Ally?

Hearing these two words, the fund manager's expression suddenly became subtle.

As a hedge fund, the only criterion for success is money or profit.

And most importantly, their profits often come at the expense of the interests of other businesses, organizations, and countries.

The stock market is a zero-sum game, and the forex market is even more so.

It is naturally difficult for a company of this nature to have allies, after all, their opponents are often some hedge funds.

It's just that it's the opposite of their philosophy.

Moreover, as a hedge fund, they prefer to hide themselves, like crocodiles floating under the water, and only by hiding themselves can they surprise their targets and win.

Sometimes, they even think that they actually have some resemblance to a submarine.

In submarine warfare, there is a famous theory, "Discovery destroys!"

Being discovered by the enemy means death is imminent!

Therefore, a qualified hedge fund will never want others to discover their intentions, even if they are not enemies.

But they do have allies, or hedge funds that share a common goal.

They have never been in touch with each other, but they have a certain tacit understanding.

They echo each other, like crocodiles, and surround their prey, and then tear it to pieces!

Just like the previous battle between the Finnish mark and the Italian lira, it was precisely by this unity and successive offensives that they were able to tear a piece of meat from Finland and Italy.

And through these two battles, they have probably figured out what their allies are, such as Goldman Sachs, and NatWestminster, one of the four largest private banks in the United Kingdom, and so on.

Well, that's right, NatWestminster is also an ally of theirs.

NatWestminster Bank has a very long history, dating back to the 17th century, and in the 60s of this century, it was formed by the merger of three prominent English banks, with its headquarters in London.

In addition to their headquarters, they have nearly 30,000 employees, operations in more than 20 countries, and annual revenues of up to 10 billion US dollars, which is several times larger than their quantum fund.

Because of this size, NatWestminster has been a staunch ally in the two battles of the Finnish mark and lira, and is one of the few large funds that is second only to theirs in terms of contribution.

Moreover, they firmly believe that in this sniping campaign, NatWestminster Bank will still stand firmly with them, completely knock down the exchange rate of the pound, and tear off a piece of meat from their motherland.

But what makes them feel ironic is that the Bank of Nationals Westminster actually starts with the people of the country, and it is not the people of the country who know which country it is for.

This is the ruthlessness of capital, in the minds of these big capitalists, the concept of the motherland has almost ceased to exist, after all, capital, that is, money, is fluid, and if an American, a German, a Frenchman, or even an Italian could make money, they would definitely choose to be a member of one of these four countries.

For ordinary people, once they encounter war, their first reaction is naturally to take up arms and defend their homeland.

But for the big capitalists, the first reaction is undoubtedly to withdraw their industries from the country to another safe country, such as during World War II, when a large amount of capital was withdrawn from Europe to the United States.

Of course, if they were to be made Russians, they were reluctant to do so, because in their minds, Russians were not whites in the traditional sense, but a group of people who were even more savage than the Viking bandits, and the country, not to mention their predecessors, the Soviets, had always been their greatest threat, like a sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, threatening to take their wealth away at any time.

Moreover, if they go to Russia, they will not have churches to worship, they will never go to the Orthodox auditoriums to worship, those damned infidels!

As for being Chinese, or Africans, Southeast Asians, etc., it is even more impossible, they are noble white masters.

But thinking about it, in fact, in addition to Goldman Sachs, Morgan, NatWestminster Bank, etc., there is also a very mysterious force.

They probably investigated it, this mysterious force came from Russia, but what is more interesting is that this mysterious force from Russia is actually called, Huaxia Bank!

And according to the information they learned, the owner of this Huaxia Bank is indeed a Chinese, an extremely young Chinese who can cover the sky in Russia.

In addition, this Chinese is still the second largest force in these two wars, and has invested much more money than the National Westminster Bank.

This is very interesting, in their hearts, Huaxia is still the backward and ignorant and uncivilized country with braids and robes, and the financial industry is there, it is simply a desert.

Huaxia has only established two stock exchanges this year, what is this not a financial desert?

In their hearts, the only thing that can be praised in China is antiquity and mystery.

"In a country like Huaxia, it can produce such a character, and I have to say that the love that God spreads to mankind is equal. The fund manager sighed to himself.

Hearing this, Soros raised his eyebrows, and after thinking for a few seconds, he nodded, and a look of curiosity bloomed in his eyes.

In these years, there are not many things that can make him curious, but that mysterious Huaxia kid is definitely among them.

In fact, before he planned to go to Russia, when he was in the stage of collecting information, he already knew some information about the richest man in Russia, the red tycoon, Yeltsin's money bag, and he became very interested in it.

In other words, if anyone wants to do something big in Russia, they can't completely bypass this Chinese kid.

After all, a Chinese kid like this Chinese kid has great power in Russia, weaving a huge net, and has a lot to do with almost all high-level elites in Russia, even in his opinion, it is an extremely difficult thing.

Or even something he couldn't possibly do.

He thinks that his vision will not be lost to this Huaxia boy, and his choice at some nodes will be better than this Huaxia boy, but he does not have the geographical advantage of this Huaxia boy.

For example, he simply could not organize the daily delivery of hundreds of tons of all kinds of light industrial goods into Moscow.

In this world, the only one that has the ability to produce so many additional light industrial products and transport them to Moscow is Huaxia.

This is very important, and even in his opinion, the biggest reliance on the stability of this Chinese boy in Russia is the hundreds of tons of light industrial products every day.

No one dares to bet on what will happen if Russia loses the supply of these hundreds of tons of light industrial products, whether the situation in Russia will remain stable, whether it will be torn to pieces by those people who lack food and clothing, and whether it will once again follow in the footsteps of the Soviets.

As long as Russia still needs these hundreds of tons of light industrial products, then the position of this Chinese boy in Russia will be extremely stable, and it is also the key to his victory, Russian Vice President Rudskoi.

As for the so-called relationship network of Huaxia Kid, he doesn't care much about it, at his level, with such wealth, he naturally knows that the relationship network will become extremely fragile under certain conditions, and will even fall from the sky and become a tool to bury you.

Therefore, the success of this Chinese boy in Russia is created by the right time, place and people, coupled with the opportunities of the times.

As soon as his thoughts turned, Soros suddenly chuckled, he suddenly had some expectations at this time, looking forward to this trip to Russia to meet this Chinese boy.

Hopefully it will happen.

After all, in this era, there are really not many people who can make him so interested.

As the pace of time progressed step by step, the fund manager couldn't help but get nervous, but thinking of these allies of his own, the boulder hanging in the fund manager's heart instantly fell a lot.

But as soon as his mind moved, he looked at Soros again and again, and he still felt that it was a little difficult to beat the exchange rate of the pound below 200 basis points.

He is not doubting the strength or position of his allies, he is worried about whether their allies will be able to reflect in time, after all, according to the timetable given to him by Mr. Soros, he can attack the pound in the New York foreign exchange market for only ten minutes, which is too tight.

Unless he can inform those so-called allies in advance, but how is that possible?

What if, in turn, they join forces with the Bank of England and eat up their quantum fund?

He knows very well the nature of these ruthless capitalists, crocodiles.

They don't care whose meat they eat, as long as they can eat it.

And in comparison, the Quantum Fund seems to be a little better than the Bank of England.

Looking down at the watch on his forearm, the time fell, Soros looked at everyone, and said slowly: "Let's start preparing!"

After saying this, Soros went straight back to his office, picked up a new philosophical book that his teacher had just published, "Lessons from the Twentieth Century" on the table, and read it.

However, just as Soros was about to launch the final showdown.

The one above the office floor of the Quantum Fund is not too big, only a small conference room of 100 square meters.

There are a few crooked computers scattered in it, as well as a large number of telephones of all kinds, telephone lines and network cables, power cables, and plug cords are staggered and horizontal, just like a huge spider web or the roots of a century-old tree, densely covering the entire ground, firmly binding.

And on the wall, there are two huge Chinese characters hanging twisted and pinched, 'Qingtian'!

And in the house, busy and hurried, like a hard-working bee-like person, there is even a yellow face, to be precise, a Chinese person!

Well, that's right, this is the trading team led by Zhu Changhong, and the previous two battles between the Finnish mark and the Italian lira were operated here.

It's just that what makes Zhu Changhong a little puzzled is why Mr. Fang insisted on letting them set up their office on the upper floor of the Quantum Fund.

Sometimes, when they go downstairs to eat, they will run into people from the Quantum Fund, and they are even in the same elevator.

The people of the Quantum Fund don't know that they are better, but for someone like him, who knows about the Quantum Fund, and has even been observing the Quantum Fund's every move, this is a little inexplicably embarrassing.

Later, when he chatted with Chen Shaoxuan, he learned that this arrangement was what Mr. Fang was used to, or where the fun lies.

And it was only during that small talk that he finally learned that he, a big boss who was so young that he was outrageously young, still had so many helpless bad tastes.

But seriously, he is actually quite curious, if one day, or after the end of this sniping of the pound, the people of the Quantum Fund know that they are the people of Huaxia Bank, what kind of expression will they have?

It's going to be exciting.

Suddenly, at this moment, Zhu Changhong suddenly understood why Mr. Fang had always had such a bad taste, and he was tired of it.

Moreover, most geniuses have some quirks, even he is no exception.

Otherwise, he is a good doctor of physics, why does he have to be a trader like crazy!

Just when Zhu Changhong was thinking casually and emptying his head, suddenly a subordinate shouted: "Manager, the pound in the New York foreign exchange market has suddenly fallen by twenty points!"

Hearing this, Zhu Changhong stood up in an instant like a cheetah smelling the breath of its prey.

"Is it really down twenty points?" Zhu Changhong glanced at the clock on the wall and asked eagerly.

"That's right. After the subordinate gave an affirmative answer, he glanced at Zhu Changhong and asked with some uncertainty: "Does this mean that the following has already begun?" Do you want to report to President Fang?"

Originally, I also thought that this was very likely to be the offensive of the quantum fund below to attack the pound, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, Zhu Changhong's face still showed a little hesitation.

He was a little unsure.

There is no way, Mr. Fang gave him full responsibility for all the operations of sniping the pound, which means that the burden of six billion dollars is on him, once he misjudges, the slightest loss will be calculated in hundreds of millions of dollars.

In addition, just like the previous two battles, he would call Mr. Fang and report before the official start.

After all, he should have told Mr. Fang.

And it seems that Mr. Fang has a kind of magic, after getting Mr. Fang's approval, when he makes decisions, he will be more decisive and not dragging his feet.

But the problem is that it's exactly two o'clock in the morning in Yanjing time.

At two o'clock in the morning, call your own big boss, which is probably an extremely terrifying operation for any subordinate.