Volume 1 Chapter 0075: Bone-sucking
"Grandma, during Ruan Shaowen's time, the Vietnamese devils in the south established a special forces unit mainly composed of overseas Chinese. I think there should be several refugee camps in Xiangkeng now. You can go and look for them .
Absorb them, and once we are sure they are trustworthy, we will establish a security company with them as the initial core. It is too dangerous abroad, and without a security company to protect our own people, I feel cold in my back. "
"And what about you?"
“Is there any place in the world safer than home?”
"No."
Fang Mengyin said meaningfully.
"I am a poor peasant for three generations..."
"I have a good family background, my pants have patches, and I have no money in my pocket." Nan Ruoyin walked into the hall with sleepy eyes and took over what Nan Yi was saying.
"Well, you dare to be worse than me?"
Nan Yi picked up Nan Ruoyin and kissed her on the face.
"Hehe, saliva."
Nan Ruoyin pushed Nan Yi's head away and laughed.
"Why did you get up so early today?"
"Dad, today is the sixth day of the new year. I can't sleep because I think I will be separated from you soon."
“Hehehe.”
Nan Yi helped Nan Ruoyin wipe the eye boogers from the corners of her eyes, with an expression that said, "Who are you trying to fool?"
"Dad, I didn't get it from sleeping. It was that...grandmother, how did she say it?"
Fang Mengyin: "I'm getting angry."
"Yes, I am just getting angry."
"Oh, so that is. Dad will cook you a bowl of twenty-four flavors later, and you have to finish it."
"No, the herbal tea is too bitter."
"Do you love daddy?"
"Love."
"If you love me, drink it. If you don't drink it, you don't love daddy."
"Hmph, you bad dad. I'm not going to pay any attention to you." Nan Ruoyin slid off Nan Yi's thigh and took small steps to the sink to wash up.
"Although an adopted daughter is good, she is not your biological daughter. How will you deal with it when you inherit the family business in the future?"
"If my son can't even handle this, how can he inherit the family business? If I hadn't figured out what to do, I wouldn't have trained Ruoyin to be an elite. Even if I pitied her, it would have been enough to let her be a rich girl.
Grandma, please don't worry about it. I have already made up my mind about these things. The inheritance can be put aside for now. The most important thing now is to develop. Otherwise, how can we talk about inheritance? What can my son inherit?"
"Well, since you have already made up your mind, I won't say much. After spending time with Ruoyin, I have developed feelings for her. Don't treat her badly."
"No, I really treat her as my daughter, but I am a little utilitarian and hope that she will repay me in the future." Nan Yi looked at Nan Ruoyin in the yard and murmured, "It's not the ancient times anymore. Before the new emperor ascended the throne, there would be a bloodbath to kill all the senior officials.
If my heir can't even maintain domestic peace in the future, how can he fight against foreign enemies? Grandma, weren't the noble families full of intrigue and deception in the past? "
Fang Mengyin sighed and said, "That's about right. There aren't any fools in the High Court. They're all smart people."
"From your tone, does it sound like there's a story?"
"Don't ask me about grandma's affairs. I will tell you when I am exhausted."
"Well, then I have to wait another thirty or fifty years to find out, right?"
"Little red man, then you just wait patiently for me."
Fang Mengyin has reached the age where she cherishes her life and hopes for a long life, so she likes to hear such auspicious words.
"Grandma, has the funding from the Kingdom arrived?"
"It's here, my dear grandson. It's incredible. How did you know that gold would soar in January and then plummet right after that?"
“It’s easy to say, as long as you pay attention to politics and current affairs and study their impact on the economy. Of course, the conclusions you draw may not be correct, and there is a lot of gamble involved.
So, unless it is necessary, I will not easily touch futures in the future. "
After selling off the shares of Hutchison Whampoa, all the funds on hand of Nan Yi, including the loan that Fang Mengyin used to mortgage the shares and house of Mei-Han Enterprise, totaled 63 million Hong Kong dollars. He kept 13 million just in case, and injected the rest into New York gold futures.
40 million Hong Kong dollars were used as 10% margin, and 10 million Hong Kong dollars were used to increase the margin at any time. A ten-fold leverage was used, and 400 million Hong Kong dollars were used to buy 160,000 ounces at US$488.2 per ounce, and the delivery was made at US$798.5 per ounce on January 17.
Profits were US$49 million, totaling HK$245 million.
Next, he immediately opened a short position and invested US$30 million. The amount of money was too large, so he only chose to use a five-fold leverage and bought a total of 187,000 ounces.
On January 18, Carter took action to suppress the gold market, saying that he would safeguard the United States' position in the world . At the close of the day, the price of gold fell by $50.
Although Nan Yi remembered that the gold price would drop by 145 US dollars, the instruction he sent to Fang Mengyin was to close the position directly if it dropped by about 120 US dollars.
Buy at the lowest price and sell at the highest price. If you follow this line of thinking, you will end up in a dead end.
A sum of money that did not exist before came in, which broke the balance.
Nan Yi has great confidence in his memory regarding the general direction and trends; but when it comes to specific numbers and dates, he always has a question mark and holds a skeptical and cautious attitude, only treating them as a reference rather than absolutely trusting them.
It was as if he had never considered buying lottery tickets to earn his first pot of gold, although he still remembered the winning numbers from many different countries.
But he only regarded these as boring memories and useless data.
In his plan, he had planned to go to India for a few years to cooperate with local forces to develop a lottery, so as to take the money in the hands of the lower castes and put it in his own hands for safekeeping to prevent them from wasting money.
Nan Yi was wandering in his mind, and Fang Mengyin called his soul back.
"Your current funding has exceeded HK$400 million. Do you want to speed up the development?"
"Not that much. Part of it belongs to Xian Yaodong and Xian Weimin. Although I will bear all the risks from now on, I have used their funds anyway, so I still have to return them double the amount."
"Even if you get rid of those two, you'll already have about 360 million. If you add Jianing's side, if everything goes well, won't you have 500 million?"
Nan Yi thought for a moment and said, "For the time being, we should follow the routine. 500 million is not a lot, but it is not a small amount either. In fact, it can't accomplish anything big. Next, grandma, pay more attention to the developments in Eagle Country and China."
"You mean Xiangkeng?"
"Yes, once there is any sign of trouble, the housing prices in Hong Kong will definitely fall sharply. That will be a good opportunity for us to buy at the bottom."
"Indeed, as long as there is no fighting, housing prices in Hong Kong will definitely maintain a steady upward trend. The Hong Kong government and those wealthy people have joined forces to hold on to the land, and housing prices will definitely rise. Ordinary people in Hong Kong will suffer."
"It doesn't matter if the housing prices are a little higher. The higher the housing prices in Xiangkeng, the better the economy. A young man will get his salary every month and think about how much more space he can buy with this month's salary. He will also look forward to the next month. He will definitely be full of fighting spirit and energy."
"My dear grandson, you are absolutely right."
"Hahaha!"
Nan Yi and Fang Mengyin looked at each other and smiled.
Nan Ruoyin came out of the kitchen, sucking the marrow from a sheep bone in her hand. Looking at the two people's inexplicable smiles, she also came up with an inexplicable slogan: "Strive, come on!"
