Rebirth in Hong Kong: Rising from Acquiring the Audi Factory

Protagonist: Bao Junyi

【Industrial】 【Business Warfare & Schemes】 【Stock Market & Finance】 【Military Industry】

Bao Junyi arrives in 1972.

Bao Junyi transmig...

Chapter 390 Group pests, the United States increases futures deposits

In the afternoon, after get off work.

On the way home, Bao Junyi suddenly remembered that he had used up all the props a few nights ago.

He asked the driver to stop at a busy street nearby, he got out of the car putting on a mask, and his bodyguards in plain clothes mingled with the crowd.

At this time, he observed the surroundings before getting off the car and going to a nearby adult supplies store to buy them.

"Ah Liang, are the tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars you prepared enough to get a job at Miracle Group?"

"I heard that the better jobs with more benefits won't pay you at least hundreds of thousands of yuan."

Ah Liang said with a dejected look, "I'm not expecting a good job. I just want to get in, work hard for a few years, pay off my debts, and then find a wife."

"As for those lucrative positions, if you don't have connections or pay tribute to those above you, you'll eventually get demoted."

The man next to him nodded and said, "You're right. It's become increasingly difficult to get a job through social recruitment in the past two years. It's basically impossible to get a job at Miracle Group."

"It's because the group has good benefits that many people want to join even if they pay money."

Ah Liang said angrily, "Could it be that the top management of Miracle Group doesn't care?"

"Are we just going to let that group of people suck our blood in there?"

"Haha, maybe there are some interests above as well."

"Otherwise, it's been so long, hasn't anyone noticed?"

However.

Bao Junyi was standing nearby and heard it clearly. Veins bulged on his forehead and his fists clenched, making crackling sounds.

He stood by until the two of them were far away, then he slowly took action.

Bao Junyi's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. He picked up the latest satellite phone developed by Miracle Mobile and dialed a number.

"Hello, Wang Gang, it's me—Bao Junyi."

"Boss, what's the matter with you suddenly looking for me?"

Bao Junyi said in a cold voice, "Send a team of elite intelligence personnel from outside Hong Kong to thoroughly investigate the group."

"At the same time, this force must be trustworthy and cannot have any dealings with the higher-ups within Miracle Group."

Wang Gang was surprised and asked, "Boss, is there something wrong with the group?"

"I'm not sure right now, but I no longer have much trust in the group. That's why I'm considering mobilizing personnel from overseas to thoroughly investigate the group's top management."

"Wang Gang, do you know what this means?"

After being shocked, Wang Gang said seriously, "Boss, don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

"I believe you, but you have to tell the people below that anyone who leaks the information will be found out. The minimum consequence is half disability, expulsion from the family and the group, and the family will never hire them again." Bao Junyi knocked.

Wang Gang's face was full of disbelief. It was the first time he saw Bao Junyi so angry, which also meant that the seriousness of the matter had touched his bottom line.

He replied loudly and seriously: "Boss, I understand."

After Wang Gang hung up the phone, his face was solemn. He thought for a while before getting up and leaving to arrange the personnel list.

At this time, Bao Junyi no longer had the heart to buy supplies, so he asked his bodyguard to go and buy them, and then prepared to return to the parking place.

He suddenly stopped walking and looked towards the gate of a school not far away. There was an acquaintance there.

Bao Junyi murmured, "It turned out to be him—Zhang Linger!"

"Why is she here?"

"I haven't heard from her in so many years. How come she's here?"

Wang Qiang came over and said, "Boss, do you want me to investigate?"

At this time, Zhang Linger was smiling and saying goodbye to the students in the school.

At the same time, it can be seen that the children like her very much and it should not be their first time here.

Bao Junyi nodded and said, "Forget it, so many years have passed..."

"Okay, boss."

He stood not far away, watching Zhang Linger get into a car and slowly leave.

Bao Junyi then looked away. Could it be such a coincidence?

He shook his head, stopped thinking about it, quickly left the place, and took a special car back to the villa on the top of Victoria Peak.

However.

Not long after Bao Junyi and the others left, a man in black walked out with a slightly upturned smile on his face. Then, he turned around and blended into the crowd and left.

...

The next day.

Early in the morning, the Futures Trading Commission (CFTC) spoke out.

"In response to the speculation in the 0228 iron ore futures market and to maintain market stability, we have enacted a federal law in the United States, through Chapter V, Section 258, to increase the margin for the 0228 contract by 30%. At the same time, we are restricting large orders..."

"In addition, regulatory tracking will be carried out for some unknown accounts."

Boom!

As soon as the Commodity Futures Trading Commission (CFTC) issued the statement, it immediately triggered panic among international financial institutions, funds, private equity and other investors.

They were worried about being trapped and started selling off their stocks in preparation for early delivery.

at the same time.

After reading the CFTC's statement, Yuan Tianfan angrily cursed, "Fuck! This is so shameless."

"You can still play like this, right?"

The trading manager next to him asked worriedly, "Mr. Yuan, what should we do now?"

“Should we continue to buy?”

Yuan Tianfan gritted his teeth and said, "Buy! We have no way out now. If we deliver early, the loss will be too great. None of us can afford the consequences."

"Mr. Yuan, if we don't deliver in advance, we will continue to invest funds."

"I'm worried that the Commodity Futures Trading Commission (CFTC) might do something else. What should I do then?"

Yuan Tianfan thought for a moment before saying, "Let's take it one step at a time. Unless the boss calls a halt, don't worry about anything else."

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