of red wine and silently watching the financial news.
He is now Paulson, the president of Goldman Sachs Group. This man who is famous for his words in the global financial field watched the screen flashing continuously, his eyes became blurred, and he seemed to be muttering to himself: "Xia Xiaoluo's strategy
He is very smart and has a unique vision. I am afraid that few people in the world can surpass this person's IQ. I am afraid that this person will become a strong opponent of Goldman Sachs Group in the next fifty years."
The president's secretary beside him nodded and said, "Mr. Paulson, do you want us to come in now?"
"Of course." Paulson's eyes flashed with a greedy light. "Finance is like a pistol, and politics decides when to pull the trigger. The British do not want to leave an intact Hong Kong to China, but the mainland does not want to take over a too
Hong Kong is too prosperous. Now, both sides hope that Hong Kong will be depressed." He said with a playful smile: "This is a very clever thing."
The president's secretary smiled and said, "Goldman Sachs will never let go of any investment opportunity."
"Yes. The most important thing is that if we short Hong Kong stocks, it is in line with business logic. The independent research report of Satan and the Hand of God is too solid. Of course, it can also be regarded as giving Xia Xiaoluo face." Paulson
He smiled meaningfully. "I heard that Chinese people are very concerned about face when doing business, but what exactly is face?"
He shrugged helplessly, thinking that maybe that was the so-called mutual help. He waved his hand and said lightly: "Start a US$1 billion emergency investment fund and short-sell Hong Kong stocks."
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Mainland, Beijing, Beijing suburb rose garden.
In a simple and atmospheric lounge, two old men leaned on wicker chairs with some ideas and watched TV through satellite receivers.
"Look at your grandson. He looks just like you. He has a sinister look on his face. He looks like a profiteer at first glance." Cao Pingchuan, who was tall and wearing a green silk-pressing military uniform, pointed at Lin Fengcheng who was chatting on TV and looked around him.
Lin Jingfeng, the head of the Lin family, said with contempt.
"Profiteer? Look at your disgrace! My grandson, along with that boy Xia Xiaoluo and the others, made five billion dollars from the British devils!" Lin Jingfeng was wearing a Tang suit, with white hair, but it was neatly combed.
He was in chaos and in high spirits. Hearing that Cao Pingchuan had killed his grandson again, he said disdainfully: "How much is your annual military expenditure?"
"Come on, why don't you tell me that when your grandson and Xia Xiaoluo were fighting in the Shenzhen stock market, that Chinese bullshit economic development company lost everything?
"Isn't it still relying on Xia Xiaoluo? Who discovered Xia Xiaoluo? My grandson, my grandson Cao Weiye!" Mr. Cao Pingchuan spoke very fast, and if he had a beard, he would definitely be bragging.
"A great cause? A great cause is good! But what does it have to do with you? Besides knowing how to fight, what else can you do?" Lin Jingfeng's voice rose an octave, loudly, and said with his eyes.
The guard outside the door had been waiting for a long time, listening to the two old men covering their mouths and smiling at each other. It was rumored outside that these two old men had been fighting for their whole lives. They were so at odds with each other. Now it seems that the relationship between the two is not very good.
What?
Seeing that the two of them were arguing and had no fun, the guard knocked on the door.
It was quiet inside for a moment. After a while, Cao Pingchuan's steady and powerful voice came, saying: "Come in."
"Two chiefs, the gateball court has been cleaned and prepared. You can go play ball." The guard walked in and said.
"Hmph! See you on the court!"
The two old men walked out the door like proud cocks. When they reached the door, they squeezed each other. In the end, old man Lin Jingfeng took the lead.
"Damn it, if you were on the battlefield, I would stab you to death with one bayonet..." The empty Rose Manor Nursing Home echoed with the extremely vicious curse of Mr. Cao Pingchuan.
On the gate court, the mallet hit the ball. Cao Pingchuan leaned on the mallet and looked at the blue sky. He said a little helplessly: "Xia Xiaoluo, this kid has a really bad temper. I let him go a few months ago."
That boy Haoxuan asked him to come over and play, but he never came."
"Well, I like it. It's my taste. It's a shame to be young! It won't be fun if you are as slick as you." Lin Jingfeng looked at the trajectory of the ball with his eyes and said with a mocking look on his face: "I
That girl Lin Anchun, the granddaughter, also mentioned him, huh, no, I'll tie him up."
"Quality, pay attention to quality! Fortunately, you were the head of the Second Machinery Department before, and now you are a ministerial-level cadre. When you talk, you sound like a bandit." Mr. Cao Pingchuan teased.
Suddenly, his tone became solemn, and he looked at a goshawk flying over the sky with a serious face, and said: "How dare you treat this important weapon of the country rudely? I want to invite him over..."