Yun Jue undoubtedly had many more channels for obtaining information than Fang Zhe. Within half an hour after returning home, she received more than a dozen emails.
After spending an hour reading all the emails, dinner was postponed. Yun Jue walked out of the study and looked at the same thing downstairs. Fang Zhe was leaning on the lounge chair, rocking back and forth. There was a coffee table with tea sets next to him. He stopped from time to time to have a drink and watch.
Very leisurely.
Yun Jue stepped forward and asked the nanny to start the meal. Fang Zhe, who heard the noise, stood up and turned around: "Do you see anything?"
“The Federal Reserve’s long-term quantitative easing, banks’ zero-down payment mortgages, and Wall Street’s packaging of subprime loans for sale.”
Yun Jue pulled out the main points of the information. Fang Zhe walked to the dining table and sat down with a smile. He picked up a piece of fried pork with chopsticks and then put the potato chips soaked in fat into his mouth. Under Yun Jue's expectant eyes, he
Chew slowly.
"Printing money means printing money, insisting that the whole world pays for the United States. Ordinary people cannot understand it. This is not the first time that it has sucked blood from the world and fed it back to the United States. After the United States liberalized financial controls, the cycle of economic crises
In fact, it has been shortened. Without a wave of replenishment in Eastern Europe, a global economic crisis might have broken out at the end of the last century."
Yun Jue sat upright, like a student taking class seriously, with mindless admiration in his eyes.
"After the hollowing out of the industry, we increase support for the service industry. How many people are there on Wall Street? Most of the profits gained from the globalized industrial chain have fallen into the hands of financial capital and high-tech industries. By relying on
Our country’s cheap products support balanced inflation and it keeps printing money to stimulate the economy. The crisis is like a derailed train that cannot stop.”
Fang Zhe said and picked up the chopsticks again, this time changing a dish - roast goose.
Yun Jue still didn't mean to move his chopsticks, but after thinking for a moment, he said, "I'll let people keep an eye on every move in the United States. How long do you think this carnival can last?"
Fang Zhe thought for a while and swallowed a mouthful of roast goose meat: "One day, when people from banks are asking people for loans to buy houses on the street, without considering their qualifications to repay the loan, they only need to poke a needle gently, bang, big
It’s coming.”
"I understand what you mean. With the United States' heritage and aura as a world hegemon, my team believes that in the next two years, the U.S. stock market should show an overall upward trend, and high-tech companies represented by Nasdaq will definitely bear the brunt.
Microsoft, Yahoo, Apple, and Oracle are relatively promising companies." Yun Jue said in a questioning tone. Although the team was composed of industry elites, she believed in Fang Zhe's judgment more.
"The stocks held by Microsoft can be sold out. In principle, Yahoo is not optimistic about it. The reason is that as an established Internet company, it still has no decent profit channels. When Google goes public, it can absorb some shares in the secondary market." Fang Zhe.
He said it very calmly, but in his heart he still admired the technical team built by Yun Jue, and his judgment of the general trend was relatively reliable.
But how can I put it, the team still has a problem, and that is the superstition of the United States. They only see the good side of the U.S. economy in the future, but do not see the risks hidden in it. Of course, this requirement is too high. Fang Zhe is from the time traveler
Looking at the problem from a different perspective, the team is focusing on the near future. After all, the US president is elected every four years, and there are many uncertainties.
Yun Jue didn't ask any more questions, and after silently jotting it down, they started to eat. The two of them had no intention of drinking, they just simply ate, and they finished eating in about twenty minutes. Fang Zhe, who put down his chopsticks, went out and stood under the eaves, watching.
The sea not far away.
Yun Jue quickly followed, and Fang Zhe said that they would take a walk together. Yun Jue held his arm and the two of them walked together.
"Judging from past history, the highest stage of capitalism must be financial capital imperialism. The United States won the Cold War not by loosening financial capital under Reagan, but by sucking blood from Japan and Germany. The most important thing is that Mao Zi did not hold on.
Live. The West's strength and leadership has never been because of the system, but because of industrialization. The Whig view of history is to get results first, and then find arguments..." Fang Zhe said so casually, and Yun Jue said nothing.
Listen.
From Fang Zhe's description, which looked like a hammer in one place and a stick in the other, Yun Jue could still get a rough idea.
China's rejuvenation is unstoppable. Destiny is mine and luck is mine.
The Chinese nation is the most outstanding nation in the world. The past decline is not even as long as some dynasties in the long history. The decline is short-lived, and being at the top of the world is the norm.
As the country enters a stage of rapid development, Peak Fund has more opportunities domestically, so you might as well focus on the country.
In fifteen years at most, fierce confrontation between China and the United States will inevitably occur. Don't have any illusions about reconciliation.
Countries in the West are either pirates or bandits, so don't overestimate their moral bottom line.
On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, the private plane landed at the Imperial Capital Airport. When the car arrived at Yun's house, snow began to fall from the sky.
When I stood at the door and looked out, the visibility was very low and I couldn't see very far.
Yun Jue turned his attention to Fang Zhe, who took over his daughter from Meng Tingzhi. The child unexpectedly did not cry, but gave up after struggling for a few times. Meng Tingzhi asked the nanny to have a holiday, and apologized repeatedly for delaying the holiday until now, and walked out of the door in person.
Send a car.
Fang Zhe was able to come to celebrate the New Year. Meng Tingzhi kept smiling on his face. While working in the kitchen, he spoke to Fang Zhe who was holding Yun Shang: "This is the last year, and I should officially retire in October. Lao Yun's side
, he can work until he is sixty-five years old, and he still has seven or eight years to go. But with his character, I'm afraid he won't do it too obviously."
Yun Jue came over and took Yun Shang away, still complaining: "Forget it about Lao Yun, I didn't count on him. After the Spring Festival, Pinnacle Fund officially opened branches in China, one branch each in Songjiang and Imperial Capital."
After hearing this, Meng Tingzhi said calmly: "I'll help you ask about this matter. Who should you contact when the time comes?" After that, he looked at Fang Zhe and said with a smile: "Xiao Fang, don't think too much, people in our family still follow the rules.
Basically, I won’t touch on issues of principle.”
Fang Zhe didn't say anything, but continued to laugh, but he was muttering in his heart that even if he followed the rules, it would be much more convenient than others. Is it the same for me to do the same thing as it is for you to do it?
The unfairness of compliance is the greatest injustice to ordinary people and society as a whole.
Fang Zhe would not say these words here, and perhaps he would never have the chance to say them in public in the future.
Yun Jue's phone rang, and Fang Zhe brought it to her. He wanted to hold the child, but Yun Jue dodged it and made a move.
Fang Zhe had no choice but to put the phone to her ear. Yun Jue smiled at the phone and said, "It's almost the Chinese New Year and you still want to go out for fun? I just got home now. It's New Year's Eve tomorrow. Why do you want to get together?"
It’s already after the Chinese New Year. Well, he’s here too, um…”
It's windy outside and the snow is getting heavier.