Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

There is no movement from Longteng Fund and Huyue Fund?

God, there is really no movement!

They are dead!

They have no power to fight back!

"Developed! We are about to develop, hahaha!"

American stockholders laughed wildly, and the boss of the fund company even danced on the spot, very happy!

…

"Mr. Shi, what should we do? Should we invest the billion in our hands?" Buffett stood in front of Shi Zhijian and asked cautiously.

"What do you think?" Shi Zhijian showed an intriguing smile on his face, "One billion, at least it can stir up some waves!"

"To be honest, the one billion investment is dead!" Buffett said mercilessly, "The other party invested one billion, and those crazy stockholders and fund companies all followed the bets. We will only lose more if the general trend follows. awful!"

"How miserable can it be? The company went bankrupt? I jumped off this building?" Shi Zhijian joked, "Although I don't believe in your God very much, I also know that God always blesses the good and punishes the wicked—my dear, you Do I look like a villain?"

"Not like."

"That's right!" Shi Zhijian picked up the pen and tapped on the table, "Even if I take the initiative to report to God, he won't accept me, so----you know what to do?"

"Understood! If you go to see God, I'll be with you!" Buffett turned and left without saying a word.

As soon as he went out, the office rang.

"Come in!"

With panda eyes on his face, Liu Jianxiong walked into the office with a tired face.

Shi Zhijian glanced at him, his eyes were bloodshot, his hair was disheveled, obviously he didn't sleep well.

"Shall I prepare you a cup of coffee to refresh you?"

"No need!" Liu Jianxiong said, "You should know what I'm here for?"

"do what?"

"Borrowing money!" Liu Jianxiong said, "Huyue Fund took the lead, and now we are out of ammunition and food!"

"How much?"

"How much can you give?"

"To tell you the truth, I really don't have any money right now—the remaining billion is in Longteng Fund, and I just told Buffett to invest it in!"

Liu Jianxiong's expression was tragic: "Are you going to die and fight to the death?"

"Yeah, do you think I still have a chance?"

"If you don't have money other than this billion, you have no chance--"

"Then what can you do?"

"Sell the myth!"

"Uh, what did you say? I can't hear you clearly!"

"I suggest you sell the Shinhwa assets to raise funds." Liu Jianxiong said, "If you really invest the last billion in it, then this battle must continue, otherwise you will directly lose four billion. On the contrary, If you sell the mythical assets to raise enough funds now, you might be able to turn the tide into victory."

Shi Zhijian stood up and nodded: "That's true----" Looking at Liu Jianxiong, "Then how much do you think I can raise at most if I sell Shinhwa?"

"Three billion!" Liu Jianxiong said, "Shihwa Entertainment, Shinhwa Real Estate, Shinhwa Electronics, and Shinhwa Foods and other industries, if sold in normal times, at least they can sell more than 5 billion, but now------------------------------------------------------------ 30% off! Even 50% off!"

"That's a big sale, to be precise, a cheap sale!"

"Yes! Everyone knows the situation now. It is impossible for you to sell at a high price. Those who are ready to pick up the leak will definitely bargain!"

Shi Zhijian sighed, "Then do I have any other choice?"

Liu Jianxiong didn't even think about it: "No!"

Shi Zhijian nodded again, "I didn't expect you to be so clear about my assets! To be honest, I never counted how much I own----"

"I coveted your wealth, and I once hoped to keep it for myself, but unfortunately I lost!"

Shi Zhijian smiled: "You lost in my hands, Donnie lost in my hands, and many others lost in my hands--before you lost, was I as good as I am now? dangerous?"

"Uh---?" Liu Jianxiong's cold eyes flashed with surprise, "What do you mean?"

"You understand the meaning!" Shi Zhijian smiled, stopped talking, turned and sat back in the chair again, "Go back, I will give you the funds you want, and it will definitely arrive tomorrow!"

Liu Jianxiong took a deep look at Shi Zhijian, showing a trace of suspicion.

He didn't understand, other than selling the assets of Shinhwa, where did Shi Zhijian raise money from? Go to the bank for a loan? Now that global banks know that his capital chain is about to be broken, who dares to lend him? ! Ask a friend for help? Indeed, this is a way, but it is simply impossible to make up three or four billion in one go!

"Okay, I look forward to your good news!"

Liu Jianxiong couldn't figure it out and didn't think about it anymore, he turned and left.

After he left the office, Shi Zhijian restrained his smile, picked up the phone and dialed a number.

All----

All----

After several long tones, the call finally connected.

"Brother Luo, how are you doing recently?" Shi Zhijian raised his legs and said with a smile.

"Not good, not good at all!"

A country in the Middle East.

Lei Luo was wearing an Arabian white robe, a white hat, and sunglasses. He was biting a cigar in his mouth. There were apples, bananas, and grapes in front of him. There was also red wine beside him.

Two curvaceous Arab girls in revealing sequined dresses gently fanned him with peacock fan.

Looking in front of him, there is a big dance floor, and three top dancers are performing belly dances to him.

Lei Luo breathed out the smoke happily, and opened his mouth with an "oh" to the side. Immediately, a maid squatted down and put a grape into his mouth.

Lei Luo was eating grapes, and asked another maid next to him to hold the phone to his ear, and said to Shi Zhijian: "He is a young man, and you are also a young man, why are you lying to the old man like this? Well, hang here!"

"Didn't you hang up now, isn't it very nourishing, I heard music---Arabian dance?"

"Damn!" Lei Luo swears, hurriedly stopped the dancers and the music, and then said to Shi Zhijian: "You heard it wrong! Your ears are fine, do you want me to introduce you to the ear picking shop in New York's Chinatown? ? Lying down, very comfortable!"

"That's not necessary! Maybe I miss you too much, Brother Luo~www.wuxiamtl.com~ so I'm a little deaf!"

"Miss me? Cut! Only ghosts will believe it!"

"Hey, I'm telling the truth, so sincere!" Shi Zhijian smiled.

"You think I'm fake, but the money here is real! How much do you need?"

"Of course, the more the better!"

"Okay!" Lei Luo said, "Since I'm here, I'll take care of it for you! Aunt Pu, I will definitely sever ties with you when I go back!"

"Got it! Brother Luo, rest well! Take care of yourself!"

"You don't need to talk about it!" Lei Luo scolded again: "Pu your mother!" Then he hung up the phone and said to himself: "This kid, he hasn't changed at all, he's too treacherous, let me tell him here. Being a hostage for money! But it’s quite comfortable here, hehe, I don’t know if Lan Gang and Han Sen are happy to be hostages in other countries?”

Thinking of this, Lei Luo happily yelled at the people next to him: "Okay! Let the horse run and dance! Let's have fun together!"