In the course of hundreds of years of history, every old capitalist country has a developed financial system. Even if its citizens do not engage in manufacturing, they can become a wealthy rentier class just by relying on the financial industry.
Individuals always hope to live an easier life, and consortiums also like to make more profits. Therefore, places with developed financial industries will naturally crowd out the hard and tiring manufacturing industry.
Let's talk about HSBC. This is a British bank founded in Hong Kong in 1864. Its rise history is the history of the suffering of flower growers. Every time we are unlucky, it will make a big profit.
HSBC's flexible skills and strong capital allow it to possess huge gold reserves. The industry claims that it has the third largest gold reserve warehouse in the world, second only to the Bank of England and the Bank of England.
The exact number is not known to the outside world.
HSBC supports a large number of domestic compradors, and its forces are intertwined and extremely difficult to deal with. If you name a few, 404 will come.
Before 1993, HSBC's headquarters was in Hong Kong Central. It was a giant building with 46 floors and a basement of 4 floors, more than 180 meters. It was also the first building in the world with a cost of more than one billion US dollars.
After 1993, HSBC moved its headquarters to the UK, taking its vaults with it.
But now it's 1992...
However, because the headquarters is in Central, it does not mean that the treasury is in Central. HSBC's treasury is currently located on Lam Hing Street in Kowloon Bay. It is a five-story heavy building.
There are no signs on the outside, not many doors and windows, and it is almost completely closed. It is in a busy city, but there is nothing special about it. Its appearance is square and ordinary, but there are surveillance cameras all over the four corners of the wall, and there are a lot of
security guard.
It is said that this vault is built with a large number of steel plates and is equivalent to a steel box. Outsiders only know that it has two entry and exit gates. Only authorized designated license plates can enter, and the security measures are very strict.
As for its internals, outsiders don’t know much about it.
but......
"It doesn't matter. All beings are equal in front of tank guns, especially equal. I don't believe that protection against 'tail-stabilized discarding sabots' was considered when building this tacky treasury."
When Zhou Qingfeng heard that someone was so bold that he dared to freeze the funds in his account, he was so furious that he was furious - freeze it if you say freeze it, don't I want to lose face?
People in the world rely on this face. The face that 'Holy Light' has managed to accumulate by doing such a big business cannot be easily erased.
Zhou Qingfeng had stayed at Damao Ermao's house for more than half a year, and it was time to return to China to supervise the group's work. He left He Yulan and others behind and returned with the strange maid - a direct flight from Moscow to hk.
The day before landing in Hong Kong, "Harmony Weekly" learned that its boss was coming, so it flattered him and published a special issue - "The God of Management" Mr. Zhou Qingfeng returned to his loyal Hong Kong.
As soon as the news came out, everyone was nervous.
The news that 'Holy Light' was sanctioned and the account was blocked has spread quietly. There were countless people applauding behind their backs and laughing secretly. Thousands of people were waiting to see Uncle Zhou's joke.
Why are you standing while everyone else is kneeling? This time, the noble foreigner is personally trying to punish you. You have nothing to do, right?
Countless people stared wide-eyed and were always paying attention to the news. Media reporters were running around, trying to get some marginal news. On weekdays, HK citizens like to pay attention to salty gossip, but now they are secretly talking about the 'Holy Light'.
Even the employees of the Hong Kong branch of "Shengguang" became nervous, even more nervous than when they learned that the company's account had been blocked. Many people had experienced the massacre of the church members and vaguely knew the inside story.
No one can tell what their boss will do?
When Zhou Qingfeng arrived at the branch building in Causeway Bay, a police officer immediately came to him to cooperate with the investigation, saying that someone had accused him of being involved in multiple murder cases.
It's just that the sirs didn't even meet President Zhou. Irene came out to receive him, with a simple charming smile and only one word: "Get out!"
The sirs went back in a daze. When they went back, they were scolded by their superiors, and when they came back they were dizzy again. This time, the superiors were also dazed.
Some reporters had the courage to come for interviews, but they were all rejected. Many people set up guns and cannons outside the branch building in Causeway Bay, watching as if they were under surveillance.
After several hours of surveillance, there was no movement, and everyone, including the media and citizens, found it boring. They thought there would be a battle between dragon and tiger, but now it seems to be dull and boring.
It turns out that President Zhou also gives in sometimes!
Foreigners are still more powerful. If they say sanctions, they will sanction them. If they say they will block accounts, they will block them. There is absolutely nothing you can do.
So, don’t fight with foreigners, you won’t be able to fight them. This is your destiny!
In Victoria Park near Causeway Bay, paparazzi carrying cameras are chatting on the roadside. Across the road is the Holy Light branch building, which was the original gang hall.
The 'paparazzi' occasionally hopped around to visit, and sighed repeatedly when they found no movement. They have long been accustomed to living in a city ruled by foreigners, and are used to foreigners with tall noses and deep eyes dominating their thoughts.
The chat was mixed with slang and complaints, and the time went towards the evening. Suddenly, a paparazzi's mobile phone rang. He picked it up and put it to his ear, shouting "hello".
There was a rapid and noisy voice on the phone, and someone was shouting. It was not clear at first, but it was repeated several times, and it was clearly a heart-rending shout - come on, a man appeared on the streets of Kowloon Bay.
A tank!
Damn it!
The shouting on the phone was so loud it was deafening.
But the 'paparazzi' who answered the phone was completely confused and asked a few questions, "Boss, what did you say? Say it again? Did you take the wrong medicine? How come there are tanks in Kowloon Bay?"
The paparazzi on the street were all stunned, and no one took them seriously. But soon their mobile phones started ringing. Countless people who broke the news, summoned people, and called people were all shouting the same thing.
A tank appeared on the streets of Kowloon Bay!
Really?!
The tank appeared out of nowhere. But as soon as it hit the street, it ran rampant. Its thick barrel, heavy body, and roaring engine scared all the pedestrians and vehicles on the street.
Yaoshou!
Things have changed!
Is there an attack from the north?
People were screaming, running, and hiding in all directions. In order to make way for this steel monster, cars and trucks would rather crash into roadside buildings.
Shop windows were broken, goods were scattered, fire hydrants were broken, and water jets shot into the sky. Phone booths and traffic lights were knocked down, and the streets were chaotic. But the tank kept rumbling forward, unstoppable.
Sirs in military uniforms patrolling the roadside widened their eyes, as if they had seen a ghost under the tremors of the ground. They looked at the toy-like small .
long'......
There is absolutely no comparison.
Some citizens' cars were smashed into compressed "cans" on the track of the tank. They cried for their fathers and mothers and stopped Sir to seek justice. But Mr. Sir also trembled and shook his head and refused.
“I can’t handle this, I really can’t handle this!”