Regarding the price of iron ore and the price of steel, Zhang Yang has always been puzzled.
Just looking up the transaction information from the Internet gave Zhang Yang a feeling of confusion. Although Zhang Yang inherited the memories of some elites, Zhang Yang was still a person after all. Such a situation involving a global economy
Zhang Yang cannot predict the laws of natural resources and can only analyze them through normal marketing channels.
Suddenly, Zhang Yang missed the little monk a little.
If there is a little monk, with the little monk's ability, it may only take a few minutes to trace the source of the iron ore and the price increase just now.
It is certain that there must be a huge behind-the-scenes force behind the rise in iron ore prices.
Without human manipulation, iron ore would not have surged at such a rate, which goes against the market rules of economic development...
It seems that this issue can only be left to Mao Renguo.
After all, the rising price of iron ore has directly restricted the development of the Mao family.
We had made an appointment to have dinner, but Zhang Yang declined. For Zhang Yang's age, he was not used to talking about things while eating.
Champs Garden.
This is a high-end villa in the provincial capital. In the suburbs, there is a moon-shaped artificial lake. There are three rows of villas staggered around the lake, forming a group of high-end villas.
Zhang Yang didn't call the phone or ask the security guard to follow him. He took a taxi directly to the Champs Elysees Garden.
Walking by the crescent-shaped artificial lake, looking at the stars scattered in the lake, Zhang Yang couldn't help but have a hint of admiration for this designer. Undoubtedly, this designer seamlessly combined the Western perspective with the Eastern bridge and flowing water.
Here, you can not only enjoy the feeling of open sight, but also feel the Chinese courtyard-style flowing water. No wonder this place has been built in one fell swoop and has become the most high-end villa group in the provincial capital. Here, in three years, housing prices have risen
Third, of course, this is also related to the country’s policy of not allowing the development of villa areas.
No. 28, East District, Mao Mansion.
This is a three-story villa, covering an area of more than 600 square meters. In front of it is a ditch about five meters wide, built with stones and with a white railing on it. It looks refreshing and refreshing.
Atmosphere.
The iron gate is very tall, and from the fence you can see a tall wolf dog patrolling back and forth inside, with a pair of fluorescent eyes showing a heart-stopping ferocity.
The wolfdog didn't bark when he saw Zhang Yang walking to the door, but just looked down at Zhang Yang. Obviously, this was a wolfdog that had been strictly trained.
"Brother Mao, I'm at the door." Zhang Yang dialed the phone.
"Ah...haha...so low-key and quiet, here you go, you'll be down soon." Mao Renguo was as enthusiastic as ever.
In less than three seconds, the Mao family's mansion was brightly lit. Mao Renguo walked out in a white casual suit and opened the door for Zhang Yang himself. When the wolf dog saw Mao Renguo approaching, he seemed to understand that Zhang Yang was a guest and walked away in a hurry.
When he opened the door, he couldn't see it from a distance at first, but when he walked in and took a look, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel stunned.
Is this still Mao Renguo?
Her hair was combed meticulously.
There is no visible brand on the clothes he is wearing, but based on his experience working in the Noble City, Zhang Yang believes that these are definitely luxury goods. From the fine workmanship and the materials used, it can be seen that the clothes are of great value.
"Brother, you finally came to see me." Mao Renguo looked very excited.
"..."
Zhang Yang stared blankly at Mao Renguo's face. It was a well-maintained face. It was white and red. It could be described as "red face". Moreover, when shaking hands, Zhang Yang saw a diamond-encrusted face.
Of course, the most important thing is that Mao Renguo’s beer belly has also disappeared, and he looks as if he is ten years younger...
"Hey, brother, don't be surprised. This is all your fault. If you don't bring it to your life, you won't take it with you. Why should you be so mean to yourself? Besides, money can be earned again after you spend it. Come on, come on.
You see, I bought a Ferrari sports car, how about we go racing together, and by the way, I even called someone to come down..." Mao Renguo pulled Zhang Yang, without any feeling of unfamiliarity, as if he was an old man he hadn't seen for many years.
friend.
"Haha, no, no, next time, I will go back to City C tonight. Brother Mao, I am really happy to see you. You are getting younger and younger as you live. Brother, this is some tea I brought you,
Very good..."
"Yeah, thank you very much, brother. Then next time, next time, you must accompany me in racing. Hey, I was really confused before, and I didn't know that there is so much fun in life. Hey, I'm lucky to have met you, brother!"
Mao Renguo sighed with emotion, looking at Zhang Yang with an expression of joy after suffering, which made Zhang Yang sweat on his forehead. It seemed that the old man had welcomed a second spring, and the culprit was himself, a bad friend.
In this world, there is one less honest industrialist and one more corrupted rich man.
Why……
There was no one in the huge villa. I don't know whether it was because there was no one or because Mao Renguo asked the servants to avoid it. In short, I walked from the first floor to the third floor without meeting anyone.
"Come on, this is my study." Mao Renguo pushed the door open.
"We meet again."
Opening the door, Zhang Yang immediately saw a familiar face, the bank president.
"The world is not that big." Zhang Yang walked over and held each other's hands tightly. It was not surprising that Mr. Chen appeared here, but it was very reasonable.
"Come and see if our Comrade Zhang's calligraphy has improved."
President Chen brought Zhang Yang to a huge desk, on which the Four Treasures of the Study had been placed. Even the ink had been polished and the rice paper had been weighed down with paperweights, just waiting for Zhang Yang to write.
Zhang Yang didn't refuse. When he saw the brush and rice paper for the first time, he actually had a strong feeling of writing.
I gently tried the pen and rice paper, then laid it on the paper again, and slowly pressed it with a paperweight. Looking at the slightly yellowed rice paper on the table, I raised my eyebrows...
Put pen to paper!
Dayton!
Frustration!
Turning point...
The pen moves the dragon and the snake.
…
A depressing atmosphere filled the study room. Looking at Zhang Yang's waving and jumping arms, the president and Mao Renguo felt their hearts beating violently. In the air, the depression gradually turned into overflowing murderous intent.
"Boom!"
The brush was gently placed on the pen holder, making a slight knocking sound, like a bell. Zhang Yang took a deep breath, and it seemed that his whole body suddenly felt much more relaxed, and the long-standing depression seemed to be lifted.
There was silence in the room.
There was a long silence.
Li Bai's "Xia Ke Xing"
Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang and Xue Ming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star.
Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace for a thousand miles. When the matter is done, he brushes off his clothes and goes away, hiding his body and name.
…
Mao Renguo didn't know calligraphy, but his eyes were always on it, with a haunted expression. This calligraphy was full of tension and penetrating power, and penetrated the back of the paper.
Mao Renguo was watching the fun, while the president was watching the door. The president was a master of calligraphy, so he could naturally see the mystery behind it.
Killing spirit!
What a strong murderous aura!
Looking at the turning points of the strokes, they were extremely sharp, as if what Zhang Yang was writing with was not a pen, but a nine-ring sword.
Especially when I wrote "Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles", the sharp-edged murderous intention vividly appeared on the page, as if someone was actually killing with a sword.
After a long silence, President Chen finally spoke.
"My little brother's words have already reached a certain level. It seems that I will never be able to reach this level in my life." Mr. Chen let out a long sigh.
"Funny." Looking at this picture, Zhang Yang sighed inexplicably. It has been a long time, a long time. I have been pursuing this feeling for a long time. However, when I really reached this state, I felt a sense of loss. I remember the first
Once I saw a war post written by the strong man Dahe, I was shocked. I thought that such murderous writing should not appear in the world. Unexpectedly, a few months later, I had reached that state.
Things are different and people are different. Now Dahe doesn't know which corner he is hiding in, waiting for an opportunity to take revenge on the emperor.
Life is so helpless and can change in such an instant.
Power is hard to gain, but losing it is a matter of a thought.
Those who hold sway over the world, never thought that one day they would lose their power?
Unable to help himself, Zhang Yang glanced at the president beside him. There was no doubt that the president was just such a powerful figure, and his future could very well be decided by a thought.
"Haha, little brother, don't worry. Thanks to my last enlightenment, Mr. Chen has taken money lightly now, and what needs to be dealt with has been dealt with. In fact, when the power reaches a certain level, one can enjoy endless wealth in an open and honest manner.
Why do you have to do those things that scare people every night?" President Chen seemed to know what Zhang Yang was thinking and said with a calm smile.
"Congratulations, brother, I have achieved enlightenment. Haha, the way to be an official is like asking questions. It pays attention to heart and conduct. It pays attention to a kind of detachment from the world. Those who are in high positions but are trapped by money
, not only is greedy, but also lacks a kind of choice. In fact, to be an official, you should give up first and then take. This is the highest state of being an official. Many people know this truth, but they do it the other way around.
, take first and then discard, but everyone knows that the effect of changing the position in front and back is subtle... ah..."
"Okay, okay! What a way to make a choice. If he hadn't seen the little brother in person, just hearing these words, Mr. Chen would have misunderstood that the little brother was also an official. In fact, the knowledge of officialdom originated in China, but,
On the contrary, it lags behind the United States. American politicians have this deep understanding. They give up first and take later. Most of the people who serve as officials in the United States establish a wide network of contacts when they are in power. They do some practical things for the people and at the same time pave the way for themselves.
The way, alas... It's a pity, it's a pity that the Chinese saying that people take tea is cool has made so many people take risks..."
"Haha, when the Chinese are officials, they have the idea that if they have the right to use it, it will become invalid after it expires. In fact, the Chinese are the most particular people in the world about repaying kindness. However, when they are officials, they often just want to obtain immediate benefits and ignore it.
He learned some real business games and official skills, and went into a sideways way."
Zhang Yang sighed again. Chinese people hold office for short-term interests, while Westerners hold office for the long-term interests of the family. Therefore, it is difficult for younger generations in China to succeed their ancestors as high-ranking officials. They can only inherit astonishing wealth.
It is difficult to inherit a political legacy. On the contrary, Western countries, especially the United States, have seen the emergence of the Lincoln family, the Bush family, and the Clinton family. The father becomes the president, the son becomes the president, and the grandson continues to be the president...
What does money mean when political forces are entangled?
Money is not a gadget, money is just a piece of waste paper.
History has proven that political families will not be short of money. There are a number of businessmen investing in these people. It is easy to get money by sponsoring them, leaking some investment intentions, arranging a few speeches, and publishing a few books. This money is better than greed.
It's easy, and it's just and aboveboard, there's no need to hide in the provinces, and the people won't complain.
Compared with ordinary people, they are more willing for officials to gain wealth after leaving office rather than while in power.
"Little brother, there is something I don't understand. Judging from my words, deeds and the artistic conception of my calligraphy, I think I am living a good life. However, seeing you pick up and put down your pen, the twists and turns between yin and yang make me breathless. It seems that, little brother
This kind of situation shouldn't happen... Calligrapher, Xin Ye, my little brother is a successful person in his career, but he actually wants to use calligraphy to vent his emotions. It seems that he is emotionally entangled..."
"Ahem... that... hey... don't mention it, don't mention it..." Zhang Yang's face turned red and he said in embarrassment.
"Hahaha……!"
"Ha ha……!"
…
The president and Mao Renguo looked at each other and burst into laughter.
"Zhang Yang, if you are not romantic, you will waste your youth. We don't need to explain these truths. Haha, who hasn't been young and crazy? It's up to you. We can't give you any advice." Mao Renguo said with a smile.
"If you are not romantic, you will waste your youth..."
Zhang Yang picked up the pen again and wrote on the rice paper "If you are not romantic, you will waste your youth." The brush strokes were elegant and the dragons and phoenixes were dancing, like a picture of a handsome young man flying away in the wind.
"Zhang Yang, you are the smartest young man I have ever seen in my life." Looking at Zhang Yang's calligraphy work, which was completely different from the original calligraphy work, the bank manager sighed.
"It's funny. There are many geniuses in this world, but they are just not discovered by others."
"No, Zhang Yang, I have seen a lot of geniuses. Some of the people in high positions were born from geniuses and have their own strengths. However, there are not many people who can truly grasp the opportunity. There are really not many. Zhang Yang, if you are interested in an official career
, I can introduce you to the path. I believe that within five years, you will be able to take charge. With your wisdom and ability to grasp the overall situation, it will be easy to achieve political achievements. In ten years, maybe,
In less than ten years, you can become a senior member of a party, are you interested?" the president said with a serious look.
Hearing the president's words, Mao Renguo's brows jumped. He suddenly felt a little nervous, which would be related to the development of Mao's family business.
ten years!
It takes ten years to become a high-ranking official. Even Mao Renguo, who doesn't know much about officialdom, can tell that a person like Zhang Yang can climb to the level of provincial governor in ten years...
What about twenty years?
What about thirty years?
The more Mao Renguo thought about it, the more excited he became. Zhang Yang was still young, only in his twenties. If the president's judgment was correct, then Zhang Yang's future would be limitless. Moreover, Mao Renguo could be sure that since the president had said it, he would definitely pave the way for Zhang Yang.
Mao Renguo felt his blood boiling as he embarked on a road to becoming an official. If the Mao family also joined in this kind of long-term investment, what kind of glory would it usher in for the family...
"Thank you, brother, ten years is too long for me." Zhang Yang put down the brush and said calmly.
"Don't consider it?" The president looked disappointed.
"Brother, this is not my ambition." Zhang Yang said decisively.
"Brother, there will be countless opportunities throughout your life. Now, this is your opportunity. With me and Brother Renguo, I believe it won't take ten years."
"Thank you for your kindness, brother. I have made up my mind. Come on, let's talk about the issues that we are all concerned about. Help me analyze why the price of iron ore is so weird." Zhang Yang smiled and walked to the computer desk and opened it.
The computer said.
"Okay!" The president glanced at Mao Renguo and said with a wry smile.
"Let's see first. I made a few cups of tea and was busy reading and writing. I even forgot to make the tea. As this person gets older, he forgets his surname..."
Soon, the aroma of tea overflowed.
Zhang Yang was sitting on a chair refreshing some data, while the bank president stood behind and watched, both looking attentive.
The data kept refreshing, and Zhang Yang and the bank manager's brows became more and more frowned.
The transaction volume of iron ore and some steel products is still refreshing, while the prices are constantly soaring.
If Zhang Yang is still a layman, but as a provincial bank president, he is much more sensitive to those data...
"wrong!"
"No, why is this happening?"
The president was shocked by the prices that kept refreshing. He moved a round leather chair and sat next to Zhang Yang. He grabbed the mouse and carefully observed some data, including some purchases and shipments. Because the two of them were too focused, Mao Renguo brought over
I forgot to take the tea.
"What's wrong?"
"Old Mao, look at the price of this steel." The president motioned to Mao Renguo to watch.
"Um...ah...another increase of two hundred and seventy-one tons?! Damn it, it's only been less than three hours!" Mao Renguo was so shocked that he actually cursed in a network language.
"Yes, it seems that the price will continue to soar. Could someone be speculating?" the president said seriously.
"Although this possibility exists, it is very small. After all, the amount of steel design is very large. This kind of anti-market hype, even if hundreds of billions are invested, will not have much impact on the market. After all, now the world is
Due to the financial crisis, the demand for energy and minerals has dropped significantly. If we really want to speculate, the target will not be on iron ore and finished steel products. Moreover, the trading volume of some special steel products has also increased significantly..." Zhang Yang said.
"Yes, I think so too. Judging from the types of metals traded, not only steel, but all kinds of rare metals seem to be soaring. It's just because of the large volume that people feel that the changes have been too big."
The president nodded.
"Don't worry, you two. We have prepared 60% of the steel required for the real estate project invested by Mao. If it is time to use 40%, I believe that the price has just dropped. This obvious reversal
Market speculation cannot last long." Mao Renguo said unconcernedly.
"Wrong, you are just one company, and the bank is involved in a lot of non-performing loans. If the price increase does not stop at this rate, the bank's non-performing loans will increase by one-fifth, and all metal-related companies and manufacturers will go bankrupt.
, close the door, unable to continue..."
"Why on earth is this happening?" Zhang Yang felt frightened as he looked at the constantly refreshing transactions.
"There are only two possibilities. The first is that some international investors are manipulating prices. However, this possibility is zero. The second is that there will be a war!"
"War!" Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat.
"Yes, only when there is a war will there be such motivation to acquire all metals. However, this is not in line with reality. If a country prepares equipment for war, it will not be so eager. This is simply crazy.
If we are really preparing for war, it will definitely attract the attention of all countries..."
