Rebirth of the Rising Sun

Looking at Qiangzi's departing figure, Ren Yingying said with some envy, "Sister Shasha, look how respectful Qiangzi is to you. You don't know that although he is just a handyman beside Master Duan, he is actually very popular in front of others. He is also very famous in Kyoto. Even some young masters and young ladies with a bit of background have to look up to him for face. Hehe, who would have thought that in front of my sister Shasha, he would be as obedient as a puppy."

"Hey, Yingying, don't say that. In fact, he respects her like this just for Sizhe's sake. I understand that. Besides, everyone has the right to choose their own way of life. In fact, it's not easy for him either." He Shasha did not agree with Ren Yingying's opinion of Yang Keqiang. When she heard Ren Yingying compare her to the other party, she quickly interrupted her.

"Oh, I see." Ren Yingying pursed her lips. Although she was told that, she didn't feel unhappy. She actually liked this about He Shasha. She was kind-hearted and unmatched. "Oh, by the way, Sister Shasha, what is Brother Sizhe going to tell these people today? I just saw a lot of people coming. Hey, it's a great thing to think about it. Brother Sizhe is really amazing. Look at these people who usually have their eyes higher than their heads, but they still have to come here to listen to Brother Sizhe's meeting with them. Well, men should be like Brother Sizhe."

I thought about how just now, I saw Zu Jie from the Zu family, Guo Zhi from the Guo family, Wang Run from the Wang family, Ding Qiang from the Ding family, and strangers like Tong Qing and Bai Zhifei all walking obediently towards the conference room. Just imagine how outstanding a man must be to be able to impress all of them at the same time.

Seeing the admiration in Ren Yingying's eyes, He Shasha smiled and said, "Okay Yingying, with your temperament, appearance and knowledge, you will definitely be able to find a good man in the future, and you will be very happy."

"What?" When talking about her future husband, Ren Yingying smiled shyly, and turned around as if ignoring He Shasha. But in fact, she was thinking in her heart: Such a good man has been snatched away by He Shasha, so where can she find a boy better than him?

In the small meeting room of the Great Wall Club, seeing that most people had arrived, the host Duan Yunpeng whispered to Feng Sizhe beside him, "Except for Young Master Qin, everyone is here. I think we can start now."

Feng Sizhe nodded gently. Young Master Qin didn't come again. It seems that after his father's situation was settled, as the future prince, Young Master Qin has indeed been much more low-key, and even stopped attending gatherings like this. Alas, the two of them have become a little distant because of the incident at the Hua Mulan Club. Sometimes friends are like this. Naturally, the relationship will not be as good as before if they don't contact each other for a long time.

Never mind, if he doesn't want to come, then don't come. Anyway, he is not the only one who can handle this kind of thing. Cough, after a light cough, Feng Sizhe began to speak. "My dear young masters, I called you all here today because I have something to announce. According to the news my mother sent from the British headquarters, there is a high possibility that a financial war will break out in the whole of Asia in the near future. At that time, the Republic, as a part of it, will naturally be affected. For this reason, I called you all here to discuss a common countermeasure with you."

"What? Financial war?" As soon as Feng Sizhe's words came out, he immediately attracted a chorus of comments from the people below.

Although everyone here has their own different industries, they do not have a deep understanding of business. Many times their business is managed by others, and they are just hands-off managers. They only need to get money when they need money, find projects when they need projects, and then know how much money they have earned. As for other things, they rarely care.

So, when Feng Sizhe suddenly mentioned the term "financial war", many people were confused, because they didn't know what this financial war meant. Could it be that it was like the three major battles of the War of Liberation, a huge war of money on a very large scale?

After Feng Sizhe finished speaking, he saw the confused looks in most of the people present, so he chuckled, "Yes, this financial war is just like what many people imagine. It is a war about the economy. To put it more simply, it is a war about money. The scale of this war is so large that it can be recorded in the annals of history."

With that said, the matter became much clearer. Listening to Feng Sizhe describing the incident as so serious, everyone's eyes showed a look of seriousness.

"Then what should we do?" Guo Zhi was impatient and asked the question that hit the nail on the head.

"Well said." Feng Sizhe nodded to Guo Zhi, and then continued, "Then what kind of preparations should we make to welcome this war? My opinion is just one sentence, that is, to raise more funds, find a way to make the most adequate preparations before the war comes, and then act decisively when we are needed to make the most and gain the biggest benefits from it. This is the purpose of calling us here."

There is money to be made, and judging from the situation, it should be a lot. In fact, people were somewhat moved by what Feng Sizhe said.

When everyone was still unsure about what to do next, Tong Qing, who was sitting behind them, suddenly said, "Mr. Feng, no matter what you say, I will listen to you. Just tell me what you want me to do, and I will do it."

"That's right, I also listen to Master Feng. Everything I have today is given by you. Just tell me what you think and I will do it." Bai Zhifei, who was beside Tong Qing, said this without any hesitation.

After the two said these words, the others were just stunned, and then everyone expressed the same attitude, even Duan Yunpeng said without hesitation, "That's right, Mr. Feng, just tell us what to do. As long as you put forward the request, we will do our best to do it."

Duan Yunpeng, who had earned enough from the former Soviet Union incident and Shenzhou Tangsheng Bank, now believed in Feng Sizhe very much. Back then, he only took out tens of millions, but now he is worth nearly 1 billion. It can be said that he is now the richest among the young masters in Kyoto. If he said that he didn't believe in Feng Sizhe, who else would believe in Feng Sizhe?

Feng Sizhe didn't expect things to go so smoothly. He thought it would take some effort to persuade these people to do things according to his ideas. But now it seems that it doesn't have to be like that at all. Everyone has no doubts about his personal ability. As long as he says something, everyone will do it.

"Okay, I, Feng Sizhe, would like to thank you all for your trust. At the same time, I would like to promise you that your choice this time is undoubtedly the right one. I promise you will not regret it." Feng Sizhe's eyes showed the happiness of being trusted. Just for the trust of these people, he must do a good job in the present work and earn his share in the financial war in the near future. "Okay, since this is the case, I hope everyone can listen to me. The first thing to do is to raise funds..."

All the young masters at the meeting went back to work soon after Feng Sizhe left the small meeting room. They all had too many businesses and were involved in many industries. Now, according to what Feng Sizhe said, turning all the shares in those industries into cash was not something that could be done in a day or two. According to Feng Sizhe, it seemed that the earth-shaking financial war that could be recorded in the annals of history was not far away, which meant that their time was limited and they really needed to hurry up.

Things were proceeding in an orderly manner. Feng Sizhe was using his influence in business to raise funds from various sources, and everyone he notified was selling all their belongings to prepare cash as he said, ready to join the financial war he said would shake the world.

By May 1997, Feng Sizhe was busy preparing for the financial war. He was looking at the financial information of various Asian countries that he got from his mother every day, hoping to understand more about some things, so that he would be more confident when the time came. On this day, he finished his work again, and then said goodbye to He Wenbao and others with a smile and returned to Li Shuang's Audi.

"Go home directly." After a tiring day, Feng Sizhe leaned back on the backrest and let out a long sigh. It was at this time every day that he could relax.

"Yes." Li Shuang agreed straightforwardly, and then drove the Audi slowly out of the compound of the Preparatory Bureau of Foreign-funded Banks. Then, not far behind them, Chen Hu drove his car and slowly followed.

After the car drove out of the State Council compound, it headed west along Chuangye Avenue. That direction was the direction of the Zhao family courtyard, and that direction was also Feng Sizhe's home. Thinking that he would be able to see his wife and the lovely little Yueqing soon, a satisfied smile appeared on Feng Sizhe's lips, and then he closed his eyes, thinking that he would take this opportunity to take a nap, because he would not be able to rest when he got home, as he would have to have some fun with the eight-month-old little Yueqing. This little girl didn't know why, but she just recognized Feng Sizhe, and as soon as she saw him, she would not follow anyone else and insisted on having a good time with her father.