The news of the international consortium's shorting of the pound was originally highly confidential, and the circulation was limited to hedge funds and corresponding investors, and even the opponents in the industry were not aware of it.

No one wants to be on the opposite side of a country's central bank, especially in the face of an established capitalist country like the UK.

It's just that Giannelli, the head of Italy's Fiat Group, which invests in the Quantum Fund, inadvertently told reporters in October that the profit he earned from his share of the Quantum Fund in the past half a year exceeded the profit he earned from his stake in the car company, which made British reporters feel like a treasure. On October 24, Britain's Daily Mail broke the report that Soros had made more than a billion dollars in profits from the depreciation of the pound, and then reporters gathered around Soros's residence in London, where Soros happened to be.

Eventually, Soros was interviewed by The Times, in which Soros spoke in detail about the attack on the pound in the role of a market speculator, which was to some extent exactly what he wanted. Benefiting from extremely exaggerated profits, the Quantum Fund expanded its AUM to $8 billion in the following year, a full 60% increase from the previous year.

What is not known is that after learning from the experience of the leak, Soros issued a gag order to the fund's investors, making his gains in the subsequent attack on the European exchange rate system little known, in fact, on the attack on the Swedish krona in November, Soros once again gained a billion dollars.

In addition to quantum funds, founders such as Bruce Kavanagh and Paul Johns, who are founders of commodity companies, have also made more than $500 million in pounds, while large commercial banks such as Bank of America, JP Morgan and Chem Bank have also made huge profits because of their huge positions in foreign exchange trading.

The institutions that attack and profit from currencies such as the lira and peseta will always be a mystery, including the Tiger Fund, and the returns are not known to outsiders.

The storm in the European exchange rate system is far from over.

However, Zhongshi has already done OTC options arbitrage in the relevant market, and it is only a matter of time before he obtains the relevant benefits.

After saying goodbye to Zhong Xiaohui, Zhong Shi got on the transport bus to Nandu, and Zhong Fangzhuo told him that his little aunt was given to a family surnamed Wu in Nandu. He was alone, carrying travel documents, a little renminbi for temporary exchange, dozens of foreign exchange vouchers, and a few debit cards opened in the Bank of China, and he hit the road.

Originally, Land Rover wanted to send someone to follow, but Zhong Shi thought about it carefully and felt that he should not be too high-profile when he returned to the mainland this time, and he was here to find someone this time, and it was not appropriate to make a big publicity, so he did not agree. Moreover, he has traveled a lot in the past few years, and he has not encountered any danger, and now the domestic security is still somewhat guaranteed, and Land Rover reluctantly agreed.

As the capital of the previous regime, Nandu has had merchants from the Ryukyus in recent years, and on this trip Zhongshi met several people with accents that were clearly from the Ryukyus.

Sitting next to Zhong Shi was a tall and burly young man, in his twenties, very handsome, but a little arrogant, always looking at people with his nostrils, and looking disdainful of everyone, Zhong Shi was a little funny. Just imagine, if you are a person with status and status, how can you take a bus from Lihai to Nandu?

In front of him sat two men who were clearly from the Ryukyus, an old man with white hair and a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses, muttering something in the old man's ear in Hokkien from time to time.

I don't know how long it took, Zhong Shi was drowsy in the roar of the engine, and was half-asleep, when he suddenly heard an old man coughing vigorously on the side of the aisle, and one accidentally sprayed a mouthful of thick phlegm onto the aisle, mixed with a few blood streaks in the middle, it seemed that he was not lightly ill. The old man relieved himself, quickly took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped the phlegm off the aisle, and then smiled apologetically to the people around him, indicating that he did not have a heart.

At this time, the middle-aged man sitting in front of Zhong Shi frowned, and said in a somewhat weird manner: "Hmph, Huaxia people are of low quality, and spitting is too unhygienic." "It was a different dialect of Mandarin, but everyone in the car could hear it clearly.

A trace of guilt appeared on the old man's face, and he silently withdrew the handkerchief into his arms, and at the same time turned his head away, pretending to be deaf to Jiashi.

Who would have thought that this middle-aged man still didn't give up, and chattered endlessly: "Old man, if you are sick, go to the hospital quickly, don't learn from others to run around, if you infect others, it will not be good!" ”

Zhong Shi frowned slightly, and before he could speak, the young man sitting next to him stopped doing it, kicked on the seat in front of him, and asked loudly: "Hey, which country are you from, why are you so rude?" ”

The middle-aged man with glasses stood up suddenly, with a look of displeasure, but after seeing that it was a sturdy young man, he sat down again: "I'm a Ryukyuan person, what do you want?" ”

The young man hesitated for a moment and snorted: ", it turned out to be a fake foreign devil, if it weren't for the fact that you are also a Chinese, Lao Tzu would have done it!" ”

The man with glasses muttered in a low voice, "I'm from the Ryukyus, not from Huaxia." However, the voice was very low, and the young man beside Zhong Shi did not hear it, but Zhong Shi heard it clearly.

After the death of several political strongmen, the Ryukyus began the de-Chinese movement, and some young people who grew up on the island had a hard time associating themselves with the Chinese, but on the contrary, they were happy to have a relationship with Japan, after all, their current "president" was half Japanese.

The man with glasses wanted to say something, but the old man beside him had already reprimanded him loudly in Hokkien, and he hurriedly changed his smile and said a few words of Hokkien to the old man, thinking that he was excusing himself. The old man glared at the middle-aged man fiercely, then closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

"If it weren't for the current policy of preferential treatment for Liushang, Lao Tzu would have done it a long time ago!" Zhong Shi looked away and found that the young man was explaining to himself that he was making excuses for his previous inability to come forward. However, Zhong Shi wondered why this young man knew so much about the current policy.

After a few hours of driving, the bus finally stopped at the Chongmingmen bus station in Nandu.

As soon as Zhong Shi got out of the car, he found several police cars with flashing police lights parked in the bus station, and several policemen in neat uniforms were waiting next to the buses.

"Heh, what a big formation, why is Secretary Song here?" The young man who followed Zhong Shi had a sinking face and said with some unhappiness.

As he spoke, he saw Secretary Song nodding and walking over, three meters away from Zhong Shi and the others, so he couldn't wait to stretch out his hand, with a disgusting smile on his face: "Chairman Guo can come to Nandu, it's really brilliant!" ”

Zhong Shi was stunned for a while when he heard this, turned around, and found that the target of Secretary Song's flattery was the old man sitting in front of him, and it seemed that he was still a businessman who had done a lot of business.

The old man surnamed Guo obviously didn't expect this situation, his hand slightly touched Secretary Song and withdrew, and the middle-aged man with glasses next to him snorted coldly, ignoring Secretary Song's outstretched hand at all.

"Dong Guo, Mayor Li heard that you were coming to investigate, so he had already prepared a thin mat for the old gentleman to wash the dust, and asked the old gentleman to come with me." Secretary Song is also thick-skinned, it has reached the level of spitting and drying, he retracted his palm that had been stretched for a long time, and his face was full of flattering smiles again.

"In that case, you're welcome." The old man surnamed Guo nodded slightly, and followed Secretary Song into the police car. Sirens then blared, and the two Ryukyu businessmen were escorted away by the police.

"Damn, what kind of thing, foreign businessmen are like grandpa, I have never seen such a grandson!" The young man standing beside Zhong Shi saw this scene and said indignantly.

"Oh? They are foreign businessmen, and are those of the Ryukyus also considered foreign businessmen? Zhong Shi asked curiously.

"Count, weishenme doesn't count. Really TM angry man, after losing the battle fled to the island, within a few years he turned into a guest, if he threw himself into the arms of the American grandfather, I don't know what it would be like! The young man took a sip and cursed.

"Hey, buddy, what are you doing, you don't look that old, how dare you take a long-distance bus alone!" The young man turned his head and looked Zhong Shi up and down with his eyes, "Don't tell me that you are also a foreign businessman, or your buddy will die head-on." ”

"Maybe, I just don't know how you died?" Zhong Shi snorted, and said half-seriously and half-jokingly.

The young man smiled: "It's not necessarily dead, maybe I'll pick out your eyeballs for you, how about it, it's cheaper for you." After that, he scratched his head embarrassedly, "I said buddy, what are you doing in Nandu, it's not me bragging, as long as I say a word here, there is nothing that can't be done!" ”

Zhong Shi smiled: "Really? I think that Secretary Song just now is very unpleasant, can you help me beat him? ”

The young man had a wry smile on his face: "Hey, don't mention that Secretary Song, his backstage is bigger than my old man, I don't dare to fight, but I can do other things besides this." ”

"Really?" Zhong Shi's heart moved, listening to this young man's tone, it seemed that he was also a child of an official eunuch, if he helped, maybe the matter of finding relatives would be much easier. "It's fate to meet, let's go, let's go have a drink or two."

"Okay! It's best to find a place to take a shower and get rid of all the bad luck on your body! The young man hahadaxiao, with a look on his face that all men understand. (Thank you very much for the tips from book friends Xiaoxiao Stupid Cat and Treo5!) The author is exhausted, as long as everyone reads the book and is happy, I hope to be able to recommend more collections, xiexie~)