Chapter 852

PS: A large section of Fang Zhanbo and Long Jiwen's life-and-death romance, many book friends say it's filler.

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November 20,

Soros and other hot money speculators had already left Hong Kong for a week.

In the Hong Kong financial market, from the exchange to the ordinary streets, there was a kind of tranquility after the storm.

This week, the Hang Seng Index fluctuated slightly around 15,500 points. It was originally going to rise, but Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu threw out some positions, letting the index continue to go up and down at this position.

In the stock exchange, the footsteps of the red-vested traders slowed down, no longer the busy rushing of the previous few days.

Between the streets, the tea restaurants returned to their usual bustle.

In Victoria Harbour in the evening, the number of couples taking walks increased.

When the white-collar workers in suits were at work, they were no longer discussing the panic of the stock market crash, but where to go for an outing on the weekend.

The Monetary Authority building was still solemn and dignified, but the reporters at the door were gone.

At this time, Hong Kong was still that bustling place full of the breath of life.

Causeway Bay,

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu and a few others were sitting in a rice noodle roll shop, feeling the breakfast shop that was more lively than before.

"Look, how nice it is to be this quiet."

"Sure enough, Soros and the others are evil big villains."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu said.

Fang Zhanbo swallowed the rice noodle roll and responded to Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu: "Ah, yes, yes, yes~~~"

In countries like Thailand, the Philippines, and Indonesia, I didn't see you being soft-hearted, Brother Zu.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu: You don't know anything, they are weak, so we are strong.

"By the way, Brother Zu, at the December 'IMF + World Bank' annual meeting, Soros is coming to Hong Kong. Have you thought about how to mess with him?" Abu ate the 5th plate of rice noodle rolls, asked the boss to add 3 more, and then asked Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu rolled his eyes: "Are you crazy or am I crazy? At that time, the media all over the world will be watching here, how could we let Hong Kong fall into chaos."

The December 'IMF + World Bank' annual meeting, location — Hong Kong.

This is the first world-class meeting after Hong Kong returned to the East, which is very important to Hong Kong and the East, and absolutely cannot go wrong.

However, Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu remembered that in his previous life it was held in September-October, this time it was moved to December, it should be the butterfly effect.

For the East, holding this conference in Hong Kong is undoubtedly a confirmation that Hong Kong is still a world financial center after returning to the East.

It has very significant meaning.

However, the 'IMF + World Bank' is not a charitable organization, let alone giving a platform to the East.

Before the 'IMF + World Bank' annual meeting decided to be held in Hong Kong, Soros had already started to act, and they naturally noticed this point.

They set the meeting place in Hong Kong, it should be with a conspiracy. It is possible that they want to use their influence and right to speak to point fingers at Hong Kong's financial management policies, demanding that Hong Kong further open up the financial market, lower the threshold for financial supervision, and create conditions for subsequent larger-scale attacks by international speculators.

At this time,

Fang Zhanbo's phone rang.

"Hey... okay..."

After speaking simply, he looked vigilantly at Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu, this pit-digging guy.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu pretended to eat and didn't see it.

At noon,

Fang Zhanbo left the company and drove away.

Not long after, Ah Xing drove a red taxi and followed him.

Don't wrong me, this wasn't Brother Zu's doing, it was the Fang family, and as a son-in-law, Ah Xing naturally has to shoulder this heavy responsibility of the two capitals...!

As a result, Fang Zhanbo ran to the vegetable market and became an ordinary citizen, causing Ah Xing to lose him.

At this time,

New York,

Soros Fund Group building, top floor.

The afternoon sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto Soros's teak desk.

On the long teak table, an itinerary —

"December 6, Hong Kong, World Bank/International Monetary Fund Annual Meeting"

"Boss."

Secretary Anna's voice carried a bit of hesitation.

She held a coffee cup and delivered it to Soros.

"Are you... sure you want to go to Hong Kong?"

Soros raised his eyes: "Why?"

Anna took a deep breath and placed the coffee on the corner of the table: "Forgive me for being blunt, now is probably not a good time to go to Hong Kong. Asian media call you the 'source of the financial tsunami' and 'economic war criminal of the Asian crisis'..."

"If you go over, I'm afraid in terms of safety..."

Soros laughed: "That's where you're wrong, this conference will have big shots from the global economic field present... National image is always more important than me alone."

Moreover,

Going to Hong Kong this time, rather than saying it's to attend the meeting, it's better to say it's a public "defense."

He is going to take the stage to speak.

He has already thought of his lines and how to defend himself.

(Image: Some gossip data about the IMF)

In November in Hong Kong, the weather was just right.

The sun wasn't fierce, and the wind carried a bit of the sea's coolness, blowing on the body, refreshing and not cold.

At the entrance of Ocean Park,

The crowd was moving.

Fang Zhanbo was like an underground party member, taking a taxi, sneaking to Hong Kong Ocean Park.

"Zhanbo, here!"

Then he saw Long Jiwen standing by the ticket booth, waving constantly, her white dress swaying gently in the wind.

"Waited a long time? Sorry, I'm late."

Zhanbo ran over quickly, looking apologetic.

"No rush, no rush."

Obviously Long Jiwen didn't mind this matter. Long Jiwen brushed the hair blown messy by the wind, looking at Fang Zhanbo with shining eyes.

Fang Zhanbo couldn't help but have his heartbeat accelerate.

He looked at the road behind him where cars were coming, didn't see anyone following, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go!"

The two bought tickets and went in.

They went to the Ocean Theater first.

The animal trainer directed the dolphins to jump through hoops, and there was a burst of cheers in the auditorium. Long Jiwen was watching intently, when suddenly Fang Zhanbo beside her touched her arm. He handed over a bag of popcorn, and the bag was open.

She pinched one and put it in her mouth, sweet.

Then they went to ride the roller coaster. When they reached a thrilling part, Long Jiwen subconsciously grabbed Fang Zhanbo's arm. His muscles tightened, but he didn't move, letting her grab him.

"Ah ah ah~~~"

Long Jiwen shouted happily.

Soon, they returned to the finish line.

"Haven't you played here before?"

"Rarely... no one accompanied me to play."

Fang Zhanbo suddenly said: "If you want to come out in the future, find me anytime."

She turned to look at him, he guiltily looked away at the window.

"Okay!"

Long Jiwen giggled.

Getting off the roller coaster, Long Jiwen still had an excited flush on her face, and because of a little sweat, her hair stuck to her forehead.

Fang Zhanbo took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it over. His fingertips accidentally brushed her cheek, and both of them felt like they were struck by an electric current. Fang Zhanbo retracted his hand abruptly.

Passing by the carousel, Long Jiwen's eyes brightened.

"Want to play?" Fang Zhanbo asked.

She nodded: "Yes!"