"Boss, the Japanese government has news." Turning back, Zhang Fengzhi shouted at Zhang Fengzhi, who was listening to the music, and Xiao Liu turned the computer screen down so that Zhang Fengzhi could see it clearly.
On the screen was an interim press conference held by the Japanese finance minister, who said that he was communicating with China on those commercial fraud cases. Now it is only the stage of commercial investigation, and there are no substantive allegations. The diplomatic relations between the two countries are also developing in a good direction. Please don't panic, let alone misjudge the Japanese economy because of some rumors.
Seeing that a reporter asked why the prime minister did not come out to speak, the finance minister replied that the prime minister was on business in Hokkaido and was now on his way back. The reporter asked whether the Japanese government had plans to inject funds to rescue the market. The finance minister replied that in order to express the confidence of the Japanese government in its economy, the government would report to Parliament the matter of using government funds to enter the market to buy stocks, and the prime minister would give a formal reply when he came back, Zhang Fengzhi snorted.
"They reacted quickly and the market began to stabilize." Looking at the stock market curve, Xiaowu road.
"Boss?" Several of his subordinates looked back at Zhang Fengzhi. A few days ago, they bought and sold all of them at yesterday's peak, and then sold short the stock index. Now the book floating profit has been considerable, and now they have made a lot of money in closing positions. If the Japanese government comes forward and makes the stock market stable or even rise again, they can't keep the fruits of victory.
"Don't worry." Zhang Fengzhi looked at the number that the mysterious person in the computer used to contact, and said, "we are following the disk, and we should be obedient."
However, they haven't heard from each other for more than an hour. Are they renegotiating the strategy?
Even if the Japanese government comes forward, the panic has been caused, just like the derailed train. It's not so easy to hold on.
But this kind of time is the time to fish in troubled waters. With her finger on the mouse, Zhang Fengzhi still restrained herself and wanted to make trouble again while the stock market was stable now.
*
"Up! Up!" There was a boiling cry in the office hall. Fu Yan leaned back and breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his lips evoked a proud laugh.
Yes, those companies that have been exposed to scandals are all super large companies. How can they not sell once their shares have fallen by more than 20% today?
From now on, those strategic agreements have not been declared invalid. As long as the decline is held, those big companies can encourage the Japanese government to come forward and communicate with China to deal with this matter in a harmonious manner. With the help of their father, this barrier can be overcome.
After two days, the stock index is expected to rebound. Although it is impossible to achieve the expected goal, at least it will not lose money. Maybe the profits earned a few days earlier can be guaranteed.
It's just that my father hasn't heard from me until now
After thinking for a while, Fu Yan picked up the phone and began to dial those familiar phones. Seeing that no one answered or turned off, he frowned and dialed a phone that his father repeatedly told him not to dial in times of crisis.
The phone rang twice and was hung up. Fu Yan was stunned and dialed again. This time it rang three times and was hung up. Fu Yan's heart jumped. He waited for two minutes to call again, but this time he only rang once and hung up.
231. Fu Yan was completely relieved this time. As long as it was not 234, it was no big deal. It seemed that his father was dealing with the aftermath for this matter.
Ding Lingling's phone made a pleasant sound. Seeing that the number was Huayin, he thought for a moment. Fu Yan answered the phone with a relaxed tone: "sister Hua."
"Fu Yan..." the long drag of Hua Yin has a climactic aftertaste. As soon as you hear it, you know that you have just finished that kind of thing. Fu Yan's eyebrows wrinkled. He was still so anxious in the morning. Did you go back to work?
"Sister Hua, don't worry. The Japanese government has come forward. Now the stock market has stabilized, and it will rise back soon." Suppress the disgust in his heart, Fu Yan laughed.
auzw. "That's good, I believe you," the voice on the phone came out with a smile, and then said, "by the way, my father has asked about it, saying it's no big deal, that is, the officials below have accepted bribes, all of them are petty officials."
Then there was nothing wrong with his father. Fu Yan's smile became sincere and said, "thank you, sister Hua."
"Yes, I'm still waiting for you to earn me a super yacht." Laughed twice and hung up.
Super yacht... Looking at his mobile phone, Fu Yan chuckled twice. This proposal was good. Before the laughter fell, the phone rang again. Seeing that it was the phone of trader Saburo, Fu Yan quickly answered.
"Fu sang, the stock index has begun to stabilize. Now there is a bill below 500 points. Do you want to sell?" There was a shallow smile in the other party's voice, and the laughter in the trading hall could be heard from the phone. I think everyone was very happy.
"No, I'll wait a few more days until I come back. By the way, how about those short sellers now?" With a trace of schadenfreude, Fu Yan asked.
"There is no action for the time being. It is estimated that they are waiting to see. When the prime minister comes back and confirms the government's capital injection, it will rise."
"Haha, I'm afraid I'll lose money tomorrow." Fu Yan laughed and looked out at the suddenly gloomy place.
The rain dripped down, and the wind blew up without any warning. Almost instantly, a billboard fell out of his office window.
*
"General Gu, didn't you say to turn off your cell phone long ago?" Take the mobile phone from Gu Chong's hand, turn it off and throw it away at the person behind him. Old Shen said, "keep it for general Gu."
"Yes." The senior colonel behind him respectfully put his mobile phone aside where everyone put it, and then stood at attention next to the row of mobile phones.
"Let's continue what we just did," Shen said. "In today's international situation, countries and forces dissatisfied with us in APEC this time are afraid that they will not miss this opportunity. Security work should be done well."
"Are you so tolerant this time? It's obviously the Japanese!" A major general couldn't help shouting.
"Without evidence, without evidence, what can we do?" Looking at the phone that rang and was hung up by old Shen, Gu Chong said.
"So what? Such an obvious thing!"
"We can't even condemn without evidence. Do you want to send troops based on a guess?"
The meeting room became a mess again. Old Shen held his chin and glanced around the young (younger than him) generals in the meeting room. When Gu Chong made a noise, he occasionally stopped to stay, but his face was always calm.
The rustling footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by an anxious knock on the door.
"Come in." After Shen Lao called, an officer rushed in and said, "something happened. A huge typhoon hit from the Philippine Sea. Southeast Asia and Japan and Taiwan were hit by the tsunami, and China's Hainan Island and coastal areas will also be greatly affected."
"Typhoon? Why didn't you hear anything before?"
"Shen Lao!" Another military intelligence officer rushed in and said, "the Japanese Prime Minister's plane lost contact in the typhoon!"