Volume 5: The Age of Storms Chapter 0664: Reverse Scale
In the near future, two major pathological groups will emerge.
One is the football fans, and the other is the shareholders.
In our area, the land is not vast and the population is not sparse, so people like to gather together to do anything.
I like to go wherever there is excitement, to join forces, to say whatever others say, to be happy when others are happy, and to shed tears when others are sad.
There are countless benefits to gathering together, and there are many good words about this, such as strength in numbers, unity of purpose, the law does not punish the masses, the majority bullies the minority, etc.
Precisely because there are benefits to gathering together, stock investors become blindly obedient. When they hear their neighbors bragging about how hot the stock market is and how many million they have made, they take out their life savings and invest them in the stock market.
According to gamblers, a novice often has surprisingly good luck and can always get some sweet benefits when he first starts playing.
The new investors in Hong Kong this year were particularly lucky and reaped the benefits.
At this time, the Information and Policy Committee.
In the various branch offices of the "August 7th Carnival Party Preparatory Committee", which is led by the financial team and assisted by the intelligence team and the mind control team, all the preparatory committee members are busy.
Some people pay attention to the meetings and policies of the financial sectors of major countries, some pay attention to the latest developments of major companies, and some pay attention to major exchanges. Retail investors in the exchanges of several major financial cities are also paying attention.
Pay attention to what stocks they are trading and analyze their current mentality.
Does Nan Yi understand stocks?
He probably understands it. He knows a lot of professional terms, such as banker, retail investor, institution, daily limit, daily limit, bull market, bear market, flat market, liquidation, sell at a loss, lock-up, long position, short position, long to short position, short to long position, buy more, sell short, good news, oversold, overbought, crash, sell, suppress, white horse, dark horse, fraud, increase capital, rights issue, additional issue, bottoming out, gap up…
To put it bluntly, if he went to the vegetable market to fool the aunties selling vegetables, with Nan Yi's professional terminology and his thick skin, he would definitely be able to do it.
Does Nan Yi know how to trade stocks?
He doesn’t understand, he doesn’t understand at all. Ever since he learned that there is a technical person among stock traders, he doesn’t want to understand, and he doesn’t dare to understand.
He believes in high-frequency trading technology, but he doesn't believe in any other technology. Perhaps Honma Munehisa would never have thought that the candlestick line he casually came up with to help him calculate the price of rice would be regarded as a magical tool by many people, and that people would interpret countless profound theories based on it.
It is estimated that every full-moon night, Honma Munehisa would slam his coffin and curse: "What a bunch of idiots, is the secret of my success the candlestick line? The reason I can succeed is obviously because I value intelligence."
Because he knew clearly that he did not understand stocks, let alone finance, Nan Yi had only made three moves in the financial field, and each time he was mentally prepared to lose all his money.
With Carrian, he bet on human greed; with Wharf, he bet on the economic trend; with gold speculation, he bet on memory.
There is no such thing as a three-time mistake. After the three times, Nan Yi never touched futures or the stock market himself again. Oh, there was one time with olive oil, but that time it could not be said to be speculation. It should be said that he was manipulating the supply of goods.
Just like in recent years, Scarlett Fund and PY Securities have been "speculating" in the agricultural futures market. This cannot be regarded as real speculation. It can only be said that they are playing rock-paper-scissors, and the opponent makes the first move.
In order to cooperate with the operations of the two institutions, Shennong Nanliang and Scarlett Grain Group can be fully prepared for some accidents and unexpected events, such as small hail, fire, flood, or tens of millions of acres of wheat are about to mature, but they directly change their minds to make wheat silage.
As long as the wheat is not dumped into the sea, who has the right to care what Nan Yi does with his wheat? If he wants to give it to people to eat, he can give it to people; if he wants to make silage as feed, he can use it as feed.
No one should clamor that humans are more important than animals and should be eaten first. Nan Yi actually has a great dream, which is to turn "Why not eat meat porridge" into reality.
Is it good to eat noodles without beef? Is it bad to eat noodles without beef?
Of course, Nan Yi would never dare to do something similar to the olive oil operation a second time, as he would anger the public and be easily besieged by others.
If you play once, others may think you are young and ignorant, and just don't do it again. They will have to bear the loss. If they dare to do it a second time, there is nothing to say. We will blow the charge, and those who have money will contribute money and those who have people will contribute people. We will kill him without leaving any trace, and also dig up his ancestral graves.
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At the small airport in Utrecht, Nan Ruoyin was waiting in the waiting room for the plane to take off.
A rookie pilot with blond hair and freckles on his face came up to her and said politely, "Ms. Rachel, I am William Alexander, the co-pilot of your flight. You will be taking a Fokker F70 small passenger plane. Thank you very much for choosing Royal City Short-haul Airlines."
Nan Ruoyin turned over the postcard in her hand and covered it, "Mr. Alexander, when can the plane take off?"
"Thirty minutes."
"Thank you. I am writing a letter."
Nan Ruoyin's subtext is to say "Get the hell out of here."
"Sorry, I'll come back five minutes before the plane takes off." William Alexander said apologetically and stepped away.
"Uncle Gewu, don't let anyone get close to me. I need to write a letter to my father."
"Miss, he is the Crown Prince of Holland."
"I know he's not the crown prince of Eagle Country." Nan Ruoyin said without even looking up: "When I get to Amsterdam, I'm going to open a bicycle repair stall. There are so many bicycles here, so business will definitely be good."
In order to ensure Nan Ruoyin's absolute safety, not only are there two teams following her, but there are also three teams following her in secret. Moreover, during her journey, as long as the Nan family is able to provide support, there will be someone to keep an eye on her.
Nan Yi looked through the Nan Group's expenses and budgets in the office and signed each budget sheet. After he signed his last name, his heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
After a pause, Nan Yi asked Sandeep Masarani from the accounting team to take all the documents away. Then he took a look at the report on Nan Ruoyin, glanced at it roughly, and put it aside, thinking about something.
Nan Yi stayed in Xiangkeng for five days, made some arrangements, and paid public grain several times.
On August 5, Nan Yi left Nan Wuwei in Xiangkeng and went to Guangzhou alone, living in a villa in the Xinhepu villa area.
"Monkey, have you found the person?"
"Found it. Two in total."
"Tell me about it."
"Yang Jiugong, a farmer from Jinxi, set up gambling houses all over the Northeast with a few people in the 1960s and 1970s. In the gambling houses in the Northeast, people called him the gambling king, the old con man, and the gambling brother.
The other one also has the surname Yang, named Yang Qianhe, from Hongdu, who only emerged in the early 1980s. He is very good at cheating, and people who know him call him Qian Wang, but..."
"But what?" Nan Yi asked.
"He himself was unwilling to come, but he recommended his apprentice."
"What's his apprentice's name, and how is his skill?"
"Yao Jianyun, according to Yang Qianhe, is better than his teacher and has accumulated 700,000 to 800,000 yuan in funds through gambling."
Nan Yi asked again: "Are you working alone or do you have an assistant?"
"I have an assistant."
"Have you reached an agreement on the terms?"
"It's already been negotiated. We only want the factory, and all the money will belong to them. We will escort them out of Yangcheng safely."
"Since we have reached an agreement, let's move on. Once we get the factory, Monkey, you can talk to Lazy Du Rong and tell him that as long as he cooperates with us, the factory will still belong to him. Not only that, we will also give him an extra golden idea that can help him move up to a higher level."
"Boss, Rong is a gambling addict. If we return the factory to him, he will be exported sooner or later."
"Whether he loses or not is his business, whether he gets it or not is our business. I don't care about what I get from the gambling table." Nan Yi waved his hand and said lightly: "You don't have to show up, you just need to help in the dark;
Monkey, after this is done, you should go to Yanbian and stay there for a while, learn Korean well, and get to know a few people. When you think you have a chance, I will send you to Seoul.
When you get there, open a restaurant as a place to stay, then let the people out and record everything they see and hear every day, including the useful parts. You are not responsible for what is recorded, you just need to keep the people in check and don't let them cause trouble.
What you need to do is to conduct social research, not to fight for territory.”
"I understand." The monkey nodded.
"Shan Pao, I remember you are from the Jing tribe, right?"
"Yes."
"Can you get a Xunan identity yourself?"
"Sure." Shan Pao answered directly without even a scratch.
Shan Pao is a member of the Jing ethnic group. His home is on the border of Weinan, and he has relatives in Weinan, so it is not difficult for him to get a Weinan identity.
"Okay, after you get your identity, you will go to the border of Lu State. Someone will pick you up. Stay in Lu State for half a year, and then go to Mong Cai. We will talk about what to do in Mong Cai when we get there."
"clear."
After arranging matters in Yangcheng, Nan Yi returned to Xiangkeng and picked up Nan Wuwei and flew back to the capital.
As soon as he returned to the capital, Nan Yi went to Duanjin Tower.
When in Nan Chen, Liu Zhen called Nan Yi and said that Yi Jinru was looking for him, but didn't say what it was about. Now, as soon as Nan Yi returned, he came over.
As soon as he arrived at the door of Duanjin Tower, Nan Yi roughly knew what Yi Jinru wanted to talk to him about.
Next to Duanjinlou, a new restaurant opened with a sign that read "Manyuanchun". Nan Yi went over and looked inside through the glass.
The decoration looked more upscale than Duanjinlou, but the quality and price of the dishes could not be seen at a glance. Nan Yiduo took a few more glances and walked towards Duanjinlou.
As soon as Nan Yi walked into the door of Duanjinlou, Yi Jinru, who was counting the money at the cashier counter, spotted him and said, "Nan Yi, why did you come back just now? The restaurant is almost being squeezed out by the idiot next door."
"What's wrong? Did the neighbor use some dirty tricks?"
"No." Yi Jinru said with a dark face, "But it's almost the same. They make the same Beijing-style Sichuan cuisine as ours, with a similar menu, but the price is 30% cheaper than ours. They call out at the door at mealtime, and all the new customers go there."
"We have been doing exclusive business here for so many years. It's a good deal for us that a competitor has just emerged. Mom, don't get angry. Tell me what's going on next door?"
"I asked around, and it's not a good story. The boss next door is called Huo Tian. He was imprisoned in 1981 for fighting over a woman and was sentenced to seven years. It seems that he made some merit in prison and was released early. Later, I don't know what business he made and he became rich. Now, this bastard has the capital to come next door to irritate me."
Yi Jinru spoke with resentment and her words were unclear. Nan Yi only grasped two key points - she had been there and had some capital.
"Mom, calm down and tell me in detail, how much has the store's business declined?"
"At the beginning, it was 10% to 20%, but now it's down to 40%. If it continues like this, no new customers will come in except regular customers. Nan Yi, think of a way to deal with that bastard."
Nan Yi frowned and said, "Is Master Pang here?"
"In the kitchen."
"Mom, call him out and chat with me."
"Wait, I'll call you."
Yi Jinru responded and walked towards the kitchen. After a while, she came out with Pang Erzhu.
Pang Erzhu walked up to Nan Yi and called out, "Boss."
"Master Pang, please sit down first." Nan Yi waited for Pang Erzhu to sit next to him, and then asked, "Have you tried Manyuanchun's dishes?"
“I have.”
“How’s your level?”
"I have 70% of my strength."
"Seventy percent..." Nan Yi chewed for a while, then said to Yi Jinru: "Mom, besides the price, there should be other tricks next door, right?"
"They have quite a few tricks, such as actively rounding off the price, giving thirty for thirty, and saving the unfinished food for next time. They will reheat it for free. Nan Yi, even though I don't want to admit it, that bastard is really good at doing business."
"Storing vegetables, this is really fresh."
Nan Yi quickly calculated the pros and cons of "storing vegetables" in his mind. This method can be used as a gimmick in the early stage, but it will not work in the long run.
If you store a lot of food, you have to buy more refrigerators, spend more on electricity, and add more staff. What's more, overnight food is easy to cause accidents. Once food safety issues arise, if a competitor adds fuel to the fire, it will be a disaster for a restaurant.
However, this is a long-term matter. Once this method is used, it will be really fatal to Duan Jinlou.
If he really regards Man Yuan Chun as an opponent, no matter whether it is presentable or not, Nan Yi has plenty of ways to deal with it. However, Nan Yi's purpose in opening Duan Jin Lou is to find an easy source of income for the Nan family, and he did not want Yi Jinru to become a strong woman.
If you really want to run a restaurant well, it will take a lot of effort.
"Mom, running a restaurant is tiring. How about I think of an easier job for you and let someone else take over the restaurant?"
"What do you mean?" Yi Jinru became anxious when she heard Nan Yi's words, "Do you want me to give in and leave?"
"No, Mom, you're not young anymore. Running a restaurant means getting up early and going to bed late. You'll be exhausted easily. You won't make much money. It's better to open a hardware store. I'll help you connect with big clients. You just sit in the store and count the money. I promise you'll make a lot of money in a year."
Now is definitely a good time to open a hardware store. Even if Nan Yi doesn't introduce big customers, he can still support a hardware store by relying on individual customers who walk in the door, and the profit margin can easily reach 200 to 300 percent.
If we add in the big construction site clients that Nan Yi has introduced us to, it is not impossible for him to earn over a million a year.
"Why didn't you tell me to go home and lie down?"
Nan Yi's words did not make Yi Jinru happy, but instead made her angry.
"If you're my mother, I'm only interested in making money. I built this restaurant with my own hands, and I can't watch it get squeezed out by others. If you can help, then help. If you can't, then get out. I'll do it myself. I don't believe that I can't get rid of that jerk next door."
Nan Yi didn't expect Yi Jinru to be so hot-tempered. This was because she was very ambitious and really regarded Duanjin Tower as her spiritual sustenance.
"Mom, let me go back and think of a solution. I will definitely help you deal with Huo Tian."
"Okay, okay, think about it quickly and kill him as soon as possible." Yi Jinru turned her anger into joy and said happily.
It’s just a restaurant matter, Nan Yi won’t think about it too much.
The next day, Nan Yi went to the Housing Management Office to find Fang Chong. He called him outside the office and got straight to the point.
"I want to ask you to do two things. Help me find a house. I want an old house. The budget is 180,000 Hong Kong dollars or the equivalent. I'm helping people find houses. I only care about the results. I don't care about the things in between. The price, including 30% of the house, 20% of the house, and taxes, are all within the 180,000."
After Nan Yi finished speaking, he looked at Fang Chong's expression before continuing, "Another thing, help me find out which unit the house next to my brother's restaurant belongs to, the one on the left."
As soon as Nan Yi finished speaking, Fang Chong couldn't hide the joy on his face and ran out. 180,000 Hong Kong dollars was a lot of money for an old house. He could take it all, regardless of the money inside or outside.
"Okay, wait a moment, I'll call and ask for you now." After Fang Chong finished speaking, he walked back to the office excitedly.
"Don't worry, by the way, find out who the previous owner of the house was."
"knew."
Nan Yi waited for a while, and Fang Chong came out excitedly again.
"I asked someone I know at the Housing Management Office at Zhengyangmen. The house you inquired about, Nanyi, is not a public house. It's a private house. The owner is Guan Guiman. It has always been him. It has never changed."
Nan Yi nodded and asked, "Where does he live?"
"Xiaocaishenmiao Hutong, the second gate."
"Okay, thanks. Please help me find a house. The sooner I find one, the better. I'll be coming to the capital soon, so I need to leave some time to pack."
"Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible."
"Then I'll go first."
After leaving the Housing Management Office, Nan Yi said to the school beauty, "Call Huang Saner and ask her to find out Guan Guiman's background. It doesn't have to be too detailed. I just want to know what he does for a living."
His surname is Guan, and he owns a house along the street. The house belonged to him during the Republic of China. Nan Yi guessed that Guan Guiman was most likely a Manchu, and his ancestors were probably officials from the Qing Dynasty.
After the fall of the Qing Dynasty, the descendants of the former Qing nobles, no longer supported by the court, mostly lived on selling their property. Their family property had been squandered eight hundred years ago. The fact that they have been able to keep the house until now shows that Guan Guiman is most likely a shrewd person and not a troublemaker.
Nan Yi had to put away his sharp knife first and wait until the wind died down.
As soon as he got back into the car, Nan Yi's pager rang. He picked it up, pressed it, and took a look. Nan Yi shouted, "Go back, as fast as possible."
As soon as the school beauty heard Nan Yi's words, she knew that something had happened in the old house. After shifting the car into gear, she stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and the car sped towards the old house.
In just five minutes, the distance that usually takes twenty minutes was completed. The creaking sound of the car was still echoing, and Nan Yi had already pushed open the car door and shot into the yard like an arrow.
There was no one in the yard, so Nan Yi rushed into the living room again.
There was no one in the living room yet. Nan Yi turned around on the spot, turned back and shot out of the yard, heading straight for a narrow open space.
In a narrow open space, there was a man and a woman tied up on the ground. Next to them, Nan Wuwei and a little girl named Nuannuan were whispering to each other, and there was no fear in their eyes.
"Wuwei, take Nuannuan to our home to drink milk." Nan Yi suppressed the worry on his face and said with a smile.
"Uh-huh."
Nan Wuwei nodded, whispered a few words to Nuannuan, then took Nuannuan's hand and walked towards the old villa.
When the two children walked into the yard, Nan Yi said to the two people on the ground: "You have hands and feet, why don't you do something else? Why do you have to come out and beat the beggars? My children are fine, I won't bother with you, untie them and let them go."
After the two human traffickers were untied, they were still sitting on the ground in confusion. They must have been thinking, is it really that easy for them? They don't need to be beaten up?
"Get out of here now, or do you have to let me beat you up?" Seeing that the two human traffickers were still standing there stupidly, Nan Yi immediately cursed.
The two human traffickers lay on the ground for a few seconds, looked at each other, and then tentatively stood up.
Seeing that the people nearby did not stop them, the two of them supported each other and walked towards the exit of a narrow open space, slowly at first, then quickly, and then sprinting.
"Qin Xiang, Wu Kun, follow them, keep following them and wait for their next crime. Others may not be as easy to talk to as I am. If they hit their own children, it would be strange if they are not beaten half to death. The female can die, but the male must live. It is okay to lose his hands and feet, but his life cannot be destroyed."
"clear."
Qin Xiang and Wu Kun responded, and at the reminder of Hao Lu who was standing at the intersection, they chased in one direction.
"School Beauty, they are most likely a couple. Find out their background. I will go to their hometown to invest in a biofertilizer factory. The compost pit of the factory will be built on their ancestral graves."
"Nansheng, judging from their appearance and stature, they should be from the countryside. Their hometown is probably a village of human traffickers."
"That's perfect. We can expand the scale of production and build a bigger compost pit." Nan Yi said calmly, "Prepare to pick up Tan Xiang and his partner, and check if they have any children. If they have a son, forget about it and let him fend for himself. If they have a daughter, find a couple from the Qin Kingdom to adopt her and train her to be a talent. In the future, I will prepare a generous dowry for her and personally send her off to marry.
When that man is released from prison in the future, if possible, give him a chance to change his appearance and become a rich man. "
"Nansheng, isn't this too complicated? There is actually a simpler and more direct way."
"Simple? Direct?" Nan Yi laughed and said, "My children are my Achilles' heel. If anyone dares to touch them, I will make the whole world my enemy. Why would I be afraid of trouble?"
After saying that, Nan Yi's face turned cold as ice, "The budget is 1 billion. If it's not enough, you can add another 1 billion. I want him to feel that even if I cut off all the flesh on my body, it would not be as painful as his heartache.
Ah, I forgot, being a human trafficker doesn’t necessarily mean he has any love, so the first thing to do is to influence him, transform him, let him learn to love children, let him feel that children are his heaven. "
"Nansheng, what if he doesn't have a daughter?"
"There will be bread, there will be daughters, as long as there is money, there are women willing to bear children for him. The damned money is sometimes really useful. I am not in a hurry, I have patience, I am willing to wait for ten or twenty years."
