Hong Kong Island Old Events

Peninsula Hotel.

He Dingxian held the deck of cards in his hand, pulled out a pair, and threw it on the table: "There will be a few young people I want to meet later. They are stock brokers and are responsible for dealing with British capital."

"Brother Xian."

"Isn't Feng Jingxi a stock god?"

Lei Luo was wearing a suit and a loose tie, casually hanging around his neck, and he also made a pair to follow.

"Mr. Feng is from Hang Seng. He took a share of Hang Seng last time, which makes me feel a little uncomfortable." He Dingxian said with a smile: "Oriental Bank has cultivated some talents who should be promoted."

Zeng Shaoke nodded: "Yes."

"The stock market should be in your own hands. You should know how much you make and how much you lose."

"Can you trust it?"

Lei Luo crushed the cigarette out in the glass jar and blew out a long puff of mist.

"Give it a try."

"This is an opportunity for young people to make a name for themselves." He Dingxian said with a warm expression.

First floor.

hotel lobby.

Qiu Degen was wearing a suit and tie, and strode into the hotel door with a hurried look. Six handsome young men wearing glasses, looking elegant and well-dressed were sitting on the sofa. When they saw Mr. Qiu arriving, they quickly stood up and lined up to greet him: "Mr. Qiu."

"Mr. Qiu."

After Qiu De even shook hands with the six people, he glanced around the crowd and said solemnly: "The bosses are playing cards upstairs. Come up and meet them."

"There's a big list."

Sima Xiang was not tall and had sharp eyes. He nodded gently: "Yes, Mr. Qiu."

"Let's go."

Qiu De took six people upstairs.

"Having several brokers specialize in trading for us will give us more power in the stock market. We can make some money by raising the stock price and buying low and selling high." He Dingxian threw the dragon into the card table and clapped his hands. Laughed and said: "Hahaha."

"Give me money."

"Give me money."

Lei Luo looked helpless, took out a few rolls of Hong Kong dollars and threw them to the opposite side: "Brother Xian, are you ever so lucky?"

"Brother Luo."

"Brother Xian is good at poker." Zeng Shaoke smiled and gave the money.

He Dingxian happily put away the money.

Lei Luo sighed and said, "Uncle Li, come here."

"You brat, you don't want to give up money, are you thinking about my pension?" Chen Li was standing aside drinking with Ge Bai. Hearing this, he put down his red wine glass and walked to the card table: "Get out of the way, get out of the way."

Lei Luo gave up his seat to Chen Li, went to the wine cabinet, picked up a box of cigars, selected one and trimmed it with a cigar cutter. Zeng Shaoke had just finished shuffling the cards, and He Dingxian heard the footsteps at the door and smiled: "Here we come."

"Da da da."

There was a knock on the door, and Qiu De shouted: "Big boss, I have brought a few young people to see you."

"come in."

He Dingxian said loudly.

Qiu Degen pushed the door open and led six young people into the room. They stood in the living room facing the card table and bowed together: "Big boss."

Zeng Shaoke divided the cards.

Ge Bai, Lei Luo, and Jiang Zuhui all glanced at the six young people. Sima Xiang, who was taking the lead, became nervous for a while. Huang Shitong, Chen Zhan, Mai Shengyun, Ma Zhuoqun, and Lin Rundong all had sullen faces, their emotions written on their faces.

"What do you call it?"

He Dingxian crossed his legs, held a cigar in his mouth, and looked at the six young people with eyes full of scrutiny. Among them, the short man who took the lead was the oldest, at least thirty-five years old. The remaining Huang Shitong, Ma Zhuoqun, and Mai Shengyun were all in their early thirties. Chen Zhan and Lin Rundong looked younger, probably in their mid-twenties.

Qiu De introduced the names of the six people and added: "These six are all young people with the best performance and the best vision among Chinese stockbrokers in the past five years. Mr. Situ Xiang graduated from Harvard and also Worked on Wall Street.”

Situ Xiang wore glasses and bowed slightly when he heard the words.

Lei Luo turned to Ge Bai and asked, "Where is Harvard?"

"Are you studying Buddhist scriptures?"

Ge Bai laughed loudly: "This is one of the best universities in the United States."

"oh"

"A top student." Lei Luo suddenly realized.

He Dingxian played his cards and said, "Do you recognize us?"

These six stockbrokers have been around the financial market all year round and have personally experienced the financial war half a year ago. How could they not recognize the people in front of them? Although there are some people who are not involved in the business world, they are also high-ranking officials who often appear in newspapers.

The six people nodded in unison, and He Dingxian smiled and said: "Let me introduce myself. We are all shareholders of Oriental Bank. We suffered some losses in the financial war half a year ago. We want to find British banks to get back our face. We want to hand over the stock market handicap." Everyone, set up a trading group specifically to make profits from acquiring foreign banks for us. Are you interested in helping us?"

Sima Xiang, Huang Shitong, Chen Zhan and others all looked excited and could not hide their excitement. They were trading for Chinese capital to attack foreign banks. What an ambitious move? Not to mention the trading rake, any bonus given by the big boss is enough to make them rich for the rest of their lives.

The key is to get in touch with a few big bosses. In the future, there will be support on Hong Kong Island, so there is no need to worry about running out of funds.

There is no need to be afraid of retaliation.

Although the six of them are ordinary wage earners, it is still difficult to curry favor with political forces, and once they satisfy the big bosses, they may become the royal traders of Chinese capital. At the very least, he is also the official trader of the Guangdong Chamber of Commerce and Oriental Bank.

This status is not enough to separate them from ordinary stock brokers, and they have the influence to interfere in the financial market.

Help Chinese capital fight British capital.

How just!

"Boss He, bosses, as professional brokers, we have seen the stock prices of many Chinese-owned companies plummet some time ago, and many good companies have declared bankruptcy, ruining their future development value." Sima Xiang, as the most famous among the six, the most A capable person, acting as a representative, said: "We are also heartbroken because a good company can not only make money, but also promote the development of the city and the brokerage system."

"It is our ideal in the industry to help bosses make Chinese-funded enterprises bigger and stronger and contribute to Chinese-funded enterprises."

Huang Shitong said: "Yes."

"Our ideal is to use financial tools to help Chinese companies do well and expand the financial power of Chinese people on Hong Kong Island."

He Dingxian laughed when he heard this and said: "Young people have ideals, are handsome, and speak nicely."

Chen Li grinned beside him and said, "It's so comfortable to speak so well. Back then, I accepted a street boy as my apprentice. Damn, he forced me to take the blame, and he was so arrogant."

Zeng Shaoke, Cai Zhaoguang, and Jiang Zuhui all laughed.

He Dingxian shook his head, lit a cigarette, looked at the Landowners Association members in front of him, and smiled gradually. If he didn't know what kind of birds the six people were, he might still believe in Ideal, but Ideal is a bitch, always giving people a round of sex!

Perhaps Sima Xiang and Huang Shitong really have an ideal to help Chinese capital become stronger as they said, but how long can this ideal last? In the future, how will the organization that controls the stock market, manipulate stock prices, and make profits illegally come into being?

It is nothing more than realizing that you have status, ability, and dedication, and starting to ask for rewards from society with peace of mind. In fact, when Qiu Degen handed the information of the six people to He Dingxian, He Dingxian was a little surprised, but thought it was reasonable.

Landowners will!

An underground banker organization that gained a reputation during the stock market crash in the 1960s and led Chinese capital out of trouble. From the 1990s to the new millennium, it secretly controlled prices, misappropriated funds, and illegally speculated. It is indeed time for an underground banker organization to show its prowess.

If they don't get up, they won't have a chance to get up. As for why he had to wait until he was looking for someone for the landlord to surface? In fact, it is very simple. The real landlord is just a wage earner. He has neither the ability to save Chinese capital from the stock market crash in the 1960s nor the strength to make trouble in the 1990s. The so-called stock broker is actually an intermediary, and the intermediary sells time. , sell information, sell technical services, what can we do to save Chinese capital?

Where does the money come from?

If stock brokers can save Chinese capital, or real estate brokers can save the property market? When the real estate market is in a downturn, why do we only see real estate agents complaining and complaining about how they can't afford it, but why don't we see real estate agents cheering up and raising property prices?

Fuck you.

The Landowners Association is just a tool. Whether it is the stock market crash in the 1960s or illegal profits in the future, they are actually serving the bosses behind the scenes. At most, the Landowners Association relies on the influence of the boss and has a considerable status in the industry. Others are afraid of the Landowners Association, not the six people, but the boss behind the scenes. In the movie, Sima Xiang and Huang Shitong are nothing more than pawns who take the blame for their boss and then throw it away casually.

ICAC, the Anti-Corruption Division, and the landlords have been investigating for so long, but they still can't get behind the bosses, which shows how powerful the bosses behind the scenes are. It is possible that he thought Sima Xiang and Huang Shitong were old, ambitious, and unruly, and deliberately tortured them to death. If you are determined to save a few people, it will definitely not be a problem for the landlord to continue passing on the legacy.

Therefore, He Dingxian didn't have to consider the ideals and positions of a few people at all. He was just six high-level workers with excellent professional skills. Due to their reputation, if they were used well, they would be used first. If they were not used well, they would be replaced casually.

Because he is the boss of the Landlords Association!

Here, the Landowners Association just works for the "Qianzhuang Association"

Ge Bai, Lei Luo, Jiang Zuhui, Cai Zhaoguang and others will be the most mysterious and powerful members of the Asian financial community in the future, and are called the "Bank Club" by upper-class societies everywhere. He also took advantage of the boss's pause to carefully observe the six young people.

Just like the Landowners' Association never calls itself the Landowners' Association, in fact, the financial community in Hong Kong now has the name "Qianzhuanghui", but it's just that Ge Bai, Lei Luo and others never think of themselves as "Qianzhuanghui".

They just used money banks to start their own business and make profits in the financial industry.

They are Asirs!

"good."

He Dingxian threw the cards in his hand on the table and beckoned: "Ah Geng, you stay here to talk to them about the specific plan. I have an appointment with Lady Bird and Councilor Ye to have Western food in the evening. In addition, this box is for you to rent for a long time. Now that we're here, don't worry about the money, just leave the house account."

"The cards and chips on the table are for you to play with." He said to Qiu Degeng and pointed to the table with his finger. Sima Xiang and Huang Shitong couldn't help showing greed in their eyes. There were at least two or three hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars on it.

Immediately, he straightened his suit and strode out, followed by Ge Bai, Lei Luo, Jiang Zuhui and others.

Lan Gang, who was guarding the door, saw the big guys coming out. He patted a young police officer beside him and said, "Ating, you are responsible for following them and protecting their safety from now on."

A Ting looked capable, looked at the door, nodded and said: "Don't worry, boss."