The leisurely life of rebirth

"Okay, no one is allowed to expose Nannan's shortcomings." Dad insisted on justice. He was not the first to do it. He picked up Dabao and changed the subject, "This is Erya! They are so big.

Already."

"You are my uncle, and I am Dabao!" Dabao pointed downwards, "She is Erya, you have made a mistake."

"Ah! This kid actually recognizes us." Dad looked at Xiaoyan in surprise.

"Of course I recognize it. Every day before going to bed, I have to recite the family photos while looking at them." My aunt said proudly. For her foresight, although we are far away from the Pacific Ocean and it is not easy to go back and forth, we can't forget about our family. We only have photos.

I send you my condolences.

"Hug me, hug me." Erya said when she saw Dabao being picked up, pulling on her father's pants.[

"Come on, let me hug you." The mother bent down and picked up Erya, "It's so heavy! It seems that Xiaoyan has raised the child very well!"

"Yeah! Yeah! It's all Nannan's credit." My aunt was a little embarrassed by the praise. She looked at the two little ones and said, "I saw Uncle Allen and didn't say hello."

Dabao and Erya got off their father and mother and said, "Hello, Uncle Allen."

"Okay... okay" Allen said with a smile, "You two have grown a lot taller."

"It can eat and sleep, just like a piglet, and of course it grows fast." My aunt said dotingly.

"Mom, I'm not a little pig, I'm an angel." Erya turned around in a cute way and said. "Dad, let's go, aunt and uncle, let's ignore mom and come with us to see the photos." Apparently there are two siblings.

Very dissatisfied with being compared to piglets, the two of them took the hands of their mother and the three of them and walked towards their room.

Fang Monan served the food. "It's time to eat! It's time to eat!" he shouted.

Hearing her shout, everyone lined up to prepare. Dabao and Erya were obviously more excited when they saw Fang Monan, "Sister is back, don't leave again." Dabao said, and Erya didn't forget to report, "Mom

The food I made tastes terrible, sister, please don’t leave!”

Currently, in the minds of the two little darlings, Fang Monan represents delicious food.

"Let's eat first, okay?" Fang Monan said, and his mother and aunt put the two little guys in their exclusive places.

Dad looked at the Chinese food on the table and said, "This is no different from what we eat in China!"

The mother answered: "There is a master of cooking. They are obviously more comfortable than us." She was obviously very happy that the children did not suffer, and then changed the subject, "A golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as our own doghouse."

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"Look at the children, they can't wait to eat." Dad said.

We chatted while eating, and the meal lasted for more than an hour. Both dad and mom asked about things about study and life. Mobei took the trouble to answer them one by one. This was a scene she had only dreamed about. She was very happy.

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While the aunt and her husband were eating, they had to take care of the two little troublemakers around them and pick up vegetables for them. They were never allowed to stir at the dinner table with chopsticks or spoons.

After the meal, Mobei pulled her father and mother into her bedroom. Her mother looked at her little daughter standing in front of her and looked carefully inside and out.

"Mom, you've seen enough! I'm fine!" Mobei sneered.

"I can't see enough. Mom can never see enough, especially when you're not around." My mother said sourly with red eyes.

Mobei gave his father a wink, hurry up and save the situation! His father shrugged helplessly, so Mobei saved himself and said: "Mom, look at this, this is the cover photo of my first album." She also enlarged it.

Hanging in the room. "Also, look, this is the trophy I won. Come and take a look." Mobei pulled his mother up, and then talked about the origin of these trophies one by one, where they were played, and what happened during the game.

Fun fact, how much bonus did she get?[

"You are really a little money-crazy." Dad rubbed her head, "I don't know who the two of you sisters look like. You are all obsessed with money."

"Haha... I can't compare with my sister," Mobei said. Although she didn't know the details clearly, no one was a fool or a blind person. All the pocket money she earned was given to Allen to make money.

She didn't know what Allen did for a living, but she accidentally saw Allen's interview in a financial magazine, which gave her an idea. She didn't know how Allen made money, but she still knew how to hitchhike. She watched her account keep rising.

Numbers tell you how capable I am.

"Xiao Bei, is it hard to practice the piano?" Mom asked.

"It's not hard, I enjoy it." Mo Bei said with a smile.

"It's not hard work, but look at the calluses under her neck." Mom grabbed her hand again, "Look at the calluses on her fingers. I learned this in just one minute on the stage.

, ten years of hard work in the audience. Although your mother has never experienced this, she understands the truth. Does it hurt?"

"Haha... I got a callus, but it won't hurt anymore." Mobei said pretending to be relaxed. Applying the ointment sent by his sister, the calluses were already very light, and his mother's eyes were really sharp.

Mobei also talked in detail about life in school and the situation of the tutors.

Qi Qiushi and Allen tidied the dining table, washed the dishes and chopsticks, and the aunt bathed the two little ones and told them bedtime stories to put them to sleep.

After the meal, Murnan and Allen entered the study. Allen actually made Kung Fu tea in a decent manner. "Ah! When did Allen learn this skill?" Qi Qiushi said in surprise.

"Haha... Why is this so difficult? At first, it was just a matter of imitating a cat." Allen said seriously: "But gradually I got a taste of it. Drinking Kung Fu tea is a pleasure. It can be brewed when the mood is irritable or when the body and mind are exhausted.

With a cup of Kung Fu tea, you gradually watch the Kung Fu tea leaves stretching their bodies and branches in the water, blooming beautiful flowers, and watching the tender green petals dye the entire cup of water. The fragrance of Kung Fu tea is overflowing, and the years and mood are diluted in the Kung Fu tea leaves.

The texture and light fragrance.”

Qi Qiushi said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk...you have already tasted the philosophical meaning."

"No, it's the breadth and depth of your culture that really makes me admire you." Allen picked up the tea cup and handed it to Fang Monan. "The United States is a country of immigrants, and various cultures are intertwined. It has only been more than 200 years old, which is not as long as yours."

"Haha... We can also compare with you in history." Qi Qiushi said with emotion and self-deprecation, feeling a little sour that it is hard to express. Allen did not continue the conversation and handed the brewed tea to the two of them one by one.

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Fang Monan took the tea cup. He took a sip and looked at Allen's waiting expression. "Not bad, it's improved compared to last time."

"Haha..." Allen smiled like a child being praised. He handed Qi Qiushi the tea cup, and then said seriously: "Boss, Japan..."

The aunt knocked on the door and came in, sitting next to Qi Qiushi. Qi Qiushi asked: "Where are the children!"

"The two children in the kindergarten didn't take a lunch break at noon. They felt sleepy even after eating and fell asleep as soon as they were coaxed." said the aunt.

Dad, Mom and Mobei also knocked on the door and came in.

"Ah! You're done talking." Fang Monan asked.

Dad didn't answer her question, and the three of them sat down on the sofa. Allen cleverly served tea. "What are you plotting in the study?"

"Hehe... Allen then said, it's okay." Fang Monan signaled.

Seeing that his boss had spoken, Allen continued: "We followed a group of investment banks such as Morgan Stanley and Salomon Brothers as the main assault force and went deep into Japan. We have a lot of cash in our hands and our briefcases are filled with "stock index put options"

"(stok nex put

opton), a new financial product that was unheard of in Japan at the time. Japanese insurance companies were very interested in this. In the eyes of the Japanese, we were all fools who had their brains filled with water and used large amounts of cash to

Buying into the impossible Japanese stock market crash

possibility, and as a result, the Japanese insurance industry readily agreed to it. Both parties were betting on the direction of the Nikkei Index. If the index fell, the Americans would make money and the Japanese would lose money. If the index rose, the situation would be just the opposite." He said excitedly,

His eyes are shining. He is eager to try.[

"Wait a minute, how do you know the Nikkei will definitely fall?" my aunt said in surprise.

Dad also asked this question and nodded. He looked at Fang Monan in confusion. Obviously he understood Allen's English, and it was mixed with a lot of professional terms. He also understood it. Only Mom, Mo Bei

, Qi Qiushi looked confused.

"It will definitely fall because the Americans let it fall." Fang Monan said jokingly, "Maybe even Japan's Ministry of Finance can't count how many such financial derivative contracts were traded before the stock market plummeted. Such people are aware of

The "financial virus" is spreading rapidly in a secret, almost unregulated, over-the-counter underground market, amid the illusion of prosperity."

Fang Monan said coldly, "No country in the world has more loyally and actively supported the fiscal deficit and huge spending policies of the Reagan era than Japan, the former enemy of the United States. Even Germany has not done that to Washington."

The requirements have been met. In the eyes of the Japanese, Tokyo’s loyalty and generosity in purchasing U.S. Treasury bonds, real estate and other assets ultimately resulted in the most destructive financial disaster in world history.”

Allen and his aunt and father shuddered when they heard Fang Monan's last profound words. If it were true, it would be really terrible. It's really a sword without bloodshed!

Allen said: "In fact, the Americans have already started to take action. The Japanese market, which has been flooded with rampant financial derivatives, is just waiting for the gunshot to sound."

"If it is as Allen said, then they should have finally started to take action in September 1985. The finance ministers of the United States, Britain, Japan, Germany and France held a meeting at the Plaza Hotel in New York (plz

Hotel) signed the "Plaza Accord" with the purpose of allowing the dollar to depreciate in a "controlled" manner against other major currencies. Under the high pressure of U.S. Treasury Secretary Baker, the Bank of Japan was forced to agree to an appreciation. A few years after the signing of the "Plaza Accord"

Within a few months, the Japanese yen appreciated from 250 yen to 1 U.S. dollar to 149 yen to 1 U.S. dollar." Dad talked eloquently.

"Wow...Dad...how did you..." Fang Monan was really shocked by his father this time.

"Hey...you must be scared! This must be the tiger girl and the dog father!" Dad had a rare sense of humor.

My mother also looked at her husband next to her in surprise, her eyes even wider than Fang Monan's. He said, "Tell me how you know."

Dad was obviously very proud of the effect he had created, "Haha... Although our Nan Nan is gone, Han Zhiqian still sends a large number of financial newspapers to our family every month. You think they are paintings! I will be your grandpa."

Just look at it and get in."

"Ah! I'm telling you! In addition to watching the seven o'clock news on time every day, when I was at home, I would go to my godfather's room and chat with each other all day long. It turns out that this is what I was studying." My mother's eyes sparkled as she watched.

A father with radiant eyes.

Dad was a little embarrassed that so many people were still there, especially the juniors. He coughed a few times, breaking my mother's admiring eyes. (To be continued)