Chapter 17: The first confrontation with the domineering president 4
"And you have to buy the raw materials for production with euros."
"At this time, in order to avoid exchange rate risks, you must purchase a forward contract to buy euros with U.S. dollars when the contract is signed."
"This is hedging, hedging exchange rate risk."
"So, hedge funds can also be called hedge funds."
"Of course, what hedge funds do today is far more than just avoiding risks, but more importantly, ensuring everyone's long-term interests."
"Everyone knows that one million now will not be worth one million in ten or twenty years."
"As the economy develops, money keeps depreciating."
"To hedge against this risk, we need to invest."
"Invest in real estate, stocks, or funds?"
"Investing in real estate requires high thresholds, large amounts of funds, poor liquidity, and a long realization cycle."
"Invest in stocks. The stock market is ever-changing, with irregular rises and falls. It's exhausting to have to go to work and study the stock market at the same time."
"So, foreign people prefer investment funds, and there are many types of funds."
"From low risk to high risk, from low return to high return, people can choose different fund products for investment according to their own circumstances."
"Let professionals manage your finances for you and avoid the risk of devaluation. In this way, everyone can live a more secure life in the future!"
Han Murphy spoke eloquently, insisting on describing a devil's undertaking as a divine project, but no one could find a single flaw in it.
Xiaoxiao lowered her head helplessly, saying nothing, not agreeing, not sure.
But with Han Murphy's sharp mouth, even if he doesn't run a fund and sells cars, he will definitely be the sales champion.
Han Murphy also answered the last two questions very beautifully.
Therefore, when he left the lecture hall, he felt as free and unrestrained as Xu Zhimo's poem: I left quietly, just as I came quietly, waving my sleeves without taking away a single cloud.
Yuncai Han Murphy definitely didn't take it away, but he collected a big basket of beautiful women's hearts.
Until Han Murphy's back completely disappeared, Wei Ya beside her was still looking at the door dreamily, admiration in her eyes like a torrent.
She couldn't bear it anymore, tugged on Wei Ya's sleeve and said, "Everyone has left, so don't watch anymore!"
Wei Ya turned her head and sighed softly: "Xiaoxiao, tell me, how can there be such a wonderful man in this world? Is he a dream? Or is he a myth?"