The Rebirth of the Financial Hegemon

Dark nights in rural areas are always quieter than in cities.

No lights, no nightlife.

But there are always some special days every year when the countryside becomes more lively.

New Year's Eve night.

"Bah, bah, bah..."

The sound of firecrackers came from the doorways of every household in the village.

The smoke of gunpowder fills the air with the smell of the New Year.

The little children were picking up firecrackers in the snow, or chasing and playing.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

"Bah, bah, bah..."

"Wow..."

The chasing children suddenly stopped.

Because the sky suddenly burst into brilliant colors.

fireworks.

Countless fireworks exploded into colorful and moving colors in the sky.

Under the shroud of fireworks, the night was lit up as bright as day.

"This one looks good, and that one, that one looks good too..."

"Wow...that one looks good..."

"Dong..."

With a shocking loud noise, a burst of dazzling white light burst out from the sky.

Shocking thunder.

The biggest fireworks among fireworks.

"Wow...Brother Chuan, this is so awesome. I...I want to put one in too."

The roof of Lao Zhao's newly built building was filled with all kinds of fireworks.

Zhao Fengzhi's face was full of excitement.

She looked at Zhao Jiangchuan.

Underneath a pair of bright eyes, there is full of expectation.

Zhao Jiangchuan smiled, and then handed the cigarette butt in his hand to Zhao Fengzhi.

He spoke.

"Put that lead on and walk away. Don't panic."

Under Zhao Jiangchuan's explanation, Zhao Fengzhi picked up the cigarette butt and slowly approached a big firework.

Not lit.

Zhao Fengzhi, whose hands were shaking constantly, couldn't light the lead no matter what.

"Don't be afraid. The lead is very long, so take your time."

"Crash..."

In the colorful stream of light, Zhao Fengzhi mustered up her courage and finally lit the fuse.

Then she took a few steps back like a frightened bird.

"Dong, dong, dong..."

Like a mortar.

The fireworks lit by Zhao Fengzhi sprayed out a row of sparks straight into the sky.

"Balala..."

Soon, all the fireworks that shot into the sky exploded.

Red, green and white interweave a large amount of flowing colors.

"Ha ha..."

Zhao Fengzhi was extremely happy.

She danced and laughed.

The overjoyed look made the smile on Zhao Jiangchuan's face get bigger and bigger.

At this time, Zhao Jiangchuan no longer had any conspiracy.

All that is left is the purest joy.

Because for him, the Spring Festival is more precious than too many people.

Every festive season is no less than a dream to him.

There were so many festive nights that he could only pick up a bottle of white wine and get himself drunk in the hope of returning to the past.

At that time, he was so poor that all he had left was money.

Apart from the money, there is only a dull feeling after the body trembles.

And now, he has family.

He also understands what family love is.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

"Ha ha..."

"Brother Chuan, come and let go..."

"Jiangchuan, have you finished putting the dumplings?"

"Ha ha..."

"Dong dong..."

...

Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season.

Many people are not surprised by this poem on a daily basis, but when they are in a foreign land, they will especially understand the meaning of this poem.

Especially when you are in a foreign country, you will miss your distant hometown even more during the festival.

Because in my hometown, there will always be people or things that I miss the most and cannot let go of.

New Year's Eve.

According to custom, people will stay up late on this night.

However, for Chinese people in other countries outside the ocean, they do not have that time to stay up late.

United States Washington.

Herbert C. Hoover Building on Constitution Avenue.

A working group from China arrived here and was having a business meeting with the United States.

Once, there were talks on China's accession to the WTO.

"We hope that the Chinese government can cut tariffs, open up more industries and give more freedom to foreign banks..."

"We hope that China can liberalize more industries and give foreign banks more freedom..."

"China is a low-income developing country. We hope to join the WTO as a developing country and enjoy the treatment of a developing country..."

“China is a loe developing country. As a loe developing country, China hopes to join the WTO as a developing country and enjoy the treatment of developing countries.”

No. 1401, inside the U.S. Commerce and Trade Negotiation Office.

The U.S. representative, Richard Lebbing, spoke to the Chinese working group about U.S. interests.

When Richard Laibin speaks, the translators in the working group will translate his words into English in the most fluent American English.

However, the negotiations between the two parties did not go smoothly.

The United States views their negotiations as a tough bargain.

China, on the other hand, insists on joining the WTO as a most-favored nation.

In the end, the negotiations reached a deadlock after the two sides encountered an issue that neither side was willing to give in to.

As usual, the two parties shook hands and agreed to talk next time.

Downstairs of the Ministry of Commerce.

After the working group walked out of the building, the group leader Fang Weichun sighed.

"Hey, the conditions for these Americans are too harsh. In other aspects, it's okay, but liberalizing the banking industry is simply unrealistic. Our domestic financial system is still very weak and cannot withstand the impact of these foreign banks. "

"Team Leader Fang, don't worry. They are asking for a lot of money, so we can just sit down and pay back the money. Our country has sufficient population resources, and Americans definitely want to develop in our country."

"Ruohan, can't you tell that you know a lot? I can tell that this little girl is quite extraordinary! When your uncle arranged for you to come over, he was worried that you were too young and couldn't speak English well. I didn't expect that you could not only speak He speaks fluent American English and understands economics, so he is very suitable for the work of our working group. What, have you also studied this aspect?"

"No, I just heard others casually tell me something about this before."

"Can you tell me who told you? Most people can't say that people's deductions equal resources."

"..."

Li Ruohan didn't know what to say.

Involuntarily, she thought of the person who had inadvertently told her these things.

But she couldn't tell Fang Weichun the identity of that person.

"Why, it's not convenient to say. Then I won't ask this question. Then tell me how you practiced your American English. Did you put in a lot of effort? I didn't hear your uncle say that you studied abroad. .”

"..."

Li Ruohan lowered her head and played with her fingers. She still didn't know how to speak.

Who asked Fang Weichun to ask these questions, all related to one person.

As for that person's identity, it would be ridiculous if she revealed it.

You can’t say that you all learned it from your own students.

It has been more than a year, have you forgotten me?

You know, I really miss you.

...

Turn off communications and cut off all contact with the outside world.

I chatted with my parents and took Zhao Fengzhi brother and sister around.

Then receive a very shabby but very rich red envelope.

Without any interference, Zhao Jiangchuan had a very rich and different Spring Festival.

This year's Spring Festival.

Zhao Jiangchuan is full of smiles almost every day.

This Spring Festival was the same as in the past, but it gave him a different and rich flavor.

However, it is also the Spring Festival, and some people are overjoyed.

Hongkong.

Office of the President of Standard Chartered Bank.

George King held the phone and dialed a number again and again.

But what made him collapse was that the phone number could not be dialed.

"The number you dialed has been turned off, please call again later..."

After hearing the shutdown reminder again, George King felt like he was collapsing.

Oh, God.

When is this and how can I choose to shut down?

my boss.

Can you be more responsible?

Is celebrating the Spring Festival more important than work?

George King was filled with resentment.

In his anxiety, he could only sigh.

In the eighteen days from the end of the year to the beginning of the new year, Thailand took action many times to maintain the price of the baht.

Thanks to BOT's vigorous efforts to maintain stability, the Thai baht finally ended its crazy plunge and saw a strong rebound.

With the stabilization of the Thai baht, the general environment in Thailand has also improved.

However, this is also the reason why George King is anxious.

According to statistics from the intelligence agency, the Bank of Thailand's intervention in the baht is estimated to have cost US$2.8 billion.

This means that the Bank of Thailand has almost exhausted the short-term funds it borrowed from Standard Chartered.

According to the instructions left by Zhao Jiangchuan, as long as the foreign exchange reserves in the hands of the Bank of Thailand fall within the warning value, it is time to implement the next plan.

But the problem is.

George King only knew that he had a plan, but he had no idea what the next plan was.

Jushi Capital lends money to Thailand, and everyone knows there must be some conspiracy behind it.

But now that Thailand has reached the end of the road and the boulder has appeared, some people have abandoned their picks and ran away.

Encountering such a boss would probably make anyone vomit blood.

After secretly cursing his mother several times, George King could only dial another number.

Soon, the call was connected.

George King said.

"Liu, I think it's time for you to take action, but I have to remind you that our boss is on strike again..."