"That old guy is a powerful character." Huang Liu sat in the driver''s seat, grabbed the steering wheel with both hands, looked at Wen Jingyuan at the foot of goose head mountain, walked to Lin Chaojing to inform song TIANYAO of his back in the sunset, and said in a positive tone to song TIANYAO sitting in the back seat.
Song TIANYAO threw most of the cigarette butts out of the car window and said with a smile, "brother six, can Wulin experts see each other''s Kung Fu by looking at each other?"
"When the old guy walks, his feet and knees are always slightly buckled inside, and he should have more than two knives hidden at his waist, but he can''t see whether he has a gun." Huang Liu looked at Wen Jingyuan''s back and explained to song TIANYAO: "It''s impossible to see each other''s Kung Fu at a glance, but if you have practiced Kung Fu, it''s easy to find some details and be vigilant."
"My third aunt told me that it was the right hand Lin Xizhen took with him when he was selling opium. Now there are fewer people who lick blood with a knife head. There should be few in the Lin family." song TIANYAO rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Lu Rongfang returned to my office when I called this afternoon. Didn''t you stop him?"
"He told me that he left his cigarette in your boss''s office. I did see him puff up in his pocket before he entered your office, but it had leveled down when he went out, so I believed him." Huang Liu scanned song TIANYAO''s facial expression from the rearview mirror: "not next time."
"It doesn''t matter, but I''m not used to too many people coming out recently. My uncle I haven''t seen for ten years, Zhang Yuqi''s female secretary, appears in front of me like a movie. I hope Lu Rongkang really just received the anonymous news produced by Luo zhuankun and bumped into the door to make some pocket money."
After a short time, Wen Jingyuan walked back along the original road and walked to Huang Liu''s window. His two eyes stared at Huang Liu and glanced at Song TIANYAO. Then he slowly said, "Miss said to let you go up."
"Thank you." Huang Liu started the car and drove up the road.
When the bus arrived at the door of Lin Yujing''s residence, the servant sister-in-law Xiang was standing outside the door with Feng Yunzhi.
When Huang Liu got out of the car to help song TIANYAO carry out the ingredients and supplements he had brought from the trunk, song TIANYAO had already opened the door and pulled Feng Yunzhi''s smiling face: "it seems that he is fat. Eat less meat. Be careful that he is too fat to marry."
"I want you to take care of it." Feng Yunzhi was pulled by song TIANYAO''s face, said he was fat in the first sentence, and patted song TIANYAO''s hand angrily.
Song TIANYAO and Feng Yunzhi walked to the two-story building: "where''s the third aunt?"
"I''ve just drunk traditional Chinese medicine and am going to copy scriptures in the Buddhist hall." when song TIANYAO asked about his mother, Feng Yunzhi''s smile faded.
Song TIANYAO was stunned: "the third aunt is ill again? Why do you drink medicine?"
While talking, he looked at the servant sister-in-law Xiang and asked angrily, "sister-in-law Xiang didn''t help the third aunt with the supplements I brought every time?"
"It''s none of sister-in-law Xiang''s business, but being popular." Feng Yunzhi explained for sister-in-law Xiang.
Song TIANYAO opened the door and asked, "who''s angry with the third aunt?"
"Kang shuna..." just after Feng Yunzhi said three words, he saw Lin Chaojing standing in the living room in loose clothes, with a pale face, and swallowed the words behind him.
Lin Chaojing is always lukewarm, quiet and weak. At this time, he looks at Song TIANYAO. Although he smiles in his eyes, he still complains: "it''s evening. How do you remember here, ah Yao? It''s too desolate here and there is no gas street lamp. It''s not safe to go back to the city at night."
"It doesn''t matter. Anyway, I drive and take the driver. It doesn''t matter if I go back later. I specially came to have dinner with my third aunt. Recently, I learned two new dishes in Grandpa''s restaurant and was ready to show off my skills. My third aunt asked sister-in-law Xiang to help you go to the Buddhist hall to recite scriptures and come down to taste my skills when dinner is ready." song TIANYAO smiled at Lin Yujing.
Huang Liu behind him put the ingredients and supplements he brought into the corner of the living room and turned to the outside.
As he spoke, song TIANYAO took off his suit coat and gave it to sister-in-law Xiang to hang up. He rolled up his shirt cuffs, picked up some fresh ingredients he had brought, walked towards the kitchen and said:
"Yes, come into the kitchen and help."
"Oh." Feng Yunzhi spat out his tongue playfully towards his mother, and then followed song TIANYAO into the kitchen.
Song TIANYAO took out two Abalone with good hair and washed them with water. He couldn''t hear joy and anger in his voice. He asked faintly:
"Uncle Kang you just mentioned is Lin Xiaokang? How did he get angry? Tell me."
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"Do you know the difference between Shanghainese and locals?" it was already nine o''clock at night. In the office of CAITONG securities in St. George''s building, Luo zhuankun asked a dozen men and women in suits in front of him.
These people had almost the same experience as Luo zhuankun before. They all came to Hong Kong from Shanghai in 1949. When speculators in Shanghai set off a gold speculation frenzy, they basically helped the tycoons fry gold first, and then with the upsurge of speculation and gold speculation extinguished by the Hong Kong colonial government, many Shanghai speculative tycoons declared bankruptcy one after another, and they all began their miserable life in Hong Kong.
Any one of these people has the experience of buying and selling at the Shanghai global exchange and the stock and commodity exchange. The three worst women are also telephone reporters in the stock and commodity exchange, and even a few were licensed members of the broker union of the Shanghai stock and commodity exchange. Unfortunately, Hong Kong is not the beach at that time, Especially after a large number of Shanghai speculators went bankrupt due to the gold speculation boom, the identity of these mainland brokers became embarrassing.
Shanghai speculative tycoons who went to Hong Kong either lost the battle, declared bankruptcy, or narrowly escaped, but they were frightened. They were not prepared to make waves in Hong Kong''s gold and silver market and stock market in the short term, so these traders meant little to them.
In Hong Kong, both the stock exchange and the gold and silver trading market can treat these traders who help Shanghai tycoons fry gold and try to destroy their business as if they were facing a great enemy. The 30 directors and members of the Hong Kong gold and silver trading market even held a private meeting to agree that each member gold bank is not allowed to work with Shanghainese. They found that Shanghainese are engaged in off-site competition in gold business, Let''s do it together.
Shanghai people abandoned them and Hong Kong people hated them, so these people lived very hard. When Luo zhuankun found them in Hong Kong one by one, some men had changed careers to the wharf to do fund-raising work that was only slightly better than coolie. In the past, crystal gold-plated glasses and diamond watches that showed their identity were mortgaged to pawnshops for money, Two women even went to the dance floor to be a hostess because they knew how to dance ballroom dancing.
At first, in Shanghai beach, there were all talents who took care of the spot stock business for the rich, with suits and shoes, men wearing famous watches and women wearing diamonds.
Luo zhuankun found them one by one. The seven licensed securities companies bought by song TIANYAO need people to fill them.
It was also the more than a dozen Shanghainese who fell to the bottom and didn''t want to experience the bottom life again. They accompanied Luo zhuankun to sort out the stock index and keep an eye on the stock market price.
"More money." a middle-aged man of about 30 heard Luo zhuankun''s question and took the lead in saying two words.
A charming woman then said, "I''ve seen the market and have a broader vision than the locals."
"The most important thing is that they clearly don''t understand the stock market, but they think they know a lot about stocks. At least it''s a little better than local people who mention the stock market as someone cheating money. They know that the stock market can make money, but they don''t know the real principle. They also like to pretend to understand in front of people like us. This kind of money that seems to know but doesn''t know is the easiest to win." Luo zhuankun turned a pen in his hand and continued: "In the 1930s, the Hong Kong stock market fluctuated violently, and more than 800 factories in Hong Kong closed down more than 300 within six months. All the money that factory owners earned to invest in the stock market was earned by the British who operated the stock market. Since then, Hong Kong locals, even big Chinese businessmen, have lost interest in the Hong Kong stock market and left it to the British for self entertainment."
"The British now want to shift their focus from Hong Kong, and the locals don''t have the courage to throw money into the stock market, so..."
"So, the money of Shanghainese." Luo zhuankun turned his seat and looked at the man who spoke to him: "Mr. Song needs the money in the hands of the Shanghainese. They are very rich. We don''t need to find those billionaire Shanghai tycoons. They are too smart and don''t need those mainland refugees who are no different from the local poor. They are too poor. Remove these two classes and the remaining Shanghainese are all our goals. During this period of time, I will continue with the law of funds in my hand To raise the stock price of Xizhen real estate, you are responsible for making Shanghai people understand what it means to make money at home. For those who don''t understand, you don''t need to tell them the stock market rules or let them choose their own stocks. Take the data we sorted out and tell them that there are only two stocks rising against the market in the Hong Kong stock market. One is huidefeng textile, one of the textile stocks, One is Xizhen real estate. If they are going to elect Defeng textile, tell them that textile processing enterprises have trade unions. It is difficult for trade union workers to engage in them. They will burst out some negative news at any time, affecting the stock price. When they hear the word "trade union", those who have seen the strike and parade of trade union workers in Shanghai will voluntarily give up their ideas. "
"Brother Kun, we... Are actually Shanghainese. Now we are in Hong Kong and help local people kill their money..." a young man, with a tangled expression for a moment, whispered.
Luo zhuankun looked at each other with sharp eyes: "When you went to the nightclub as a waiter, did the Shanghainese give you an extra dime tip? When you helped Zheng Yukui fry cotton and land in Shanghai, you killed the same money as the Shanghainese. After you earned the Commission, did you ever think of giving it back to those people? Mr. Song took the money out and helped you change into a suit, so that you had enough to eat and no longer have to stand in the nightclub and make fun of others! Don''t take it I think too great. You and I, like the people in this room now, are just tools. Tools don''t need independent ideas! "
Seeing that the other party bowed his head in silence, Luo zhuankun paused and spoke again in a decisive tone, like a golden stone: "Mr. Song told me that he would give our group a chance to gain a firm foothold in Hong Kong and announce your existence with the British and local people. Later, you will know that before that day comes, do as I command and lead the money of those Shanghainese to the stock market! Be a tool to take advantage of!"