"Don't stop them, let them in!" Lu Feng quickly stepped out of the room and stood in the courtyard, saying to the three of them, "Why did you come here to find me?"
"Mr. Lu, we're selling! Selling now! A valuation of three billion!" Mr. Wang gasped, turning to Lu Feng, "I tried calling you, but your phone's off! I can't reach you!"
"Oh crap!" Lu Feng slapped his forehead, realizing something terrible had happened. No wonder it was such a mess this morning, and he hadn't received a single phone call.
Yesterday I unplugged the phone line and turned off my cell phone, so people can't reach me at all.
"I have something urgent to attend to. It's a valuation of 3 billion, right? Let's sign it now!" Lu Feng hurriedly returned to his room, took out the prepared contract, and signed it with the three of them in less than five minutes.
He then turned on his phone, called Wei Yandan, and told her to handle the equity transfer. He then hurriedly left the house.
While walking, Lu Feng received seven or eight phone calls, saying that he had overslept and was on his way. The Hong Kong Monetary Authority was overwhelmed and had to disconnect the internet cable that morning.
Upon arriving at the office, the meeting room was already packed with people, and the corridor was also crowded. Everyone looked bitter and resentful, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
As Lu Feng arrived, everyone made way for him. Lu Feng entered the conference room and met with several leaders. His first question was, "Are you really putting me in full charge? Now that things have come to this, I not only need to support the Hong Kong dollars in the financial accounts, but I also need the opportunity to speak out and have a platform to address the public."
"That's fine. We can get some media outlets to publish what you want to say on their front page every day!"
"Also, I need some authority, such as mainland investment in Hong Kong. You can't restrict me just because I brag a few times!" Lu Feng said to the group, "What everyone lacks right now is confidence, and I need to boost that confidence."
"Can!"
Sure enough, it's only when you can't hold your pee and poop that you can agree to something the most.
"Now I'm in charge!" Lu Feng walked out of the small office, looked at the dozens of people outside, glanced at the stool next to him, stepped onto it, and shouted to the crowd, "Hello everyone, I'm Lu Feng. From now on, I'll be in charge of the defense of the Hong Kong dollar. I have some good news to tell you all!"
"The time to make a fortune has come! The Americans are about to shower us with dollars. Hong Kong stocks haven't just hit rock bottom, they've crashed through the earth! There won't be such a good opportunity for the next hundred years!"
"Why do I say this? Because I just received explosive news: the mainland will concentrate all its resources on investing in Hong Kong! People from all provinces across the country will tighten their belts to make Hong Kong shine!"
Upon hearing this, everyone present lit up. With this level of support, Hong Kong's future was bright, not just for tomorrow, but for the day after tomorrow as well.
The leader in the small office had just opened the door when he heard Lu Feng's outrageous remarks, and his blood pressure almost exploded. If these words were to get back to the mainland, then... then... then wouldn't everyone go crazy?
But since he had just agreed, and everyone's mood had improved, they dared not rashly refute Lu Feng.
"A strong Hong Kong dollar is essential for a strong Hong Kong stock market. Whatever happens in the stock market this afternoon is irrelevant; it's just a grasshopper's last leap after autumn. Starting tonight, everything will change!!"
Applause erupted at the scene; some people were overcome with emotion, while others were moved to tears.
After everyone dispersed, Lu Feng was immediately pulled back to the small office, where several people stared at him and questioned him, asking if he was going crazy.
Doesn't he understand the situation on the mainland? There's a massive wave of layoffs, people are in a bad mood, and now they're saying they need to tighten their belts to support Hong Kong? What are they thinking?
"So don't send this news back. The disease is terminal and we need strong medicine. Let's get it back on track!" Lu Feng said to the group. "Besides, everyone in Hong Kong knows about my big mouth. I'm not an official, and it won't have any impact afterward."
"Have you ever heard the joke about getting promoted and curing an illness? There was a minor official who worked diligently and bribed his way up and down the ranks, but he didn't get promoted for many years. He became depressed and fell ill. Many doctors couldn't cure him. Then a traveling doctor came. After hearing his story, he just whispered in his ear, 'You will be promoted to prefect.' The official was so shocked that he sat up in surprise and was cured of his illness. A few moments later, he died suddenly. His family was puzzled. The doctor exclaimed, 'I gave you too much medicine!'"
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