Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

In the khaki courtyard, Shen Jiannan was sitting on the gate pier with a satellite phone.

Gate piers, stone columns.

Thirty centimeters tall, smooth and strong.

Not far away, an old rooster was chasing several old hens, chattering all over the ground.

"Thomas. I need you to confirm two hundred identities."

"Two hundred identities? Thai?"

"Yes. Judging from the capital inflow in Thailand, the real estate industry in Thailand is bound to be pushed up. We need to allocate enough Thai baht assets."

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Shen Jiannan said with a smile, but his eyes were extremely sinister.

The upheaval in Eastern Europe is an opportunity for the Asian market. With the collapse of the Soviet Union, cracks are appearing in the NATO camp, which has caused loopholes in the NATO alliance currency system. In addition, the neon is bound by its own hands and feet, and global capital is being forced to flow to the Asian market. .

This is undoubtedly a huge opportunity, and ASEAN countries have also seized this opportunity perfectly. The continuous rise of the Thai market and the Southeast Asian market is the best evidence.

But as a coward, Shen Jiannan knew very well that this apparent opportunity was actually a trap.

It's like, herding, and it's like Zerg.

The expansion of ASEAN is simply a way to kill.

Later, global capital dared to attack Southeast Asian countries because of this.

If they find out in the future that there is also a pit behind this, it will be very interesting.

"Housing? Boss, do you mean to allocate housing assets? Boss, I don't think Thailand can afford enough funds. At present, the funds we can use here are very limited, and we need 100 million US dollars to erect barriers and defenses."

Not enough money.

But what the hell is money?

"Thomas. Money, it's not a problem. The bank will support us enough, don't you think?"

Banks are not philanthropists.

Sending umbrellas on sunny days and receiving umbrellas on rainy days is the basic innate risk control of the banking industry. To allow banks to give sufficient support, large-scale asset mortgages are necessary first.

Thomas has been immersed in the financial industry for a long time, and he knows everything.

"Boss. You mean we buy houses and get mortgages?"

"What do you think of the idea?"

"Boss. I have to remind you that this is a very bad way. The Bank of Thailand raised interest rates again last week to attract global capital inflows. At present, the central bank's benchmark interest rate has reached 6%, and the commercial bank loan rate has risen to 100% 8.5. I think that even if housing prices rise, it will be difficult for them to increase by more than 6% per year.

Boss, this is a very uneconomical deal. "

You really think I want to speculate on houses.

Shen Jiannan has no interest in being a real estate speculator. If we really want to talk about the potential for housing appreciation, there is no Chinese housing market with more potential in the world.

Just need it!

1.4 billion population dividend, what a huge number.

"Thomas. Believe me, it's worth the money."

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After hanging up the phone, the sinister look in Shen Jiannan's eyes subsided, and he felt a gaze coming from him, so he subconsciously glanced at it.

It's Shen Yimei.

Although he was washing clothes, his eyes drifted to Shen Jiannan for some reason.

In an instant, the eyes of the two met. The girl who was so straightforward yesterday blushed, like a little thief who was caught stealing.

"Brother. Do you think Hua Hai will admit me?"

puff!

Shen Jiannan laughed out loud.

Such a lame excuse can be regarded as embarrassing for my younger sister.

A scum like Shen Jiannan is only short of mind reading skills.

This guy didn't expose it, just smiled casually.

"It will definitely be accepted."

"Really? But I feel that I didn't perform well in this exam. I don't know if it will work."

"Why do you want to go to Huahai University?"

With a sudden turn, Shen Yimei seemed to be stepped on her tail, and she was so frightened that the clothes she was about to put up fell to the ground. .

In the past, she often thought that if she was admitted by Huahai, she could be with her brother every day, become her own teacher, and meet every day, that would be great.

Now, it's all in vain.

My brother must have asked that on purpose.

Rolling her eyes at Shen Jiannan, Shen Yimei picks up her clothes angrily and starts washing them.

In the backyard, Li Xiuyue walked to the main room after feeding the cows. Seeing the situation outside, she smiled and retreated.

From the bottom of her heart, she regarded Shen Yimei as her own daughter, and now that the two have reconciled, as a mother, there is nothing more she can ask for.

"Aunt Moon."

Suddenly there was a shout from outside the courtyard wall.

Two middle-aged people came, they were the village party secretary and the dibao that I met yesterday.

He was so affectionate, like he was the biggest one in the village.

Shen Jiannan couldn't laugh or cry.

This college student is really the same as the ancient Juren master.

Shen Jiannan took the cigarettes, took out the cigarettes in his pocket and handed them one by one, with a pleasant smile and a simple and honest look.

But the guy's eyes kept flickering.

Going to the door to hand cigarettes is definitely asking for money. If you want to borrow money, I'm sorry, no.

Hearing the commotion in the courtyard, Li Xiuyue patted the bran-stained clothes on her body, pretending to have just heard and came out.

"Gawa, Second Uncle. If you need anything, come sit in the room and talk."

"I'm not busy, I'm not busy. I have nothing to do. I just want to ask the college students if I can help you."

Shen Jiannan narrowed his eyes.

In an instant, he met Li Xiuyue.

It seems that because of the blood connection, suddenly there is a feeling of mother and child being connected.

After taking the conversation, Shen Jiannan smiled foolishly.

"Sit in the room, plum, make some tea."

A group of people then entered the house.

Smoking cigarettes and drinking tea, talking nonsense.

The two people who came didn't take the initiative to speak, and Shen Jiannan didn't intend to speak.

Originally, I planned to recognize my relatives, build the family house, and send some money every year in the future.

People don't fight with officials.

Growing up in the countryside, Shen Yimei was still a little nervous about the biggest official in the village. Seeing that the two of them obviously had something to do, she looked worriedly at Shen Jiannan.

Shen Jiannan winked back and pressed her hand.

It is possible that two small village officials dared to rebel.

Finally, the two who came couldn't sit still.

You look at me, I look at you.

Finally, Shen Hongshan, the village party secretary, spoke up.

"University student. You are a cultural person. You have seen the world and know a lot. See if there is any way to make a living for our village. In the past few years, we have experienced drought and flood. After paying the deposit, every household has nothing to do. Store food"

No sound.

As he spoke, the village party secretary lowered his head and looked down at the cigarette pot in his hand.

Shen Jiannan couldn't keep up with his mind.

What the hell is this? As for the problem, what does it have to do with me?

"Boss, if you have a way, just tell me, the big guys have really had a hard time in the past few years. Once the money is withdrawn and the deposit is paid, the leftover food is not enough to eat."

Li Xiuyue spoke.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Shen Jiannan subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

Suddenly, the room fell silent.

The mother and son glanced at it, and Shen Jiannan understood instantly.

If you can help, you can help, if you can’t, don’t force yourself.

To help, or not to help?