Xie Wan found Chen Baoluo's bragging very inspiring. Afraid that he was talking nonsense due to lack of sleep, he made him a cup of Italian espresso with spiritual spring water.
This time, Chen Baoluo did not swallow the coffee in two gulps. Instead, he tasted it slowly and exclaimed, "This coffee tastes so good. Just smelling it makes me feel like I can stay up for another three nights."
Xie Wan reminded him seriously: “This 100 million Hong Kong dollars is my last Hong Kong dollar cash. You should spend it well and remember to pay me back when you are done.
If you still need money, I can only give you pounds and yen."
She didn't consider the money Xie Wan took out for investment as her own.
Only what is placed in the space does she feel belongs to her.
The joy of counting money can only be truly experienced when you sit among a pile of banknotes and count them one by one. This kind of joy is completely different from hearing or seeing the numbers on an account.
I guess if Chen Baoluo knew her true thoughts, he would definitely call her a "country bumpkin".
Chen Baoluo thought she only had a little foreign currency, so he waved his hand and said, "How much British Pounds and Japanese Yen do you have? Forget it, a shortfall of 100 million is not a big deal."
Xie Wan said weakly, "I still have more than 5 million British pounds and a lot of Japanese yen. If you want, I can transfer 5 billion Japanese yen over."
Chen Baoluo spit a mouthful of coffee onto the desk and looked at Xie Wan in disbelief: "You know that British pounds and Japanese yen are also money, right?"
Xie Wan rolled her eyes. Was he taking her for an idiot?
What she took out from Lui Lok's vault included 390 million Hong Kong dollars and several million British pounds and US dollars.
She has been remitting US dollars to the United States to buy US stocks, but she has not spent the pounds yet.
The yen is not hers, but she has another alias called Yamaguchi Sakurako, which allows her to access the assets under the name of Yamaguchi Sakurako.
"Go away, of course I know it's money, but I was planning to invest in pounds when I go to the UK.
As for the Japanese yen, I can’t say it’s completely mine, but I can borrow it.”
Chen Baoluo stood up, his ten fingers began to dance rhythmically, his lips trembled rapidly, it was unclear what he was saying, he looked like a possessed person.
Xie Wan guessed that he was doing mental arithmetic and did not dare to disturb him.
After a long while, Chen Baoluo said: "I was not sure before because HSBC is very strict in approving our loans. The complex building opposite and the project under construction at Fan Zhi require a lot of cash.
With these five million pounds and five billion yen, boss, I will help you take over Xishen Xingye. Then, I suggest you enter the financial industry and get rid of HSBC's control over us as soon as possible..."
A series of business plans came out of Paul Chen's mouth.
Xie Wan could only nod. She poured another cup of spiritual spring water for Chen Baoluo, but this time there was no coffee in it. She said, "Paul, you are so capable, please don't die suddenly!"
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