'What do you want to operate?'
Tang Yan said with certainty, 'Arbitrage foreign exchange trading!'
Han Songlin was a little confused. He knew that profits could be made from the foreign exchange market, but he also knew even better that the foreign exchange market was a place of national-level gambling.
'We can intervene in the Japanese yen to obtain funds, and then deposit them in Thai baht to obtain an overnight interest rate of 17%. In this way, arbitrage foreign exchange trading is then complete.'
Han Songlin listened to Tang Yan's words and didn't quite understand: 'Why is it the Japanese yen, shouldn't it be the US dollar?'
The US dollar is the international currency, right?
'Because the island country is Asia's largest economy and the largest investor in Siam, 55% of Siam's foreign debt is in yen. Therefore, arbitrage in the yen is the easiest and basically carries no risk.'
Han Songlin looked at Zhou Tong, who nodded lightly.
Zhou Tong's team was already doing this kind of arbitrage trading!
As a speculator, you must quickly find the various loopholes that appear in the market, because only by finding the loopholes can you make a profit.
After finding the loophole, just be careful and make a fortune, don't shout it everywhere.
Han Songlin fell into deep thought, and looked at Tang Yan seriously. Previously, she had not told him about this.
Tap lightly on the table, Han Songlin made up his mind: 'OK, you set up a company finance company on this side of Xiangjiang, I'll give you 100 million yuan in capital for you to operate!'
Han Songlin also figured it out: no matter what, as long as it involves war, that is not constantly getting stronger in the midst of battle.
How do veterans come about?
A new recruit goes onto the battlefield, and if they don't die, they become a veteran.
How do elite soldiers come about? If they fight in more battles and don't die, they become elite soldiers.
Tang Yan is considered a veteran of finance, so if she flounders around in this strange financial market a few more times, she will become a financial elite.
What if a hundred million is lost?
Since Han Songlin is able to give the money, he is naturally prepared to say that the money will not be returned.
Zhou Tong's hand couldn't help but clench the coffee cup, before slowly loosening it.
His gaze rested briefly on Tang Yan's face, and he took a deep breath to calm himself down.
Han Songlin had placed too much trust in Tang Yan!
This also forced Zhou Tong to take Tang Yan seriously.
Zhou Tong didn't believe that Han Songlin would take out 100 million yuan of capital and let it go down the drain for Tang Yan.
If the money was thrown down the drain, there would still be a sound.
But if the money is invested in the foreign exchange market, you may not even hear it.
Tang Yan heard Han Songlin say that he was willing to give her 100 million to operate in the financial market, and it was naturally impossible to say that she was not moved.
Usually, Han Songlin is quite stingy with himself, and his diet is no different from that of an ordinary person.
But when it comes to money, he has never been stingy with Tang Yan. He has always given her plenty.
Tang Yan said, 'Uncle, I don't need your money, I have money.'
'Oh!' Han Songlin raised his eyebrows slightly, wanting to hear how much money Tang Yan had.
'I've made a lot of money playing futures, almost 50 million yuan.'
Han Songlin almost knocked his coffee over.
Fifty million?
Did she rob a bank?
Han Songlin looked surprised and said, 'How did you make that?'
'Just follow the market makers.'
It really is that simple and straightforward. Follow the market makers, and you'll get your fill of meat and drink your fill of soup!
But everyone knows that if you follow the banker, you can make money, but who knows how the banker will move?
The banker will definitely not tell you!
'How did you do it?'
Tang Yan looked down on those bankers: 'I can see through those bankers' tricks at a glance. There are only so many tricks back and forth, and it's easy to make money by seeing through their minds.'
This is too much...
Han Songlin didn't know how to respond.
What's the big deal about losing money when buying stocks before?
Really, for people like this who are given everything by the gods, we should just avoid listening to their justifications. It's so infuriating.
Why does she think that making money in the financial market is like picking up money?
Han Songlin: 'Since you're so good, you should definitely take my 100 million. Just think of it as an investment from Xinghai Group. You have to get a return on that money. In that case, why don't we register a financial investment company, one that's based in the Cayman Islands, and you can take 80% of the shares, and Xinghai Group can take 20%?'
Zhou Tong chuckled, "I'll invest 100 million too, how about 20% of the shares?'
Tang Yan resolutely refused, "Only 5%!'
Han Songlin didn't care either. It was all about her, so what did company shares matter?
'Okay, 5% is fine.'
Tang Yan wanted to explain that what she meant was that Zhou Tong could only get 5% of the shares for 100 million yuan.
But as the words came to her lips, Tang Yan swallowed them again.
It was better not to explain, it would hurt a bit.
After meeting with Zhou Tong, Tang Yan talked more with Zhou Tong, while Han Songlin sat on the side listening.
The two women, sitting in a very petty-bourgeois café, chatting about cutting the leeks of capitalist countries, was really quite interesting.
They even planned to go to the island country to reap the benefits.
Since they knew that the island country's economy was also in trouble, why not do something about it?
Han Songlin did not hurry to leave Xiangjiang.
Instead, he met with Meng Qingsheng, who was in charge of the entire Xinghai Group's sales and import business.
'Long time no see! You've darkened, you've lost weight, and your hair has turned grey.' Han Songlin was overcome with emotion when he saw Meng Qingsheng.
Just looking at Meng Qingsheng's changed appearance, you can tell that he has suffered a lot over the past year or so.
Meng Qingsheng was holding back his emotions when he saw Han Songlin. He was on the verge of tears.
'Boss, I can now say that I have lived up to your expectations!'
Han Songlin patted Meng Qingsheng on the shoulder and laughed, 'You have not lived up to my expectations. The entire Xinghai Group is where it is today because of you! You have worked hard, really hard.'
'It's just a trivial contribution, nothing compared to the boss.' These were the honest words of Meng Qingsheng.
Meng Qingsheng's role was more that of an executor.
Entering the Southeast Asian market, entering the South American market, and developing the markets of Shindu and Africa were all decisions made by Han Songlin.
The most important thing is that, in the Xinghai Group, no one else is needed, but Han Songlin cannot be replaced.
'Don't be humble, it's too humble and it looks fake. What do you think? You're alone abroad now, do you want to bring your family over to be with you?' Han Songlin has seen Meng Qingsheng's work from the reports, so Han Songlin really isn't in a hurry to talk to Meng Qingsheng about work.
Meng Qingsheng shook his head: 'Hey, no need! I'm abroad, and usually I have to fly around a lot. It's not possible for them to come abroad and fly around with me, is it?'
'Nowadays, transportation is convenient. If you want to go back to China, you can just fly back.'
Han Songlin pulled Meng Qingsheng to sit down on the chair by the window sill. From the window sill, you can see most of the cityscape of Xiangjiang.
This house is not in the city centre of Xiangjiang, but on top of a hill.
Yes, it is the legendary Peak mansion.
Naturally, Han Songlin did not buy it. He knew full well that property prices in Hong Kong would plummet in the next few years, so naturally he would not say that he bought it.