Whether you're short of money or not, just tell them when to sell and when to buy.
Not getting the answer you wanted is like criticizing the cook after you've eaten your fill.
However, another rumor circulated from Kowloon Walled City that Xing Baohua said the goods must be shipped out in early October.
In Kowloon City, people can barely afford to eat a few grains of rice, yet they're still speculating on stocks.
It's clear that the news is nonsense, just people jumping on the bandwagon.
The next day, Xing Baohua met with the manager of a financial company under HSBC.
John de Plensey.
Hailing from the British, he spoke with a standard British accent. Xing Baohua, for one, couldn't quite place whether it was from that generation or not.
This person not only wanted to take over Xing Baohua's stock distribution business, but also wanted to invest in Hainan Holdings or Huahong Group in the form of venture capital.
Good price, small quantity.
“John Dee, I may be short of money, but I don’t lack quality partners. Why should I bring you into my gaming circle?” Xing Baohua retorted.
"Mr. Xing, you should know that HSBC is one of the best banks in the world. It can handle any financial transactions and financial products for you. Of course, if you ever need money in the future, just say the word and it will bring you a steady stream of funds."
After John finished speaking, Xing Baohua smiled.
He's such a smooth talker. Is this kid one of those financial salesmen on TV?
Free stock, futures, and fund recommendations?
If you're short of money, just say so. If you have the power, say so too. But if you don't, try it? They'll probably be the first to undermine you.
There are two types of people in the world whose words you should not easily believe.
One is what political figures say.
Another point is what banking experts say. Remember, especially when it's free.
Actually, a third option should be added: lawyers. Of course, this is just the author's biased opinion. Whether it's free or paid, I've fallen into the traps, and I enjoyed falling into them thoroughly.
He couldn't win an argument, and he couldn't produce any evidence; he was like a mute eating bitter melon, unable to express his suffering.
Xing Baohua shook his head slightly.
John's smiling face also disappeared. It's difficult to cooperate with a wealthy person like Xing Baohua without sufficient mutual benefit.
Just like when Xing Baohua found Citibank, they handled customer service very well.
Whether at work or in life, they provide excellent service. Xing Baohua only needs to tell someone when she needs to go out, and she immediately transforms into a butler.
Of course, HSBC also offers such services, but Xing Baohua doesn't give them the opportunity to demonstrate them.
Then Xing Baohua changed the subject, saying, "I have some rubles, can you help me exchange them for US dollars? Of course, I can open an account in the US and China to buy index futures, foreign exchange futures, and crude oil futures."
See, this is how the wealthy acquire their wealth.
What does "relationship of mutual benefit" mean? It means helping each other exchange some money, and that establishes a cooperative relationship.
With so many banks that can exchange money, why would you specifically choose a small financial company under HSBC?
It all depends on your company's operational capabilities.
Xing Baohua was talking about exchanging some money? Could it be less?
Was that money transferred through a legitimate channel?
Even if it's not legitimate, we have to find a way to make it legitimate.
This depends on your abilities.
Moreover, this money is left in their bank for financial projects, isn't that a way to make a fortune?
He immediately patted his chest and said that nothing in the world could be accomplished without them.
Okay, that's only half true.
Who can blame them when they were once known as the "Eternal Sun"?
Although it's a bit past its prime, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse.
Xing Baohua didn't explain how they would cooperate, telling the other party to go back and wait for his message.
Johnson didn't dare ask how many US dollars he needed to exchange, so he could be prepared when he got back.
After seeing the guests off, Xing Baohua took out a map and circled several places in the Far East, which were the lands that Zhao Shanhai had bought.
That old guy is a real dragon!
The original No. 4 Factory was like a small irrigation canal, which almost trapped this dragon.
The more space he has, the more trouble he can cause.
He was initially used as a jinx, but now he's a lucky charm!
They bought a large territory for Xing Baohua.
The stuff over there isn't worth much, so people buy it by the hectare.
To become good friends with the local officials, Zhao Shanhai went all out. People from eastern Shandong can drink, but polar bears can drink even more.
They're just hoping to warm themselves up with that one sip of wine.
Zhao Shanhai's portrayal of the Japanese soldier was quite excellent. After all, he had lived in Japan. Although he didn't speak fluent Japanese, he knew a few simple words.
In addition, all of his assistants were pure-blooded Japanese.
The Far Easterners in the lake area were all stunned.
Their job was simply to spend money, eat, drink, and have fun. If it weren't for the fact that it was in a remote, desolate place with no entertainment venues, it would probably have been a place where Far Easterners could party and be grooms every night.
Now there are only two options left: one is to offer food and drink, and the other is to find an opportunity to give gifts.
Wrap the banknotes in plastic wrap and tie a bow. Then put them in a nice gift box and tie another bow.
Let's put the gift-giving aside for now.
Take drinking for example. He could drink for two meals in one sitting, and Zhao Shanhai almost vomited blood.
Polar bears drink many kinds of alcohol, the most famous being vodka, referring to branded spirits here.
You can think of it as a type of baijiu (Chinese liquor).
Actually, there are many small factories in the Far East that produce white liquid, which can be called whatever you want, you can even call it vodka.
The alcohol content produced in small towns is just like the small workshops we had back then; it's not standardized and depends entirely on the batch.
It wasn't very formal; there was no breathalyzer to measure the alcohol content. Nobody cares about that stuff unless they're buying alcohol from a legitimate factory.
Those drunkards, driven mad by their thirst for alcohol, are drinking industrial alcohol diluted with water.
There are countless examples like this, just like the show "Garrison's Gorillas" that I watched when I was a kid.
I forget which episode it was, but it was about finding fuel for an armored vehicle. When they ran out of oil, they thought of making alcohol.
The part where they brought potatoes from the kitchen to distill alcohol, only to have the team members drink it like alcohol, was hilarious.
So drinking pure alcohol won't kill you, but diluting it with water is just wasting food.
It was just a pity for Zhao Shanhai, who could drink a lot, because the wine there tasted different from the wine we had here, especially in terms of texture.
To complete the task, this guy really went all out, and of course, he did a pretty good job.
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