In fact, it is now far more than 500 million, but Zhu Zhiyuan himself does not know how much it is. Najia revealed to him that it is a lot, but the futures stock market rises and falls sometimes.
You make a billion today, but if it plummets tomorrow, you might still lose money.
The stock market is like a casino. As long as you don't leave the market, it's hard to say whether you win or lose.
Of course, Zhu Zhiyuan is a reborn person and knows that oil futures will rise until July, then fall, and bottom out in December.
With his advice, coupled with Nadya's level, going long when it goes up and going short when it goes down, no matter how powerful the Wall Street predators are, under normal circumstances, they won't lose money.
But Zhu Zhiyuan felt there was no need to mention it again.
With these five hundred million US dollars, it is enough.
Yes, he did it on purpose. He wanted to go further and deepen his impression on Gao Donghong.
His mind has not changed from the beginning to the end. He wants to go to a state-owned enterprise, and if he wants to go to a state-owned enterprise and jump to a department-level enterprise, Gao Donghong's support is very important.
Even if Gong Fenghuang says she can do it, Gao Donghong is the executive deputy and there is someone in Guan Jian's position, which is more important than any support.
After marveling for a long time, Liu Mei said: "But it's not good for you to use your own money to build Hushan."
"Sister, you think I will lose money, no." Zhu Zhiyuan laughed: "China's economy is generally improving. The country is rich, and people's pockets are beginning to bulge, and they have leisure time to travel. , go shopping, I can say with certainty that this investment in Hushan will have more than five times the income in the next ten years, and it may even be more than that. As long as Huyuan can truly become a tourist attraction, it will definitely make money. , and it’s a big profit.”
Gao Donghong nodded: "As my analytical opponent, although the economy is not good at the moment, China's overall economy is positive."
"But the United States suppresses China very hard." Liu Mei frowned slightly.
"911 gave us five years of reprieve. Now that the United States has defeated Afghanistan, its attention has turned to us again." Gao Donghong also shook his head: "There is no way. In the past few years, especially after joining the WTO, we have developed too fast. ”
"We have a national destiny." Zhu Zhiyuan thought of some self-media words in later generations and said with a smile: "First it was Iraq, the money bag in the Middle East. The United States would never let go of that money bag in the Middle East. It helped us block it for several years. Later, it turned around and another one came. 911, and now, no, the subprime mortgage crisis is here again.”
Gao Donghong's eyes lit up: "Are you saying that this economic crisis is an opportunity for us?"
"It's necessary." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "Originally, the United States has taken care of the Middle East and suppressed Afghanistan. It has already freed up its hands to attack us. Now you see, on the one hand, it wants the RMB to appreciate, but on the other hand, it also drives up the prices of commodities. .”
He said and waved his hand: "The appreciation of the RMB is not conducive to exports. China is an export-oriented economy. The total value of imports and exports accounts for 65% of GDP. If exports are reduced, China's economy will immediately decline. This was the case in Japan back then." The Plaza Accord, which forced the yen to appreciate, will cause Japan to enter the Lost Twenty Years. Before it ends, there will be another thirty years of ups and downs, and a Lost Forty Years."
"So that's what the United States meant by forcing the RMB to appreciate." Liu Mei didn't care much about the economy, and she couldn't understand it. When Zhu Zhiyuan told him, she was frightened.
Gao Donghong said: "Currency appreciation, although not conducive to exports, is conducive to imports."
"Yes." Zhu Zhiyuan agreed: "Currency appreciation is conducive to imports, but the Wall Street gang has prepared two hands. The other hand is to increase the price of commodities on a large scale. Brother-in-law, you see, oil is now close to One hundred and forty US dollars. If you look at the price of grain, it has more than tripled. Not to mention iron ore, it has risen five times since 2000. The main commodity imported by China is grain, oil and iron. "
He said, sighing deeply: "In China over the past few years, the money earned by hundreds of millions of migrant workers in sweatshops has basically been given back to foreigners due to the increase in the prices of foreign commodities. Wall Street’s pockets.”
"Thump." Gao Donghong slapped the table hard, knocking over the wine glass.
Liu Mei hurriedly helped her up, but she also said angrily: "So that's the case. I also told Yaoyao and the others that the RMB is valuable now, and it's even more cost-effective to buy things. It turns out that's not the case at all."
"Yes." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded: "Wall Street talks nice, but in its heart, it always hopes that China will die and let the RMB appreciate. It is definitely not to make our money more valuable, but to better exploit us."
"Then what should we do?" Liu Mei looked at Zhu Zhiyuan and then at Gao Donghong: "Does the higher-ups know? How about you go to Beijing."
"How could you not know?" Gao Donghong smiled bitterly: "You think you are a fool, but."
He said, thought for a while, and slapped the table again: "There is no solution. The United States' control over the entire world economy is really too powerful."
"Then we have to be like Japan?" Liu Mei's eyes were a little red, she was angry and sad at the same time.
"No." Zhu Zhiyuan laughed.
Liu Mei's eyes lit up: "Why?"
"China has a national destiny." Zhu Zhiyuan smiled: "Didn't I say it? In the 1990s, there was Saddam Hussein and the Iraq War. In the 20th century, there was 911. Five years later, we are witnessing The United States has freed up its hands. Wall Street is trying to kill itself. It is too greedy and has created subprime debt, and its own backyard is on fire."
Gao Donghong's eyes also brightened: "So, this economic crisis is indeed a good thing?"
"Of course it's a good thing." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded: "Crisis, there are hidden opportunities in crises. This time the United States has caused a global economic crisis. Although we are also involved in it, the fundamentals of our economy are good, but there is a lack of liquidity. Sex, but we still have a foundation, we can engage in iron public relations, especially real estate, although this stuff is also poisonous, but at least we can survive this period."
"Yes, yes." Gao Donghong nodded repeatedly: "This is a way, Xiaozhi, keep talking."
Although he is a high-ranking cadre who knows more than ordinary people and has vision, he is still incomparable to a reborn person.
What he can see is that in the midst of a global crisis, China's economy is also facing many difficulties but cannot find a solution.
Zhu Zhiyuan, the reborn person, knew how to get out of the trap. He threw it out easily, but Gao Donghong and others inside it felt like they suddenly saw a light in the dark.
“We can’t move outward, we turn inwards.”
Zhu Zhiyuan would not say four trillion, but he could still make a big prediction: "The United States is attacking our exports, and we just took this opportunity to adjust our structure and reduce the total amount of imports and exports in GDP. This is one."
He said, holding out his second finger: "The other one is commodities. Wall Street rises and falls one by one, just like the two ends of a rope, trapping us tightly. But now, Wall Street has no money, and commodities will definitely fall." Whether it is oil, grain, or iron ore, we can take the opportunity to establish a large warehouse mechanism."
