The engineer from Wonu Island explained that this was all a misunderstanding.
But not long after, a professor from Temasek University stood up.
Field testing.
His argument is that, according to what the Japanese engineer said, there is only one stored and at most two. But the maximum number of reverse outputs is thirty, and the minimum is about five.
According to the professor's inference.
There is a trigger mechanism, but I don’t know what the trigger mechanism is yet.
At noon, there was a reaction from the Han family.
The news simply mentioned that people from various companies invested by the Han family in Wonu Island are invited to come and have tea. At the same time, a large number of Wonu engineers are invited to return to Wonu Island.
Regarding various previous contracts between the Han family and the Japanese slaves, the contracts were suspended due to the immoral behavior of the Japanese slaves. All Japanese slave products were temporarily sealed until the incident was investigated.
As soon as this news came out, the market value of Shuxia Company, the company with the largest investment in Hanjia, plummeted.
Tosiba, which has the second largest investment, coupled with the superposition of previous news about Ying Family, its market value has plummeted.
Ning Ren went to the teahouse.
"Sir, I don't want to see Tosiba get too seriously injured. We'll retreat as soon as we bite the flesh this time."
Zhuge Buyi asked: "So, what are your plans for the future?"
Ning Ren replied: "Tosiba will have a greater chance. They are seriously injured and need to replenish their blood, so the next opportunity will be greater. Let's just say that at the moment, our capital pool is too small, and the maximum benefit is
It’s Yingjiahua Street and Fudao Golden Street, not me.”
"Yes." Zhuge Buyi agreed.
Going short still requires a huge amount of funds.
The more you invest, the greater the return.
Because the funds in Ning Ren's hands are limited and the Han family's foreign exchange reserves are pitifully small, the total income this time will not be too much.
Ning Ren continued: "That's what I thought, find someone to take the blame."
Zhuge Buyi immediately understood what Ning Ren meant: "At the right time, if someone hires a small mountain group to cut the cables of the Wonujing trading hall, blackout the trading hall, and then set a fire. So...
According to the beneficiary theory, whether or not this matter is investigated, or whether it can be investigated, Huada Street will eventually believe that it was the work of the Sijing Consortium or the six major consortiums of Wonu Island."
"That's what it means." Ning Ren completely agreed with this.
Zhuge Buyi asked: "So, how to choose the time?"
Ning Ren: "Leave professional matters to professionals."
"Okay, let me design it." Since Zhuge Buyi understood what Ning Ren meant, he naturally had a way to deal with this matter.
It's actually very simple.
As long as there is a reasonable reason to suspend trading on the trading floor of Banuking at the critical moment.
It won't take long, two days is enough for the Japanese slaves to make arrangements and relax.
After Ning Ren left, Zhuge Buyi thought for a long time.
It's not about thinking about plans, but about Ning Ren's reasons for doing what he did.
The simplest explanation is that Ning Ren has a higher value if there is a target for both Aai from the Eagle family and Mo Yiliu from the Roshima Island to keep an eye on.
But from another angle, Zhuge Buyi rejected this idea.
What goal is bigger than the Han family?
Zhuge Buyi abides by principles and does not ask for reasons or reasons for what Ning Ren wants to do.
In fact, Ning Ren's idea was very simple.
Now that my teeth are not good, I can't bite too much meat. If I let the Hua Street of Yingjia and the Golden Street of Fudao bite Tosiba to death, then a shocking event in the future may not happen.
On the other hand, if the bite is light, Toxiba will replenish blood, and that event may happen in advance in the future.
This was the Tosiba Machine Tool incident that shocked the Coordination Committee.
Therefore, Ning Ren does not want Tosiba to be too seriously injured this time. When the Tosiba incident begins in another year, he will start to plan and sharpen his teeth.
At that time, it was a piece of cake.
What was bitten was not Tosiba, but the entire Japanese island.
Ning Ren left Zhuge Buyi and when he returned home, Shama visited him.
Shama visited the garden, living room, gym and other places in Ningren's new home, but did not go upstairs.
When Ning Ren came back, Shama happened to be in the garden. After seeing Ning Ren, Shama said: "Such a beautiful house makes people regretful. The garden has not been taken care of, the water in the swimming pool has not been changed, and the gym is full of dust.
besides……"
"Stop, stop..." Ning Ren stopped Shama from continuing: "You think I am willing, but I am also in a dilemma. I was asking people to look for a suitable housekeeper, but I was lucky and found one in Java. Next, there are
There are chefs and drivers, you have to understand that it’s not easy to find the right people.”
Shama thought about it and realized what Ning Ren said was right.
It is indeed not easy, and Ning Ren's job is special. Either he has zero items to work at home, or he has someone he can trust.
But these two points are not easy to achieve.
Sharma lives in an apartment hotel here in Daogang. The most worrying thing every day is where to put some of his belongings. The hotel is not suitable, and the office is not the safest place.
"Okay, let's get down to business."
Shama sat down in the garden where Ning Ren often stayed. Because Ning Ren was always active in this area, it was relatively clean.
"Ander, the latest news is that Ustr from the Eagle family has launched an investigation into the electronic products of Wonu Island, and also launched an investigation into all the supply contracts of Wonu Island with Neighbor."
"Stop." Ning Ren hadn't realized what Ustr was.
Sharma directly stated the full name: Office of the United States Trade Representative.
Ning Ren nodded: "You continue to talk."
Ning Ren knew that this was the Ying family's trading office, a high-level office in the white house of the Ying family. It had a lot of things to do, and it was also the kind of person who loved to find trouble for all kinds of things.
Sharma did not cooperate with the abbreviation again this time, and continued: "The Yingjia Semiconductor Office has initiated at least more than a hundred reviews of various products on the Wonu Island. This is no longer as simple as looking for trouble. In my estimation, the Yingjia is very
Maybe the Shifu Company will be dismantled, or some other method will be used, in short, the Japanese Nufu brand will be forced to leave the Ying Family."
Ning Ren asked: "Is this the continuation of the competition between the Ying family and the Wonu family regarding the home appliance trade?"
"No, it's a new one."
After all, Sharma's current apparent career is working in a bank, and he is also a senior executive. He is also quite professional in economics, finance, etc.
Wonu Island is about to become, or may have already become, the world's second largest economy.
Sharma has a very professional analysis of it.
Sharma spent some time making a comprehensive analysis and explanation of the economic transformation of Wonu Island.
To put it simply, the Japanese people are transforming from the textile industry to the steel and automobile industries, and are also laying the foundation for the electronics and semiconductor industries.
That's why the Eagle Family's Semiconductor Office is so concerned about the Japanese slave incident.
While the two were chatting, Han Shuang walked over, put down a piece of fax paper, nodded to Shama and left.
Shama glanced at Han Shuang's back and said to Ning Ren: "I arranged for someone to investigate her background. You are lucky. You can trust her. Most of her family members died during the chaotic days of the Han family.
, a homeless man.”
Ning Ren didn't answer, but just picked up the fax paper.
"Fake."
Shama listened to Ning Ren's words, grabbed the fax paper and read it.
This is a cutout from a Ying family newspaper. It says that the Ying family's Bell Labs confidential information was stolen. After verification and arrest, a Japanese logistics employee was found on the laboratory's fax machine.
There are also backdoors installed on computers.
After reading this, Shama stood up and said, "Ander, your investment in the Japanese stock market should be closed as soon as it is good. I have reason to suspect that the Japanese people will hardly do anything abnormal."
Ning Ren: "For example?"
Shama thought for a while: "If it were me, I would throw a nest of rats into the main distribution station of Wonujing Electric Power, causing a blackout in half of the city, and giving the Wonu trading room a reasonable reason to suspend trading to stop it.
Even if it's only a few hours, it's enough for them to do a lot of things."
"Thank you."
Shama nodded and left in a hurry.
Ning Ren's scalp is numb. The Japanese slaves want to do things on their own, so do they still need to fix it themselves?
Or, add a handful of firewood to them.
Or maybe pour some oil?
Ning Ren couldn't help but smile as he thought about it.
While he was smiling, Han Shuang ran over and dragged Ning Ren into the house.
There is news on the TV.
On a certain rooftop on Wonu Island, there were about ten people queuing up to jump off. Reporters were very dedicated in taking pictures nearby. Some reporters also went to interview those people queuing up about their mood at this time.
Ning Ren held his chin and looked at it carefully for a few minutes: "This building looks familiar."
Han Shuang then said: "Tosiba Headquarters Building."
"Ah!" Ning Ren nodded.
After staring for a while, Ning Ren shook his head helplessly: "Not professional at all."
"major?"
Han Shuang was a little confused.
This news is obviously the scapegoat thrown out by Tosiba.
Ning Ren gestured: "The Japanese slaves should use their strengths, the most professional one, to lift it up like this, stand it up like this, poke it down like this, and then row it back and forth like this."
"Seppuku?"
"right."
Ning Ren agreed with Han Shuang's words: "Yes, this is how professionals should behave. They are not professional at all now."
Han Shuang:......
Ning Ren added: "Let sir know about Shama's visit today."
"Yes." Han Shuang responded, changed clothes and went out.
Ning Ren went back to the house, and now Ning Ren stopped drawing.
With the ternary computer available and the three-contact micro-current induction contactor he needs, he can directly output some data.
Although the efficiency is very low.
The principle of docking is the ternary algorithm, determination, negation, and uncertainty, which are converted into the form of current and output.
Calculated in terms of traffic, it is less than thirty KB per second.
But it's faster than Ning Ren drawing a picture one stroke at a time.
If a new generation of ternary supercomputer is manufactured, there will be a higher level of data transmission means, which can be increased to about 200 KB per second.
If it can reach 30% of the performance of Ning Ren's future super quantum supercomputer and supporting equipment, it will be able to provide Ning Ren with a bandwidth transmission of about ten Mbits.
No matter how fast it is, it's impossible.
After all, Ning Ren is still a human being, not a machine.
He has his own upper limit.
In the evening, Han Shuang came back and brought back a middle-aged man.
Relatively thin.
It can be seen that when he was young, he was definitely the kind of handsome guy who could stun people when he turned around.
"Ning Ren, let me introduce our new butler. His identity is the son of the old butler of a rich Chinese family in Java who was killed many years ago. He has studied butler courses at a university in Fudao. The one in Fudao
The university can check the relevant records, and other people will come over one after another."
Ning Ren stretched out his hand.
The visitor just bowed slightly and said, "A rotten butler never shakes hands with his master."
Ning Ren smiled awkwardly.
"My name is Zheng Zecheng, my real name."
Just a simple sentence to introduce yourself.
Enough.
For someone like Zheng Zecheng, being able to tell Ning Ren his name and telling him that it was his real name is already saying a lot.
Han Shuang said: "His current name is Tian Zui."
Ning Ren said: "Should I forget the name Zheng Zecheng?"
Tian Zui (Zheng Zecheng) gave Ning Ren a list of names.
As a housekeeper who had studied in Fudao, he was in charge of many things, including Ning Ren's personal property investment, how much salary to pay to the people employed by the family, how many people were needed, etc. He had the final say.
Next, choose the chef.
Pang Xinghua.
Fat man, in his forties.
After Han Shuang saw this name, his expression changed and he couldn't help but stand up straight.
Ning Ren asked: "Do you know him?"
Han Shuang replied in a low voice: "More than just acquaintance, I have heard of this person since I was a child, and I have always suspected that he is a fake. Let me tell you this, one day, he was cooking with five people, and then when it was time to eat
, no one came back. He took four people to look for him, and the four of them defeated Ah San’s hundreds of people.”
Ning Ren was so shocked that he didn't even dare to shoot a movie like this.
Han Shuang continued: "Later, someone asked him what he thought at that time. He replied, I wanted to beat them, but they dared to fight back."
Ning Ren:......
Zheng Zecheng said at this time: "You still heard wrong. It's a smoothing, not a defeat."
Is there a difference between these two words?
The difference is really huge.
Scroll down further and Han Shuang is shocked by every name.
They were all legends she had heard when she was a child.
It doesn't feel like a deity that existed in the human world.
Between the ages of thirty-seven and forty-six, anyone can compete with Zhao Zilong of Changbanpo in the novel.
Now, gardener, pet keeper, driver...
After Ning Ren read it, Zheng Zecheng took out a match and burned the list to ashes.
Then there was another one, with the same people, but with different identities.
They are all of Han descent from Rouyi, Java, and Luzon.
Zheng Zecheng said: "If we live outside for a long time, more than seven days, we can rent a big house and bring everyone with us in the manor. If it is just for a short period of time, Lao Pang, the chef, can keep up reasonably. With him here, he can handle ordinary little things by himself.
It can be done."
Han Shuang asked: "What are the ordinary things in your mind?"
Zheng Zecheng smiled slightly and did not answer.
Early the next morning.
Pang Xinghua arrived.
When Ning Ren was running in the morning, he saw Pang Xinghua holding a large iron pot with a diameter of about one meter. There was a pot of sand in the pot and he was practicing turning the pot with one hand.
"This..." Ning Ren felt that he might not be able to pick up the pot with sand with both hands.
Pang Xinghua cheerfully said hello: "Good morning, boss. As a chef, you still need to practice your daily skills."
"Practice, practice." Ning Ren waved his hand and continued running.
Even though Pang Xinghua seemed gentle and easy to bully, I guess the Fourteenth Hall Ghost Blade, Chen Luotuo, and all the red sticks at the same time wouldn't be able to withstand a few slaps from Pang Xinghua.
Pang Xinghua's hands were covered with calluses, and as a chef, he was known for swearing.
Ning Ren remembered that the list that Zheng Zecheng burned said that he was proficient in all types of fire sticks, from 0.38 to 12.8, he was proficient in all types.
People arrived one after another.
Ningren's garden also began to be renovated.
The most outrageous person is Zhuge Buyi, who lives in the mansion of Ningren.
This is the master who was invited to control the house.
The people who moved Zhuge Buyi, not to mention those from the Fourteenth Hall, were the policemen from the Xinyi Branch, and many rich people came to give gifts and visit.
By the way, Zhuge Buyi was invited to their home to observe the wind, water and so on.
Zhuge Buyi is now a celebrity in Daogang.
When the old Tsim Sha Tau train station was demolished and transformed into a cultural center, Zhuge Buyi was recognized as the first consultant. Whatever he said about the place to be built, what kind of building to build, and how to lay out the structure would be what he wanted.
It is not just the residents of the local community who agree with it, but also the consultants hired by the island governor.
How much did Ning Ren spend?
secret.
Then there were all kinds of rumors.
The most real thing is that on the day Zhuge Buyi moved in, this huge mansion started digging trees, smashing walls, and changing roads.
Even the main part of the house was smashed in various ways.
reason?
No need to ask.
There must be better wind and water. Anyway, the rich and ordinary people in Daogang think so.
Zheng Zecheng's idea is very simple.
No matter what falls from the sky, as long as it's not a mushroom, we can handle it.
On the ground, no matter how many people come, our chef and his helpers, five people can withstand it for at least three days and three nights.
Under the ground, even if you dig again, you won't be able to get in.
That's enough.
Zhuge Buyi is a professional, and he was one of the participants in the design of the cave in Bashan.
A few more days passed and the weekend was approaching.
Zhuge Buyi told Ning Ren: "Something happened that surprised us all. Mu Hua made arrangements. Instead of going short, she went long. I believe in her judgment. It is estimated that something unexpected will happen at the close of trading on Friday."
What will happen?
Ning Ren was curious, but he didn't ask about Mu Hua's arrangements.
As Ning Ren said, professional things should be handled by professionals.
Less than half an hour after Zhuge Buyi finished speaking, Xifu's call came.
Xifu said to Ning Ren: "Now, it's time for us to show our friendship. You invested in the Japanese slaves, close your position. Believe me, I'm right."
"What's going on?"
Sif replied: "I can't go into details. I can tell you so much is my limit."
Ning Ren said: "So, I must thank you."
"That's not necessary, for the sake of our friendship."
Ning Ren: "Okay, if there's any trouble or anything you don't want to do, I'll handle it for you. It's you, not Cai Ai."
Sif was about to hang up the phone, but when she heard this, she said: "There is really something very, very troublesome. If it cannot be suppressed, it will trigger large-scale protests."
"Tell me and listen."
"Two people from our Ying family stationed in Nanbang raped a Nanbang woman."
After hearing this, Ning Ren said: "Leave it to me."
"you?"
"Why, you doubt my ability."
"No, no, let me make it clear first that we can't set off fireworks this time. This is something we should really deal with. Although the people in Nanbang can't control the people of the Ying family stationed in Nanbang, the impact of this matter is quite bad."
Sif didn't speak anymore, obviously discussing with the people around her.
After a short while, Xifu said: "The formal authorization will be sent to Nanbang tomorrow. You can go there at any time. This time, you will attend the discussion as Cai'a's official identity. Please speak according to the situation. Don't force yourself.
The person in charge of the garrison over there is handling it, although he is handling it very badly."
"I understand, he will take the blame. Let's do it when there are benefits."
"That's it." Sif hung up the phone.
Ning Ren glanced at Han Shuang.
Han Shuang nodded. She knew what she should do. She would go to Shama first and then make arrangements for the trip.
Then go find Muhua.
When Ning Ren got such news, it would be inappropriate not to tell Shama.
As for traveling.
This time, Ning Ren can bring the chef with him.
Han Shuang meets Shama.
"Andeville asked me to tell you that things may have changed. There was a call from the Ying family saying that we should withdraw."
Shama was very grateful to Han Shuang for coming to report the news.
However, she believed in her own judgment more.
Island port time is two o'clock in the afternoon here and four o'clock in Japan.
Sharma was furious.
The Ying family's Huajie group sold out their Fudao Golden Street, and they didn't know what the Japanese slaves offered. The Ying family actually chose to reconcile with the Japanese slaves and blame this incident on a few people instead of trusting others.
Xiba Electronics, Shuxia Electronics.
Therefore, Tosiba's stock rebounded, and the market value of Wonu Island increased by 3.5% in the last fifteen minutes.
This wave has trapped many short sellers.
The ordinary investors in Daogang and Yidao who followed the trend and went short were even more wailing.
Shama never expected that this time he would not use normal financial methods to calculate, but...
The collusion between the Ying family and the Japanese slaves.
Han Shuang sat here with Mu Hua, sipping tea and watching Mu Hua's assistants calculating the profits.
Han Shuang asked: "Why did you decide to change direction before you received the latest news, which was the call from Xifu?"
Mu Hua's reaction was very calm: "Because I spent the first half of my life studying the Ying family's Huajie and the Japanese slaves."
Mu Hua only said this, studying Hua Street is learning and constantly accumulating experience.
And I study the Japanese slaves because I hate them.
Han Shuang’s knowledge of Mu Hua is that she was born in Jiangnan, studied at Holy Land University forty years ago, then worked as a draftsman, and later studied economics. If she had continued to work in Yandu at that time, in terms of position, she would not be able to work in Shuizhou.
Except for Dong Zhen, no one in Gou Village is taller than her.
This time, Mu Hua had secretly changed the operation before the news about Xifu was delivered. It was definitely a stroke of genius.
Of course, Ning Ren's public investment was only after Xifu came to the news.
Originally, Mu Hua was planning to bear the burden and let Ning Ren pay some compensation in his account.
Han Shuang made tea for Mu Hua and brought snacks to her hand: "Tell me, how much, how much?"
