Chapter 1678 1677 [Wisdom inspires the stock god!]
"Is this a common method used by you Chinese to provoke generals?" Buffett saw through Yan Xiong's trick and sneered, "It may work for others, but unfortunately, it is useless for me! As financial investors, our greatest advantage is
When rationality defeats sensibility, you will never be dragged down by your own emotions. Yes, that’s it!”
"Also, I do want to beat him once, but I know more clearly that this is a dream! Because the financial war is actually very simple, the competition is who has more money! If the opponent has 10 billion, he can kill you all!
"
"Hey, Mr. Buffett, I'm not happy when you say that!" Yan Xiong said coldly, "Yes, they have more money than us. Although I don't know much about finance, I know what leverage is! A small amount of money can do it.
Think of it as ten bucks!"
Buffett said disdainfully: "Playing with leverage? You'll die faster that way!"
Yan Xiong rolled his eyes: "It's not certain who will die! Besides, the price of oil is not something you Americans can control!"
"It's not something you Chinese can control!" Buffett retorted, "Do you think that if you don't sell weapons to those tycoons in the Middle East, they won't be able to fight? The United States can sell weapons to them in minutes! In fact, they are doing so.
——”
"Huh?" Yan Xiong looked at Buffett in surprise.
Buffett was very satisfied with Yan Xiong's reaction. He punched the ground with the pole in his hand and said proudly: "Everyone in the world knows that there are three major consortiums that can influence American politics, namely finance, oil and arms! Now Shi Zhijian is a
How can the arms side sit still if they challenge two people? Of course they have to take action! Go to both sides of the Middle East to do business, sell expired arms to different countries, and then instigate them to start a war. Once the Middle East war starts, oil will
The price will skyrocket immediately!”
Yan Xiong's eyes popped out when he heard this.
"In this way, the oil consortium has made profits, which is reflected in finance, and the financial consortium has also made profits! All three parties have made huge profits. It can be said that your boss is not fighting two, but three! Do you think he will die badly?
miserable?"
Yan Xiong swallowed hard and felt that the other party was right. There was no chance of winning in a one-on-one battle with two. After what Buffett said, it was a one-on-one battle with three!
Dead!
In the past, Yan Xiong would have given up all the work like Zhu Bajie, clamoring to divide his luggage and go back to Gaolaozhuang. However, after being "carefully cultivated" by Shi Zhijian, Yan Xiong now has backbone and arrogance.
Yan Xiong tried his best to calm down his shock, looked into Buffett's eyes and said, "It is true that your analysis is correct, but there is one thing you are not sure about, and that is whether there will be a war in the Middle East!"
Yan Xiong sorted out his thoughts and said: "The war in the Middle East has been going on for several years, and the people there are complaining. Many people hope to live a peaceful life. Also, even if the United States really sells weapons to the other side, the other side does not necessarily want to
, because holding weapons means getting further and further away from peace. I am in this business, and I know best!"
Buffett was surprised and looked at Yan Xiong seriously for the first time.
Yan Xiong continued: "The important point is that war can only bring destruction and death, and even plague. Do you really want to watch this scene, Mr. Buffett?"
Buffett faced Yan Xiong's question and remained silent. After a while, he said: "There are many things that are beyond our control..."
"It is true that we cannot control it, but at least we can do some meaningful things within our capabilities instead of helping others and letting the Middle East fall into flames again!"
Buffett stopped talking.
At first, he was so powerful that he overwhelmed Yan Xiong, but now Yan Xiong is wielding the stick of justice and giving him a slap in the face, making Buffett feel for the first time that he is not a good person. To be precise, those big guys and tycoons in the United States
They are not good people. In order to make profits, they harm the people of the Middle East and increase their wealth by killing people and setting fires...
Not far away, a little girl fell to the ground while skiing. Her parents comforted her, patted the snow stains on her clothes, and encouraged her to start over.
Yan Xiong pointed at the little girl and said: "Isn't she very happy? She can ski here, and her parents are with her... What about the Middle East? Do you know how many children have become orphans due to this war, and how many people are homeless?
Can you return home? Your wealth accumulation is based on piles of bones. Can you bear it?"
Buffett's eyes twitched twice. He also has a girl. He knows the happiness of family happiness. He has also watched TV and knows about the deaths caused by the war in the Middle East, the orphans everywhere, and the ruined cities after fighter plane bombings -
Yan Xiong observed carefully and saw that the situation was about the same, "Well, dear Mr. Buffett, now you can seriously consider my suggestion again! Although there is a huge gap in power between us and the two major consortiums, no, according to you, we are different from the three major consortiums, but our
The purpose is not to create war, but to hope for peace. On the contrary, what the three major financial groups want is to disrupt the Middle East and make profits from it!"
"As a financial person, you can make choices based on your rationality, but as a father and a devout person who believes in God, I believe you will make the right choice!"
Buffett's hand holding the pole shook a little, and his mind was shaken.
Yan Xiong kept up his efforts: "I like that poem the most, there is a tiger in my heart, and I smell the rose carefully! People all have two sides! Good and evil only happen in an instant! After I have finished speaking, if you have made a decision, please call and let me know
I!"
Yan Xiong said as he took out a gold-gilt business card and handed it to Buffett.
Buffett didn't answer, so Yan Xiong handed it to his personal sled coach next to him. After doing this, Yan Xiong clumsily stepped on the sled and walked back.
He wanted to brew up a soaring pride like "the wind is rustling and the water is cold", but unfortunately his feet were not up to par, and he stumbled suddenly on the sled, almost falling to his death!
"Damn, I'm so embarrassed!" Yan Xiong lay on the snow, his face burning, guessing that Buffett must be laughing at him behind his back.
Yan Xiong struggled to stand up, but failed several times.
Just when Yan Xiong was about to die of embarrassment, a hand stretched out in front of him. When he looked up, it was Buffett.
Buffett came over at some point, stretched out his hand and said to Yan Xiong: "This is how you learn to ski for the first time! Do you want me to introduce you to a personal trainer?"
"Ahem, thank you!" Yan Xiong held Buffett's hand and stood up.
Buffett smiled: "We will fight side by side soon, you're welcome!"
"Ah?" Yan Xiong was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to react, and said hurriedly: "Okay! Okay! But I don't need a personal trainer. My body is broken and I can't afford it! It's killing me, my old waist!"
