The Richest Man Yang Fei

Chen Mo was stunned, and said, "Yang Fei, did you not understand? This is a serious financial tsunami, and all enterprises will be affected, including our overseas business department of course."

Yang Fei said: "We all use US dollar settlement. This will not affect the trade that has already occurred."

"However, our partner has an economic crisis, and they can't pay for the goods. Isn't this an impact?"

Yang Fei said: "This is easy to handle. I have carefully selected the companies we cooperate with. They are all listed companies. If they can't pay for the goods, they can use their company's stock to pay off the debt."

"Their economy is failing, and the stock price has fallen below the bottom line. How dare you ask them to pay off their debts with stocks?" In Chen Mo's view, Yang Fei's move was simply crazy.

Some stocks even fell below the issue price and became junk stocks.

At this time, all holders are selling like crazy.

A large number of stockholders rushed to sell, which further contributed to the sharp drop in stock prices. Some bullish stocks plummeted overnight.

In such an environment, Yang Fei actually asked others to pay off the debt with stocks? Isn't this crazy?

However, Yang Fei said firmly: "The companies I selected have excellent qualifications, and their temporary decline does not mean that they will not be able to flourish again."

Chen Mo hasn't been with Yang Fei for too long, and he doesn't know much about Yang Fei's behavior style.

For the past three years, she and Yang Fei have been classmates at the same school. Although she knew that Yang Fei was very good in some aspects, she did not admire him to the point where Su Tong did.

Moreover, the students of Tsinghua University are best at questioning, examining, arguing, and rebutting.

At the moment, Chen Mo questioned: "Under the overturned nest, how can there be any eggs? No matter how big a company is, once it is hit by the financial turmoil, it will quickly fall. If you use their company's equity to pay off the debt, it will be a pile of waste paper in the end. "

"No, this storm will eventually pass. When the financial crisis is lifted, maybe I will become a major shareholder of these big companies. I will buy some of these companies' individual shares in private—it won't cost much. Now that the stock price has hit rock bottom, then I can control these businesses. When the economy recovers, I can run it for a profit or sell it at a high price."

Listening to Yang Fei's eloquent talk, with a look of certainty, Chen Mo couldn't help asking: "Are you so sure that the financial crisis will pass soon? Why do you say that?"

Yang Fei said: "Capital is all about profit,

Take Thailand, for example, the market has gone bad. If capital wants to make money from it, it will have to pay a higher cost. Then their approach is to retreat or move the battlefield. The most sensible way is to move the battlefield and go to another country to make money. "

"Then the whole world will be a slaughterhouse for capital?" Chen Mo said in surprise, "Modern society is fighting economic wars, and this war without gunpowder smoke is as cruel as a real war. Countless people were victimized, lost their jobs, and even jumped to their deaths."

Yang Fei said: "Yes, wars have always existed, but they have changed forms. Isn't the Cold War a trade war? Economic blockade, relationship severance, and international sanctions. In the future, it may be information warfare, electronic warfare, cyber warfare, and technological warfare."

Chen Mo smiled sweetly: "You know so much, I didn't see it before."

"Hehe, that's because you never got to know me carefully."

"Well, maybe!"

The two looked at each other. In her big gentle eyes, there was a strange clear spring, like the gurgling water under the waterfall in Taohua Village. It was so clear that there were fishes that could be counted. Water mist makes people see flowers more beautiful in the mist.

She turned her head shyly: "Thanks to you, I have gained a lot of knowledge outside, and I have been to so many countries, but I have never traveled well. I heard that there are some good scenic spots in South Korea. Can we go and see them?" ?”

Hearing that she was talking about us, Yang Fei felt warm, thought about the itinerary, and said: "Yes, we have time, we can go out for a stroll. These days, we are non-stop, like a horse watching flowers, and it seems that we have visited many countries. , In fact, I didn’t see the scenery, nor did I appreciate the human world.”

The two went out, Mouse and Ma Feng followed from afar.

On the streets of South Korea, there are many skateboard teenagers, wearing hip-hop costumes, stepping on colorful skateboards, shuttling through the crowd, jumping up the steps and railings from time to time, looking extremely cool.

"It's noon, and they are not afraid of the heat." Chen Mo said, "Foreign teenagers are full of energy."

Yang Fei said: "For those who play this, it's better to come out to play at noon."

"Why?" Chen Mo asked curiously, "Is there any particularity to this?"

"Because, I'm afraid that something will happen sooner or later." Yang Fei rubbed his chin and smiled.

Chen Mo pursed her lips and smiled, "I understand, you are telling a bad joke."

Yang Fei said: "I thought you would ask seriously, why did something happen sooner or later!"

Chen Mo smiled coquettishly and said, "After being with you for a long time, I will also become slippery."

Yang Fei laughed out loud.

At this time, a skateboard boy rushed towards them.

Yang Fei subconsciously supported Chen Mo's waist, and at the same time stretched out his left hand across her face.

When the skateboard boy rushed in front of the two of them, his feet suddenly turned and slid away to the side.

Yang Fei gave the boy a stern look, and then let go of Chen Mo's hand.

Chen Mo turned her head and looked at Yang Fei. She had a strange feeling for his subconscious protection.

What kind of person must be to protect himself like this?

Does he like me?

She was suddenly in a mess.

Recalling that at the entrance of Zaoni Alley in Huacheng, on that rainy evening, in order to protect her, he called a large group of people. On that day, Zaoni Alley was full of black heads, and he, in a cool manner, got out of the Rolls-Royce car. , took out a black umbrella to shield her from the wind and rain, and put his coat on her.

Looking back now, that scene was so unreal, as if the fragments in the movie were grafted into my real life.

But at this moment, his protective behavior made her understand again that all of this was not a dream, nor a movie or TV show, but an act of love he gave her.

This must be love, right?

Chen Mo smiled charmingly, lowered her head, hummed a little song softly, and walked forward.

Yang Fei followed her, silent, but like a fire, always warming people.

With him by his side, Chen Mo was so safe, as if it was impossible for the whole world to hurt her. No matter what kind of danger he encountered, this man would wear golden armor, step on auspicious clouds, and descend from the sky to protect her.

There was a commotion ahead.

Countless people, holding banners and flags, chanted slogans as they walked.

Vehicles and pedestrians all give way.

Chen Mo was lost in thought, but Yang Fei grabbed her and retreated to the side of the road.

"What are you doing?" Chen Mo asked.

"Parade, South Korea's economy has collapsed, and citizens and workers are taking to the streets to protest!"

"If protests work, people won't suffer."

"This is shouting." Yang Fei was talking, when he suddenly saw the crowd in chaos and scattered in all directions.

Yang Feisheng was afraid that Chen Mo would be overwhelmed by Wang Yang's crowd, so he held her hand tightly, turned and walked towards a building: "Don't rush forward, come here."

Chen Mo was held by his big hand, her hand hurt a little, but her heart was so warm and sweet.

The crowd became more and more chaotic, and the smoke bombs were thrown out from nowhere, which irritated people's noses and tears.

Yang Fei suddenly felt his hand loosen, and Chen Mo disappeared.