"130 million? Where did it come from?"

Tao Yushu didn't take her husband's words seriously and asked casually, "You make money from stock trading."

"Stock trading?"

Tao Yushu's expression was slightly surprised. She then remembered that some time ago, Lin Chaoyang went to the Stock Exchange to collect information for writing a book, and even made some money by opening an account and trading in stocks. "Did you really make money by trading in stocks?"

"certainly."

Lin Chaoyang's eyes flashed with excitement, and then he briefly explained his operation to Tao Yushu.

The more Tao Yushu listened, the more he frowned. In the end, he couldn't help complaining: "It's too risky for you to do this. "Investment, there must be risks. If you make a movie, the risk is not necessarily smaller than if I stock stocks."

Lin Chaoyang's words were not unreasonable, not to mention that he was indeed making money now. Tao Yushu would not dwell on this issue forever, but just reminded her. But after a while, she became happy and joked: "I knew you had this talent.

Why am I still struggling to open a company?"

"You said this is a high-risk thing! Besides, the main reason why I can make so much money this time is because I caught up with the stock market crash, which is a windfall." Lin Chaoyang said hypocritically.

Just now she was only worried about risks, but now she really felt that her husband had made 100 million by stock trading. The more she thought about it, the happier she became, and she felt like she wanted to fly into the sky.

"Chaoyang, you are so awesome!" "I said it was a windfall from heaven!"

"That's because you have foresight. Didn't you make money before? Moreover, everyone lost money in the stock market crash. You are the only one who made money. You are not great?" The admiration in Tao Yushu's eyes almost overflowed, with a hint of affection and tenderness.

water.

After enjoying some affection, Lin Chaoyang went on to talk about his appointment with Liang Botao and the acquisition of Yulang Agency. "This gift you gave is too big. You are acquiring a listed company!"

Tao Yushu's tone was filled with wonder.

Even though she is now in charge of Lin's Pictures and handles millions or tens of millions of business every day, it is still beyond her knowledge to acquire a listed company at every turn. She slowly digested this reality and asked again

Lin Chaoyang asked some detailed questions, and Lin Chaoyang answered them one by one.

"It's no problem to make an acquisition in the name of Lin's Pictures, but together we only have 200 million, will it be a little less? Once the acquisition war starts, the eight immortals on both sides will cross the sea and show off their magical powers. This money may not be enough, right?"

"You are right. My idea is that for insurance purposes, we can mortgage part of Lin's equity and raise some money. In addition, Huang Yulang is not clean now. Liang Botao said that he is selling in order to make up for the loss in futures.

Selling stocks

He has been targeted by the Securities Regulatory Commission, but he has to operate behind the scenes. When we acquire Yulang Institution, the more he struggles, the greater the probability of something going wrong.

The company may be fine, but he will definitely not be fine."

Tao Yushu felt a little at ease after hearing that her husband had inquired about the news in such detail and laid it out so carefully.

"Even if the acquisition really fails in the end and Huang Yulang fights us to the death, we can still take advantage of the opportunity to profit." In the Hong Kong stock market, acquisitions and being acquired are normal.

Stock market snipers have always had two purposes. One is to make sincere acquisitions, and the other is to use the name of acquisitions to commit "blackmail." Liu Luanxiong, who has made people talk about the Hong Kong stock market in recent years, is the second type.

people.

Of course Lin Chaoyang did not intend to blackmail, but if the acquisition failed, he would not engage in a loss-making transaction, and would treat it as making pocket money again. Lin Chaoyang said to her: "I have arranged everything, and you will take care of the rest."

Let’s meet Liang Botao.”

"Okay." With Lin Chaoyang's plan, Tao Yushu felt confident.

In the following days, Liang Botao and Tao Yushu met frequently and actively prepared the acquisition plan of Yulang Institution. By the weekend, the couple came to Li Zhaofu's home in Shoushen Mountain as guests.

Li Siu-fu was born in the famous Li Pei-cai family in Hong Kong, which is often referred to as the Li family in later generations, one of the four major families in Hong Kong. He studied in the United States in his early years, obtained the qualification of a certified public accountant, and returned to Hong Kong to found the Far East Exchange and served as its first chairman.

In the 1960s and 1970s, the rise of Chinese capital in Hong Kong gave birth to a number of tycoons such as Li Ka-shing, Lee Shau Kee, Cheng Yutong, and Guo Desheng. Li Zhaofook's Far East Exchange played a major role. Last year, he promoted the merger of the four securities markets in Hong Kong and was elected.

Chairman of the Stock Exchange.

Not only does he come from a wealthy family, but he himself has become the top rich man in Hong Kong and has the ability to make waves in the securities market.

However, Li Zhaofook has had a bad year recently. During the stock market crash in October, he ordered the Stock Exchange to suspend trading. He was accused by the government and the media of creating panic and was held accountable. After the meeting, Li Zhaofook showed no airs and asked Lin Chaoyang about his writing of "The Great Era".

》Things.

"...Han Quan mentioned this to me before, but I didn't take it seriously. I didn't expect that Lin Sheng had such foresight and could see the trend of the Hang Seng Index so clearly."

"Li Sheng is so complimentary! The prediction is really a coincidence. The fundamental reason for the collapse of the Hang Seng Index is the continuation of the turmoil in the world stock market. If I could have predicted this, wouldn't I be a prophet of the future?

Why should I write a book? It’s easier to go to Wall Street and steal money!”

Li Zhaofu burst into laughter, "Lin Sheng is being humble. Of course it is an exaggeration to predict the future, but it is impossible to say that there is no prediction at all, right?"

Lin Chaoyang looked calm, "My prediction is just an intuition in the general direction. It is different from analysts who rely on real data for support. It is okay to say that it is 'foolish'."

"But Lin Sheng dared to make a big bet for his own money!" Li Zhaofu's tone was meaningful.

"In order to write a novel, I worked at the Stock Exchange for a long time and learned a lot. I was so itchy. I just wanted to make some pocket money. If I make money, it's better. If I lose money, it's just an experience."

When Lin Chaoyang talked about his relaxed and calm expression in the stock market, Li Zhaofu couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration in his heart. He is worth more than 4 billion Hong Kong dollars, and even if he does not count family wealth, he is already the top rich man in Hong Kong.

Having worked in the securities industry for most of his life, he has long been used to big winds and waves, and has his own way of knowing people. In his opinion, Lin Chaoyang has an indescribable confidence in him.

If it were placed on ordinary people, it would not be unusual, but on Lin Chaoyang, it formed a strange aura, making Lin Chaoyang a bit more mysterious and unpredictable.

Li Zhaofu couldn't help but think of his experience of going to Uncle Dong some time ago. Many wealthy people in Hong Kong are superstitious about Feng Shui and fortune telling, and Li Zhaofu was no exception.

His favorite fortune teller was a fortune teller nicknamed "Dong Banxian". Dong Banxian's real name was Dong Mujie. He learned the "Iron Table Divine Numbers" passed down from the Song Dynasty. He had been in Xiangjiang for decades and his predictions were accurate.

With a low-key style, he has always been trusted by rich and famous people from all walks of life.

After the stock market crash last month, Li Zhaofu felt that he was having a bad year, so he went to Uncle Dong to have his fortune told. "If you are going to kill an official, sit down and kill him at the right time. If you get rich again, you can prevent disaster."

In the theory of numerology, "official kill" represents power, responsibility and restraint, while "sitting kill" means that the Rigan in the horoscope is sitting on top of the seven kills, which usually means that the native will face greater challenges in life.

pressures and challenges.

When "official killing is in order", that is, official killing is dominant in the destiny, the native may be jailed due to power struggles, legal constraints and other issues. If "wealth" occurs again at this time, that is, the fortune star will be born

If you assist an official in killing, this pressure and challenge will be further intensified, and the native will have no way to escape.

Uncle Dong actually calculated that he would be imprisoned, which immediately shocked Li Zhaofu.

Given his current status in Hong Kong, ordinary illegal activities could not land him in jail. Li Zhaofu only thought of one possibility.

ZF wants to kill him!

The reason why Li Zhaofu came up with this idea immediately has a lot to do with his style of doing things.

Born into a wealthy family, with great abilities and great achievements, Li Zhaofu has always been arrogant and inhumane based on his talent.

His arrogance and talent are directed at outsiders. For many years, he has been squeezing out foreign brokers in the securities industry. He is also not very respectful to senior government officials, and frictions will occur from time to time. His unkindness is directed at his family members. Since ancient times, ordinary people have

There are few people who are indecisive when doing great things, and children love each other for long, and Li Zhaofu is no exception.

Because of his disagreement with his eldest brother, he directly sold the shares of his family's property, Chinese Real Estate, to the British.

And he was extremely resistant to the Li family's use of his convenience in the Far East Exchange and the Stock Exchange for personal gain, so much so that he often had quarrels with his relatives.

During this stock market crash, even his nephew, Li Guobao, the current general manager of Xiangjiang Telephone Company, published remarks in newspapers to accuse him.

Li Zhaofu didn't care about the brothers' feud. His strength had already passed the stage where he needed to consider these things.

But if the government wants to mess with him, he has to worry.

As early as the beginning of this year, there were rumors that the Attorney General Tang Mingzhi spoke of him and the Stock Exchange at a small gathering in an unpleasant tone.

Statement: "This (Lee Siu Fook) group of people has treated the Stock Exchange as their own private club. A few Chinese brokers have actually controlled this international securities market, while foreign brokers have stood aside. How can this phenomenon be tolerated any longer?"

At that time, the Stock Exchange was booming and Li Zhaofu was so proud that he didn't care about these words. Moreover, Tang Mingzhi's words may only represent himself.

But in the current autumn wind, Li Zhaofu had to pay attention to this "prison disaster" calculated by Uncle Dong.

"Is there a way to solve it?"

Li Zhaofu's question was not answered by Yu Bo.

If fortune telling can solve all kinds of worries, how can it be the turn of wealthy officials and businessmen like them to dominate Hong Kong?

"Escape from the rapids bravely and make many good connections."

Uncle Yu didn't tell the solution, but in the end he gave Li Zhaofu eight words.

Of course Li Zhaofu understood the meaning of these eight words. In his initial panic, he thought about "retreating bravely from the rapids".

But for a hero like him, who is suspicious by nature, how could he let a fortune teller decide his future path?

What if someone bribed Uncle Dong, took the opportunity to mess with his mind, and hoped that he would retire from power?

When heaven and man were at war, Li Zhaofu saw reports in newspapers linking the stock market crash with "The Great Times".

At that moment, a suspicion arose in his heart.

If the "stock market crash" is a "official killing", is ""The Great Times"" a "financial success" that helps?

He thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense, but this speculation was still not enough to make him make up his mind, until the news began to spread overwhelmingly that Lin Chaoyang had won the award overseas.

He is a businessman who doesn't care about literary awards.

At noon one day, he and Xin Hanquan had lunch. During their chat, Xin Hanquan talked about some gossip in the market, and mentioned Lin Chaoyang's high-leverage short selling of Yulang Institution.

Li Zhaofu couldn't help but look at himself, and carefully inquired about the ins and outs of the matter.

After Xin Hanquan finished explaining Lin Chaoyang's operations and results in the stock market, Li Zhaofu fell into silence.

When you get rich again, you can prevent disaster.

Retreat bravely from the rapids and make many good connections.

Uncle Shu's words were imprinted on his heart like a magic spell.

Could it be that this "Lin Chaoyang" should be the answer to the prison sentence?

"Haha, after all, he is a young man who has the courage and is more decisive in his actions. No wonder Lin Sheng has gained such a huge harvest." Li Zhaofu said with admiration on his face and spoke sincerely. "Li Sheng is overrated! I am a layman, but I don't know.

It’s just that you are not afraid.”

After chatting for a while, Li Zhaofu asked thoughtfully during the meal: "I heard that Lin's Pictures recently intends to expand its business. It seems that Lin Sheng and Mrs. Lin are not only concerned about the film field!"

Upon hearing this, Tao Yushu's expression changed, and he looked at Li Zhaofu with a hint of vigilance.
To be continued...