Ma Guoliang is a straightforward trader, and he felt a little anxious when he saw everyone suddenly discussing the ethical bottom line of international hedge funds.

"We are now facing three crises. The first crisis is the Russian government bond market, the second crisis is flood control and disaster relief in mainland China and the production of relief supplies, and the third crisis is that Hong Kong is being attacked by international hedge funds."

As he said this, he stared straight at Chen Dong, hoping that the big boss would give him a clear answer. "We have almost finished planning for the second crisis. The third crisis is still in the prediction stage and has not officially occurred yet."

"I think we should solve the first crisis first."

Remembering the big boss's previous idea of ​​entrusting Yulia with the entire rear area of ​​Russia, Ma Guoliang directly criticized, "Letting a young girl like Yulia manage such a large market, I think that's a bit unfair."

"She handled the crisis at home all by herself, so what's the point of having our offshore company's researchers and consultants?"

Ma Guoliang and Chen Dong have different perspectives on the problem. Chen Dong knows Yulia very well, so he believes in her abilities from the bottom of his heart. However, Ma Guoliang, from a work perspective, thinks that overcoming a difficult problem cannot be left to a certain team or a certain person, so he boldly expressed his ideas.

However, when Chen Dong heard him refute his opinion, he not only did not blame Ma Guoliang, but also greatly appreciated his serious attitude.

Ma Guoliang can be a bit rigid and conservative in his operations, but he is a steady person and his words are indeed thought-provoking.

Chen Dong quickly said, "Since we don't need to intervene in the second and third crises for the time being, we can take this opportunity to concentrate our efforts on resolving the first crisis."

"Russia".

The fact that the boss said this in front of everyone means that they are about to take new action.

The conference room was packed with two rows of senior executives. After hearing Chen Dong's words, they were all very excited and immediately straightened their posture, sitting up straight.

Then Chen Dong said, "Since they want to use a feint, we will use that to our advantage and divide the international speculators' camp."

"I just don't believe that Soros and Robertson's small team can grow three heads and six arms and simultaneously manage four markets: Europe, China, Russia, and Hong Kong."

After hastily assigning tasks to Ma Guoliang, Chen Dong remained alone in the office.

Not long ago, Ah Fang had a large monitor installed in his office, which constantly records the changes in the Hong Kong stock market.

The stock market has closed at this time. Today, the Hong Kong stock market closed at 8701.41 points, a drop of nearly 260 points compared to last week.

The Hong Kong dollar's value against the US dollar decreased from 7.75 to 7.85.

This decline is negligible for Hong Kong's booming economy, but what is worrying is the increasing turnover rate in sectors such as agriculture, forestry, fisheries, animal husbandry, and power utilities.

In fact, it wasn't just Ma Guoliang and his colleagues who were worried about the Hong Kong authorities; Chen Dong was also concerned that the Hong Kong government wouldn't be able to protect the Hang Seng Index as he hoped.

He had been troubled by the three crises facing Longteng for some time, and today he could finally get some rest. Chen Dong asked the driver to take him to Yinlongju.

War is about to break out, and he must take advantage of this peaceful moment to rest.

When I got home, the Hidden Dragon Residence, which I had expected to be deserted, was filled with the familiar aroma of food.

He followed the aroma to the kitchen and discovered that it was Vivian Chow cooking herself. Meanwhile, the maids were watching her clumsily at work with nervous expressions, each offering their own advice as if they were instructing Vivian on what to do.

At this moment, the maid noticed Chen Dong and said with some surprise, "Mr. Chen, you're back!"

Upon hearing Chen Dong's name, Zhou Huimin instantly became uneasy. She was holding a pot and instinctively turned around, almost getting burned by the hot oil.

Chen Dong quickly stepped forward and snatched the pot from her hands. "Why did you decide to cook today?"

"The food Auntie makes isn't good?"

Upon hearing this, the maid standing nearby was stunned and quickly explained, "Boss, I... my cooking is quite good!"

"It was Ms. Vivian Chow who insisted on cooking for you herself, saying she wanted to make you a spicy chicken dish."

Zhou Huimin smiled helplessly, "It was my insistence on cooking, so you can't blame them."

"Auntie, everything's alright here. You can go upstairs now."

The aunt kept turning back, still somewhat worried about Zhou Huimin's hand injury.

"Are you going to cook yourself to make spicy chicken?"

Chen Dong gently held her hand, then took out burn ointment from the medicine box and applied it to Zhou Huimin's hand. He was relieved to see the redness on her hand slowly fade away.

Seeing Chen Dong's fawning manner, Zhou Huimin hurriedly withdrew her hand, "Didn't you already have your eye on that Afang in the office? Why are you coming back to me?"

Hearing these words, Chen Dong couldn't help but smile wryly, "When did I ever take a liking to Afang in the office?"

"I've told you before that there's nothing between me and Afang, why won't you believe me?"

He struck first, pretending to be angry as he said to Vivian Chow, "You've been with me for so long, have you never trusted me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Huimin's pent-up grievances erupted even more. "What are you saying? If you hadn't been in the office that day, hugging Afang, would I have suspected the two of you?"

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