Chapter Ninety-Three: Fight to Fame (1)
What are the shorting of the Thai baht now?
All of them are veritable tiger crocodiles.
These behemoths are snatching food in their mouths, and they have to worry about being bitten at any time.
What is Jushi Capital doing now?
It's not about grabbing food in the mouths of these big guys, but it's biting directly against other people's opponents.
Boss, don't you know how dangerous this is?
As the top executive of Standard Chartered, George King felt it was important for him to remind his boss.
However, after he saw Zhao Jiangchuan's playful eyes, he wisely chose to shut up.
Well, this guy is just waiting for him to take the bait.
You emperor is not in a hurry, I am a eunuch in a hurry.
George King was depressed.
He picked up the teacup on the table and drank the tea from the cup angrily.
That bold posture made Zhao Jiangchuan feel distressed.
Cow chews peonies.
The tea Zhao Jiangchuan took this time was not an ordinary product that was grafted later, let alone the kind of big red robe sold on the market.
It is all the original tea picked from the thousand-year-old mother tree in Wuyi Mountain.
Every year, the mother tree produces only that much tea.
In total, less than ten catties.
This thing, if you want to talk about value, is more than a hundred times more expensive than gold.
Moreover, it is not enough to buy it with money.
Even those big bosses in the heavenly court may not be able to drink this kind of tea processed at one time.
Zhao Jiangchuan glanced at George King, and he said disdainfully.
"George, do you know what a tyrannical creature is?"
George King was a little confused.
With the tip of his Englishman's tongue, where can he tell the difference between good and bad tea.
In George King's mouth, tea, isn't it just a mouthful of strange water?
How did it become a tyrannical thing?
George King blinked.
That stupid appearance made Zhao Jiangchuan can only deeply sympathize.
What a poor baby, I don't know how to taste such a good thing.
There is also a way for tea.
Foreigners like George King are obviously unable to communicate and discuss.
But fortunately, there is also Zhang Xiaolei who grew up in Huaguo.
Zhang Xiaolei's eyes lit up when she heard Zhao Jiangchuan talk about the original tea.
Wuyi Mountain Mother Tea Tree.
This kind of tea is not something that ordinary people can drink at all.
The bright yellow color, the smell of tea that can be smelled when you enter the nose.
It is not a loss of tea leaves from the original mother tree.
"Xiaolei, these ghosts don't know how to drink tea, you can taste it. ”
Zhang Xiaolei is not a person born in a wealthy family.
At Zhao Jiangchuan's suggestion, she picked up the teacup and took a sip gently.
Sweet and sweet.
After swallowing, the mouth is fragrant.
The mellow taste is really not comparable to ordinary tea.
Drink the contents of the cup carefully.
Zhang Xiaolei exclaimed.
"Sure enough, it's a good tea, more mellow than the mother tea that my grandfather made when I was a child. ”
"Haha, of course.
This is a tea leaf that a virgin picked by herself when the sun is shining.
Even the special supply of the big man of the heavenly court, due to the process and time of making tea, can only be regarded as a defective product made of two courses. ”
Zhang Xiaolei was dumbfounded.
She could hear the meaning of Zhao Jiangchuan's words.
Even the tea of the bigwigs can only be regarded as second-class products, so doesn't that mean......
Obedient for a midwinter.
"Boom la la ......"
Zhao Jiangchuan picked up the teacup and poured another cup for Zhang Xiaolei with the most mellow tea-making technique.
Under the psychological effect, Zhang Xiaolei only felt that the bright yellow water was full of flowing gold.
She sighed.
"After this sip, all you drink is gold. ”
Gold?
Zhao Jiangchuan urged the narrow road.
"Guess how much this tea is a tael?"
"How much?"
"I didn't sell it on the market, but I did it once at an auction, 280 grams, 1.6 million. ”
"Boom".
Zhang Xiaolei swallowed her saliva with difficulty.
Two hundred and eighty grams is one million and six hundred thousand, and that one gram is almost 6,000 yuan.
Isn't that equivalent to the thousands of pieces she swallowed just now?
Zhang Xiaolei's eyes changed.
She looked at George King like a fool.
That strange look made George King feel that something was wrong.
He could feel the contempt of Zhao Jiangchuan and Zhang Xiaolei.
What kind of person is George King?
It was a dignified aristocrat of the British Empire, a nobleman with the title of viscount.
In his capacity, he was despised at several times.
But now, he is being despised one after another.
The boss despised it, and George King didn't dare to squeak.
Zhang Xiaolei is nominally his subordinate.
George King disagreed.
"Zhang, why are you looking at me like that?"
For George King, Zhang Xiaolei is a hundred unwelcome in her heart.
That time, this guy planned to give Zhang Xiaolei to Zhao Jiangchuan as a vassal.
Now, to have the opportunity to satirize this guy who usually looks aristocratic, Zhang Xiaolei is very happy.
"George, if you drink Lafite from 1869, what are you going to do?"
Drink Lafite of 1869?
What are you kidding, how can you drink Lafite in 1869, of course, this peerless wine must be preserved.
Don't......
George King suddenly realized something.
He couldn't believe it.
"Is this weird water..."
"Strange water?
George, you are not a nobleman, you don't even bother to taste a gram of tea worth seven hundred dollars.
Hehe......"
Seven hundred dollars per gram.
George King was punched.
Even if he didn't want to believe it, he had to believe it under the contemptuous eyes of Zhao Jiangchuan and Zhang Xiaolei.
Oh, God.
What did I waste.
George King's face was the color of a pig's liver.
Zhang Xiaolei's hehe, it's too lethal.
Under that incomprehensible hehe, George King's always self-contained aristocratic pride was not left with the scum of the blow.
"Boss, can I have another drink......
“......”
......
From the perspective of a professional manager, George King is undoubtedly very competent.
He is serious, responsible, and rigorous.
After a farce, George King immediately remembered his duty.
Standard Chartered currently holds a share of Thai Baht worth US$1.5 billion.
But international capital is attacking the Thai baht.
Once the baht is lost, Standard Chartered will face irreparable losses.
At that point, Standard Chartered may even lose money again and go bankrupt.
"Boss, I have to remind you that at present, international capital is attacking the Thai baht on a large scale, and I think it is difficult for the Thai baht to hold the fixed exchange rate, and once the Thai baht is lost, we may suffer immeasurable losses. I suggest that we should reduce our positions as soon as possible. ”
Regarding George King's concerns, Zhao Jiangchuan is well aware.
But in order to maximize future profits, it is necessary to get rid of some of the shorts now.
The market is so big, and there are so many assets in Thailand.
Wolves have more meat and less meat.
Everyone wants to take a bite, and the meat will be much less.
Only by taking out some of the guys can you maximize your profits.
But Zhao Jiangchuan is not dissatisfied with George King.
George Kim was able to propose and analyze the future trend of the Thai baht, which can be regarded as living up to his position.
At least, not everyone can see the trend.
With such a conscientious subordinate, it is much easier to be a boss.
Faced with George King's dutiful reminder, Zhao Jiangchuan encouraged.
"George, you're right, it's impossible for the baht to keep the fixed exchange rate. However, now is not the time to close positions. ”
"Why?"
George King was surprised.
And why.
Of course, it's because Lao Tzu has a plug-in.
In order to satisfy George King's question, Zhao Jiangchuan said earnestly.
"George, we have a saying in China that if you want people to perish, you must first make them crazy. With the situation Thailand is currently facing, it will definitely go crazy. ”
"So what, with the current environment in Thailand, it is simply impossible to reverse the situation of the Thai baht. ”
"What if I cheat?"
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