Blossoms: Suppressing Shanghai, international tycoon Mr. Bao

"This time of turmoil, I don’t know how many factories will be unable to pay wages, and I don’t know how many families will not have enough to eat! A turmoil in the world may lead to the fragmentation of many families who cannot bear the turmoil."

A Bao looked at his uncle and said softly:"If I don't know, that's all. I understand.……"

"Just gotta do something."

My uncle looked at Ah Bao, and he looked at Ah Bao intently.

He once looked at Ah Bao just like himself when he was young, so heroic, so affectionate and righteous.

But today he looked at Ah Bao again. I saw something different in him, that is: the righteousness of the family and the country!

I dare not forget about the country even though I am humble!

This sentence even comes from"Sickness in the Book" written by Lu You in the Song Dynasty, in April of the third year of Chunxi, Emperor Xiaozong of the Song Dynasty, when Lu You was Fifty-two years old.

He was already old at the time and was ill for more than 20 days after he was dismissed from office. He moved to Huanhua Village southwest of Rongcheng. After recovering from the illness, he was still worried about the country. He stayed up late at night to read"Shi Shi Biao", swiping his pen and ink, and wrote Write this poem.

Throughout the ages, countless heroes have read this sentence and used it to warn themselves and encourage themselves.

"I don't dare to worry about my country because of my humble position. I still have to wait until the coffin is closed."

My uncle looked at Ah Bao, but did not answer him directly. He just asked:"What else?!

Abao smiled and said:"Also, do you have any friends in Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan that you are familiar with, trustworthy, who have national interests in mind, and who have capital market operation analysis?"!"

My uncle immediately laughed when he heard A Bao's words:"You want to make a market move?!"

"I'm not a saint! There is no lack of righteousness, but this does not prevent me from making a fortune! Abao blinked his eyes and said to his uncle:"Besides, only if I make more money can I be able to contribute a lot to solving our own crisis!""

My uncle pondered for a while, looked at Abao and said,"Then what are you going to do?!"

"The first is to involve their people and analyze with our domestic analysts whether a crisis will really break out. If so, we will do this wave of market together!"

A Bao looked at his uncle and said in a deep voice:"For this, I want two benefits!"

"you say!"

Uncle waved his hand to let A Bao speak, and A Bao was not polite:"First, our profits must be guaranteed. We discovered this matter first! If they want to do this, we want a profit of 15 points!"

"This is reasonable. If it is really analyzed that it is such a big wave of market conditions, they will not only avoid losses but also make a lot of money!"

My uncle pondered for a while and nodded:"What is the second request?!"

"My brother! Abao looked at his uncle and said,"I have a brother in Hong Kong Island. What I hope is that my brother can also be included!""

"Brothers fighting the tiger, father and son go into battle! I needed to find a way out for my brother."

My uncle nodded:"It makes sense!""

"Basically these two items, if the stock market crash is confirmed, we will talk about the others!"

A Bao smiled, and his uncle put away the relevant information and data on the table, put them in the bag and stood up.

"Let's go! Drive me there, quickly."

A Bao also stood up after hearing this and asked softly:"Where are you going?!"

"No. 27, the Bund, Foreign Trade Building!"

Listening to his uncle's sonorous and powerful words, Abao took a long breath.

Only he knew that one of the reasons why he asked his uncle to do this was to make him proud on the 27th!

Back then, my uncle Uncle was imprisoned after being reported by Section Chief Jin. He was once a celebrity in Building 27 and was good at dancing, but he ended up having to squat there for so many years.

To say that he didn’t have any knots in his heart would be a lie.

But Abao The second time he urged his uncle to go, the fundamental reason was that he remembered that his uncle once fought for him to buy an order for more than two hundred pairs of jeans at Wal-Mart, and even went so far as to go to see Section Chief Jin.

After waiting for several hours, the meeting Less than five minutes into his statement, he was directly interrupted.

He put aside his old face and did not hesitate to let go of his grudges, but what he got was sarcasm from Section Chief Jin.

In fact, every time he thought of this, Bao felt a sting in his heart.

He He doesn't want his uncle to sacrifice his old face for him. What he hopes is that his uncle can be upright and aboveboard, and walk into No. 27 again in The Return of the King!

Because... he can risk reporting the grudges that have been in jail for many years and even the end for himself. What a respectable uncle!

In fact, when A Bao himself watched"Flowers", he was a little disdainful of Mr. Bao. It was completely and purely wrong.

He was entangled with Reiko and had no intention of getting into trouble with him. Let’s make it clear. You are playing with the ambiguity. It’s the same with Wang Mingzhu. There are all kinds of pulling and pulling. Even Uncle Grandpa sacrificed his face and went to show off in front of Section Chief Jin to reserve a safe passage for him. On the surface, he said He didn't want to help Wang Mingzhu.

He secretly arranged for Lao Fan to pave the way for Wang Mingzhu. To be honest... if it were the current A Bao, he would have left in shame. If my uncle can throw away his face at the end, that is really the most benevolent thing..

The car quickly and slowly stopped in front of the huge towering building at No. 27 on the Bund. The uncle who got out of the car held the documents in his arms and looked at the building and suddenly felt filled with emotion.

Here , he was once the youngest and most promising trader.

He used to be a good dancer here, and his uncle used to call the shots here.

After parking the car, Abao walked slowly to his uncle and called softly:"Uncle.……"

Uncle Grandpa finally came back to his senses and couldn't help but smile to himself.

After all, as I get older, I can’t help but start to reminisce about the past.

"Walk!"

My uncle said a word and slowly walked into the foreign trade building with A Bao.

Nothing here has changed, not even the position of the concierge.

It's just that the people staying inside are no longer familiar to my uncle. Lao Chiang

"Who are you looking for?!"

The concierge looked a little annoyed at the old man. As the concierge of the Foreign Trade Building, he also had a proud attitude. The seventh-rank official in front of the Prime Minister's door!

Abao just glanced at the concierge coldly. The concierge was originally so impatient. The tone was immediately withdrawn.

Although his uncle was wearing a slightly old Chinese tunic suit, A Bao had an extraordinary bearing! The style that his uncle had given him was reflected at this moment.

With this style, following a man wearing Behind the old man in Chinese tunic suit, the concierge was unsure of their identity.

At this time, my uncle slowly said:"Where is Lao Jiang?!"