Chapter 724: Cold Snap (Make up for yesterday's first shift, and there will be a second shift in a while)
The Peninsula Hotel.
"Hooked?" Zhang Chen stopped the treadmill, picked up a towel and wiped his sweat.
"Hooked. Wei Daren sipped a cup of milk tea, "This Luo Zhaohui is too stupid, he can be fooled by such a simple trap." β
Zhang Chen and Wei Daren got on the VIP elevator one after the other, and when they returned to the room, Zhang Chen opened a bottle of water, drank two sips and said: "Don't underestimate Luo Zhaohui, he can be fooled, just because he was carried away by greed, thinking that as long as the financial problem is solved, the building and land in his hands can make huge profits." At this time, a life-saving straw was handed to me, and of course I would desperately grab it. He has no objection to the content of the agreement?"
Wei Daren nodded: "He still wanted us to invest in the form of direct investment, but I rejected him on the grounds that it was not easy to realize." He didn't want to agree to the priority of the debt at first, and according to our plan, the lawyer proposed to increase the lender's liability for default in the contract to balance his risk, and he reluctantly agreed. β
Zhang Chen nodded with satisfaction, this is the most critical step in the whole plan, as long as Luo Zhaohui is fooled, he will definitely die!
But whether it can make Liu Yuci's flesh hurt depends on the operation later.
Wei Daren rubbed his hands: "Since everything is ready, when will your follow-up plan start?"
Zhang Chen smiled slightly: "Wait." β
Wei Daren asked ignorantly, "What are you waiting for?"
Zhang Chen took a sip of water and looked out the window: "Wait for the cold snap." β
Wei Daren didn't know why: "Cold snap?"
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Winter in Moscow seems to have been particularly cold this year, and as we enter November, there have already been three snowfalls.
Before the snow on the road could be cleared, the second snow came again, layer by layer, and it was hard and slippery to be trampled on by pedestrians and vehicles.
A black BMW 760 slowly pulled up in front of a nearly 50-year-old residential building, creaking the snow on the side of the road.
Andrey Ustinov carefully parked the car, picked up a few bags of food from the co-pilot, carefully cleaned the seats and floor mats, and pushed open the door of the stairway under the envious gaze of the neighbors.
He couldn't be careless, and he was able to become Khodorkovsky's full-time driver, relying on this kind of caution that others did not have.
And, of course, loyalty.
Pushing open the door, the smell of beetroot soup and the sound coming from the TV made Andrei Ustinov feel a wave of warmth.
"I'm back. Andrei Ustinov shouted into the kitchen.
"I came back early today. His wife's voice came from the kitchen, "Did you buy onions?"
"Well, I bought it. Mikhail went to England today, so he came back a little early. Where's Ava?" Andrey Ustinov carried the grocery bag to the kitchen with some preoccupation and kissed his wife on the cheek.
"Ava was taken by my father to stay in Lyubertsy for a few days. β
His wife, Nia, does not work outside the home and is a full-time housewife.
After the collapse of the Soviet Union, the lives of ordinary people plummeted. As a result of shock therapy, the country's economy collapsed, prices skyrocketed, supplies were scarce, and countless Rakshasas lost their lives due to hunger and cold. In those years, being able to survive was the greatest success.
Andrey Ustinov, who was originally a technician at a state-owned plant, also lost his job in the midst of this world-changing change, when he was 25 years old.
Just when Andrei Ustinov felt cornered, Khodorkovsky's Menatpa Bank bought up the state-run factory where he worked. And he, because he graduated from Mendeleev's Academy with Khodorkovsky and was also Jewish, gained Khodorkovsky's trust and became Khodorkovsky's full-time driver before he became an oligarch.
Now that I think about it, this is really the luckiest thing, and Andrei Ustinov is full of gratitude to Khodorkovsky from the bottom of his heart.
With this income and many hidden benefits, Andrei Ustinov became the most capable person in his own social circle and the one with the highest standard of living.
The husband and wife were eating quietly, and the TV in the living room was always on and the news was playing.
"The Rakshasa Dow Jones Composite Index (Note 1) opened today down 68 points and closed at 554 points, down more than 10 percent, with many stocks down more than 50 percentγγγγγγ β
Andrey Ustinov's eyelids jumped slightly when he heard the sound coming from the TV, and Nia hurriedly turned up the sound of the TV with the remote control.
"This plunge was just a fortuitous phenomenon. "Some people say that this is the impact of the Asian financial crisis, I don't agree with this view, if there is, it is just some Goryeo speculators in Rakshasa who were forced to choose to withdraw because of their own problems, you know, the Korean economy has now been taken over by the IMF, and in the Rakshasa stock market, the proportion of Korean funds is not large, I don't think this panic sell-off will continue." β
Nia looked at her husband and said worriedly, "The stocks you bought won't be affected, right?"
Andrei Ustinov drank all the beetroot soup on his plate, wiped his mouth with the napkin and took out a card from his pocket: "I sold all my stocks and bonds last week, and the money is here." β
Nia breathed a sigh of relief and took the unfamiliar bank card, finding that it was not a Rakshasa domestic bank card.
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Andrei Ustinov nodded, "Yes, Citi, I exchanged all the rubles for dollars, and the account opened at Citi, here is a total of 30,000 dollars, which is all our deposits." β
Listening to her husband's words, Nia was a little overwhelmed. More than six years after the collapse of the Soviet Union, and the painful memories of the century-old changes in the early nineties are still in the minds of every Rakshasa person, Nya immediately realized that the Rakshasa economy might be in trouble again.
When the Soviet Union collapsed, the ruble depreciated by more than 90 percent and became almost a pile of waste paper.
Khodorkovsky, whom her husband serves, is one of the most powerful people in the Rakshasa at the moment, and the news is naturally more reliable than that of ordinary people.
"I went to call my parents and Pendelov and asked them to quickly exchange rubles for dollars and sell stocks. Nia put down the bread in her hand and hurried to make a phone call.
"Let them not talk to others. Andrei Ustinov turned back and told his wife.
The sun had completely set, it was pitch black outside the window, and the only thing I could see was the snowflakes.
Snow, it's still falling.
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Manhattan, 5th Avenue, 874 penthouse.
"I just called Chubais, and he said that this was just an unexpected upheaval, just a panic sell-off caused by the flight of Korean capital, and it will return to normal in a short time. Soros said confidently to Druckenmiller.
Druckenmiller's eyes widened and he said angrily, "150 million dollars! In just one day, we lost 150 million in Rakshasa! George, you can't trust the Rakshasas! There is a problem with their deficit data!"
Note 1: On October 3, 97, Rakshasa announced the adoption of the Rakshasa Dow Jones Index similar to the US Dow Jones Index and the Rakshasa Trading System Index to replace the previous Business System Index. However, this statistical method and name were only used for a short time, and after the debt crisis, the Rakshasa Dow Jones Index merged with the Rakshasa Trading System Index to form the current RTS Index.
(End of chapter)