Fang Hong actually didn't care about how Zhang Li would be handled. The matter itself didn't have much impact on him.
But he didn't care, but Zhou Kunlu didn't dare to be careless.
The boss said it's up to you.
Zhou Kunlu can only handle things according to the most reliable and high standards. This is correct, and he will really deal with it casually if he asks you to do it. If something goes wrong later, he will be the scapegoat. What will he say to Fang Hong when he follows the high standards? Can't fault it either.
Yuanmao Financial Company, in a small room.
Zhang Zhang, who was tied up and locked up in this room, heard Shi Gang explain the situation. He was about to cry on the spot and said without tears: "Brother Gang, you want me to go in and stay for ten years??"
Shi Gang glanced at him coldly and said: "Thank God that stepping on such a big thunder didn't kill you. Letting you in is actually saving your life. Idiot, do you understand? If you want to save your life, just step on the sewing machine."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Li could only nod his head with tears in his eyes, and took the initiative to go in and work on the sewing machine for ten years.
The operation is quite simple. Shi Gang arranges a scene to let Zhang Li grab a piece of another subordinate. The amount is extremely huge and the circumstances are extremely serious. Then he is caught and has to work on a sewing machine for ten years.
This way you don’t have to get involved with the boss.
If he surrenders directly, the police will find Fang Hong to inquire about the situation. Wouldn't this cause trouble to the boss?
As for Zhang Li's stepping on the sewing machine, Fang Hong didn't know that this matter ended completely with him after the phone call with Zhou Kunlu ended.
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Monday, November 24th.
Today's A-share market is another day of significant adjustment. On the first trading day of the new week, the Shanghai Stock Exchange Index closed sharply -3.67%, with the index reporting at 1897.06 points, falling below 1900 points again.
Today's large A-shares give the market the feeling that no matter how much or how big the positive stimulus is, it is difficult to boost them. Even standing above 2,000 points seems very difficult.
At about 16:00 in the afternoon, Fang Hong came to the headquarters of Stars Capital.
Now when he arrives, the company's receptionist is very enthusiastic and shows no signs of neglect. Even some employees know that this young man has a rich background. Even the company's chairman respects him very much.
In the CEO's office, Hua Yu and Fang Hong met again. They both mentioned the tension issue at all, and they had a tacit understanding as if it had never happened.
Hua Yu looked at Fang Hong who was sitting in front of him and said: "The first tranche of 2.2 billion has already arrived, and the subsequent 7.8 billion will continue to arrive, and it will all arrive before the end of the year."
Hearing this, Fang Hong nodded and said: "Okay, let's allocate it immediately. Here are the 65 asset targets of the Shanghai and Shenzhen stock markets that I have selected. They will be allocated when the market opens tomorrow, whether through the secondary market or through bulk trading channels. Forget it, complete the configuration as soon as possible."
Fang Hong said and handed a piece of material he brought over to Hua Yu. The latter also opened it and took a look. The material contained a list of asset targets, including the scale of opening a position and the cost of holding the position. They were all written in detail. It's on top.
"Maoti, Wuliangye, Haier Smart Home, Laojiao, Sanyi Heavy Industry, Fenjiu, Gree Electric, Yili Co., Ltd., Zhaoshang Bank, Ningbo Bank, Pufa Bank, Zhongguo Ping An, Changdian Technology, Hailuo Cement..." Hua Yu looked at the materials and muttered to himself.
In the material sent by Fang Hong, the 65 asset targets cover various industries, including technology stocks, consumer stocks, brokerage stocks, banking stocks, coal chemical stocks, both large-cap heavyweight stocks and small-cap growth stocks. etc.
Looking at the names of these bids, Hua Yu really couldn't figure out how Fang Hong chose them.
"Tomorrow, all 2.2 billion will be invested. This amount of money is only enough to build a bottom position for these 65 targets." Fang Hong said at this time: "After the allocation is completed, the stocks will be pledged immediately. The subsequent liquidity, whether it is the stocks pledged, Either with the money or the new funds that will arrive later, you can add additional positions to these 65 targets until the position is filled to 20 billion yuan."
The agreement signed with Huayang Group can generate 10 billion in liquidity. Then after completing the allocation of stock assets with this money, the stock pledge operation can be carried out. After cyclical pledging several times, more than 10 billion in liquidity can be generated. , these liquidity once again entered the stock market.
In other words, Qunxing Capital is now leveraging twenty times the leverage funds for asset allocation.
Hua Yu closed the materials and nodded: "I understand."
After a while, Hua Yu looked at Fang Hong again and said, "Why do we need to reserve 3 billion in liquidity?"
According to the materials provided by Fang Hong, if the scale of the pledge is completed and the stock assets are held, the market value can reach 23.6 billion, but only 20 billion is allocated, and 3.6 billion is pledged, and the interest for a year will be more than 300 million.
Fang Hong said with a smile: "This money is used for the company's basic operating expenses. It is already the most important primary market venture capital. Just leave it in the account. You have to guarantee that this fund can be used at any time. I have arrangements."
Hearing this, Hua Yu nodded: "I understand."
Fang Hong did not stay at Qunxing Capital for too long. He explained the matter and left the company.
With an experienced and capable professional "worker" like Hua Yu running and managing Qunxing Capital, Fang Hong, the hands-off shopkeeper, can feel at ease and assured.
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The next day, around 11 a.m.
A call came to Fang Hong's cell phone. He looked at the caller ID and was surprised. As soon as the call was connected, he heard a voice.
"I'm in Xincheng, can we meet?"
The voice on the phone gave Fang Hong the feeling that she was feeling quite depressed now. The caller was her ex-girlfriend Lin Ruoshui, who had broken up with her. He had learned from He Xuan that she had dropped out of school due to family matters. But the specific situation was not mentioned, and Fang Hong did not go into details.
"Okay, it's almost dinner time, let's have a meal together." Fang Hong responded. He was quite free now and had nothing to do, so he mentioned the location.
After hanging up the phone, Fang Hong immediately went to the meeting place.
For about half an hour, the two met in a restaurant about one kilometer away from Xincheng University. The dining table was against the wall, and it was a huge transparent glass wall, giving an unobstructed view of the outside.
At this time, Lin Ruoshui, who was sitting opposite the dining table, silently turned her head and looked at the endless flow of vehicles outside the transparent glass wall.
"That's all."
Fang Hong ordered a few dishes and handed the menu to the waiter. As the waiter left, Fang Hong looked at Lin Ruoshui, who was looking at the glass wall without saying a word, and asked casually: "Have you settled your family affairs? "
Lin Ruoshui shook her head and did not answer his words.
Seeing this, Fang Hong withdrew his gaze, picked up the teapot and water cup, poured himself some tea, and said, "You don't have to look outside if you need my help. I can help you as much as I can."
From this situation, Fang Hong could basically conclude that his ex-girlfriend came to him for help. It was most likely related to money, and she must have been exhausted, otherwise she would not have come to her ex-boyfriend for help.
At this moment, Lin Ruoshui, who was silent, suddenly couldn't control her emotions and started to cry. She quickly covered her mouth with her hands, but she couldn't stop the sobs.
Fang Hong, who was pouring himself tea, was also stunned. He put down the teapot in his hand, stood up and sat down next to Lin Ruoshui. He lowered his head and glanced at her face, and said at the same time: "Yo? What's wrong with you?"
Lin Ruoshui finally spoke, lowering her head and choking: "I need some money."
Hearing this, Fang Hong was not surprised. He had probably figured it out when he came. He immediately looked at her and asked, "Are you urgent?"
Lin Ruoshui nodded slightly: "It's urgent!"
Fang Hong asked again: "How much is needed?"
Lin Ruoshui replied: "Five hundred and seventy thousand."
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