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"Han Feng, listen to me. I don't care how you play the stock market, just don't cross the red line I've drawn for you. How much money have you made so far?"
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"Only this little bit? You're really something. I've explained everything to you clearly. Starting from the end of this month, after several events in the Japanese financial market, many banks will collapse one after another. The fraud at the American branch caused them to lose 1.1 billion US dollars, and you only managed to rake in 300 million US dollars?"
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"Put in another three billion, and follow that line. We should have results by early September at the latest."
"Remember, don't follow the same path as South America. That path is a dead end, littered with corpses."
"Don't make any rash moves in Hong Kong for now. The bloody battle in Hong Kong happened in 1997. I will go there personally then. Give the phone to Lin Bei."
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"What? You want Amo to take the helm at Mochen Capital? Okay, I'll talk to her about it later. If she's willing, I'll let you know. Alright, that's all for now!"
Cut off the call.
Amo and the others set off again. After passing the sharpest and steepest bends on the county road, Achen turned to the side and said:
"Lin Bei knows that you, Amo, are at Tsinghua University, studying finance, so he wants to—"
Although Amo knew that Mochen Capital had a lot of money, she didn't expect it to be even more than she estimated.
Could what Ah Chen just said on the phone be the carnage he mentioned that night in the 1995 Japanese financial market?
It should be!
But Ah Chen remotely controls billions of dollars. Isn't he afraid of something going wrong?
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