God of Rebirth Trader

"I can understand that you are threatening me?" After hearing this, Chen Jie, instead of compromising, asked in a cold voice.

How dare a foreigner be so arrogant? When he first arrived in Xiangjiang, the British often bullied and dominated the market. Now the Americans are threatening him again. Damn it!

"NO NO NO! Mr. Chen Jie, we just want to cooperate with you." Jones shrugged, he already had a chance to win.

Although Infinite Company has a certain reputation in Hong Kong and has barely reached an asset value of one billion US dollars, for the Rockefeller Foundation, it is not even one thousandth!

In terms of influence, no Wall Street institution can compare with the infinite companies.

Can an ant shake an elephant?

The answer is obvious.

Just when Jones thought Chen Jie would apologize immediately and cry out and agree to cooperate, Chen Weidong, who had been silent, asked: "Mr. Jones, what if we refuse to cooperate? What will happen?"

"Haha, it won't happen. It's just that you will go bankrupt." Jones threatened blatantly, as if bankrupting a company was such an easy thing.

The organization he represents definitely has the strength to crush this company called Infinity like an ant.

For example, mobilizing some funds to attack the stocks they hold, or asking those "partners" in Hong Kong to cut off their "network" at critical moments...

Don’t forget that this is Hong Kong. Although the British have left, foreign investment is still everywhere!

Chen Jie's face was livid with anger, and his hands couldn't help but tremble. He wanted to get angry, but he didn't dare because he knew the consequences of doing so.

Not to mention whether it will be targeted by international financial giants, even many financial institutions in Hong Kong will secretly stumble.

After all, how can it be possible that the only people shorting the stock market are foreigners?

Finance has always been cold-blooded!

As long as there is enough profit motivation, how many people can maintain a firm position?

"Mr. Jones, it seems we have no choice." After thinking about this, Chen Jie slumped down on the sofa, seemingly resigned to his fate.

"Haha, Mr. Chen Jie, happy to cooperate!" Jones showed a happy smile on his face, and even wanted to stand up and shake hands with Chen Jie.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Jones, in this business society, you don't want to be empty-handed, right?" Chen Weidong said suddenly.

How many fucking candies do you have to give to the Japanese to lead the way? Now the Americans don’t give them anything, but they want them to charge into the battle with just one sentence?

"Oh! I'm very sorry, of course not. If you have any requests, please feel free to put them forward as long as we can fulfill them." Jones cursed in his heart, he was really overly excited. There really is no free lunch in the world.

In fact, he didn't mind Chen Weidong's request, because human nature is greedy, and appropriate exchange of equal value can make the interests of both parties more secure.

"We need several precision CNC machine tools...and laser interferometers..."

"Impossible! These high-end equipment are strictly prohibited from export by the United States!"

Before Chen Weidong could finish speaking, Jones jumped up from the sofa and yelled loudly, almost spitting on Chen Weidong's face.

"Then there's no need to talk. You can't even meet this request, and you still say that you are a representative of the Rockefeller Foundation? I don't think you are pretending to be one!" Chen Weidong was also angry, and he didn't want to give up any blood. Who the hell would do it?

You do the work!

"Two gentlemen, please change your conditions. This is really difficult to deal with." Jones also realized his gaffe, calmed down a little, and said helplessly.

He was cursing like crazy in his heart. These two country bumpkins didn't understand anything. What they just talked about included several extremely high-precision equipment that Batumi has banned from exporting!

Although the Batumi organization has been officially disbanded a few years ago, the list of prohibited items it formulated was still inherited by the Wassenaar Agreement and continues to this day.

The purpose of the agreement is to impose a technological blockade on some countries so that they will never be able to catch up with developed countries in some important industries.

"Mr. Jones, we only want this, otherwise there is no need to talk." Chen Weidong said firmly.

Our country is far behind in mechanical processing, especially the processing capabilities of CNC machine tools. Even Russia, which lags behind Western countries, is at least ten years ahead of us.

And this processing capability is the real strategic strength! It is directly related to whether we can produce precision products and produce advanced weapons and equipment.

Now that Chen Weidong has a lot of money, he just wants to develop something that we don’t have yet, which requires the support of a sufficiently advanced industrial chain.

Besides, he will have to return to the mainland sooner or later...

"Mr. Chen, do you think so too?" Jones said to Chen Jie with a frosty face and an unkind tone.

Originally, he thought that after entering the sheepfold, he could catch a few sheep and have a feast, but he didn't expect that the other party was a greedy hungry wolf, and even wanted to take a bite of his flesh!

"That's right, these are our only demands. Otherwise, even if we lose all our money, we won't let you short the Hong Kong dollar smoothly." Chen Jie blew out a puff of smoke, which made Jones cough.

Chen Weidong smiled strangely, lay down directly on the sofa, and said: "Mr. Jones, don't you know that we have also participated in sniping the Korean Won. Although we don't make much money, we still create some trouble for you in the stock market.

OK."

Now that foreigners have come to their door on their own initiative, they really can't justify Chen Weidong's refusal.

From Chen Weidong's point of view, since you are the one who takes the initiative to seek me out and ask for help from me, if I don't take something from you, then who knows whether this kind of opportunity will appear again in the future!

Jones laughed angrily, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, he would be threatened in turn. No matter how well-educated he was, he couldn't help but curse: "Aren't you afraid of becoming a pauper? Crazy! You are really crazy!

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"pauper?"

"Haha." Chen Jie glanced at Chen Weidong as if mocking himself, and said lightly: "Mr. Jones, you may not know that two years ago we were the real paupers, eating the cheapest lunch boxes and living in less than ten square meters.

Mi’s small room... People like us, even if we are bankrupt and lose everything, we can just go back to our hometown to farm."

Of course, a middle-class and elite person like Jones who comes from a privileged family would not understand the Chinese people's idea of ​​"go home and farm when you go bankrupt."

Because in the United States, it is impossible not to have money. Once you go bankrupt and your class declines, all your property will be taken away by the bank and you will be left as a homeless person, which is worse than death.

This leads to the fact that you can often hear TV media reports about XXX people in the financial sector who jumped from high-rise buildings to restart their lives because of failed investments.

Facing two rogue gamblers, Jones sat on the sofa and was extremely angry. He didn't expect that the other gamblers didn't even care about money.

His threats have lost any effect.

"Mr. Jones, if you have nothing else to do, you can go back." Chen Jie directly issued an eviction order. There was no need to be polite to these foreigners.

Don’t even look at who is begging whom now?