This old man's face often appears on TV, so everyone is familiar with it. He is a big boss in China's financial industry who controls trillions of dollars. A cough can make the world's stock markets tremble.
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"Is it him?!" Jin Hao felt a little unhappy when he saw this old man. It was this old man who used all the coercive administrative methods of overturning the rain and crowing chickens in the middle of the night to bring down the bullish stock market.
Three thousand points. Countless investors lost all their money, and all of them turned as green as frogs, including him, a former small investor.
"Yes! Mr. Bai is an important leader in charge of the country's financial lifeline. His body is related to the safety of trillions of dollars of national property, so we must make him recover at all costs." Yu Mingguang nodded and said.
"Haha~! Look at your face...do you have asthma?!" Jin Hao touched his chin, squinted his eyes and said with a sense of schadenfreude.
"Yes! Intermittent asthma! I only got it in the past two years." Yu Mingguang said with his eyes lit up.
Jin Hao tilted his head and continued to observe the patient: "I think he has done too many bad things!"
"Speak well! I am the leader of the central government, what have you done to yourself?!" Yang Qingfei secretly rolled her eyes at this man.
Jin Hao shook his head: "It's strange that so many people have lost all their money, gone bankrupt and jumped off the building, and they can't suffer from asthma!"
"Why?! Brother Hao?!" Yu Yaoqin asked strangely.
"The five elements of finance belong to gold. If it falls too much, the money will evaporate and become metal. Metal also belongs to the lung meridian. If the lung meridian is weak, you will naturally suffer from asthma!" Jin Hao said with a smile.
"Hahaha~! Is this little brother also a doctor? That makes sense!" At this time, Bai Lao opened his eyes and turned to look at Jin Hao with a flash of light. It turned out that he had heard everything Jin Hao said.
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"Isn't it?! Dear leader! As long as you let the stock market rise and relieve those investors, the asthma will naturally be cured!" Jin Hao shrugged and joked.
Bai Lao shook his head with a wry smile: "I brought down the stock market, which has indeed hurt some domestic investors! But the stock market will never rise now!"
"Oh?! Why? Are you very happy to see your own people losing money?! Why are you suffering from a disease?! Do you like to call Zhao asthma?" Jin Hao asked with an unhappy look on his face.
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Bai Lao sighed: "Oh... little brother! You are not a master and don't know how expensive firewood and rice are... Kill one thousand enemies and lose three hundred to yourself. How can there be victory without paying a price?!"
"Victory?! I only see the piles of corpses in the stock market. Is this what you call victory?!" Jin Hao said through gritted teeth.
Bai Lao's eyes flashed: "You have only seen the surface. Do you know why the subprime debt crisis occurred in the United States?! This is our victory!!"
"Ah~?! Does the U.S. subprime debt crisis have something to do with us?!" Yang Qingfei asked in surprise. Although she didn't know much about finance, this seemed a bit irrelevant.
Jin Hao stared at Bai Lao for a while, then suddenly laughed: "I know. Hahaha~! So that's how it is!"
"What...Brother Hao! Tell me, what's going on?!" Yu Yaoqin asked anxiously, holding her pink fist. She was really confused.
