Chapter 30: Undercurrents
Late at night, the Federal Reserve Building was brightly lit and crowded, and no one returned home early from work as usual.
Everyone had a strict expression on their faces, and the number of jΓΉ that had just been baked in their hands was deformed by them, and they didn't know it.
The most solemn expression of this kind was the number jΓΉ analysis room, at this time the number jΓΉ room was shrouded in a solemn atmosphere, and the chief analyst of the Federal Reserve looked at the report in his hand and the number analysis below with a blank face.
Next to him, a gray-haired but energetic old man looked at him with a smile on his face and did not speak.
"Mr. Sergey, if you look at the figures, a lot of corporate loans have recently not been used for production, but for the stock market.
If you look at the numbers on this one, they have just been sent by the HKMA, and none of the numbers on it represent a huge amount of money.
The lion's share is from Japan, what are they going to do? Are they going to stir things up in the financial markets?
You're looking at this one, and it's the flow of money from shell companies in the Virgin Islands. β
Klaus Nord put the numbers in his hand in front of Fed Vice President Sergei Roy, pointing to the numbers above and the analysis below.
"Klaus, don't get excited, it's just a normal flow of money, what we're going to do is find the people and the money that are going to work against us, not to pay attention to things that we can't manage right now. β
Sergey Roy looked at the numbers and analysis on the sheets of paper in front of him, and the smile on his face became even bigger.
"Mr. Sergei, do you know something? Your smile reminds me of your smile when the Orientals signed the Plaza Agreement a few years ago.
Oh my God, you won't ......."
As he spoke, Klausnod seemed to have thought of something, and immediately stopped persuading, and looked at Sergei Roy, who was sitting there quietly, with an uncalm face, hoping to see something on his face.
"Klaus, don't look at me like that, don't make such an expression, a qiΔ is not what you think. β
Sergey Roy and Klausnod have been old friends for many years, and there are no taboos in their conversation, but there are some subordinates around who are watching.
Klaus followed Sergei's gaze, then waved his hand at them, waited for them to leave, and then turned back to look at Sergei.
"Sergei told me, are those people on Wall Street starting to do things again, don't they know that if this continues, it will bring America down?
If you want to make money, where you can't make money, why do you have to come every once in a while.
What do you do, you're the vice chairman of the Federal Reserve, you have the right to stop them, you can't let them do so much damage to the country. β
Klaus expressed his opinion unmistakably angrily to Sergei Roy.
"Klaus, you're a digital analyst, you know our economy, we're a free market, we can't meddle at will, it's the market that decides.
If we intervene, we're going to change the nature of our market, and it's going to isolate a lot of investors from our market, and that's something that the White House pair won't tolerate, and I'm sure you can understand.
As for the economy, there is no problem now, it's just that the market is overheating, he's just adjusting automatically, and we can't meddle when the White House doesn't react, it's not in line with the rules. β
Sergei Roy looked at his cousin with a smile on his face, and the angry Klaus shrugged his shoulders and said slowly.
"Okay Klaus, don't do this, I'm just waiting for you to go to dinner together after work today, don't make me wait for a long time, okay?
Economic matters belong to the Department of Economy and Trade and have nothing to do with us, we just submit our own opinions, and the rest are the affairs of the White House. β
Sergey Roy did not give Klausnod a chance to continue speaking and diverted the topic.
"Sergey, tell me what those people said? Are they angry?
If you are really angry, then why didn't you stop Rockefeller Square when it was sold.
They only have money in their eyes, and the green dollars are what they need, and the rest is useless in their eyes, even if the United States is sold out, they will not care. β
Klausnod said what he had guessed in a roaring voice after Sergey Roy had finished speaking.
"Klaus, it's not something you should be in charge of, we don't have the right to manage our bosses, you know, we're just part-time workers, and we can't stop them from doing whatever they want, even if it's wrong. β
When Sergey Roy heard Klausnod's roar, the smile on his face disappeared and became stern.
It's good that he's the vice chairman of the Federal Reserve, but he's still a migrant worker, and in capitalist society, especially in the United States, the banks are all private, let alone the central bank of the United States, but the control of this bank is relatively hidden, and ordinary people won't know about it, even if they are speculating, as long as the government doesn't admit it, there is no problem.
Besides, after all these years of development, the Federal Reserve has perfectly replaced the responsibilities of the central bank of the United States, and people recognize him.
His identity is not enough to know some confidential things, but it does not prevent him from analyzing them in a lot of numbers, after all, there are not a few elites and the like among the people below, and it is not very difficult for him to know some things.
After all, all the flow of funds in the United States is under the supervision of the Federal Reserve, and even if some large funds are divided into small shares and flow out, they can judge the source of the funds by the whereabouts of the flows.
If he hadn't been in his current position, he would have raised funds to follow those people into it.
"But Sergey, we can't just ignore us because we're employees, we have to hand in our ideas.
I think they also want America to develop in a better direction, you know, what is the use of them even if they have money after the United States is finished.
They can go to Europe, Brazil, Argentina, but where can they enjoy their current status?
They won't have anything, we have to let them temper themselves, even if it's to teach the Orientals a lesson, they can lead the battlefield out of America, they don't have to be here. β
Klausnod continued to persuade unrelentingly.
He is a very rare patriot in the United States, who is a rare animal in the United States, and they do not think about the idea that the capitalist door has no borders.
"Well, my dear Patriotic Hero Mr. Klaus, I will tell Mr. SΓΉ of your thoughts.
So now we can get ready for dinner after work, you must know that Chrissy is waiting for us, and we can't miss the appointment in the face of beautiful women, otherwise he won't pay attention to us next time. β
Sergei was so upset by Klaus's insistence that he could only smile wryly and nod in response, he didn't want to have a good party and cancel it because of the discussion between the two.
The power of the owner, as a sprawling private courtyard in Tokyo and the location of the city center where land is at a premium, can be preserved by the Tokyo Architecture Division and the Planning Division, which have been renovated everywhere.
The flowers and birds are fragrant, and it is quiet and peaceful, but today it is surrounded by countless black-clothed bodyguards, and there are some hidden people who appear from time to time in the hidden positions around it.
With such a defense, it can be seen that something remarkable must have happened here today.
At this time, Zhao Qing had already pressed the doorbell of the room.
"Third Young Master, you're back. β
didn't wait long, Hu Bo's familiar face appeared in front of Zhao Qing, and as soon as he saw the invite, Hu Bo's somewhat bitter melon-like face immediately became excited, and shouted over and over again to pick up the huge travel backpack that Zhao Qing was carrying on his back.
"Huber, I'm back. β
Zhao Qing stopped Hu Bo from taking his backpack, and said to Hu Bo with a smile on his face
After entering the room, Zhao Qing casually left his backpack on the side, changed his slippers and walked to the living room.
"Young master, you can't scare Lao Hu like this in the future, I haven't even had a phone call for more than 20 days, it's really worrying.
How many sins you have received this trip? The body has become thinner, the face is dark, you can't do this in the future, if you want to travel, go to Hawaii, Europe for a turn, as for what to drill the mountains and forests and the like, you will be exempted from it. β
Zhao Qing did it on the sofa, listening to the chatter of Hu Bo's woman, but this kind of chatter Zhao Qing likes to listen to very much, and I am afraid that he is the only one left in this world except for his mother.
"Huber didn't call back this time except for a little episode, and he won't do it in the future, when I went out, I took a mobile phone with me and called back anytime and anywhere to report my safety. β
When Hu Bo stopped nagging and remembered that Zhao Qing probably hadn't eaten yet, and was going to prepare a meal for him, Zhao Qing stood up and said slowly.
After saying that, he didn't stop Huber from going to the kitchen to prepare a meal for him, he walked to the door and picked up his backpack and regretted the room, he needed to take a shower and change into loose clothes, and he was a little tired after a day of rushing to catch a plane.
"Ah Qing, you're finally back, if you don't show up, I'll call the police. β
After Zhao Qing took a shower and walked out of the room after changing his clothes, he heard Chen Jiaming's caring voice.
"I had a little fun this time, and I forgot about reporting safety. β
Zhao Qing didn't want to tell Chen Jiaming about his distress, so maybe his mother would know, and in that case, his mother would be even more worried.
"By the way, uncle, what is the market situation now, have we withdrawn our funds?"
In order to prevent Chen Jiaming from continuing to ask, Zhao Qing took the initiative to divert the topic, believing that Chen Jiaming should have smelled a different smell during this time.