Maha was very happy and chatted for a long time about China. Lu Feng mentioned several important figures, saying that he was familiar with their sons-in-law and sons. He said that even if Maha had financial problems, he could help bring him to China to live for ten or eight years, with treatment no worse than that of the Cambodian man.
Maha put his arm around Lu Feng's shoulder and called him "good brother" repeatedly. In his eyes, Lu Feng obviously had connections all over the country. He immediately said that it was just hauling some goods, no problem at all. He specially arranged for his cargo ship to make a trip to the Czech Republic to buy some things for him and, incidentally, bring back the lithography machine for him.
When Lu Feng heard that the matter could be handled, he was immediately delighted and pulled Maha to drink together. During this time, Srirasmi also arrived, and the scene was lively with singing and dancing. The festivities continued until 1 a.m., when Maha finally got up and said that she had a party to attend and invited Lu Feng to come along.
Lu Feng knew exactly what kind of party it was in the middle of the night, so he declined. Before leaving, he gave Sirami a few instructions and got into his car to go home.
After spending two more days in Bangkok, Lu Feng finally met Maha's people to make contact. After Lu Feng gave them the contact information for the working group in the Czech Republic, the two parties signed a letter of authorization. Although Maha did not mention the shipping fee, Lu Feng was not short of money and had to pay it anyway.
Before leaving, Lu Feng took a stroll around the security company. He basically left the security company to its own devices, and the money it paid each year was pitifully small. However, Lu Feng was not worried at all about the company slipping out of his control. With his relationship with Maha, they wouldn't dare to.
His requirement for the security company was that it should be used for his own purposes when needed, but if something happened to them, it would have nothing to do with him. As for who was the boss and who was the second-in-command within the company, Lu Feng didn't need to worry about that either.
After completing his trip to Bangkok, Lu Feng flew to Hong Kong that same day as a Thai citizen. On the plane, Lu Feng called Feng Zhiyao and asked him to help arrange airport pickup and hotel accommodations.
On the plane, a delicate afternoon tea was laid out on the table. After boarding, Lu Feng changed into his pajamas and slippers, holding a teacup in his hand, leisurely looking out at the blue sky and white clouds. He sat on the large sofa, lit a cigarette, and the flight attendant next to him half-squatted down and asked, "Would you like to see today's latest financial news?"
"Are there newspapers?" Lu Feng asked casually.
"There is real-time information from major stock and futures exchanges, and the plane is connected to a satellite network."
Lu Feng was also surprised to hear this. Are airplanes really this well-equipped now? But he didn't have a private plane in his previous life, so he didn't know this thing was so good.
"Let's take a look at tungsten futures in London," Lu Feng said, puffing on his cigarette.
The airplane TV could only display a simple real-time price; nothing else could be shown. In just a few days, the price of tungsten ore had doubled again.
Looking at the price on the monitor screen, Lu Feng seemed to understand why Watanabe said he wouldn't surrender. The total number of futures contracts was limited, and a batch was traded every three months. If it were London-based funds speculating, it wouldn't be possible to drive the price up so high, because it's easy for large funds to come in but difficult to leave. The end result would be buying a batch of tungsten alloy at a high price, which would be a losing proposition.
The fact that the price has continued to rise and been driven up for so long can only mean one thing: that a counterparty has been found, and the two sides are trading against each other until one side loses everything.
Just like Texas Hold'em, if everyone stops playing, it's pointless to bet more. But if someone keeps increasing their funds, then it comes down to who has the better skills.
Lu Feng silently counted on his fingers. The tungsten mine has been shut down for a month now, and the next month will be the most critical time. Soros last called him, and the next call will probably be soon.
After a quick afternoon tea, the plane began its descent. Lu Feng changed his clothes, washed his face, and sat down. As the plane landed, he saw that there were already cars waiting on the ground.
After getting off the plane, Feng Zhiyao stood in front of him, and Lu Feng almost didn't recognize him. Feng Zhiyao was thin, his hair was messy, and he looked depressed. He was in extremely bad shape.
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