Lee Myung-hun has been busy dealing with a major case recently, and he learned from online news that Cho Won-hee was hospitalized in a car accident and immediately drove to Seoul National University Hospital. There are only two people in the ward, Song Ki-beom and Kim Jung-sung, and Park Dong-kyu went home on the night shift last night to catch up on sleep.

"Hello Prosecutor General, I'm Song Jifan, Yuanxi's agent." Song Ki-bum bowed down to salute Lee Myung-heon, and the famous star prosecutor Lee Myung-heon and Song Ki-bum naturally knew him.

Lee Myung-hun glanced at Song Ki-beom, didn't stop, and walked straight into the ward.

"Uncle Xian." Zhao Yuanxi sat up straight with his arms propped up, leaning over and saluting Li Mingxian.

"It's good to sit," Li Mingxian quickly stepped forward to support Zhao Yuanxi's arm, his eyes stayed on Zhao Yuanxi's left leg with a thick bandage, "How is the injury?" What do doctors say? ”

Zhao Yuanxi smiled: "It's not a big deal, the doctor said that he would be discharged from the hospital in a week." In order not to worry Li Mingxian, Zhao Yuanxi deliberately shortened the recovery time.

Li Mingxian said in a deep voice: "I said not to do anything Idol, but now I am in the hospital again." ”

Li Mingxian didn't want Zhao Yuanxi to be an artist from the bottom of his heart, and he inevitably became angry when he saw that he was injured because of his trip.

Zhao Yuanxi defended: "The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have good and bad luck, this is fate, and it has nothing to do with being Idol." It's like when I was in a plane crash. ”

Li Mingxian sighed and was about to open his mouth to further persuade Zhao Yuanxi to give up being an artist, when suddenly the mobile phone rang, and he saw that it was the phone of his henchman Zheng Hezhun, walked away a few steps, and answered the call by the windowsill.

"Well, got it, I'll go over right now."

Li Mingxian quickly ended the call, walked to the hospital bed and said gently: "There are important things that I need to deal with, I will ask Shanya to come and take care of you." ”

"Uncle Xian, you are busy, I have someone here to take care of you, don't worry."

Li Mingxian nodded, patted Zhao Yuanxi's shoulder and said, "I'll come to visit you again when I'm free." ”

After Li Mingxian left, Zhao Yuanxi beckoned to Kim Zhengsheng, "Zhengsheng, bring the laptop." ”

Last night, the children of Girls' Generation were afraid that Zhao Yuanxi would be alone and stayed with them in the ward until late, but if it wasn't for Zhao Yuanxi's urging, they still refused to leave. Tiffany and Seo Hyun took the key to Cho Won-hee's dormitory to take care of Hwang Jian-ning, and Cho Won-hee asked Park Dong-kyu to send the two over and pick up his laptop by the way.

Zhao Yuanxi has been trying to keep himself busy, busy for a moment, only in this way can he not have the leisure to think about it, and he has no time to think about the shadows in his brain and the few lives left.

For two weeks, he could only lie in bed and do nothing, there was almost nothing else to do except the occasional composition, and he could get sick without illness, so Zhao Yuanxi had to return to his old business and pick up his very promising job as a fund manager.

Calling out the trend of U.S. stocks, the Dow Jones index fell all the way from the high of 14198 in October 07 to close at 12302 points as of yesterday's close, and the S&P 500 index closed at 1331 points, a cumulative decline of more than 200 points. The decline was ferocious, and there was not even a decent rebound.

Zhao Yuanxi looked through the complicated financial news, and finally locked his eyes on the change in the Federal Reserve's interest rate.

Since the US federal benchmark interest rate was cut by 50 basis points in early 2001, the Fed's monetary policy has begun a cycle from raising interest rates to cutting interest rates, and monetary policy tends to be accommodative. After 13 interest rate cuts, by June 2003, the federal benchmark interest rate had been reduced to 1 per cent, the lowest level in the last 46 years.

The accommodative monetary policy environment, reflected in the housing market, was the decline in mortgage rates over the same period, with the 30-year fixed mortgage rate falling from 8.1% at the end of 2000 to 5.8% in 2003. The continuous decline in mortgage interest rates during this period has become an important factor in driving the continuous housing boom in the United States for several years and the expansion of the bubble in the subprime mortgage market.

Due to the decline in interest rates, many high-risk financial innovation products have the possibility to arise and the opportunity for rapid expansion in the real estate market. One of the key manifestations of this is the sharp increase in variable lending rates and interest-only loans, which have rapidly increased the proportion of total mortgage loans disbursed.

These innovative forms of financial loans have ostensibly eased the repayment pressure of homebuyers and have fueled or supported the multi-year boom in the real estate market. Since the real estate industry is the pillar industry of the national economy, it has directly or indirectly promoted or supported the prosperity of the US economy for many years.

It is an unbreakable truth that if the bubble expands to a certain extent, it will inevitably burst.

Beginning in June 2004, the Fed's low interest rate policy began to reverse, and by June 2005, after 13 consecutive rate increases, the federal benchmark interest rate had been raised from 1% to 4.25%. By August 2006, the federal benchmark interest rate had risen to 5.25 per cent, marking a complete reversal of expansionary policy.

The Fed's continuous interest rate hikes have increased the cost of financing, resulting in a significant increase in the risk of mortgage default, gradually forming a debt crisis, which is very likely to induce a liquidity crisis, and the final result is a financial storm.

Cho Won-hee was keenly aware of the huge profit opportunities, and decisively sold his holdings of Korean securities and entered the US securities market with ambition. After purchasing S.M. shares, he left about 2.4 billion won and entered the Korean stock market, and now he has earned more than 60 percent, with a total capital of 3.8 billion won.

The 3.8 billion won is just a pawn crossing the river, and it is his vanguard, and if the trend is in line with his judgment, he will mobilize all the troops of the follow-up main force.

The long-term search and analysis is extremely draining, and Zhao Yuanxi has been in South Korea for more than three months, and his brain has never been as high-load as he is today. His forehead was hot, his cheeks were red, and there was a pinprick pain in the ring on the back of his right head.

Zhao Yuanxi breathed a long sigh of relief, turned off the laptop and slowly lay down, sure enough, excessive use of the brain is easy to induce migraine.

Falling asleep in a daze, I don't know how long I slept, Zhao Yuanxi was woken up by the ringtone of his mobile phone, it was a call from Lee Hyori.

"Sister Xiaoli." Zhao Yuanxi wiped his face and answered the phone with a smile.

"Yuanxi, are you okay, are you seriously injured?" A series of eager greetings from Li Xiaoli came from the earpiece, and she had just seen the news that Zhao Yuanxi had been admitted to the hospital in a car accident on the Internet, and as soon as she heard the news, she called Zhao Yuanxi's mobile phone to ask about his injuries.

"With Sister Lao Xiaoli worried, it's no big deal."

Hearing Zhao Yuanxi say that there was no big problem, Li Xiaoli breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "That's good, which hospital is it?" ”

"Seoul National University Hospital."

"I'll go now." After speaking, he didn't wait for Zhao Yuanxi to reply, and hung up the phone directly, Li Xiaoli has always been a fiery character.

Lee Hyo-ri rushed to Seoul National University Hospital and made another phone call to inquire about the ward, and pushed the door in with her agent, who was carrying a large bag and a small bag.

Li Xiaoli just finished today's pictorial shooting trip, and rushed over from the shooting site directly after learning the news of Zhao Yuanxi's admission to the hospital, dressed in fashionable pictorial makeup, which set off the invincible sex appeal and charm in the world.

"Sister Xiaoli." Zhao Yuanxi nodded at Lee Hyo-ri's agent and greeted Lee Hyo-ri with a smile.

Song Ki-beom and Lee Hyo-ri's agent had a drink, and they had a friendship and took the initiative to greet him.

Li Xiaoli looked at Zhao Yuanxi, who was tied with a thick bandage, his eyes flashed with a look of pity, walked to him and sat down, glared at Zhao Yuanxi and said, "It's all tied like this, and you still tell me that the injury is not serious?" ”

"It's just a flesh wound, no bones, and it won't heal in a week."

"That's good," Lee Hyo-ri sighed, "why did it happen?" ”

Zhao Yuanxi said lightly: "It was purely an accident, and the vehicle that caused the accident ran a red light." Sister Xiaoli doesn't have an itinerary today? ”

"Pictorial shooting," Lee Hyo-ri replied briefly, unintentionally continuing the topic of his work, "my sister came in a hurry, I didn't prepare a gift, and I wanted to eat something to tell my sister." ”

Zhao Yuanxi chuckled and said, "Sister Xiaoli came to see me as the best gift." The invincible Lee Hyori in the world, the dream of all men in the world. I'm already dizzy with bliss. ”

Li Xiaoli laughed, glanced at Zhao Yuanxi, his eyes flowed, and he was coquettish, "Flamboyant tongue, lying on the hospital bed is not honest." ”

"I'm injured in my leg and not in my mouth, and I'm telling the truth, not a flamboyant."

"Okay, even if you're right," Li Xiaoli believed to himself, calmly accepted Zhao Yuanxi's compliment, stared at Zhao Yuanxi's handsome face and said softly, "If you are really happy and dizzy, you can write a popular song for your sister with your heart." ”

"Don't say a song, an album is fine."

Li Xiaoli smiled, "You said it yourself." ”