Chapter 243： birthday party slap in the face (1)

Chapter 243 Birthday Banquet Slaps in the Face (1)

Ding Yuehua said she was going to Feng's house to celebrate, wouldn't Jiang Yaowang and Jiang Cheng stop her?

After thinking about it, she felt relieved.

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"Xiao Zhe, your uncle asked you, what kind of room is enough to book?" Jiang Xiruo asked Jiang Zhe after receiving news from Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Xiruo and Jiang Yaowang have lived in seclusion for so many years, and they don't have many bright friends in the capital.

Jiang Zhe's birthday tomorrow, mainly depends on how many people she has to entertain.

Jiang Zhe thought for a moment and said, "If it can accommodate fifty people, it's almost the same."

She is based on the people who already have it.

should be about the same.

Jiang Xiruo returned to Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng saw the number of fifty and went to book a private room.

But I also know that there are a lot of people.

According to a table for ten people, there are enough people to sit at five tables.

No matter how Jiang Cheng counts, there will not be so many people.

Remembering what his wife and daughter had promised Jiang Zhe before, it was inconvenient for him to leave the seat so empty, so he specifically called one of his subordinates and asked him to bring a few more friends to the banquet tomorrow.

Avoid when the seat is empty, Jiang Zhe's face will not look good.

After Jiang Xiruo returned to Jiang Cheng, he still decided not to let Jiang Cheng post the money for this birthday party, and transferred a full amount of money to Jiang Cheng for him to accept.

Jiang Cheng was a little annoyed when he saw the transfer: "Who are you taking me for?"

"Xiao Zhe's birthday, I can't stand idly by as a little aunt. Besides, this is also what Dad means, how can I let you guys take care of it?"

"Since we promised this matter before, we mustn't believe it. Besides, the elder brother and sister-in-law are gone. It's not a big problem for me to take care of the daughter for them."

Jiang Cheng confiscated the money.

Jiang Xiruo refused, so he had to forget it for the time being.

She looked up at Jiang Zhe and was casually asking a question to Xia Enci.

Jiang Xiruo knew that Jiang Zhe's exam results were average, but she didn't dare to despise her in her grades.

After    finished speaking, Jiang Zhe got up and said, "Little aunt, I'll go pick up Xiao Meng."

Xiao Meng came by car overnight just to attend Jiang Zhe's birthday party tomorrow.

"I'll go too!" Xia Enci put on a scarf, "Let Xiao Meng sleep with me tonight."

"Then you guys slow down." Jiang Xiruo warned.

received Xiao Meng at the gate of the community, Xia Enci took her hand, "It's really cold, let's go, let's go home."

Xiao Meng was gentle and gentle and said with a smile, "So it turns out that Xiao Zhe's birthday is tomorrow."

"Yeah, my mother told Xiao Zhe."

Jiang Zhe took Xiao Meng's luggage and said, "Let's go."

After settling down Xiao Meng, Jiang Zhe went into his room.

She has something to deal with.

"Miss Z, are you online yet?" An anxious voice came from the opposite side.

Jiang Zhe replied casually: "Tell me, why is it so urgent."

The other party has been looking for her for two days, but has not said anything before.

"You also know that there has been a bit of friction between the two countries recently, and the situation has been very hot. Our company's crude oil and natural gas betting agreement was shorted in the international market and asked to forcibly liquidate the position. This time, if they are forcibly liquidated. If it goes away, the loss will reach a staggering $20 billion. It’s a fight between gods and mortals.”

The person who spoke across from him didn't know Jiang Zhe's true identity, but Jiang Zhe knew him very well.

His name is Meng Liao. He used to work in a Wall Street investment bank, and then he went home and inherited the banking industry, and then he moved to the financial market.

This kind of business made his worth soar, and he directly entered the top ten list of the world's richest people in a few years.

Jiang Zhe knew him very well because he had made several international funds in his bank before, and knew that he was not like some financial practitioners who only eat the money of small retail investors and small investors in the market, but beat capitalist powers violently. Take people's money.

So when I received his order on the dark web a few years ago, Jiang Zhe did it.

This has been done for several years, directly escorting Meng Liao's road to the world's richest man.

But people who do business like them are not afraid of anything, they are afraid of encountering large sums of money from the so-called traditional powers to chase and block them, go short and long, and forcibly liquidate their positions.

Usually those big capital and big institutions can’t move them, but once there is such an international emergency, they will be caught off guard, and the loss of book wealth usually starts at tens of billions of dollars.

These big funds and institutions can usually bring down the economic and financial structures of some small countries at any time.

Meng Liao is not easy to resist this deliberate financial shock.

If there is not enough capital or technology to pull up, these losses are real, one time is OK, but two more times, the company will directly fall into bankruptcy.

Meng Liao originally wanted to withdraw the funds as soon as possible, but as soon as the fire was fired, the funds were restricted and could not be taken out at all.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Zhe asked.

"Our money in the Bank of Neutral was frozen. Only by taking out this money can we save this forced liquidation. But the other party said that because of the fire, their system had made a mistake and could not mobilize our money. They also said that , unless we fix their bank's systems ourselves. Isn't that nonsense? How do we fix it? They did it on purpose!"

Meng Liao was sniped this time, and the whole person was very dry when he got angry.

If it wasn't for such a big thing, he wouldn't come to Jiang Zhe during the Chinese New Year.

"Oh, I'll try." Jiang Zhe responded with a sip.

Meng Liao was overjoyed. Generally, as long as Miss Z opens her mouth, she is at least 70 or 80 percent sure—but in fact, Jiang Zhe has never failed.

She said "I'll try it", which was almost like "I'll get it done".

Meng Liao calmed down.

Jiang Zhe hung up the phone, turned on his mobile phone, assembled it into a computer at will, and then began to enter the neutral country's banking system.

Sure enough, it was locked.

But this is not too difficult for Jiang Zhe.

Her fingers moved on the keyboard so fast that there was only an afterimage.

Soon, she hit the enter key, and then connected to Meng Liao: "They said that as long as the system is correct, you can transfer money?"

"Yup."

"Try to log in to the banking system."

Meng Liao logged in immediately. The transfer button was gray before, but now it has returned to green.

His transfer limit was also restored.

He quickly transferred all his money, because it was reasonable and legal to transfer his own money, and the system operation did not trigger any warning.

In just a few minutes, all the money was transferred to other bank accounts.

The plan of others to unite to forcibly liquidate his position was completely unsuccessful.

Money rises and falls in financial markets, often in the blink of an eye.

After Meng Liao made a big profit, he withdrew his funds in a low-key manner.

(end of this chapter)