Someone immediately exploded: "They are crying, I don't know how expensive that broken box is. Good guy, this hasn't been officially settled yet. The Ninth Factory has deducted 100 million from their account. It's not Xia
The national currency is one hundred million U.S. dollars. The director of Factory No. 9 has been replaced. Do you know what unified foreign exchange dispatch and management are?"
"Haha." A burst of laughter appeared on the sofa.
Originally he thought his laughter was very soft, but who would have thought that at least ten pairs of eyes were staring at him in an instant.
"Ahem!" The man coughed, picked up the teapot and pretended nothing happened.
Wu Qingdao’s immediate boss’s immediate boss.
It can be said that there are only two people in the world who know how much money is in Bai Hao's account book.
One is him and the other is Wu Qingdao.
Even Bai Hao didn't know, because Bai Hao didn't pay attention to this matter. Wu Qingdao showed him the account book. Bai Hao didn't look at it. He only knew that he had made money, and this time he made a lot of money by shorting Tosiba and Sijing Group.
.But I don’t know the specific number.
But this man knew it.
Balang sound.
A minority, a man from the grasslands in the north, two meters tall, but with a personality as thin as hair. He can kill a wolf with his bare hands, but he is gentle and kind.
"Old man?"
Balangyin noticed everyone's attention, rubbed his hands, and then sighed: "Well, you can't just collect wool from one sheep. I have asked our Wu Qingdao to collect this number before starting.
Don’t be too cruel, this is all the money that Xiaobai wants to settle with Benxiaokang Factory, I have exchanged it for our Xia national currency, that’s about it, I’ll think of another way, and then think of another way.”
After saying that, Balangyin picked up the teapot again, blew on the tea foam on it, and took a slow sip.
No matter who asked what, Balang just pretended that he couldn't hear it and stared down at his teapot.
"Nothing is good." The person who got angry first slammed the door and walked out.
This relaxed and friendly negotiation ended in a very peaceful manner, and everyone left with their own glasses of water.
Balangyin was not in a hurry, and waited for the new multi-person insulated water heater of the same model as the Olympic Games. A new pot of water was boiled, and he filled up his own tea jar, and then pinched some public tea leaves in the meeting room.
leave.
Outside the door, under the tree, Deputy Chief Jiang has been waiting.
Balangyin was not surprised to see Deputy Chief Jiang. He could ignore others no matter who they were, but not this one.
Because the Ninth Factory is directly under the First Ministry of Industry.
"Baby, give me a solid foundation."
"If I don't hand it over, you can still find out."
"I won't pry, I'll just listen to you."
Balangyin looked around and saw that no one was there. He placed the teapot on the stone table next to him, moved a bit and stretched, but still didn't rush to speak.
Vice Chief Jiang asked: "Why, you really can't say it?"
"I'm afraid."
How could one not think more about this?
Balangyin told the truth: "I didn't dare to move. Except for the symbolic exchange of more than 200 million, I didn't dare to transfer anything else to our account. You know that our Xia Kingdom's foreign exchange reserves were retained at the end of last year.
How much will it end up being?”
"It was mentioned at the work meeting, sixty or seventy."
"$6.59 billion."
"What do you mean?"
Balangyin came close to Deputy Chief Jiang's ear and said in a very low voice: "The money in Factory No. 9's overseas account is more than half of this."
"Ah!" Seeing that Vice-Chief Jiang was about to exclaim, Balangyin, who had been prepared for it, quickly covered his mouth.
Vice-Chief Jiang looked at Balangyin with his eyes, and Balangyin nodded silently.
One asked with his eyes if this was true.
The other nodded and told the other person that this was true.
"How, how is it possible?" Vice-Chief Jiang asked this question in an almost inaudible voice, almost suppressing his voice.
Balangyin only said one sentence: "Tosiba, in seven days, we lost 95%. And with the entire Japanese island, I estimate that the total loss exceeds 10 trillion Japanese coins. As for me, I dare not say. First of all,
The person who protects you, secondly, saves people from worrying about you. If you don't understand my intentions, I have nothing to say."
"I understand, I understand."
Balangyin summarized the matter: "That little guy of yours is like a wolf on our prairie. He eats meat. He sees the opportunity, bites it without caring about life and death, and rips off a sheep.
Then he ran away without even looking back, and didn't care whether there was a sheep behind him, or a tiger or a pack of wolves behind him, he bit him anyway."
"The meat you bring home is your own."
Vice-Chief Jiang just smiled and said, "I'll find an opportunity to ask Xiao Guo to remind him so that he knows how to abide by discipline."
"Well, from beginning to end, my side, Wu Qingdao, is responsible for the whole process. Well, there's no need to worry."
The two briefly chatted for a few words, and they probably understood each other's meaning.
The Ministry of Industry and Industry definitely still wants it, because the introduction of technology and equipment all costs foreign exchange. But on the other hand, it is afraid to let it go, because there is not enough, and there are more wolves and less meat.
What's more, with Balangyin's way of doing things.
Naturally, quietly, calmly, and safely, transfer the money back without attracting anyone's attention, whether it is internal or external.
The two of them whispered for a few more words and then went home.
Let’s talk about Bai Hao.
After running around all night, I finally entered the Imperial Capital at about ten o'clock in the morning. I went straight to the goal without intending to rest.
What Bai Hao never expected was that when he found the person, he was actually in a magazine.
Qiao Lizhi took Bai Hao into a three-story building with red brick roofs and creepers on the walls. When Bai Hao saw Mr. Xia, the female gentleman was reading a manuscript.
Qiao Lizhi whispered to Bai Hao: "Sir will read manuscripts on a fixed few days every month. This computer newspaper was founded by him. We also have subscriptions."
Bai Hao secretly looked at the female gentleman in the room.
Calm and calm, elegant and aristocratic, even if he is wearing a simple beige crew-neck shirt.
Finally, after Mr. Xia put down the manuscript in his hand, Qiao Lizhi knocked on the door.
"It's determination, why are you here in the imperial capital?"
"Teacher." Qiao Lizhi bowed respectfully. Bai Hao quickly followed suit.
Mr. Xia stood up and said: "Brother Qiao, you are only eight years younger than me. It seems that I am already seventy years old."
"Once a teacher, always a teacher." Qiao Lizhi's answer was serious.
Bai Hao had never heard of Qiao Lizhi's story, nor did he know when he was Mr. Xia's student, so he was full of curiosity.
"You are also an academic figure now. The article you wrote last time about letting data and level 8 workers learn from each other was very in-depth. I originally wanted to talk to you and ask you about some things you didn't write in the article.
Questions about computer usage, you are here just in time.”
