"What are you thinking about?" Rong Zhengen asked curiously: "My experience tells me that you are thinking about something big, and nine times out of ten, this matter has a lot to do with making money."
Mr. Huo also said firmly: "That's right. And it has absolutely nothing to do with the things we are thinking about opening factories or opening investment companies in the mainland."
Mr. Li smiled and said: "I am familiar with his expression. The last time he thought about something like this, he was thinking about the Plaza Accord in Ugly Country. It should be self-evident what he is thinking this time."
Rong Zhengen cleared his throat and said, "You're not doing the right thing, Jiang Hua. Just now you told us that it would be better to avoid such crooked ways of making money. How come in the blink of an eye, you are thinking about this again? You are so Aren’t you leading us to learn bad things?”
"Yes, I think so too." Jiang Hua said pretending to be serious: "So, it's okay not to mention this matter. It's not a good thing anyway. Talking about it will ruin everyone's happiness, so forget it."
Miss He said coquettishly: "Nothing like you, Brother Jiang, aren't you piqued my curiosity? My dad also said that you have amazing insights into the financial market. From the moment I entered this box, I have been I was looking forward to it very much and wanted to see it, but I didn’t see it just now, so I was a little disappointed. Now that I can finally see it, if you don’t tell me, aren’t you a greedy person?”
"Yes, what Chao Qiong said makes sense." Mr. Li nodded his head like a kowtow machine and said impatiently: "We have memorized the lesson, but when there is such a great opportunity, we must not let it go. As the saying goes It’s a good saying, if God doesn’t take it, he will be blamed for it.”
Mr. Huo poured wine into Jiang Hua's wine glass and said with a smile: "The public opinion cannot be violated, so just tell everyone."
"It's nothing. I just told Sister Qiong that opportunities and crises coexist, so I thought of 1973."
Mr. Huo took a breath and said in a tone full of memories: "You didn't think about so many years, but you just wanted to think about 1973. How could you think of 73 years? In 1973, there were many mourners."
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Rong Zhengen said: "In 1973, Jiang Hua, you should have just started working, right?"
"Yes, I was reading newspapers in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs at that time." Jiang Hua smiled and said, "The economic crisis caused by the oil crisis."
Rong Zhengen said with a smile: "It's a pity that you were in the mainland at that time, otherwise you would have made a lot of money in it."
Mr. Huo asked seriously: "Do you think there will be another stock market crash?"
Jiang Hua shook his head: "I don't know the reason. Anyway, that's what I thought. I can't guess whether there was a stock market crash."
"You have a very keen sense, and you must not have let it go for nothing." Mr. Huo said seriously: "I personally experienced the stock market crash in 1973. At that time, I had just started working. On the roof of the Kowloon Club, there were people everywhere every day. Someone fell down, which caused a psychological shadow on me."
Rong Zhengen shook his head. He had also seen this scene before, and tried to get it out of his mind by shaking his head.
Mr. Huo said patiently: "Try to use your own knowledge to explain why you think there will be a stock market crash."
“Last year’s Plaza Accord alleviated the country’s domestic inflation crisis.”
Everyone nodded, everyone knew this.
"Ugly country, no, it should be said that the economy of the entire West has continued to rise since 1983. Although there has been an inflation crisis in recent years, the domestic Nasdaq index has more than doubled, and the growth rates in Europe and Japan have also almost."
Everyone nodded again.
"I don't know if you have seen it or not, but the country's economic growth slowed down in the first quarter of this year, which is very critical."
Mr. Huo nodded: "I noticed this, what else is there?"
"The ugly country is now the world's largest debtor country, and its foreign trade deficit continues to increase."
Rong Zhengen stood up and said, "I work in a bank. I can confirm this. It is true."
"In recent years, a large amount of hot money has poured into the country. The reason is that the country's economy has grown significantly. Now the country's economy has begun to decline. If hot money is not optimistic about the country's economy, once the hot money withdraws, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Miss He frowned and said, "I think Brother Jiang is right. All of this has the external causes of the stock market crash."
Jiang Hua raised a finger: "Now we have an opportunity. I believe that the government of Chou Country and the large financial institutions in Chou Country have also noticed this. It depends on how they coordinate. If the coordination is good, maybe It can be avoided, but if coordination is not good, a stock market crash will break out.”
Mr. Li held his chin and said, "So, the stock market crash is just around the corner."
"That's about it." Mr. Huo said solemnly: "Jianghua also said it just now. After the four major mergers, we may become the third largest financial center in the world. By then, we will inevitably be affected by the economic impact of the country. As long as When a stock market crash breaks out in Chou, the Hong Kong stock market will not be spared."
Everyone sat on the sofa, feeling heavy in their hearts.
Rong Zhengen said: "Be prepared with both hands. First, how to make our family and our company survive this stock market crash. Second, for such a good thing, we want to get a share of the ugly country's pie and make money from the ugly people." , whether it’s stained with blood or not, I don’t have any psychological burden at all.”
Mr. Huo thought for a while and said with a smile: "Everyone, don't think blindly. It's still a matter of uncertainty whether things will happen or not. Moreover, we have analyzed it in advance and are a big step ahead of others. The advantage lies with me. I need to go back and discuss it with my dad."
Rong Zhengen nodded in agreement: "Yes, that's it for today. Let's go back to dad to discuss it carefully and be prepared."
Mr. Huo put on his suit worriedly, shook his head and said, "I still remember the miserable screams from the top of the Kowloon Club. Chinese-owned enterprises were filled with grief during the stock market crash."
Jiang Hua smiled and said: "I heard a story. It said that there were five particularly awesome Chinese gold medal stock economies. They raised a sum of funds and reserved a group of more promising companies for the Chinese business community. From then on, these people They have become the benefactors of Chinese-owned enterprises, and these brokers are still controlling the stock market. It is said that whoever they want will rise, and whoever they want will fall, will fall. Is this true?"
Rong Zhengen looked at Jiang Hua as if he were reading a fantasy.
"Where did you come from with such a fantasy story?" Mr. Huo said with a smile: "You can go to TVB to be a screenwriter. Such a good script, it's a pity that Uncle Liu made it. It's accurate. It is the ratings champion in Hong Kong.”
