Chapter 72 Christmas Battle (4)

   In 1989, near the end of the year, in the penultimate week of December, there were less than seven days before Christmas.

  During this period, the RB stock market has been affected by the Singapore futures index and has risen for six consecutive weeks, from 35,500 points in November to 38,200 points in December, with a cumulative increase of nearly 10%. Heading into the new year, everyone is optimistic that the index will climb all the way to 40,000 in the final two weeks.

   As for where it will end, no one knows. Most people hope to continue to rise crazily, although they all know that this is impossible.

For the entire January futures contract, Jim and his team have always avoided fighting, always throwing out a small number of empty orders at a relatively high price, operating within an allowable range after the transaction, and timely Stop out. So much so that RB's consortium wanted to find him a decisive battle, but there was no chance.

  In this case, the contradictions of RB's consortium alliance began to emerge.

  It is possible to share adversity, but not to share prosperity. This is a common problem of most people in the world, especially in the East Asian cultural circle, the most important thing is to fight alone, not teamwork.

  Representatives of the RB consortium in Singapore began to demand a share of the profits and the dissolution of this temporary alliance.

   This is understandable, after the short sellers disappeared, and the joint account has a profit of more than one billion U.S. dollars, no one wants to lose power and give credit to others. They don't want to be charged with incompetence.

  The first to propose was Taro Oda, who first supported the alliance, and then Ryoichi Watanabe of the Mitsubishi consortium, and then several other consortiums saw that the situation was wrong, and rushed to ask Kaoru Iwamoto to disband.

  In fact, the profits made by these two campaigns have exceeded the sum of the profits they made in the past year. Some people even calculated an account in private. According to their share of profits, some even exceeded the sum of their three years in Singapore.

Many people hold the mentality of not asking for merit, but asking for no faults, hoping that the last two weeks can be passed smoothly, so that they can not only have a good vacation, but also have a good job during the adjustment of positions in the coming year. Take a leading position.

  It was still in the place where the alliance was formed before, the same few people, even the kabuki who accompanied the drink were the same few people, but the content of the negotiation was completely different-disbandment.

   "Gentlemen, are you really going to do this?" Iwamoto Kaoru was not reconciled, and wanted to make a final effort. He knew very well that the bears were defeated this time, but they were not crushed, and there was a great possibility that they would make a comeback.

   "Iwamoto-san, we are very sure and thank you for your help during this time. I will tell the truth to Tokyo. Iwamoto-san just wait to leave this stuffy place!"

   Oda said with a smile. He deliberately said that Kaoru Iwamoto was the help, not the leader. The meaning is self-evident: I don’t admit that there is an alliance. The defeat of the short sellers is the result of the sincerity of all the consortiums in RB. Thanks to Kaoru Iwamoto.

"Yes, Iwamoto-san has worked hard. You also know that for our Mitsubishi Corporation, the end of the year will be a very busy time. My upper echelon in Tokyo has repeatedly urged me to report the results to the shareholders. An explanation. Iwamoto-san, to be honest, I am also very embarrassed, I hope you will hold your hand high, please!"

   After finishing speaking, Watanabe Ryoichi bowed deeply, with a serious expression as if entrusting funeral affairs.

   Kaoru Iwamoto quickly moved away to avoid the bow, and at the same time sighed secretly in his heart, knowing that the general situation was set and irreversible.

   "Iwamoto-san, thank you for your efforts during this period, and the future of RB will be entrusted to you!"

   "Yes, according to Iwamoto-san's momentum, I believe that he will take the position of president in a short time, and it is not difficult to enter the Ministry of Finance."

   "..."

   Others are not far behind, throwing out all kinds of compliments without money, directly to praise Kaoru Iwamoto to the sky, but the meaning of everyone's words is also very clear, that is, to get back their own funds and corresponding profits as soon as possible.

   "Thank you for your support during these days. After I go back, I will transfer your contracts and profits to the account as soon as possible. I won't say much, I will do it first, for the future of RB."

   Kaoru Iwamoto was silent for a while, then stood up suddenly, bowed deeply at ninety degrees to everyone kneeling on the tatami, and then drained the sake in the glass in one gulp.

  As soon as the low-alcohol, clear and sweet sake entered his stomach, it immediately turned into a bitterness, rushing straight from Kaoru Iwamoto's throat to his abdomen, choking him so much that he coughed repeatedly and tears almost flowed down.

   "Uh... Iwamoto-san, I won't hold my contract any more, let's close it. I don't have much time to stay in this ghost place, so I will leave these troublesome things to the next one."

   Most of the people present watched Kaoru Iwamoto's "performance" coldly, and no one expressed comfort. Just after Kaoru Iwamoto sat down again, Ryoichi Watanabe said suddenly.

   "What? Are you going to close the long order?" Kaoru Iwamoto was taken aback, and suddenly woke up from the wine, even a little cold sweat broke out on his body. "What about you, do you mean the same thing?"

  Wherever he looked, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at him. Obviously, they also had the same idea as Ryoichi Watanabe.

   "Don't you know the consequences of doing this? If we clear the long orders in our hands, then the short positions will definitely come back, and our previous efforts will be in vain! Oda-san, please say something!"

   Beads of sweat burst out from Kaoru Iwamoto's forehead. He never imagined that these people not only wanted to dismember the alliance, but also completely lost their fighting spirit, so they wanted to evacuate immediately.

   If this is placed on the battlefield, it is like spending a lot of effort, just capturing a key city, and before the smoke clears, it will be handed over to the enemy.

   Everyone understands. Yes, they have been immersed in the market for some days, how could they not understand this simple truth!

"Hahahaha, I understand. It turns out that RB's economy is not as important as the future in front of you. Hahahahaha..." Iwamoto Kaoru looked at Oda Zetaro who turned his face away, suddenly lost his composure, and couldn't stop shouting laugh.

  His laughter was so sudden and so bleak that even the geisha who had been playing unrestrainedly stopped the shamisen in her hand and looked over with a puzzled expression.

"Bage, what are you? What qualifications do you have to represent the RB economy, and you keep saying that we are the sinners of the RB economy. Iwamoto, you are too much!" Oda became furious, slammed the table, pointed at the tip of Kaoru Iwamoto's nose and shouted accused. "If you are sensible, then follow our previous instructions, otherwise don't blame us for not being sympathetic!"

   "Understood!" To everyone's surprise, Kaoru Iwamoto didn't refute, but rather simply agreed. The moment he opened his mouth, tears finally couldn't be held back anymore, and rolled down his weather-beaten face.

  Seeing that Kaoru Iwamoto agreed, the others all heaved a sigh of relief in unison, and after a few polite perfunctory words, they all got up and said goodbye.

  The banquet broke up unhappy.

   Only Kaoru Iwamoto was left kneeling on the spot in a daze, gulping down sake, and muttering to himself in a low voice.

   "Sir, don't you want to drink any more?" The geisha who was stunned to the side finally couldn't stand it anymore, and pressed Kaoru Iwamoto's right hand holding the wine glass. "Mr. Iwamoto, what happened? Your friends are gone!"

"It turned out to be Ms. Zhizi, did you know? Just now, those guys ruined RB's economy, if RB's economy collapses!" The geisha playing held down his hand, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he said very bitterly.

   "Mr. Iwamoto, you are drunk." The geisha named Zhizi was confused, not understanding what this Mr. Iwamoto was talking about. She subconsciously thought that Mr. Iwamoto was talking nonsense.

   She doesn't know much about this group of middle-aged people who often come to the store for consumption, but these people are bold and not as careless as other RB customers, so she still has a good impression.

   "Will RB's economy collapse?" Iwamoto Kaoru ignored her, still pouring alcohol one cup at a time, and soon fell headlong on the tatami, so drunk that he fell unconscious.

   "Hey, another typical RB person!" Miss Zhizi sighed, opened the door to greet the waiter. She has been in Singapore for some time, and she has seen men from other countries come here to drink, but she has never been drunk like the RB people. Therefore, subconsciously, she looked down upon the behavior of RB man.

  In RB, it is normal for a man to drink after get off work. If he goes home after get off work, he will not only be ridiculed by his peers, but even his wife will be looked down upon.

  RB is a country where men are extremely inferior to women. Once a woman gets married, she needs to stay at home to take care of her husband and raise her children.

   Therefore, in order to be considerate of men who work hard outside, women should not only have no complaints about men who go out to drink and socialize, but also carefully prepare condoms for men when they are on a business trip.

  These seemingly unbelievable things in other countries are rare and common things in RB. It can only be said that this country is very different from most countries in the world in some aspects.

   Closer to home, in the penultimate week of 1990, Kaoru Iwamoto closed most of the long orders in his hand, and then transferred the funds to everyone.

  Such a large long order appeared in the market, one can imagine the shock caused.

  Everyone is guessing what happened, even Jim and his team in Kobe are no exception.

   Did the bulls know the news in advance, or were they preparing to leave the market, or were they preparing to take heavy positions in other months?

  Different from most people, Jim felt that his opportunity had come almost as soon as the large order appeared! (First of all, I would like to thank the book friend for the reward of the book-reading child 2! Then I would like to add a few words by the way: I originally expected this book to meet you as soon as possible, but because the editor pointed out that it is not allowed to write about immigration to Hong Kong, so I plan to make major changes in some chapters recently. .During the major revision period, there will only be one update on weekends. I hope everyone will forgive me. Of course, the author will fulfill his promise and add a new chapter if the recommendation vote exceeds 4,000, so there will be two updates tomorrow.)

  (end of this chapter)