The world's richest man: I am a stock god

"Other tricks? What other tricks are there?"

Li Jin looked at Pan Shizi and asked.

Pan Shizi, who had never thought that his words would cause such a big reaction from Li Jin, was stunned for a moment, then spread his hands and said, "I'm not one of those American guys. Who knows what they can think of to recruit me?"

After saying that, Prince Pan and the young prince saw Li Jin still looking thoughtful. They looked at each other. Prince Pan couldn't help but said, "I just said that casually, so you don't have to take it too seriously, right?"

"No, I think you're right."

Li Jin looked at Pan Shizi and said seriously: "The United States has the best think tank team in the world. Even the global economic status quo was founded by them. How can such an opponent be a fool who fails to react in time?"

"Perhaps they had already foreseen this happening. Although this crisis was indeed a heavy blow to the U.S. economy, it also helped them discover the problem in advance and solve it. It can be regarded as a surgical operation."

"In this case, they may really divert this loss from other places. After all, turning their own domestic conflicts into foreign wars is what Americans are good at."

Li Jin's words frightened Pan Shizi to death.

"They won't go to war with us China, right?"

Upon hearing his words, without Li Jin's words, the young prince glared at Prince Pan as if he were an idiot.

"How can two nuclear-armed powers directly go to war? What are you thinking about?"

Pan Shizi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good, that's good. I heard Li Jin's explanation and thought they were going to start a war. I was scared to death."

The young prince ignored him, but looked at Li Jin and asked, "What do you think they will do?"

"do not know."

Li Jin shook his head and said with a wry smile: "All this is just my guess now. I haven't even seen any signs, let alone know what they will do. After all, I am not a god."

"In this case, I think it's useless to think too much. It's better to concentrate on doing the things in front of you. As for other things, be more careful."

The young prince's words were recognized by Li Jin.

"That's a good word."

……

At this moment, Yanjing.

In the same courtyard, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

Zhao Wanjun came to the courtyard happily, and when she saw the man sitting in a wheelchair reading under a tree with a little parrot on his shoulder, he immediately ran over.

After slapping the little parrot away, Zhao Wanjun said excitedly: "The subprime mortgage crisis has broken out!"

"Today, the U.S. secondary market fell by 38%, and the entire financial world was wailing. When I looked at the market before, it was shocking."

"Oh, I see."

The man who lowered his head and watched intently responded with a calm response.

"Hey, what's your attitude? Give me a reaction."

Zhao Wanjun became angry when she saw this guy looking like a salted fish.

The man said lazily: "What kind of reaction can I give to something that is expected? How can I force a surprise? That would be too boring."

Zhao Wanjun curled her lips and said: "Who was not optimistic about Li Jin before? Now the trend of painting is changing so fast. Why did you expect it?"

"It's expected, but it doesn't mean that my painting style has changed. I'm still worried about him."

The man closed the book and raised his hand, and the parrot that had been driven away to stand on the branch immediately fluttered its wings and flew back, resting on his palm and rubbing its head affectionately on his arm.

"Sooner or later, I'll catch you and stew you!" Zhao Wanjun glared at the little parrot and snorted.

The man ignored Zhao Wanjun's childish words, but said slowly: "The current situation is actually not as optimistic as imagined. Indeed, the subprime mortgage crisis broke out, but what happens next?"

"For U.S. officials, they want to control the scope and extent of the crisis and then retaliate. For Li Jin, what they have to do is how to expand the results of the war and then deal with the U.S. officials' retaliation."

"The United States has never been a country that swallows its anger when it suffers losses. There are too many lessons and examples in front of it."

"So all you can do now is pray that Li Jin will not be obsessed with the illusion of victory. What's more, this victory is not the result of Li Jin, but the credit of the red capitalists in Hong Kong City."

"They have sacrificed a total of 2000 billion. It can be said that the port city has been hollowed out now. How to repay this money and this favor are all issues that Li Jin needs to consider."

Zhao Wanjun thought for a while and said unhappily: "This is what they are willing to do. What's more, they are not doing this for Li Jin. Even if they want to repay the favor, it is Yanjing who is repaying it. It has nothing to do with Li Jin. "

"Foolishness."

The man shook his head and said, "You can try someone else standing in Li Jin's position. Even if it's me, do you think those people in Hong Kong City will be so desperate?"

"This incident has even alarmed the top old people."

"Have you ever realized that everyone originally thought that the biggest backer behind Li Jin was the Huo family? Later, because of a series of things, Li Jin was valued by the superiors and decided to use him as a benchmark for training. At that time, in the eyes of many people, his backer was Yanjing."

"But Yanjing cannot exist as the backer of a certain person or force. If it really supports someone, Yanjing can only support the common people."

"So now, Li Jin's real backer is the entire Hong Kong capital."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Wanjun felt like his whole body was tingling with electricity.

She just felt that after these words, many things about Li Jin suddenly became clear, as if she had been enlightened. Before, she had always felt blurry, as if separated by a layer of glass, but now she seemed to have a clear view, with incomparable clarity.

"It seems like this is really the case." Zhao Wanjun murmured.

"So, everyone can give up Li Jin, but the capital of Hong Kong City must not be completely destroyed in this battle. Otherwise, do you really think that no one in the country dares to compete with Li Jin?"

"The merit of inviting heaven is great, but setting a benchmark for an era is not much smaller than the general election, and even has greater influence. Who is willing to lose this status?"

"If there is a gold medal for immunity from death in modern times, this is it."

When Zhao Wanjun heard this, she immediately became anxious.

"I have something to go."

Looking at Zhao Wanjun's hurried back, the man shook his head. His calm eyes, which never changed due to anything, showed a rare hint of worry.

"Little sister Wanjun, you can marry anyone in this world, but not him."