Great Power

"Boss, do you still have any requests? If not, I should finish it up here."

Charlie’s voice came over the phone, and Zheng Jianguo appeared in front of his eyes after the gold position was closed, and he said: "Charlie, do you have any good suggestions now?"

"good suggestion?"

Charlie was stunned, but his hesitation did not last long. He realized that Zheng Jianguo's idea was to find a place for money. He established a short position of 1.9 billion barrels for $33 and 60 cents. The purchase price was 30 US dollars and 73 cents to calculate, and the final purchase was completed at 30 US dollars and 60 cents, and it was a total profit of 3 US dollars.

One barrel earns $3, 1.9 billion barrels is $5.7 billion. Counting the $3.2 billion invested by Zheng Jianguo, the overall sales income reached $8.9 billion. After removing the one-tenth tax rate that needs to be paid, the balance on the account is 81. More than 100 million U.S. dollars, and then remove 89 million of reasonable tax avoidance costs, leaving a total of about 8.110 billion on the account.

"I would like to hear your views--"

When Zheng Jianguo’s voice came, Charlie, who had confirmed his thoughts, instantly understood. Considering the scale of the money is so large, he also remembered the person on the phone, the gold contract at the end of last year. What to do after closing the position: "My suggestion is that, given that the expansion of oil production and new batteries in various countries require a cycle to reach the expected production capacity, and this cycle is calculated on a monthly basis, I propose to consider continuing with a low leverage ratio. Holding oil contracts—"

Hearing the answer he wanted, Zheng Jianguo was relieved, and finally someone backed the pot: "Then buy directly without leverage—"

The reason why Zheng Jianguo does not want to keep the money in the bank is because the Swiss Bank is different from all other banks. Not to mention that this bank does not have the interest rate of 21% in the United States. On the contrary, he also charges a certain percentage of management fees. , And this ratio can reach up to 0.25%.

That is to say, if you deposit 10,000 yuan, you need to charge 250 yuan a year as a management fee, and Zheng Jianguo’s balance this time is about 8.110 million US dollars, multiplied by 0.0025 to get 20.27 million US dollars, think about it, he decided to donate to Harvard Medical School 5 million, it’s better to throw it in the market.

Before transferring the money to the Swiss bank, Zheng Jianguo was also fiddled with the poisonous chicken soup he had been poured in his previous life. An old American lady found a Swiss bank deposit two hundred years ago, saying that it was a deposit of 100 dollars in two hundred years. Has become half a million dollars-

Not to mention that Swiss Bank was formed by the merger of Winterthur Bank and Togenberg Bank in 1912. The American War of Independence 200 years ago had not yet started, and the Americans used it before the Civil War. The Spanish silver dollar, not to mention the fact that in 1800, to go from the United States to Switzerland to save money, it would have to spend dozens of dollars on a steamer for several months.

The most important thing is that in the bank regulations of 1818, if the deposit is due to continue to deposit without going through the procedures, interest will not be calculated.

So even if you deposit 100 US dollars, after the emergence of the Swiss bank in 1912, the 100 US dollars will be charged at a rate of 0.25% per year. After 200 years, there may be 50 US dollars left.

This is also the reason why the unowned assets in Swiss banks have been declining every year after World War II. If no one takes it out, management fees will be deducted in proportion, especially since the Swiss National Bank increased the handling fee from 0.25% to 0.75% in 2015 .

Of course, Zheng Jianguo didn’t know at this time. It won’t be long before the Swiss bank will formulate preferential measures for deposit quotas. Individual customers with deposits of more than one million Swiss francs will be exempt from management fees until this number changes 40 years later. Into 15,000 Swiss francs.

But Zheng Jianguo doesn't want to take the initiative to use his memory to direct the money. The Iran-Iraq War in his memory will break out in October or November (memory error), which means that the oil contract will have a strong rebound.

Coupled with Zheng Jianguo's main investment goal, that is, Japan will not release foreign investment control until the end of December, so it is a better choice to continue to hold oil contracts for the time being. It is better if you lose several hundred million yuan.

The reason why it is a good thing to say that losing money is because Zheng Jianguo knows that there are not too few people who are staring at him. I don’t say that holding oil contracts with low leverage can make money. If you lose money, it will also cause these people to not. The illusion of steady earnings.

After all, in terms of investment, it is the right way to make a profit and lose money. Otherwise, the stocks you buy will have a daily limit, and you will have to be targeted after you buy at most three. If you buy five, you will be considered as a mouse for research.

Now that he put the pot on Charlie's head, Zheng Jianguo was also greatly relieved. As the main promoter of this short oil contract, what he did did not hide too much from Charlie. Of course, it was about Augustus. It cannot be said.

Under such a situation, if Charlie can't give me a mediocre suggestion, Zheng Jianguo is going to replace this product. We all know that we are spreading spread information to make money. Can't you actually see the good news?

After putting down the phone, Zheng Jianguo glanced at the gold watch on his wrist, took the key next to him, and went into the garage. After getting in the car, he found out the sunglasses from the storage box and put on the sunglasses. He slid out of the garage and glanced at the enclosed No. 52. In the residence, I saw construction vehicles and personnel moving in and out, stepping on the gas pedal and out of the St. Paul Street community.

"Good morning, listeners, I am your old friend Ellen. Today is June 23, when the sun is still shining. The temperature on Monday starts from 95 degrees Fahrenheit. Some experts believe that the high temperature this summer is the beginning of the year—"

With the bright sun shining outside the car, Zheng Jianguo drove a Plymouth car along Federal Avenue for a while and arrived at the Harvard Medical School campus. He parked the car at the door of the former dormitory building. Zheng was hiding in the shade of the door. Came over with a cup of coffee: "Hi, sir, you are not a faculty member of the school—"

"Hi, Mr. Officer, I'm here to donate money—"

As Zheng Jianguo pushed the car door and got out of the car, the police had already walked out from behind, and the school secretary Belinda, who had become fat again, said before his arrival: "Hey, Lannie, this is Dr. Zheng, in our school. Outstanding graduate of, and also the youngest person from Time Weekly in our school. Hi, Dr. Zheng, how are you? I heard some things about you—"

"Hi, Belinda, I'm not bad, I didn't expect you to come to meet me personally, which makes me so honored."

Nodded at the policeman named Lanni, Zheng Jianguo quickly approached Belinda and walked into the building with her, only to see Belinda shook his body as if hiding a tire at his waist with enthusiasm: "You are the best student in our school, so of course you deserve me to welcome you, just like when I went to the embassy to greet you, every good student is worthy of care in the eyes of the teacher——"

"Hehe, what you said, it's almost two years now~"

Putting the key in his pocket, Zheng Jianguo followed Belinda through the corridor and into the administrative office. He saw the school secretary Kemit Brody not far away. After seeing him, he put out his hand with a warm smile on his face. : "Hey, Zheng, have you been better lately? I heard Mr. Dean say that you have a holiday—"

"I was given a holiday, saying it was to prepare for the weekend meeting. Now after a few days of rest, I feel much better."

With Kemit’s hand held together, Zheng Jianguo saw the double-door conference room open. Dean Wall accompanied the principal and several reporters appeared: "Hey, Zheng, here you are, we prepared a simple Ceremony, after all, you said you don’t want to disturb too many people, so there are only reporters from the Boston Evening News—"

"Haha, I don't want reporters to come, okay, now that we are here, let's start."

Zheng Jianguo shook hands with Wall, the principal and the boss of the Public Relations Office, and took out his wallet, took out a cheque that had been prepared a long time ago, and handed it to Belinda, the secretary of the medical school. Mitt laughed and said, "You can't get the numbers on this check, so we prepared a big one. Now we are waiting for you to fill in the numbers and names."

"Zheng, please allow us to pay tribute to your kind deeds. This is a gift from the school to someone as honest and kind as you--"

As Belinda took the check and handed it to the financial officer next to it, Kermit opened the book bound with an exquisite ribbon, only when Zheng Jianguo took it and stood in front of the huge check and smiled at the reporter At that time, in the departure hall of the capital on the other side of the earth, Zhao Liangliang, who had just gone through the formalities, found an unexpected person: "Hey, Mr. Bruce, let's meet again. Are you going back to China?"

"Hi, Zhao, didn't Zheng tell you?"

Looking at Zhao Liangliang, who had only met two days ago, Bruce shook his hand politely and then released it. He smiled at Zhu Jinghong, who was old-fashioned next to him, and then found that Zhao Liangliang looked suspicious and spoke. "I also want to go to Zheng. My child is going to school at Boston University. If you go to meet Zheng, I think we will take the same plane—"

"Yes, I also went to see Zheng Jianguo—"

Zhao Liangliang really never heard Zheng Jianguo talk about Bruce. According to the identities of the two previous people, knowing is a more sensitive matter, but he has now become the director of the school’s foreign affairs office, so this sensitivity is It has been reduced a lot, if it weren't for Zheng Jianguo's arrangement, there would be no chance for the two to meet.

Of course, Bruce is a noble man Zheng Jianguo can go abroad. Zhao Liangliang has known this for a long time. From his understanding of Zheng Jianguo’s character, giving back is essential. So the previous surprise disappeared quickly and he didn’t want to follow him. Before the voice fell, a voice came from behind: "Zhao Mi?"

"Oh, Mr. Li, hello, I am no longer working at the embassy, ​​and now I am transferred back to China——"

As he turned around, Zhao Liangliang saw Zhang's familiar big black face, and he scanned Li Tie and the men and women behind him and said, "Hi, Donghua."

"Brother Zhao, these are Jianguo's teachers and classmates. Since there are no outsiders, don't be polite."

When Zheng Donghua found that Zhao Liangliang looked like, she gave a brief introduction to Ye Minde next to him. As for the three of Kou Bin, Kouyang and Luolan on the other side, Zhao Liangliang had already seen it last time, plus this place is not a place for greeting. He said something to Ye Minde and Tao Ye, and everyone sat down on the sofa to rest.

"Mr. Bruce had been to the school. At that time Jianguo's paper hadn't been sent to The Lancet—"

Ye Minde remembered Bruce's appearance. This was one of the few foreigners he had contacted in China. Naturally, he had a deep memory of the "assistant" who was looking at him. He immediately spoke in English with a little British accent. : "Meet me again, Mr. Bruce, I'm Ye Minde, Zheng Jianguo's master tutor——"

"Hello, Professor Ye, I look at you as familiar, but you look much younger than then, at that time your hair seemed to be completely white—"

Of course, Bruce’s memory is also good, especially when this person talked about his identity. At that time, the scene at Qi Provincial Medical College emerged. After the probe hand and Ye Minde were held together, they smiled: "Is it infected now? I feel darker than the young man—"

"Mr. Bruce has an extraordinary vision, he really dyed his hair for image--"

With a brilliant smile on his face with age spots, Ye Minde generously stated the reason for his hair dyeing, and Bruce shook his head and said with emotion: "Speaking of extraordinary vision, I still have to admire the professor. You can cultivate Zheng Jianguo. An outstanding talent in the world, he once told me about you more than once, and he mentioned you when he was a guest at my house last time.

"Haha, Jianguo is not good at this point, just a little proud—"

The smile on Ye Minde’s face became brighter when he heard this international friend praise him so much. Of course, he also heard that this person could let Zheng Jianguo go to his home as a guest. In terms of his habit of international friends, this is considered to be established. A formal friendship relationship.

Especially since the age difference between Zheng Jianguo and Bruce is so great, it can be regarded as the concept of a year-end friendship. Ye Minde said, "But young people, it is right to be proud, and there is no such thing as a glorious spirit in this heart. of--"

"These two are Zheng Jianguo's "nobles"——"

Seeing Ye Minde and Bruce chatting more and more speculatively, Zhao Liangliang had listened to it with a smile on his face, and this understanding also appeared in his mind.

He knew that before Zheng Jianguo went out, he encountered something in the medical school. It was Bruce, who was still the assistant to the director at the time, who did it. However, he still listened to Zheng Jianguo on this point. It seems that the relationship must be good. It's not a friend relationship in the ordinary sense at all.

"Xiao Zhao, that person is also a friend of Zheng Jianguo?"

Zhu Jinghong swept across Bruce with a pair of muddy eyes. He didn't understand when Zhao Liangliang greeted people before. At this moment, he looked at another old man who looked like a teacher and chatted with others. Then he took the time to whisper. asked.

Zhao Liang nodded brightly and said: "These two are Zheng Jianguo's "nobles", one is a teacher in the field of research, and the other is an international friend who cares a lot about him. Next to that teacher is Jianguo from the Qi Provincial Medical College. Classmates.

In addition, among the young people over there wearing white dresses with short hair, it is Jianguo’s sister Zheng Donghua, and her partner, mother-in-law and sister-in-law relatives. By the way, the foreigner is the leader who helps you get your visa."