Rebirth of Hong Kong's tycoons, shorting Eagle Sauce

Wang Lei was slightly surprised when he learned about the series of investments made by the richest man Li in Eagle Country.

He originally wanted to block the Li family's funds in Eagle Country, but he didn't expect that old man Li would dig such a big hole for himself.

Eagle Country was in decline after World War II.

The Western States, led by Germany, banded together to establish pan-European economic integration, hoping to compete with the United States.

At that time, the euro had not yet been born, and countries were unwilling to give up their own currencies, but they were willing to link their currencies to each other instead of letting the market determine the exchange rate.

It is estimated that even if Li was beaten to death, he would not have thought that Eagle Country would be so stupid as to join the Pan-European Economic Organization two years later and link the exchange rate of the pound to the Deutsche Mark.

The oil crisis, the fall of the Berlin Wall, the disintegration of the Big Goose...

Economic recession became the general trend!

Then the German economy took a sharp turn for the worse.

When the heroic and mighty British people were fighting the economic recession, the hands of the British Empire were trapped and could only watch.

Then, the Proton Fund's Lao Suo emerged, and the short-selling giant became famous in one battle.

Those who have read Sun Tzu's Art of War must have heard of it: Besiege three and leave one, and besiege the army.

He originally just wanted to trick the richest man Li, but he didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to dig a pit for him and jump into it.

Thinking of this, he smiled and shook his head.

Just when he was stunned, Chief Zhao turned the steering wheel to the end, and Zhao Ling was thrown into Wang Lei's arms while swaying from side to side.

Zhao Ling's face couldn't help but blush to her ears. She just wanted to sit in her original position, but was hugged tightly by Wang Lei, the dishonest guy.

Chief Zhao, who was concentrating on driving on the winding mountain road, didn't notice the abnormality in the back seat.

Wang Lei's hands also began to be dishonest.

This sneaky feeling was particularly stimulating.

Zhao Ling felt the numbness at the root of his thigh, and his breathing became rapid.

She had never experienced such a scene before. She was ashamed and embarrassed. She wanted to stop Wang Lei from doing anything wrong, but her hands were limp and she couldn't use any strength.

It was Wang Zhengyi who noticed something unusual and coughed twice with a frown.

Wang Lei then let Zhao Ling, whose cheeks were red and whose clothes were disheveled, go.

Zhao Ling had never suffered such a loss before. She took advantage of the car turning a corner and leaned against Wang Lei's ear and said:

"See how I will deal with you tonight."

Hearing this, Wang Lei raised his eyebrows. Oh, it's really night and we don't know who will deal with whom.

It was dark when they returned to Mang Village.

The group stayed in the spacious Wang's house.

There were no entertainment activities in the countryside. The gambling king and his daughter probably fell asleep early after sitting in the car all night.

When Wang Lei was about to fall asleep, there was a faint knock on the door.

He looked through the crack in the door and saw that it was the thinly dressed Zhao Ling!

Is this girl serious?

If she didn't open the door, she would probably be called worse than an animal. What if the girl got cold?

As soon as the door opened, a beautiful figure slipped in through the crack.

A soft and fragrant body rushed into Wang Lei's arms.

Under the gray moonlight, Zhao Ling, who was bare-faced, looked like a goddess descending from heaven, so beautiful!

Just when Wang Lei was stunned, Zhao Ling smiled cunningly: "I caught you, kid."

She threw Wang Lei over her shoulder.

Fortunately, there were several layers of bedding on the bed, and Wang Lei didn't feel any discomfort except being a little scared.

Zhao Ling, who was secretly happy, wanted to repeat the same trick and teach Wang Lei a lesson for touching her, but found that her neck was tightly held.

"Ms. Zhao Ling, I forgot to tell you that I have practiced before."

"If you want to leave, it's not that easy."

Wang Zhengyi, who was next door, heard the noise next door and shook his head repeatedly. This little bastard is not a man.

...

The next day, when Andingguo was doing morning exercises, he didn't find Zhao Ling.

He asked a young soldier in confusion:

"Why don't you see your Director Zhao?"

"I don't know. She rarely misses morning exercises."

Director Zhao, who was mentioned repeatedly by them, was looking at the bed sheet with a few drops of blood and wanted to cry.

He bit Wang Lei's exposed arm fiercely, and Wang Lei, who was sleeping soundly, just frowned.

The injured Zhao Ling returned to her room in an awkward posture. Fortunately, no one bumped into her along the way.

When she thought of the crazy scene last night, she couldn't help but feel dizzy. Wang Lei, this guy, actually knew so many postures and must have harmed women a lot.

Although she had made mental preparations, she still came back to her senses at this time.

"Ling'er, you're not feeling well, why aren't you getting up yet?"

Chief Zhao's voice was heard outside the window.

"Dad, I'm not feeling well, so I won't go for morning exercise today."

"Oh, then I'll ask Xiaohui to bring you some food later, and you can stay in Mang Village without rushing back. Stay to protect the Wang family father and son."Zhao Ling blushed as she thought of something, and responded impatiently:

"I know, go and do your thing."

Not knowing what had offended his daughter, Chief Zhao shook his head, and without thinking too much, he found Wang Zhengyi who was drinking morning tea.

"Boss Wang, I have something else to do and I have to leave first. This is the internal invitation to the Spring Festival Gala. You must go and show your support when the time comes."

The Spring Festival Gala is also known as the "New Year's Gala", "Spring Festival Gala", etc.

Wang Zhengyi also knows its influence.