"One family, don't talk about two families!" Mr. Fok, the general director of the Hong Kong Business Alliance, who was in charge of this matter, patted Ren Xiaoyao on the shoulder and said seriously: "Although we aim at maximizing profits, we are full of
Hong Kong businessmen who smell like copper have done a lot of poaching the country in the past, but in the face of national justice, we descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties are still willing to do our meager part for the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation."
"Thank you!" Ren Xiaoyao asked himself. After going through so many storms, his character had become as hard as steel, and tears had become a ridiculous term buried deep in his heart.
But at this time, he also had to taste the feeling of "a man won't shed tears easily, but he hasn't reached the depth of love" again. He quickly took the opportunity of lowering his head to light a cigarette and gently wiped away a drop of water flowing from the corner of his eye.
Tears.
Before leaving, Mr. Huo patted Ren Xiaoyao's shoulder heavily again and said with a smile: "For decades, the Chinese (Hong Kong) consortium has been jointly suppressed by Western powers in the international market. This time it is finally possible."
Xiaolong, you must not disappoint everyone's expectations when you have this chance to turn around. You must beat the Yankees in the financial market and open the door to the international financial market for our Chinese consortium!"
Tokyo, Japan.
Taro Yamaguchi and Soros were on a video call. Looking at the old Jewish man who had blocked the Japanese yen in a mess, Taro Yamaguchi had the urge to chop off the other person's head with a Japanese sword.
But now that they were allies, he suppressed this thought.
"Dear Sir Soros, what are our chances of winning this decisive battle with the Shenlong Group? There won't be any surprises, right?" Yamaguchi Taro said.
"The odds of winning are great. Unless the sun appears from the west, victory is ours. Not only will the Shenlong Group be destroyed this time, but Red China's economy will also suffer an avalanche!" Soros said.
"That's great. I'm really looking forward to this moment coming soon." Yamaguchi Taro hurriedly said after hearing Soros's words.
"I'll let you see it, Mr. Yamaguchi Taro. If there's nothing else, goodbye!" Soros hung up the phone.
Just when Soros hung up the phone call to Taro Yamaguchi, Ren Xiaoyao and Evans had used their powers to travel through space to Japan.
Takeda Keika was sitting on the tatami at home, drinking sake. Suddenly, the air in the room fluctuated, and then Ren Xiaoyao's figure appeared in front of him.
"Mr. Long, you..." Seeing Ren Xiaoyao suddenly appearing in his home, Takeda Keika couldn't accept it for a moment and couldn't help but asked in surprise.
"Dear Prime Minister Takeda, you probably haven't seen anything. I'm your guest." Ren Xiaoyao said as he sat down, poured himself a glass of love wine without ceremony, and then raised his head.
Finished it.
After Ren Xiaoyao said this, Takeda Jinghua immediately woke up and said hurriedly: "Mr. Long just came, please, please!"
"Okay, the response is very quick. How does it feel to sit in the position of Prime Minister?" Ren Xiaoyao took a bite of sashimi and asked with a frown.
"Fortunately, I'm just too busy and have too many things going on, but I can still adapt." Takeda Keika said truthfully.
At the same time, he kept scanning Ren Xiaoyao with his eyes, trying to tell from his face what the world's richest man wanted when he came to his house.
"I think Mr. Prime Minister already knows that the consortium headed by Japan's Sanhe Bank has united with the American consortium and is suppressing my Shenlong Group in the international futures market. I would like to ask Mr. Prime Minister to use your personal efforts to make the Japanese consortium withdraw.
, otherwise this will cause serious diplomatic problems between China and Japan." Ren Xiaoyao told Takeda Keika.
"Mr. Long, I will ask the Ministry of Economic Affairs to conduct a branch meeting with the Sanhe Consortium. I believe they will follow my will!" Takeda Keika nodded.
As soon as he finished speaking, Takeda Keika picked up the phone and called Murayama Hisamoto, the Foreign Minister of the Ministry of Economy, and explained the issue politely.
Then after Ren Xiaoyao and Takeda Keika talked for a while about the long-standing friendship between the two countries, he left Takeda Keika's home with a smile that achieved his goal.
As soon as Ren Xiaoyao left, Takeda Keika picked up the phone again and explained to the Foreign Minister of the Ministry of Economic Affairs again. However, this time the explanation was not to persuade Sanhe Bank controlled by the Yamaguchi-gumi to withdraw, but to ask him to mobilize funds immediately.
Participating in this ostensibly against Shenlong Group is actually a business war against China.
After Ren Xiaoyao walked out of Takeda Keika's home, he did not feel relaxed. On the contrary, he felt uneasy and an unconfident expression appeared on his face.
Could there be something wrong, something fishy about Takeda Keika?
Thinking of this, Ren Xiaoyao's body shook and he returned to Takeda Keika's home. When he returned to Takeda's home, he happened to hear Takeda Masakuma's order to suppress China and the Shenlong Group.
In anger, Ren Xiaoyao really wanted to kill Takeda Keika, but he was afraid of damaging the country's diplomatic relations and the old man's important affairs.
But if this resentment did not come out, Ren Xiaoyao would have to hold it in until he died. Thinking of this, Ren Xiaoyao made an astonishing move.
After Ren Xiaoyao left Takeda Keika's home, he took out a gun from the Mustard Seed Space, put it on, used his kung fu to adjust the height of his body, and then swaggered into the Grand Palace Casino in Tokyo, Japan.
From the moment he entered, he started a three-day money-making war in Japan.
At dawn, Ren Xiaoyao yawned and left the Grand Palace with the three billion U.S. dollars he had won. The next night, he went to the financial field in charge of the Black Dragon Society and took away nearly four billion U.S. dollars.
With a profit of 7 billion in two days, all the people in the gambling industry in Tokyo couldn't help but be shocked, and they all wanted to see Ren Xiaoyao's true face.
Today is the third day. In the Grand Palace Casino, all the masters in the Japanese gambling industry gathered together with Ren Xiaoyao, whose pseudonym is Zhu Ripo, and started gambling on the second floor. Of course, people from the Yamaguchi-gumi and Black Dragon Society Japanese gangs also participated.
, even experts from Las Vegas came to watch the battle in Yidi.
"Today, we are making a big bet with Mr. Zhu here. Each bet is 10 million US dollars. The first round is Stud, which lasts one hour. I wonder if Mr. Zhu dares to take the fight?" The Grand Palace in charge of the big bet
Special dealer Sakurako Miura.
"No problem. Since I, Zhu Ripo (Zhu Ripo), dare to come, you can just draw the line. But if you lose, you must transfer the money to my account in time, otherwise it will be too ridiculous.
Yes!" Ren Xiaoyao said carelessly.
"No problem, there are so many experts in the international gambling industry here, and the Grand Palace guarantees with its credibility that what you said will never happen," Sakurako Miura said.