Returning from the Safoy Hotel, Pan Asia Fund began to sell short with great fanfare, especially on the North Sea Brent Light crude oil futures in London, where they placed short orders close to $1 billion. ◎ May Chinese Network 5 ◎

However, the oil futures market, which is supposed to be sensitive, has been unexpectedly slow to react, which means that there are shadows of other financial companies in it, and the partners of the Pan Asia Fund have suddenly become anxious.

To add insult to injury, the financial media have begun to pay attention to the Pan Asia Fund as it has surfaced.

The well-known "Financial Times" even sent reporters to cover the interview.

In London, journalists are the least offending guys, they can do anything for the sake of journalism, and they are rarely subject to official restrictions.

The well-known wiretapping case in later generations represents the attitude of British journalists, who dared to wiretap cabinet ministers, dare to tap the Queen's residence, dare to tap the Prime Minister's official residence...... In China, this is unimaginable or unthinkable.

In London, the arrogance of media reporters can be imagined even more.

No British, from politicians to civilians, would have a good opinion of this kind of guy who has nothing to do, and often criticizes the media industry. Amazingly, British politicians and British civilians rarely encounter individual journalists who do not offend.

The same is true for indigenous recreation.

Although she is already the president of the British company Globe Oil, in front of the famous reporter of the famous Financial Times, Kang Le finally decided to take her to the Hong Lok Building for an interview.

As a result, British Globe Petroleum sent two low-profile MG sedans. One for recreation, and one for the Financial Times, hoping to quietly enter the financial city. There was no sound of firecrackers at all.

The Financial Times reporters and videographers seemed to acquiesce to Kangle's low profile, until before departure, the light-blonde haired Times reporter Delia suddenly slipped out of the car door and wrote a big "ft" on both sides of the car with spray paint.

In the City of London, the hottest newspaper is naturally the Financial Times, and no one will understand "FT" as fat, and Kangle's eyes widened at that time.

Such a car drove under the Recreation Building. Isn't that tantamount to selling the Pan Asia Fund?

While he asked someone to dispatch other vehicles, he looked at the other party complainingly and said, "You can't ......."

"Let's go. Delia patted the roof of the car, and the fat MG rushed forward.

Kangle got in the car and chased wildly. It's also useless, he can't really direct a flying car.

Inside the Connaught Building, there is a busy scene.

Locally recruited employees and elites recruited from other places poured in and out of the corridors, like the tide in the afternoon. Impactful.

Delia tied her hair up casually. After greeting the cameraman, he went in a rampage, and when he couldn't get through the security door, he interviewed passers-by in the hall.

Kang Le himself arrived later, sighed, and asked the front desk: "Where is Su Dong?"

"Su Dong didn't come today. "The front desk also knows him.

Kang Le shrugged at Delia: "Sioux City is not here. ”

Delia rolled her eyes and said, "What about your futures trader? I want to interview him."

Kang Le hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's go to the top floor." ”

The Financial Times is different after all. Especially now, the web is still just a prototype. The media on paper is experiencing its final glory. If you don't give this beautiful reporter something useful, Kang Le is even more worried that she will play recklessly.

Under the leadership of Kang Le, Di Liya successfully met Qi Xiao and the three main traders, but unfortunately, Qi Xiao, who supervised the transaction, was very bored and unceremoniously kicked the two out.

"The traders in the trading room are the largest. Kang Le said there was no way.

"Understandably, they were under too much pressure. Delia's London voice is quite good, and the rhythm is powerful: "I just looked at it, and they seem to have gathered a lot of information, which is different from the financial companies I have seen before. ”

"Pan Asia Fund is not a traditional futures finance company, and the way they operate futures is mainly based on intelligence in the oil industry. Kang Le explained casually.

"You must be very confident in your intelligence capabilities, will there be more pressure to hold a billion dollars of short orders?" Di Liya interviewed Kang Le as she looked around. She was not really interested in the CEO of the British company, and for the Financial Times reporter, there were still plenty of opportunities to interview the CEO of an oil company, and on the contrary, an Asian super-rich man was more in line with the impact of a news story.

From the point of view of the British, the tyrants of the Middle East, the tyrants of South America or China are all very material to write about.

Kang Le blinked and asked, "How do you know we have $1 billion in empty orders?"

Delia smiled: "I've done some homework in the last few days, and the news about the Pan Asia Fund is not difficult to get now, but it's a little difficult to identify." In this way, the Pan Asia Fund does hold $1 billion in short orders?"

"You have to ask Su Dong about this. Although Kang Le is also an experienced company president, he is still a little overwhelmed in front of the radiant beauty.

It should be said that he really doesn't want to ruin his image.

"Let me help you ask where Su Dong is. Kang Le didn't wait for Di Liya to ask, and offered to help. For Pan Asia Fund, an interview is also meaningful, and it will not let all kinds of news fly in the sky.

Kang Le asked all the way, and within two minutes, he saw a fat man with dripping eyes come to him and said in Beijing-style English: "I know where Su Dong is." ”

"Where?" Kang Le turned around, and then looked at the Chinese in front of him with slightly suspicious eyes.

This guy's eyes are too thief.

"You're looking for him?" the fat man laughed, not knowing that his image was slipping to the bottom.

"Of course. ”

"You've got to take me with you. ”

Kang Le frowned and asked, "Why?"

"I'm his friend, but this guy is a friend and runs to find food by himself, leaving me alone in the company, it's too boring. "The fat man is Huang Ping, and he has just arrived in London for a few days.

In these years, it is not so easy for Chinese to go abroad, not to mention the cumbersome procedures and passport procedures, and often have to be accompanied by various certificates. Huang Ping heard that Dahua Industrial was in London, so he naturally wanted to come and play around, but Shulan was also in London, and Sioux City had no choice but to let it go.

Kang Le's face was wrinkled, and he thought: It's normal to eat food in London, no matter how bad the city is, there are always some delicious food, but after looking for food for so many days...... Is there really good food in London?

…… (To be continued......)