Author: A drop of crazy oil essence

August 1991, Manhattan, New York.

"Master Daojun, Robertson and I made a special trip to wait at the company this morning. Everything has been arranged."

Kim Il-tae looked confident, as if he was the one going to negotiate today.

“Well done!”

Chen Daojun never hesitates to praise those who work seriously.

The car was driving fast on the road. It was clearly the country M twenty years ago, but the surrounding buildings looked similar to the environment before his rebirth.

No wonder everyone around us has beautiful dreams. This country was so prosperous twenty years ago.

Many people flock to it.

But Chen Daojun didn't have a good impression of this country in his heart.

The development of a country that we see on the surface is actually the result of parasitism in other countries and squeezing the resources of other countries.

Although this country has the slogan of helping others, it is doing evil things by taking advantage of others' misfortunes.

Before traveling through time, Chen Daojun also saw a news story about a woman who had no money, but had the dream of marrying a beautiful woman. She traveled to many places in South America and walked thousands of miles, and finally became beautiful.

When she obtained refugee status, this woman couldn't help but post on WeChat Moments, saying that she was about to prepare for a happy life.

Someone asked her below how many thugs she had experienced on the road?

The woman replied calmly, these are the tribulations that must be passed to get to heaven.

It's just nonsense.

After passing through several streets, the car stopped in front of the Tiger Fund headquarters building.

Chen Daojun looked up and saw that this building looked even grander than their Chen Family Group headquarters building.

It is indeed a well-known Tiger Fund in the global financial circle.

After getting off the bus, Kim Il-tae went straight to the front desk of the headquarters.

"Which floor is Mr. Robertson on?"

"I'm sorry, the manager told me that there are important guests coming this morning, so you may have to wait a little later?"

The waiter at the counter replied apologetically, obviously having received the notice.

Mistaken Kim Il-tae as an ordinary guest discussing cooperation.

Chen Dojun himself, who was only 14 years old, was mistaken for the child brought by Kim Il-tae.

"If it is inconvenient for you to take your child with you, you can temporarily let him go to the lounge of our company." The staff member enthusiastically suggested.

Chen Daojun couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

Scared, Jin Ritai hurriedly clarified: "My name is Jin Ritai, and this young master is Chen Daojun, and he is the one who wants to interview your manager."

"It's him?!"

The company employees were shocked.

Just kidding!

A teenager who looks like he is still underage is going to have a meeting with a manager who is in high gear?

"Please register the relevant information!"

After checking with the headquarters at the front desk, the attitude became extremely respectful.

As a guide, he led a few of them to the top floor.

Passing through grid-like offices, some traders were staring at computer screens, while others were holding phones and communicating animatedly with clients, creating a busy scene.

It has only been established for 11 years and it is already so successful. Robertson is really a capable person.

Chen Daojun nodded, and his evaluation of Robertson was a little higher.

"Mr. Chen, please go ahead. The manager is waiting for you in the office."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Chen Daojun nodded slightly to her, and then walked into Robertson's office.

The interior of the office is very empty, with only a desk and a water dispenser, and even the decorations are very sparse.

It looks very monotonous.

"It is said that Robertson, the chairman of the Tiger Foundation, is a workaholic, and it seems true."

"Master, how about I introduce you first..."

Jin Ritai leaned down and asked softly.

At this time, Robertson was still sitting at his desk correcting documents.

It seems that even as the boss of Tiger Management, he doesn't have much free time.

"Mr. Robertson, excuse me."

Kim Ritai took the initiative to talk, but the other party didn't even raise his head.

Pointing to the sofa placed next to him, he gestured: "Go there and wait for me first. You guys are ten minutes ahead of the agreed time and are still within my working hours."

He is really a complete workaholic...

The guest followed the host as he pleased, Chen Daojun did not express his position, so Kim Ritai had no choice but to sit obediently on the sofa waiting for the guests and quietly wait for the passage of time.

Suddenly, the wall clock on the wall made a buzzing sound. Robertson put down the documents in his hand, took a sip of coffee, and walked into the reception room.

However, when he saw that the person sitting opposite the sofa turned out to be a young man, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Isn't it Mr. Chen Daojun, this one?"

Robertson suddenly looked up at Kim Ritai standing aside, trying to get an answer from him.

But after seeing Kim Il-tae nodding repeatedly, Robertson finally decided that he was not mistaken.

The Chen Daojun who made an appointment to discuss with him at noon is the young man in front of him.

"Yes, I wonder if Mr. Robertson's fund company can carry out short-selling business?"

Robertson did not pay attention to Chen Daojun, but asked Kim Il-tae with a cold face.

"President Jin, such a young man wants to discuss cooperation with me? I don't have time to manage tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of small pocket money for financial management."

"It seems that Mr. Robertson does not have the basic qualities of a fund manager at all? Let's go away from Japan and Thailand. The so-called Tiger Fund is nothing more than that. Perhaps Quantum Fund is a good choice!"

Chen Daojun pretended to signal Kim Il-tae to leave.

"stop!"

"Are you kidding me? Just because of your words, we will accompany you to invest in stocks. Do you know how much money our fund will operate every month? This is not a place to play house."

Robertson stood up. Over the years, no matter how hard he tried, when it came to the strongest fund managers in the industry, he was always ranked behind Soros.

"Quantum Fund" is the fund company created by Soros. When Chen Daojun said it, it still deeply stimulated him!

"Really?" Chen Daojun stopped and said jokingly.

"For you, doesn't it matter that the customer has money?"

"How do you want to collaborate?"

"I feel that a country's currency may weaken this year. I want to make short-selling arrangements in advance. I hope Tiger Fund can help me with the operation."

Robertson felt that he had been completely fooled.

Many countries have the ability to manipulate currencies invisibly. If retail investors want to operate this kind of short selling, on the one hand, they cannot grasp it, and it will be over as soon as the country regulates it. On the other hand, the scale is too small, and it is an act of hitting a stone with an egg.

How can a young man clearly see the trend of a sovereign currency? He really doesn’t know how high the sky is!

Even Robertson, who has been working in the industry for so many years, dare not determine the trend of currency exchange rates 100%!

"Currency exchange rates are changing rapidly, how can you be sure that the trend is what you think it is?" Robertson regained his composure and slowly sat back in his chair.

"Mr. Robertson, I remember you once said this when you became the manager of Tiger Fund: 'Trying to control finance is the greatest adventure of mankind.'"

Chen Daojun stretched out his right hand: "Now, I invite you to join this adventure. Do you still have the courage you had before?"

Robertson couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard what Chen Daojun said.

When he said this, it was a moment of great ambition for him.

Did he really come prepared?

"To short the currency, I have to do it myself, 10 million... at least prepare 10 million US dollars, otherwise, I will hire someone else."

Finally, Robertson made the request.

Based on his strength, US$10 million is the minimum requirement for short selling.

Taking US$10 million as the entry threshold, if Chen Daojun does not have this ability, he will have every excuse to exclude this person.

In his opinion, no matter how rich the chaebol family is, it is impossible for this young man who is still underage to spend so much money!
To be continued...