Zhang Jianjun watched Zhang Zijian leave in disappointment, leaned back on the chair, and stretched out his fingers to gently touch his temples. This nephew is really uneasy, if he hadn't seen Zhang Zijian lying on the coffee table and struggling to write it, he would really suspect that someone had ulterior motives. However, a little hairy child who comes out of the ravine can understand the operation of international capital, so the credibility is a bit like that.

Zhang Jianjun picked up the phone, thought about it, put it down again, smoked a cigarette by himself, and was still meditating. Zhang Zijian's report hints that the Middle East is very complicated, and if the country can intervene, how much benefit will it get? Zhang Jianjun is not only a businessman, but also a bit of a political mind, which is a different realm of people, if the old man of the Zhang family can see what is going on, it is another way to say.

After smoking three cigarettes in a row, Zhang Jianjun picked up the phone and dialed it? After a few beeps, a loud voice came from the earpiece, and Zhang Jianjun turned his head sideways to keep the microphone away from his ears.

"I'm Song Jianhao! Which one are you? ”

"Me, Jianjun?" Zhang Jianjun seemed to be very familiar with the other party, and directly said his name, and then Zhang Jianjun said: "Brother Song? Ask you something? Heard that there is a war in the Middle East? ”

The other party paused for a few seconds and said: "I said Jianjun, you just have to do business well, there are some things that you can't inquire about, and I ask you, how do you know that there is going to be a war in the Middle East." Who said that the Middle East is very complicated, and our people have not yet stood on their feet, but from the analysis of all aspects, all countries in the Middle East want to develop steadily? ”

"Okay, I got it!" After saying this, Zhang Jianjun hung up the phone, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said in his heart: What's wrong with me, let that kid get it, and the intelligence chief said it's okay? Am I serious?

After a while, the secretary brought three middle-aged people in, and as soon as he entered the door, one of them sat on the sofa opposite Zhang Jianjun with a big grin, and played with his hand! It's like your own home.

Zhang Jianjun looked at the one and said with a smile: "I said, Brother Ma, don't make a phone call before you come?" ”

This person who is called Brother Ma by Zhang Jianjun is called Ma Wendong, and he is the same authentic red second generation as Zhang Jianjun, and the old man of the Ma family is the deputy of the chief designer Deng Gong, and his rights are not low.

"It's nothing, passing by here, bring a friend over to see you, and have a drink with my brother at night?" Ma Wendong said with a smile. I saw a few pieces of manuscript paper on the table again, and the coffee table was a little messy.

I picked up a chapter and read it.,This chapter is a simple line drawing by Zhang Zijian.。 In order to express the growth of his investment, he had to use the best line to express it, but unfortunately there are few people in China who understand it.

A few dots, a curve, and some numbers jù, are expressed on this piece of paper. Ma Wendong obviously understands it, so he picked up a few more and looked at it, and drank it! I don't care about others, just look carefully. The friends and Zhang Jianjun he brought were a little embarrassed, and when people came, they didn't introduce each other, so they got it.

What made Zhang Jianjun even more embarrassed was that those pieces of paper were made by his nephew, and he asked Zhang Zijian to clean them just now, but just now he was thinking about the truth of the Middle East and didn't pay attention to the scratch paper on the coffee table opposite. When the secretary came in just now, he didn't help clean up, so he had to complain a few times at the secretary who was pouring tea.

After reading it, Ma Wendong closed his eyes and thought for a while, and after tidying up, he showed a middle-aged man with golden eyes and a suit next to him.

Then asked Zhang Jianjun: "Where did this come from?" It's obviously a first draft, are there any details? ”

"Hehe, Brother Ma! Don't take it seriously! It was my nephew who got it and said he wanted to invest in oil. The children's families don't count, and then there is ...... to say that it is related to the Middle East issue, and it is obviously a bit of intelligence content, and the people you bring don't know if they can listen to it, and Zhang Jianjun has a strong principle of secrecy in this regard. The more high-level officials can scold indiscriminately, but they cannot mention the content of political and military affairs.

Ma Wendong nodded and said, "It's okay, your own people?" ”

"The Middle East problem is not small, but there is no basis, I called Brother Song just now, Brother Song meant, the Middle East countries are currently developing steadily? So, I don't take it seriously. Zhang Jianjun came over with a cigarette and pulled a chair to sit opposite Ma Wendong?

Ma Wendong's old man is the chief of the General Staff of the General Staff, the first vice chairman, and the rank of general. But Ma Wendong did not join the army, but was in business like Zhang Jianjun, and he also had several trading companies, one of which was engaged in oil. So it's still sensitive to oil?

After reading it, the golden-eyed man said, "Yes, quite professional?" The first painting is good, but it hasn't appeared in China yet, and I don't know if this brother is also from abroad? "I just paid attention to the draft just now, and didn't listen carefully to Zhang Jianjun's introduction to what his nephew wrote?

Ma Wendong smiled and said, "His nephew wrote it, hey, it's not right!" When did you have a nephew? ”

"My eldest brother's child, when I went to the countryside, you know this history, and I found it in the ravine not long ago?" Zhang Jianjun said.

"Oh, kid, it's not big, it's not big, right?" Ma Wendong asked a little surprised.

And that eyed man is a bit like lying down, what? Just now the ravine and the ravine were recovered? What a match! Could it be Zhuge Liang, who knows the world without going out of the mountain? You can also predict the Middle East, you can!

Fortunately, Ma Wendong's eyes were sharp, and when he saw the pages of stationery on Zhang Jianjun's desk, he got up and walked over, picked it up and looked at it. I didn't speak, leaned my back against the edge of my desk, looked very carefully, studied word by word, and thought? After reading it, his face was incredible, and he showed it to the man with glasses again? sat directly opposite Zhang Jianjun and said, "What about the child? ”

"Just walked for ten minutes, right?" Zhang Jianjun is a little puzzled now, this, won't my eldest nephew write a little truthful, right? Your son is in the General Staff, so he won't make my nephew a spy agent, right?

After reading it, the man with glasses said to Ma Wendong: "Mr. Ma, if you figure out the information, you can do it, there is a lot of profit here, this report points out that in the use of capital differentiation as leverage, while doing gold in the London trading market, and crude oil in the New York trading market, but the Tokyo market in the report remains to be seen, after all, Japan has just come out of the economic crisis." ”

Ma Wendong nodded, and said to Zhang Jianjun: "This is the venture capital manager I poached on Wall Street in New York some time ago. Mr. Li Zhensheng is a native of Guangzhou. 79 graduated from Yale University with a master's degree in financial management. Is this something worth looking into? Can you get in touch with your nephew? I want to meet this little master now? ”

Zhang Jianjun opened his mouth slightly, there was an indescribable taste, how did this matter turn the world upside down? Can a half-sized child be a financial master, and he is still recognized? If you really win, then say? Isn't it a problem to get hundreds of millions of dollars? Drink, these Zhang Jianjun can't sit still, his own treasure, if he wants outsiders to get it, he will lose a lot.