Pamper Eighties

Basically, just after Mengmeng took the college entrance examination, Brother Rui came to her and said mysteriously: "There is a financial turmoil in Southeast Asia. I think the Hong Kong stock market has a chance. Mengmeng, do you want to go to Hong Kong with me?"

Mengmeng looked at him in amazement and couldn't help asking, "How do you know? You can predict the future?"

Of course, Brother Rui can predict the future, but this time, he has good reasons.

He took out a dark green English book, turned to one of the pages, and motioned Mengmeng to read it.

"This is "Popular Internationalism" written by Paul Grugman. It was published last year. He wrote in the book that there will definitely be a Southeast Asian financial crisis this year. This person is very capable. I don't think he can speak it. wrong."

Mengmeng thought that Brother Rui was crazy. She could understand the content of the book, but she couldn't believe it.

"On the basis of a foreigner's prediction, you can conclude that there is a financial turmoil? What if what he said is false?" she questioned.

A mysterious smile flashed in Brother Rui's eyes, so fast that Mengmeng couldn't see clearly, he said confidently, "Give me a month, and I will prove it to you."

Now that a month has passed, Mengmeng's college entrance examination results have come out, and news from Indonesia is also coming continuously. At the beginning of this month, Indonesia's currency was suddenly shorted, and the exchange rate fell by 17% overnight. !

This situation, even people who don't understand finance, know that this is a precursor to a financial crisis.

Mengmeng admires Brother Di Rui, and when everyone is unwilling to believe it, he can tell the truth just by the content of a book. This ability is really amazing.

The rest of the Feng family and Zhang family also looked at Brother Rui with the eyes of monsters.

Madam Feng stared at Brother Rui and felt that this child was really smart. She said in shock, "When Brother Rui just told me, I didn't believe it. Now, it seems that this financial crisis or something is still going on. It's really going to happen."

"That's right," Mrs. Zhang continued her words and continued: "Brother Rui, are you ready for the operation you said before? Then let's go to Hong Kong quickly, it will be too late. already."

Others also agreed, and they all admired Brother Rui very much. They felt that at a young age, he could live more clearly and see clearly than most of them. He was able to pinpoint such a big event, and they no longer had any doubts.

This time, Brother Rui is completely justified. With an economic master in front of him, he can use other people's prophecies to benefit himself.

After listening to the opinions of everyone present, he said calmly: "It's time to prepare, and it will take time to get the documents. When we go to Hong Kong, I estimate that after the Indonesian side has done things, it will be Hong Kong's turn. catch up."

Everyone agrees very much, didn't you hear Brother Rui saying that saving Hong Kong is saving the mainland, Hong Kong has just returned, and they are helping Hong Kong at this time. return.

After the two families have discussed it, they will split up and take action, applying for passports and trusting relationships. It is not so easy to get a visa for Hong Kong. There must be a quota.

In the end, the old Feng family used Su Wan's maiden family to get a dozen precious quotas. On the day they got the visa, they almost cried with joy, because it was not easy.

Time was running out, and the family hurried to Hong Kong.

They took a plane to Shenzhen and passed through the Luohu port. When they got there, their old friend, Shi Mingwu, came to receive them immediately.

Shi Mingwu has now received the ordination and returned to Hong Kong to become his monk, but when he saw Brother Rui, he still looked like that hippie smile.

"Come on, buddy." He has been in the mainland for a long time, and he has already learned their words. In his accent, he also carries the local dialect of Taoyuan Village.

He hugged Brother Rui's shoulder, patted him vigorously, and finally let go of him and said, "I have followed your instructions to help you deposit the money in the bank. You said that the stock index you asked me to buy for you, I I bought it too, how is it, brother, am I being nice to you?"

Brother Rui nodded and said, "Very good, when I earn money, I will treat you to a seafood dinner, hahaha..."

Shi Mingwu was so angry that he just wanted to beat him. He was a monk, and he wanted to be ordained.

Brother Rui finally stopped joking about him, and said seriously: "Mingwu, I owe you a favor. If there is anything in the future, I need to use my brother. Just say it, I promise not to frown."

Shi Mingwu didn't care about this, he waved his hand, and suddenly said slyly: "My master heard your plan and said that he would leave the temple property to me to take care of, and let me learn investment from you. Whatever I bought, I'll buy it too, A Rui, don't let me lose money."

"Oh, so you..." Brother Rui looked at him admiringly, not knowing whether it was his admiration for him or his master, in short, he said, "Don't worry, just follow me to make money, no Make you suffer."

Passing through the Luohu Port, there is nothing unusual about this Hong Kong. There is only a so-called subway. In the eyes of the Feng Zhang family, this is a train.

While waiting for the subway, Mrs. Feng looked around and said, "Hong Kong people also take the train? Isn't it that Hong Kong's housing prices are too expensive? Why don't you build a few houses around here?"

Shi Mingwu recited a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, there are already plans to build public housing, and it will be good in the future. Hong Kong not only has trains, but also small boats. In the countryside on Lantau, minibuses are still used. "

Madam Feng was amazed when she heard it. Her impression of Hong Kong completely subverted her previous imagination. She thought that Hong Kong was so tall and high, but she did not expect to have such a down-to-earth place.

Others are not much better than her. The old man of the two families is more able to pretend, and he is like a normal person.

Dawa Erwa and Mengmeng are young, they can't pretend. They are very curious about everything in Hong Kong. This city that used to only exist in imagination is now about to unfold before their eyes.

The subway came soon. With Shi Mingwu's guidance, they boarded the subway smoothly and were lucky to have a seat.

Madam Feng pulled Mengmeng and sat in the rearmost position of the carriage, and whispered to her.

"The quality of Hong Kong people is high. As soon as I came up, several people wanted to give up my seat. How is this possible with us."

It's not that Mrs. Feng wants to bury the people in her hometown, but she has also been to many places in China. No one will give up her seat to this old man, whether it is Beijing, Shanghai or Shenzhen. You can see the difference from the inside.

"People in China, it will take some time to catch up with Hong Kong," she said.

The subway opened slowly, neither too fast nor too slow, so that Mrs. Feng and the others could have a chance to enjoy the scenery of Hong Kong.

On the way from Sheung Shui to Sha Tin, there is still a lot of green outside the window. There are even farmland in many places with vegetables grown on it, and there are not many houses.

After passing Kowloon, the scenery suddenly changed. Various high-rise buildings gradually increased. The road on the street became narrower and narrower. The subway entered the underground passage, and the window turned dark instantly.

Just looking at it like this was enough to surprise Old Madam Feng and the others.

"I'll be darling, no wonder people keep saying that Hong Kong is very developed. I think it's even more developed than Beijing and Shanghai. Look at the building just now, how tall it is."

Madam Feng didn't want to be so ignorant, but she was indeed ignorant. She had never been to Hong Kong.

Mengmeng didn't say anything, but she also thought so. Just based on this glimpse, the prosperity of Hong Kong has exceeded her imagination.

When they got to Kowloon Tong, they had to transfer to the subway, and after three trips, they finally reached their destination, the Exchange Square on Harbour View Street, Central.

"Ouch, oops." As soon as Mrs. Feng walked out of the subway entrance, she was dizzy by the high-rise buildings on the street.

She twirled in place twice, her eyes almost falling out of the window, and then she supported Mengmeng's arm and said, "The building here is too high, too many, it looks like a forest, tsk tsk. The road is also covered with cement, so clean. The people here are so good-looking, but they are still not as beautiful as you, Mengmeng."

Madam Feng looked at the beautiful girls passing by her, and once again opened her eyes.

Most of the people she saw in the mainland were disheartened. Even though they had been loving dressing up in recent years, they still had a rustic look. They were like the beauties in Hong Kong. Dress lightly.

The eldest baby and the second baby didn't dare to look at passers-by with their eyes. They were worried that if they were not careful, they saw those white arms and legs, and even the belly button! God, make them two young lads feel uncomfortable.

Brother Rui and Shi Mingwu were very comfortable.

Brother Rui, he only has Mengmeng in his eyes, everyone except Mengmeng is like air, and he can't see it at all.

As for Shi Mingwu, he grew up in Hong Kong since he was a child, and he has long been used to it, not to mention that he is a monk. It is estimated that those beautiful women are like pink skeletons in his eyes.

Old Man Feng and Old Man Zhang are even more uncomfortable than their grandchildren. In order to express their grandeur, they even wore suits, which made them seem particularly stupid against the backdrop of Hong Kong people.

Look at the Hong Kong people around here, they all wear the most common t-shirts and polo shirts, and their pants are also shorts and jeans. They are very casual, which makes them very incompatible.

They looked at their son's clothes, and they felt very upset. Feng Yimin and Zhang Guangming were both dressed like Hong Kong people. Only the two old men wore suits, which was really stupid.

Old man Feng couldn't stay any longer. He felt that the people around him were looking at him with strange eyes, and he quickly urged Shi Mingwu.

"Where's the hotel you booked? Take us there. I'm going to take off my clothes. It's too hot."

Madam Feng laughed at him secretly: "Well, I told him not to wear so much to go out. He must not listen, and he must pretend to be a big head. Now he can't stand it."

The weather in Hong Kong is hot. Madam Feng was wearing only one dress, and she couldn't help breathing, not to mention that Old Man Feng's inner and outer layers were suffocated, and he still had long sleeves. He wasn't uncomfortable, who was uncomfortable.

The hotel was booked by Shi Mingwu, he held back a smile and said, "Uncle, it's not far from here, you come with me."

He led the group to the famous Marriott Hotel. Standing in front of the hotel, he could still see Victoria Harbour. Its 27-story height and its majestic shape all told its story. luxury.

Of course, Mrs. Feng and the others were very satisfied with such a hotel. They opened the top-of-the-line suite, facing the blue sea, and they were in a good mood.

They dressed up here for a long time, changed into new clothes, and finally walked out the door to visit the Hong Kong Stock Exchange.

This is where they will make money in the future, so they have to do a good research first.

This legendary stock exchange did not live up to their expectations. It was quite high and large. It firmly occupied the most elite place in Central, so that everyone who passed by could not help but feel for it. shock.

No, Mrs. Feng stood downstairs, her neck was sore, and she was able to see the whole picture of the building.

"I see that this building is the tallest and largest among all the surrounding buildings, and the space is still spacious."

She couldn't tell how many times this was the first time she felt emotional. In just half a day, she had seen too many shocks.

Whether it's those towering skyscrapers, or the narrow road full of traffic, or the handsome men and women on the road, or even those various advertising signs, Mrs. Feng can be deeply shocked, this, It is Hong Kong.

They came late today, the stock exchange was closed, the two families went back with regrets, and only continued to visit the next day.

Brother Rui brought all the documents. He came to confirm today. He had already entrusted Shi Mingwu to help him open an account and buy stocks. Now he is coming to see his securities manager.

The manager's surname is He, but he prefers to be called by his English name, John.

He is only in his thirties, but he has more than ten years of experience in manipulating securities. He looks quite elite, his hair is combed smoothly, and he is also wearing a tight three-piece suit with a sturdy three-piece suit around his neck. Wearing a tie and looking so professional, one can't help but want to trust him.

He was very skillful when he opened his mouth: "Mr. Zhang, I have been managing your account for you, and I have already made a profit for you, 2,354,000. I'm talking about Hong Kong dollars."

He thought that this number would surprise the guests, but he didn't expect Brother Rui to be very calm.

Brother Rui just nodded his head slightly, indicating that he knew it, and then knocked on the table in front of him and said, "John, I'm coming to Hong Kong this time, and I have a big move. Let me introduce a few people to you."

He took turns introducing the old Feng family to John, and then pointed to the old man Feng and said, "My grandfather also wants to open an account to speculate in stocks. The combined funds of our two families exceed 300 million US dollars. We are going to leave it to you to take care of it. John, are you confident?"

John was so shocked that he almost fell off his chair. He didn't even think that the strength of this group of guests was so strong. Didn't they come from the mainland? When did mainlanders become so rich?

In John's career, he had never operated such a large amount of money, and he couldn't help but feel swayed.

You must know that the past experience of a securities manager is very helpful to his future career development. They not only have to fight for performance and profits, but also desperately try to win over funds and make more money in the accounts they manage. This directly represents their abilities.

If this fund is handed over to him, then he will instantly become one of the golden brokers in Hong Kong. The benefits cannot be explained clearly, but there is a premise that there must be profits. If not, then it is Smelly street.

John swallowed his saliva, loosened his bow tie and said with difficulty breathing: "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Feng, thank you very much for your trust in me, I will do my best to protect your $300 million and strive to achieve profitability as soon as possible. "

Brother Rui waved his hand at him, "I don't need you, I already have a plan to trade, John, you just need to do as I say, understand?"

John was once again surprised by him. This guest was too bold, and he actually wanted to manipulate such a huge amount of money. Even a professional with more than ten years of experience would not dare to say such a big thing.

He kindly persuaded him and said: "Mr. Zhang, I believe you are very powerful, but professional things should be done by professional people. I have practiced in the Hong Kong Stock Exchange for more than ten years, and I have never missed a beat. I think you You can trust me."

Brother Rui was very satisfied with him, so he said to him patiently: "It's not your problem, I have the final say on how the money will be used. I can make an agreement with you, it's not your fault if you lose. If you win, how much commission should I give you, I will give you that much commission."

John didn't expect that there would be such a good thing. It sounded like he had no loss at all. He wanted to agree, but he was afraid of any traps. After all, he was betting on more than ten years of work experience and future. Get up.

Brother Rui saw his contradiction, so he took the initiative to propose a suggestion: "You don't have to worry, John, we mainlanders say that you don't need to be suspicious, and you don't need to be suspicious. Since I dare to give you the money, it proves that I trust you. You. In this way, if you are worried, we can also write that sentence into the contract. "

John was almost moved to tears, such a considerate and considerate employer, let him go to find wow, and immediately agreed.

It wasn't until he opened an account for Old Man Feng and helped them deposit money into the account that John tentatively asked, "Mr. Zhang, I think you are a very planned person, so why don't you do it yourself? What I want to say is, why did you choose me?"

Brother Rui smiled slightly. He looked through the window in front of him and looked at the Victoria Harbour in the distance and said, "Because you said that professional things should be done by professional people, isn't that the case?"

John couldn't ask anything, so he had to change the subject with a smile on his face. They stayed in the negotiation room for a long time, and exchanged a lot of opinions with each other, before John got up and sent them away.

As soon as she walked out of the building, Erwa couldn't wait to say, "Wow, A Rui, you were so powerful just now, I don't look like you anymore."

Brother Rui laughed again, and now it seems that he is still the former Zhang Sirui, as if the one in the stock exchange is not the real him.

Erwa studied economics and still has some knowledge of the stock market. In Shanghai, he also manipulated the stock market himself, but he was still very curious about Rui Geer.

"Arui, haven't you made a plan? Then why don't you do it yourself? Why give money to that John?"

Before Brother Rui had time to answer, Old Man Feng tapped Erwa on the head and said, "Stupid, do we have to take the money we made in Hong Kong back to China? Of course, we want to stay here and not give it to others. Do you have to take care of it yourself? If you are exhausted, it is easy to be discovered."

Erwa really didn't understand this time. He scratched his hair and asked his grandfather, "I don't understand. Isn't it good that we can earn money and take it back to China? We can't come to Hong Kong often."

When old man Feng heard these words, his eyes could not help but become darker. He stared at the trading square where people came and went, and a fox-like smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hong Kong has returned, and it will be China's territory in the future. There will definitely be a day when we can come when we want. If we don't take advantage of laying a foundation here now, we will regret it in the future."

Old man Feng is very clever. He has long been optimistic about the future of Hong Kong. Yesterday, he heard Shi Mingwu say that many people here are afraid of returning, but on the eve of the return, they are scrambling to sell their properties to immigrate. He thinks those people are stupid Eggs, there will be places for them to regret in the future.

The old Zhang family thought about the same as him, and Rui Ge'er had more success.

This time, when he opened an account, he borrowed several layers of shells, which made it difficult for people to trace him. By handing over the money to John, he could hide behind the scenes and secretly manipulate John to buy it. The result is the same. , and more secure, why not?

As for the commission for John, compared to the money he's about to earn, it's even more drizzle.

In this way, the money of the old Feng family and the old Zhang family is in place, just waiting for the opportunity that Brother Rui said, and they are making a lot of money.

The waiting time is usually very long, but for the two families who have just arrived in Hong Kong, it would have been a little longer.

Hong Kong is really fun, and there are many delicious food, all of which are very suitable for Mrs. Feng and their tastes.

Today, they can take a boat to visit Victoria Harbour, have a delicious morning tea in Tsim Sha Tsui, and then go to the Rose Cathedral in Tsim Sha Tsui to see the liveliness, and then stroll around there and buy things. During the day, they will quietly past.

Tomorrow, they can leave the hotel early again, go for a walk on Taiping Mountain, and enjoy the magnificent scenery of half of Hong Kong, especially the area of ​​Victoria Harbour, which is even more shocking when viewed from a high altitude. Photo.

After visiting Taiping Mountain, they took the cable car and went down to the bottom of the mountain. At this time, they can go to eat a delicious three-star Michelin meal. In a high-end atmosphere, the music is melodious, and there are gentle waiters and delicious food. The delicious food, such a day, is really not a fairy.

The third day, the fourth day...they have different programs every day, and they don't have any duplicates. No wonder Mrs. Feng said that Hong Kong is a paradise for the rich, and it's great here.

Days slipped away day by day, and finally came to what Brother Rui said, the decisive battle.