Han Songlin was lamenting when he heard the phone in the room ring. Who could be calling?
Han Songlin walked over to answer the phone and didn't speak right away, waiting for the person on the other end to speak.
'Boss, this is Wen Yue. Are you up?'
Han Songlin: 'Yes, what's up?'
'I just saw the Siamese finance minister announce the abandonment of fixed interest rates.'
Han Songlin: 'I saw the news. Tell Fang Qiang and the others to get ready, we're going to THC.'
'Oh, okay!'
Tang Yan went to Siam, but Chen Xin stayed in Xiangjiang.
After Han Songlin arrived in Xiangjiang, he went to Chen Xin to find out about their situation and learned that THC was shorting the Thai baht in the foreign exchange market.
Apart from shorting the Thai baht, the currencies of other Southeast Asian countries also did not escape the fate of being shorted.
In this financial battle, despite Soros's fame, he was not really the one who gained the most.
Those who shout for joy are no match for those who quietly gain.
HTC Investment, as a company that has become famous in Hong Kong in just six months, has attracted many talented people to join.
As a global financial centre, Hong Kong lacks all kinds of talent, but it certainly does not lack financial talent.
This was not the first time Han Songlin had been to the three-storey office building, and the receptionist was still the same young girl.
Tang Yan had recruited her, and when the recruitment took place, Han Songlin had deeply doubted Tang Yan's intentions.
Because the young girl was quite pretty.
According to Tang Yan, the receptionist is the face of a company, and a good company must have a good receptionist.
It's not important whether you're capable or not, you just have to be pretty.
'Hello, boss!'
Han Songlin nodded with a smile, 'Is Manager Chen in?'
'Manager Chen is in the trading room.'
Han Songlin couldn't help but stop in his tracks. Chen Xin should be operating foreign exchange right now.
In today's foreign exchange market, there is no doubt that the Thai baht will plummet.
But there are some things that have already been decided, and he can't help but worry, so he has to keep a close eye on them himself.
'Okay, I got it!'
Han Songlin did not go to Chen Xin's office, but went to Tang Yan's.
Although he was familiar with Chen Xin, it did not mean that Han Songlin could go in without her permission.
In fact, it seemed that it was fine to go in, and Chen Xin should not mind, but after all, he felt that it was not good.
Han Songlin casually pointed at the sofa and said, 'Sit down!'
As for Fang Qiang and the others, they did not follow in and stayed in the reception area.
There were drinks and fruit there.
Usually, not many people eat the fruit, but it is replaced every morning.
What about the uneaten fruit?
The staff can take it home.
For the traders, it is naturally not good enough, but for the ordinary staff, it is a good benefit.
Wen Yue did not sit down immediately, but whispered, 'Boss, I'll go make you a cup of tea?'
'Don't bother, someone will do it for you when you get here!' Han Songlin sat in Tang Yan's boss chair and directly turned on the computer.
For the computer password, Han Songlin directly entered his own birthday.
Seeing Han Songlin say so, Wen Yue naturally would not insist. There was no door to this office, and there didn't even seem to be any in the entire office area, except for the offices of personnel, finance, and administration, which had door numbers.
Wen Yue straightened her skirt and sat elegantly on the sofa.
Where does her elegance come from? It comes from the confidence that comes from within.
As a beautiful woman with a high level of education, Wen Yue has the qualifications and reasons to be confident.
Beautiful women are generally very confident, because from childhood onwards, it seems to them that the world revolves around them.
Therefore, in the hearts of beautiful women, dogs are commonplace creatures that don't deserve even a moment's glance.
If you want to win a beautiful woman, you have to attract her attention with something a little different (pure theoretical analysis above).
Han Songlin didn't care about Wen Yue, but stared at the computer. The latest model, it was quite good.
It didn't lag when you opened programs.
The hardware was definitely poor, but the software was the same as the hardware.
At that time, if you wanted to go online, it was purely a high-tech industry, which was quite unfriendly to ordinary people.
You had to remember the domain name of the website, and there was no Chinese search engine or anything like that.
So, Han Songlin turned on the computer not to go online at all, but to play games.
Just solitaire, the game that winds always comes with, and it has been around for decades.
This game has become winds' religion, as if without it, the system would no longer be a system.
'Boss, please have some tea!'
Han Songlin looked up at the person who had brought in the tea, and there was another cup on the tray.
'Mm, thanks!'
Will Han Songlin have trouble communicating when he comes to Hong Kong?
Don't worry about that, because when recruiting, they already recruited someone who speaks Mandarin.
In Hong Kong, Cantonese has become the mainstream, but it hasn't actually been for long.
In the past, there were even Mandarin TV programmes in Hong Kong.
Wen Yue got up: 'I don't know what to call you, miss?'
'My name is Yang Meiqi, I'm General Manager Tang's secretary. You can call me Secretary Yang.' Yang Meiqi didn't say her English name or anything like that.
At THC, it's not fashionable to call people by their English names or anything like that, everyone is called by their first name.
Of course, when addressing Tang Yan and Chen Xin, you have to add 'General Manager'.
Wen Yue laughed lightly and said, 'Hello, my name is Wen Yue. I'm the boss's secretary.'
Yang Meiqi: 'Hello, Secretary Wen!'
Waiting is undoubtedly a long process, especially when there are no smartphones, even a feature phone with internet access would do!
Han Songlin casually picked up a large, English-language book on Tang Yan's desk.
It was obvious that Tang Yan had read the book, and had made notes in it. The front was fine, but why did the handwriting change in the back?
Tang Yan wrote in the book: 'Believe in no books, for they are not trustworthy!'
Does this mean that the book is written incorrectly?
Han Songlin couldn't tell whether it was written correctly or not. He knew a little English, but it was just hello, come is tumi autumn, tumi autumn and so on.
He flipped through the other books, which Tang Yan had also read and made notes on, such as: 'Boring, nonsense, hypocritical, fake.'
Tang Yan wrote this in the book, but it didn't stop her from reading it to the end.
Was this kind of reading with a critical eye?
'Knock, knock, knock!'
A knock on the door sounded, and a beautiful woman walked in.
Chen Xin saw that Han Songlin was flipping through Tang Yan's books and using her computer, but he didn't say anything.
Although Chen Xin has never discovered Han Songlin's relationship with Tang Yan, she is not stupid and can sense it.
Men become bad when they become rich, and Chen Xin doesn't want to judge a person like this.
Because her brother is the same.
Last time when he came to Hong Kong, he brought a woman with him. When he arrived in Hong Kong, Chen Yu handed Chen Xin 60 million yuan to manage.
Chen Xin naturally charged a management fee in accordance with company rules.
It was impossible to work for nothing, even for your own brother.
As a financial professional, rules must be followed.
'Tang Yan read all these books and then told me that they were full of absurdities,' said Chen Xin, laughing to herself.
You can never learn how to play the financial markets from books.