Chapter 1200: Masters Don't Blindly Look Bad or Bearish
As soon as Molly moved the name of Huaxia Wu out, even Soros and Buffett, who had previously fought for red-facedness, fell silent.
Not to mention the other white bone spirits who are following the chirping.
In short, Molly stepped down gracefully with her skirt, not only did she not have the embarrassment of the previous war of words, but she was filled with a little joy of returning victoriously.
Until Li Anman greeted him with a glass of champagne very thoughtfully and said, "Molly, the speech is very exciting, but will this bring a little trouble to Huaxia Wu?"
Only then did Molly realize that she was only concerned about cutting through the mess with a quick knife just now, and she didn't consider the consequences of recruiting Wu Tao at all.
It's just that as soon as Wu Tao's figure appeared in her mind, she waved her hand with relief: "It's okay, these are all small scenes for him, drizzle, no problem." ”
He added, "Besides, his judgment is usually not wrong." Even if these people want to hack him, they are just humiliating themselves. ”
Listening to Molly playfully say this somewhat localized common phrase, Li Anman sneered and thought: Really, maybe he was really worried.
Molly, who was calm, patted her fair chest, swept the entire venue, and found with palpitations: If you want to calm such an occasion, it is really not something that ordinary people can do.
Those old guys just now almost couldn't get off the stage.
Compared with the picture in memory, Huaxia Wu once took the initiative to control the whole scene, and I have to admit in my heart that this gap is really not small.
Although Molly escaped from the center of the whirlpool of the topic by luck, the discussion on this topic in the room did not stop at all.
Many gold medal traders and senior analysts from well-known institutions began to swear that this time it must be Huaxia Wu who made a mistake.
And Howard and Figo, who finally got their wish true, were even more happy to watch jokes on the side, and even added oil and vinegar from time to time to mark a few words of Huaxia Wu, as if they were well versed in the essence of praise and killing.
As for Woody, Wenger and Lin Sen, the guys who have just joined the Huaxia Wu circle, they are even more silently confused: Could it be that this time they are really blind?
Only the old Soros and Buffett glanced at each other, then smiled slightly, and everything was silent.
Ginger is still old and spicy, and the fox is still old and fine.
The two old guys who have been up and down in the financial circle for decades both understand. Blindly singing about the economic situation or blindly singing about the decline is not a real skill.
On the contrary, Wu Tao's assertion that others look down on him and others look down on him for singing down is full of technical content.
Moreover, as Molly said, most financial institutions are far from underestimating the systemic risk in their data models.
In fact, for the sake of professional habits, they tend to underestimate this risk factor in order to submit a good data and answer sheet to the employer.
Of course, why is Wu Tao so sure that the systemic risk factors facing the fundamentals of the world economy will rise next year?
This is a problem.
Although they couldn't figure it out for a while, the two old men had already accepted the fresh ideas brought by Wu Tao from the bottom of their hearts.
What's more, judging from the blind optimism of most of the people present about the economy in the coming year, we must also carefully consider Wu Tao's views.
Not because 'the truth is often in the hands of a few', but that a good speculator must be good at doing the opposite.
The soulless international financial summit ended inexhaustibly in this kind of debate that was destined to be inconclusive.
Correspondingly, the small city of Bac Giang almost ushered in the dawn of a new day.
This night, Wu Tao slept soundly without distraction.
When I was in high school and college, I always wanted to move out of the small village to experience city life. Now that I have been in the city for too long, I have found that the tranquility of the vineyard is my most beautiful dreamland.
The morning sun shone obliquely on the bed through the window, Wu Tao opened his eyes, but did not get up immediately.
Last night, he knew very well what the big circle of children was all about him.
Some of the hopes and thoughts in the hearts of the elders are probably human nature.
It's undoubtedly too cruel to leave the fate of these children to yourself.
Therefore, Wu Tao took it very seriously to understand each child, and then chose one of them to say something good. In any case, the space for a child's growth cannot be easily erased.
Just thinking to himself, the sound of his wife greeting others came from the yard outside the window.
Listening to that accent, it should be the third aunt Ma Xiuqin.
Before the two of them finished speaking, the hearty laughter of the eldest aunt Xia Li sounded over there......
This made Wu Tao, who was about to get up, suddenly not move, casually touched his mobile phone and flipped through the school intranet and Facebook, and then sat up on the ground.
The momentum of the discussion on the Internet is much more popular than the group of middle-aged women who opened the conversation box in the hospital.
I obviously taught my children at home all night, but I became the focus of online media overnight.
This is really lying down and getting shot.
Tracing back to the source, Wu Tao turned over for a long time before he figured out that all this was recruited by Molly, a big Yanmar.
It seems that the phone call she made yesterday did not stop her in time, but made her even more intense at the financial summit in the evening.
Of course, in this kind of scene, Wu Tao will not be stunned.
It's just that this kind of style is too inconsistent with my current style.
After all, you have to keep a low profile.
It was also a night in Beijiang, and Liu Ruoxi, who lived in the family area of the district government compound, didn't sleep much.
The night before, she followed the guidance of Uncle Qin, the janitor, and walked all over the water conservancy station in Binhu District, as well as Binhu Middle School, and happily traced the footprints left by Wu Tao in her youth.
Although the water conservancy station is no longer the pattern of the past, the quietness of the small courtyard can still make her feel the figure of the teenager who was reading at night with candles.
And Binhu Junior High School, which is not very famous, is full of rural simplicity and backwardness.
The conditions are so backward that it is difficult for her to imagine that a genius entrepreneur like her own boss can come out here.
It wasn't until the mobile phone rang that Liu Ruoxi came back to her senses in a daze, and habitually touched it to answer, only to know that it was Jin Yue who reported the itinerary to her, saying that she had set off from Jinling with An Rong.
After asking about the approximate arrival time, Liu Ruoxi got up decisively, said that the long hair on his head was tied in a bun at the back of his head, took a deep breath, and immediately lifted his spirits.
Thus begins a new day for the Secretary-General's work.
Don't look at the boss who doesn't seem to have much official business when he returns to his hometown on vacation, in fact, in such days, there is a backlog of more affairs that she needs to deal with.
And these need to be sorted out in the first meeting of the boss, and a general context......