This is short selling. Having property means you can rent it out or sell a portion of it.
The loan is due soon and I have to pay it back? That would be a real rip-off for the bank or other financial institutions.
He would use his properties in Japan as collateral to obtain loans from other foreign banks. He would then use this money to exchange for Japanese currency at the exchange rate of 1:100 at the time.
Using insider contracts, they transfer property ownership to a fraudulent company that exchanges 100 yuan for money.
This way, the fraudulent company that previously exchanged $120 can get away with it and redeem the pledged US dollars. Previously, $100 million could be exchanged for 12 billion yen; now, only 10 billion yen is needed to get back $100 million.
The remaining 2 billion yuan can be exchanged for 20 million US dollars.
The fraudulent company they invested in earlier has exited, leaving only the company that took over. They need to cash out as quickly as possible. Even if they break even or suffer a slight loss, getting out is still a profit.
Xing Baohua has raised over a billion US dollars to enter the market; he can still make a big splash.
What I said before was that you could make money by converting exchange rates, but that's about the exchange rate difference, and there's also the speculation in housing prices.
In terms of how exactly they operate, Hong Kong people's skill in speculating on pre-sale apartments is among the best in the world.
After arranging some things, Xing Baohua went to Huaxing Company to find her brother.
He should at least do him a favor in return. If he hadn't mentioned the yacht party, he would have gotten to know those rich young men.
I played a few songs for my brother as a way of expressing my gratitude.
Huaxing Company hadn't been here for a long time, and the receptionist didn't recognize him, asking if he had an appointment.
He took out his phone and called Ms. Chen directly. She said she wasn't at the company and asked him to wait a moment while someone came down to pick her up.
Why make it so complicated? Just give the phone to the front desk and let Ms. Chen say a few words. Xing Baohua went upstairs just like that.
My brother is recording a new song and is still in the studio. Xing Baohua is waiting on the side.
I happened to run into Hesitant Wei.
This person accompanied Xing Baohua to the capital for her concert. They're practically acquaintances.
Come over and say hello to Xing Baohua. Xing Baohua just looked at his eyes.
Staring at Hesitant Wei felt a little uneasy, wondering if Xing Baohua had changed his taste.
"Wei-zai, how about Mandarin songs?" Xing Baohua suddenly asked.
Hesitantly, Wei suddenly said happily, "Mr. Xing, your Mandarin is passable."
"You can't be careless, you need to practice more. I happen to have some time these two days, and I can tailor a few songs for you."
As soon as Xing Baohua finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment before quickly saying, "Thank you, thank you, Mr. Xing."
Xing Baohua rarely writes songs specifically for others.
Singers who can be tailored to individual needs have become global sensations.
Andy Lau, Zou Wenjuan, and another singer under his management are also very popular in mainland China, but unfortunately Xing Baohua has given that person very few songs.
He told Wei to find someone skilled at composing music so he could find the time to finish the song. At this moment, his manager, excited, came over and directly asked Xing Baohua for the specific time so he could arrange the personnel.
In less than half an hour, all the singers in the company knew that Xing Baohua was going to tailor-make a song for Yuwei. It would be a lie to say that they weren't envious of such treatment.
It's really difficult for ordinary people to get Xing Baohua to write a song for them. Even Ms. Chen, the company's boss, had to ask for a long time.
When her brother came out, she greeted him politely, and the two of them chatted while drinking soda and smoking.
Xing Baohua then said, "I like one of Hu Zixiang's poems. Bring it over and I'll adapt it."
"I thought you were going to make it to my specifications yourself," the older brother said with a chuckle.
"There are two other inspirational songs, plus the one by Hu Zixiang, that makes three. You can collect some other songs yourself to make an album. I'm busy making money, I don't have that much time to help you."
The older brother smiled and said, "I know your business is big. I heard from outside that you and the Four Young Masters are going to start a financial company together."
"Yeah! Who knew the news would spread so fast? What, you have some spare cash to play along with?" Xing Baohua asked.
"I've saved up a little over the past few years, not too much, just over ten million H coins."
"Sorry, it's not that I don't want to include you, but the market is too big. You can play in the background after the IPO." Xing Baohua's statement was a direct rejection.
"Oh, thank you very much then," the older brother replied, glancing towards the doorway where a beautiful figure flashed by.
The older brother smiled slightly.
Xing Baohua also turned to look, but there was nothing there.
Taking advantage of the free time, Xing Baohua started composing a song for her brother. Those present included people who knew how to sing.
The melancholy tone of "The Last of the Mohicans" is incorporated into various aspects of "Who Understands Me".
Anyway, with so many music experts, they can find the most suitable key for my brother based on his voice.
Xing Baohua initially felt that the song "Your Answer" was not suitable for Leslie Cheung, but after thinking about it, she decided to give it to him instead! Perhaps by changing the melody, it could become a classic?
My brother's voice has a strong penetrating power, and his steady, narrative style of singing allows him to resonate deeply with listeners.
"My Future Is Not a Dream" sung by Leslie Cheung, especially in a cappella, will definitely ignite hope in people's hearts.
These songs are all different in style, but my brother really likes the lyrics and wants to try them out too.
The three songs are indeed different because Xing Baohua's composition style is different.
The composer working alongside his brother was also scratching his head; arranging music was troublesome and a waste of brain cells.
Xing Baohua didn't care about any of that; he let his brother and his team do what they wanted, and there was also a hesitant Wei who wanted to help him.
As soon as he stepped outside, he encountered a beautiful woman who greeted him, "Mr. Xing, do you have a moment? Would you like to sit down and have a chat?"
"Sorry, I'm short on time. Is there anything I can help you with?" Xing Baohua asked. The other person had a pure and innocent look, and he felt like he'd seen her somewhere before, but he just couldn't remember where.
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