Chapter 805: 797 Joss: I have studied diligently for over ten years, and now the time

"Joss, let's go, time to eat."

Soros Fund Management,

Colleague David patted Joss on the shoulder.

"Let's go!"

Joss stood up and left the office with David and a few other "workhorses."

A financial blogger from the future once said that there are two types of talent in financial firms—

One is the "contracting" type, the well-connected ones who bring in investments.

The other is the "execution" type, the workhorses who do all the drudgery.

Joss and his group, having come from the United States, were all workhorses, and workhorses far from home at that.

Soon,

They arrived downstairs and found a Western restaurant.

As they chatted, the television began playing the ATV midday international news.

"The first batch of the old building renovation project is progressing steadily. Mr. Su Jianqiu, the person in charge of Five Star Real Estate, stated that it is expected to enter the real estate market by the end of this year..."

"Five Star's first psychiatric hospital has officially been completed... Mr. Gao Qiu, the person in charge of the Five Star Charity Foundation, stated that this psychiatric hospital will do its utmost to help patients..."

"..."

As the news segments passed,

Joss and the others looked on, puzzled.

"You guys tell me, why does this Five Star Group like doing charity so much?"

"Don't we have a bunch of rich people in the US who say they want to do charity? They donate money all the time."

"That's different. Those rich people in the US donate to their own family foundations; it's all for tax avoidance."

"Five Star Group also donates to their own foundation."

"But Five Star Group is actually doing charity."

"Heh, they're all capitalists."

"Even if they are capitalists, at least they're doing charity."

The group chatted aimlessly, rambling on.

Joss ate while listening and chatting, his mind wandering to when he might get a promotion and a raise.

But thinking about it, the difficulty was truly high.

Over in the US, there were piles of well-connected people, and some of those well-connected people even had high emotional and intellectual intelligence.

Could he compete with them?

Ten thousand miles away, in the United States.

New York, Brooklyn.

A Chinese man arrived near the home of Joss's parents, observing and recording.

This neighborhood was a relatively backward one.

Low-rise bungalows or old apartment buildings.

The streetlights were broken, looking as if they had been smashed on purpose.

The road surface had many potholes.

Homeless people were wrapped in dirty blankets on the side of the street.

Garbage was piled up at street corners, uncleaned; plastic bags, soda cans, and broken furniture were stacked randomly, with flies buzzing in circles above them.

Most of the shops along the street were closed, their roll-up metal doors covered in graffiti.

The Chinese man knocked on the door of Joss's home.

He took out a "Happiness Charity Property" employee ID to prove his identity, using the excuse of conducting research for an upcoming branch office in Brooklyn, and successfully met Joss's parents.

Recently, "Happiness Charity Property" had been cooperating with many wealthy councilors, and with ample funding, they began expanding rapidly amidst the furious huffing and puffing of the "Tax King."

Brooklyn was no exception.

Thanks to their relatively prominent reputation, the Chinese man easily gained their trust and chatted about their family situation.

An hour later, the Chinese man was sent off and went to see other residents.

Three hours later,

The Chinese man's data was sent layer by layer to Jimmy's hands.

In Jimmy's hands was an extra stack of documents, seven in total, all family data of the workhorses at the Hong Kong branch of the Soros Fund in New York and New York State.

"Truly ruthless~~"

"You have to owe hundreds of thousands of US dollars just to get an education."

Jimmy gasped as he looked at it.

Is this education?

This is business!

At least in Hong Kong, the Five Star Education Group had always kept tuition and miscellaneous fees cheap, basically never letting citizens be unable to afford school, and even providing meal subsidies to students whose monthly cafeteria spending did not exceed 8 HKD.

Five Star Education Group basically didn't make money.

It was even more impossible for a situation to arise where one would be burdened with one or two million HKD in debt after graduating.

This America is just insane!

Soon,

This stack of data boarded a plane, flying toward Hong Kong.

Why not email?

Because it wasn't safe.

One day later,

The list reached Director Guan Zu's hands.

Director Guan Zu gave it to Chicken, telling him to start acting.

At night,

The lights at the Soros Fund company gradually turned off as time passed.

22:00,

"Joss, time to get off work."

"Not yet, my task isn't finished, I need it for the meeting tomorrow. Why don't you help me?"

"Haha~~ You have to rely on yourself in life... I'm heading back first."

The colleague laughed and left quickly.

Joss continued to work.

At this moment, he was the last person left in the office, and the only light left was the desk lamp on his workstation.

Joss continued to work, his eyes fixed on the dense data and charts on the screen, his hands typing non-stop on the keyboard.

The office was quiet, with only the sound of the keyboard and the occasional sound of cars from downstairs.

23:00,

Finally, having completed the last task, Joss stretched, his joints making a "crack" sound.

"Finally, I can get off work..."

Dragging his zombie-like body, he turned off the desk lamp and walked out of the office.

His footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.

Joss subconsciously glanced out the window.

The city's night view came into sight, neon lights flickering, overflowing with a prosperous atmosphere.

However, none of this belonged to him.

He walked out of Landmark and hailed a taxi by the roadside, reporting the address: "Driver, go to Repulse Bay, The Lily."

That was the residential complex the company rented for their expatriate employees; located along Repulse Bay Road, while not a top-tier luxury mansion, it was still a residence with a nice environment.

The taxi's rearview mirror reflected the face of the driver, Uncle Councilor Jian.

"Sit tight!!"

Stepping on the gas~~~ Vroom vroom vroom~~~~

The taxi drove steadily into the night, Joss leaning back in his seat, closing his eyes to rest.

Tired!

The neon lights outside the window flew backward rapidly.

Suddenly, Joss felt something was wrong.

This route was not quite the same as usual.

Then the taxi suddenly turned into a remote coastal road; the road surface was bumpy and uneven, and there were no streetlights around, only the sound of waves hitting the shore.

"Driver, this isn't the way to The Lily."

Joss's heart skipped a beat, and he became vigilant.

Then, the taxi stopped.

Joss realized something was wrong and wanted to open the door to escape, but it was already too late.

Four "hardcore bandits" holding machetes surrounded him.

"Bandit": "Mr. Joss, right? Please come with us!"

Fierce and menacing!

Holding lethal weapons!

Joss was silent for a moment, then asked: "If I say I won't go, will you let me off?"

Bandit: "No!"

A knife was poked directly at Joss's butt.

30 minutes later...

Joss was sent to a boat on the sea.

The surrounding sea was pitch black, the hull swayed gently with the waves, and the city lights in the distance flickered in the darkness.

Situ Haonan walked out of the cabin.

"Joss, right?"

Joss: "Yes."

Situ Haonan took out a file: "Joss Davidson, born in Brooklyn..."

Then he began to list Joss's experiences and family situation one by one.

Joss's face changed, and he said angrily: "What do you want to do?"

Situ Haonan: "We just want to reach a deal with Mr. Joss."

Joss: "What deal?"

Situ Haonan: "We need operational intelligence on the Soros Fund."

Joss's face changed.

The Soros Fund was a well-known major Wall Street company; if it were discovered that he sold intelligence, his life would be over.

The $400,000 debt, plus his career, all finished.

Joss: "Sorry, I will not betray the company's interests!"

Situ Haonan:

"Don't be in such a hurry to refuse~~~"

"We are good people; we won't let you work for nothing!"

Situ Haonan took out a list and handed it to Joss: "This is a price list for intelligence: S-level intelligence, $100,000; A-level intelligence, $50,000; B-level intelligence, $30,000; C-level intelligence, $10,000..."

Joss looked at the list and was silent for a few seconds.

He thought of his $400,000 debt, his job as a beast of burden, and his parents still living in a chaotic neighborhood.

He grinned!

"I have felt your company's sincerity!"

"Happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

The two shook hands, firm and powerful!

Joss's inner thoughts: I studied hard for over ten years, endured humiliation, and now that the time is ripe, it's time to use my boss to make money!

Counterattack of the beast of burden!

Situ Haonan: "Very good. Next, to avoid you not returning to your rental for a long time, you will go to a late-night snack shop to eat, and then bring snacks back to your rental. The owner is one of our people, and he will testify for you if needed."

One word: steady!

Joss's inner thoughts: Such thoughtful service!

In the following days,

Councilor Jian Shu, the beast of burden taxi driver, picked up 3 more people and developed them into undercover agents.

They didn't know about each other, each thinking they were the only undercover agent.

In a flash, it was September.

When Joss handed over the 7th piece of intelligence, he received feedback: I already have your intelligence.

Only then did he realize—there were other undercover agents.

At noon,

He ate downstairs with his colleagues.

While eating and chatting, Joss subconsciously sized up his colleagues; they all seemed to have no flaws.

"Who exactly is it?"

"Is it one? Or several?"

Doubts arose in his heart.

But he had a sense of crisis; intelligence is only valuable the first time, so his speed had to be faster than the others!

During this time, he had already earned $500,000; even robbing a bank wouldn't be that fast!

It's getting competitive!

At this time,

Pieces of intelligence were summarized and sent to Director Guan Zu.

Then Director Guan Zu, Fang Fang Zhanbo, Chen Yongren, and a few others in finance held a small closed-door meeting.

"We currently know that the Soros Fund has obtained 40 billion Hong Kong dollars..."

"In addition, there are a large number of short-selling contracts; the specific amount is still unclear..."

"The intelligence has proven that they are in many Asian countries..."

"Also, their requirement is to complete most of the position building before January 1997... so from this, it can be seen that they will select a country in January to make a tentative attack..."

After a meeting discussion, it became clearer what the Five Star Group would do next.

A new day.

Director Guan Zu went downstairs early, bought a newspaper, and after more than 20 minutes, saw Xu Xu Zhengyang come down from upstairs.

This was the first time Xu Xu Zhengyang was late.

And yesterday was the first day Cheng Cheng Xiaonan moved in.

Xu Xu Zhengyang felt that Brother Zu's gaze toward him was strange, and he couldn't help but blush.

Director Guan Zu: "Xu Zhengyang, do you know the next line of 'Only when you use books do you regret having too few'?"

Xu Xu Zhengyang answered in a second: "You don't know the difficulty until you've experienced it."

He is not a poor student... that's right, I'm talking about you, Ding Hu!

(Ding Hu: "............")

Director Guan Zu said: "Wrong!"

Xu Xu Zhengyang was confused: "???"

Director Guan Zu looked serious:

"The correct next line is————"

"When love is intense, you fight to the death!"