That day, morning.

In the second half of the fiscal year on Hong Kong Island, due to the announcement of interim results by a group of blue chips in Hong Kong stocks and poor performance, Hong Kong stocks started to decline in business. The Hang Seng Index fell 212 points throughout the day, a drop of 3%.

In the following trading days from the 7th to the 13th, the Hong Kong government continued to adopt the method of absorbing the Hong Kong dollar to stabilize the inter-bank interest rate and thus achieve the goal of stabilizing the stock market.

The "Financial Crisis Affairs Division" led Hong Kong capital and international speculators to fight back and forth for several rounds, with each other winning or losing. However, because many Asian countries have successively abandoned the "exchange rate", international sentiment is generally not optimistic about Hong Kong Island. After all, other countries do too. The National Bank personally ended the market... Coupled with the aggressive short-selling of international speculators in the stock market, the Hang Seng Index eventually fell to a low around 6,600 points.

This is the lowest point of the "Hang Seng Index" in 15 years.

The "Hang Seng Index" even fell below 4,000 in the market, and the Hong Kong Island Monetary Authority's foreign exchange reserves were insufficient. This was due to public opinions not daring to intervene again.

That day, noon.

Upper Albert Road.

Special Administrative Region Building.

After Zhuang Shikai went to the "Chief Executive's Office" to meet with the chief executive, he stooped down to the canteen of the administrative building and was making a meal with a plate.

"Police Department."

Zhuang Shikai took out a work permit, and the kitchen chef squeezed a smile on his face and quickly said: "Zhuang Sir, you don't have to take your ID... You are free to come to us to welcome and be happy. Will the government still miss you a meal?"

"Thank you." Zhuang Shikai put away his credentials, handed out the dinner plate, and said with his fingers: "Barbecued pork, sausage, green vegetables."

"Yes, sir." The kitchen master stopped shaking his hands and quickly filled the chief with a meal.

...

"Papa!" Wearing a black suit, Zhuang Shikai came to a dining table in the corner of the cafeteria, gently put the plate down, and then took the chopsticks and sat down on the bench.

Financial Secretary "Wu Maohua" dressed in a high-end suit, leaned over and sat at the dining table, lowered his head and was picking up vegetables with chopsticks.

I saw him taking a bite of food, a bite of rice, and occasionally picking up a bowl to take a sip of soup, chopsticks again and again, picking up dishes, bowing his head, and eating quickly.

At first glance, it is an old overtime dog in a hurry.

Of course, the Financial Secretary himself rarely eats in the executive cafeteria.

Because, the logistics section of the administrative building has a dedicated chef who is responsible for "distributing meals" to each director-general.

"Meal delivery" is more sophisticated and advanced than the canteen. Of course, it is not overly luxurious. It is only a more exquisite work meal. Directors at the bureau level can still afford the "Meal delivery" service.

Today, the Financial Secretary and the Commissioner of Police dine in the administrative canteen. Obviously, they regard the administrative canteen as a meeting place.

Set aside lunch time for each other to communicate with each other.

Therefore, the staff and department heads in the administrative canteen are all sitting far away.

...

"International speculators have a very precise vision. They chose to formally attack the Hong Kong Island market in early August. They should have investigated blue-chip companies on the Hong Kong stock market in advance."

"First determine the poor performance of these blue-chip companies, and then choose an opportunity to attack the Hong Kong stock market, and wait until the blue-chip companies announce their results."

"Naturally it can help them influence the Hong Kong stock index." Wu Maohua put down his chopsticks, picked up the bowl, and drank the soup gracefully, with a solemn expression: "These Wall Street wolves choose to hunt at a precise timing."

"Cut, what is the wolf of Wall Street?" Zhuang Shikai chuckled disdainfully, picked up char siu with chopsticks, and threw it into his mouth to chew: "It is normal for the stock index to fluctuate and fluctuate during the financial war. Although 6600 is very low, we There are also chips, it's easy to pull it up."

The reason why Wu Maohua uses the term hunting is because the economic conditions of neighboring countries will indirectly have a shocking effect on Hong Kong stocks.

Western capital is not someone’s capital, it is made up of Wall Street speculative capital, multinational oligarch capital, and international hot money co-invested.

This kind of offensive posture and composition is perfect with the analogy of hunting.

Although there is no Western "national fund" in this financial war, due to Western system problems, Western oligarchs are themselves part of state funds, or in other words, countries are all served by oligarchs.

It is difficult to distinguish the two in a strict sense.

In addition, the "IMF" continuously provides "assistance" to "failed countries" from the international and national levels, signs economic and monetary terms, and controls the economic lifeline.

Therefore, the Asian financial turmoil is a harvest of the Western world against the Southeast Asian countries!

Wall Street is only the "trader" of Western capital. The famous Wall Street crocodile "Soros" is nothing more than a spokesperson for Western capital. It is more convenient for propaganda to simplify Western capital to one person.

Both Wu Maohua and Zhuang Shikai understood this.

Therefore, they only mentioned "Wall Street" and did not even mention the name "Soros".

Because both of them also represent the position and attitude of great powers! The enemy in my eyes is huge Western capital, not an old white man!

"Do you want to pull it now?" Wu Maohua took out a tissue and wiped the paper towel: "I called and asked Bank Negara that stabilizing the exchange rate of the Hong Kong dollar is not a problem, and now I am confident of raising the Hong Kong stock market."

"The Hong Kong government currently has 75 billion U.S. dollars in foreign exchange reserves, and the National Bank has 118 billion U.S. dollars. The sum of the two is nearly 200 billion U.S. dollars, ranking first in the world."

The Hong Kong Island financial war has been clashing for a few days. Although the Hong Kong stock market is currently showing a trend of sharp decline, the winner is already determined in the eyes of the senior management.

"There are not many bargaining chips on Wall Street in the foreign exchange market." Zhuang Shikai's expression remained unchanged, as he ate his food: "The investment company of Sima Xiang and others bought a lot of Hong Kong dollar foreign exchange in the first half of the year."

"This time, I almost speculated the international price of Hong Kong dollars, which made it not easy for Wall Street to receive the goods."

"According to my news, Wall Street is apparently still attacking the foreign exchange market, but it has actually targeted the stock market and futures market."

Foreign exchange market, stock market, futures market.

Western capital can be described as a well-intentioned attack on Hong Kong Island, and the three cities are attacking together.

Zhuang Shikai discerned the traitor and immediately judged that the current "foreign exchange market" had stabilized, and Wall Street's spearhead had to turn to the stock market and futures market.

"Hedge funds" that have been buying Hong Kong stocks on the market are already buying down Hong Kong stocks and buying Hong Kong dollar futures contracts.

"We can fight back in one fell swoop! First, repel the offensive of Wall Street in the futures market, and then stabilize the stock market! And the foreign exchange market is no longer a problem."

"Give me three trading days, I will let the Hong Kong stocks rush to 8000 points!" Wu Maohua confidently raised his fingers and made an "eight" gesture: "Let Wall Street last for less than ten trading days on Hong Kong Island!"

"I haven't eaten my meal yet!" Zhuang Shikai dug a bite of the meal, ate it, and said confidently: "Let them bring the money and then take the money. Doesn't it make Western capital think we are bullied?"

"In that way, they brought us a financial storm in 1997. Will there be another one in 2007, and one every year on 17 and 27? No!" Zhuang Shikai snapped his chopsticks, pattered, and preached: "I want Let us bring the money and go back naked!!!"

"Let the stock index down to 6000 points, to give Wall Street a bit of victory and a chance to open positions in futures. When they open a long position at 6000 points, we will raise the stock market in one fell swoop!"

"We are long, and they are short." Zhuang Shikai's eyes were like wolves: "Now it's too empty. Let's do it! Let the citizens temporarily cut a little meat. Floating losses are not a loss. I will let the media blow the wind and not let it. Those who have confidence in the country lose money. If you can't help but let it go, the stock market itself will go up and down. If you enter a gambling game, we must be stable from the national perspective, and the personal perspective is our own operation."

Theoretically speaking, neither side knows how many chips the other has in the financial war, but Zhuang Shikai uses the advantage of the prophet to know the number of chips on Wall Street very well.

The Hong Kong government also has an accurate estimate of the amount of funds on Wall Street.

In this way, you can control the outcome. At present, it seems that Wall Street is still attacking wildly, and the outcome is undecided. In fact, from the perspective of Zhuangye and others, the overall situation has been decided.

However, Zhuang Shikai wants to let Western capital go back naked and bloody.

"No problem." Wu Maohua picked up the dinner plate, stood up, nodded and said: "Give them some time to build a position."

...

weekend.

Closed day.

"I bought 1.5 billion short-selling stock index futures in the Hong Kong stock futures market and will be delivered next month." On the golf course, Boss Li bent over to give Mr. Bi a ball.

"The average position opening point is 6,300, and every ten points decrease, the profit is 10 million, and every ten point increase, the loss is 10 million."

Boss Li, wearing a white sportswear, looked down at the ball and looked like a caddie.

Bi Kecheng raised his club and aimed at the white ball back and forth: "According to Ye Baoyi's analysis report and Wall Street report, Hong Kong stocks are expected to kill four thousand points."

Boss Li got up and withdrew to the side: "I have invested all the funds for the activities of the Li Group."

In fact, the futures market is extremely risky, and it is generally not possible to invest such a huge amount of money.

However, in order to express refuge to British capital, Boss Li immediately used "risk" as a voucher. Make every effort to follow the investment of British capital. Leave no room for yourself.

Of course, earning is also earning blood.

Very in line with the gambling nature of the rich!

"Hahaha, Boss Li, you are Oriental Soros." Bi Kecheng laughed happily, flicked his cue and snapped.

A crisp sound.

The white ball flies far away ~lightnovelpub.net~ The "famous reputation" given by Bi Kecheng to Boss Li is both a compliment and a recognition. And Boss Li would not think that "Western Capital" would definitely win, but he estimated that Hong Kong stocks would not have much room to rise. Even if the Hong Kong stocks rose in the end, he would not be too far away from his 6300-point position.

At present, the Hong Kong stock market has fallen to 600 points. At that time, even if he loses a few hundred million yuan as a "membership fee", it won't be a problem to think about it. After all, there are only 13 trading days left in the delivery time. Where can the 13 trading days go? The market still has certain "rules". But the market is also unreasonable!

...

"Finish." Outside the golf course, kilometers away.

A business car parked next to him, Zhuo Jingquan was wearing a suit, took off his headphones, and picked up a cigarette: "I like this kind of master who talks first and then plays."

"Papa." He took out a cell phone and rubbed the flames.

"Huh." Spit out smoke.

A caddie lowered the brim of his hat and squatted by the court to pick up the ball for the "big boss". Many questions have answers. The situation became clearer.