Chapter 483

For Soros's praise and admiration again, Wu Tao was obviously not as flattered as he was the first time.

After all, from the bottom of his heart, he was already used to his 'predicting things like a god'. In other words, as the level rises, he has already begun to pursue more substantive achievements and goals.

For example, take it easy and secure this time.

Or, it's not bad to learn a half way from Soros.

However, it is obviously not that easy to steal a teacher, and you need to pass Molly.

As soon as he thought of this, Wu Tao gave up his unrealistic thoughts, and instead sat up on an equal footing with the other party.

After chatting briefly for a while, the two parties broke up.

Walking out of the hotel calmly, Song Guanghui's car was already waiting at the door.

In the coffee shop, Molly asked unwillingly, "Grandpa, do you think he was fooled this time?"

Soros shook his head and smiled meaningfully: "Obviously not. Molly, your initial vision was not wrong. This is indeed a very outstanding talent. At least he is much better than so many boyfriends of yours..."

"Hmph~" Molly looked out the window, and Joan snorted faintly.

Time turns to June, and the summer fire in Bangkok is definitely more violent than that in Jinling.

Wu Tao stayed in the air-conditioned room all day and completely lost interest in traveling.

Not only that, as a tourist city, Bangkok has also ushered in a trough in passenger flow, and the streets and alleys are filled with a lazy atmosphere.

However, at the headquarters of Mitsui Estate, as the president, Mitsuihiko, his heart was completely cold.

Just now, he received a call from Minister Achaha, specifically warning him in advance: the government's foreign exchange reserves are running out, and it will only be a matter of time before the exchange rate peg is abolished.

Being able to disclose this news to him in advance is already the only thing the government can do.

"Baga!" Hiko Mitsui was so angry that he threw the phone far away, warning so many days in advance, it's useless!

With the debt ratio of Mitsui Properties, if there is not enough capital injection, with the depreciation of the Thai baht, it will soon become insolvent and fall into bankruptcy!

More importantly, Mitsuihiko's development strategy of centering on Thailand and radiating the entire Southeast Asia has completely failed.

Mitsuhiko was a little puzzled, why did the situation that was good suddenly turn sour?

Could it be that everything is really as Wu Tao said, when he bet on the Southeast Asian market, he lost?

impossible!

No way!

Mitsuihiko couldn't accept this result anyway, frantically pulled out the phone book, and used his network to start asking for help, trying to get through this difficulty.

The coffee shop at the Peninsula Hotel.

Today's Fujiwara Rena is wearing a milky white work uniform, which sets off her plump figure and becomes more and more plump. That concentration and earnestness can be seen as dealing with official business.

On the opposite side of her, a middle-aged man in his forties with a Mediterranean hairstyle was sitting, tremblingly waiting for her to speak.

After reading the materials in her hand, Reina Fujiwara was in a very happy mood, "Oshima-kun, at this time, you revealed the real situation of Mitsui Estate to me, which is an absolutely wise and wise choice!"

Oshimagawa kept nodding and saying hi.

This can be regarded as an example of a good bird choosing a tree for its habitat.

However, at the next moment, Rena Fujiwara's words changed: "But just providing me with information is not enough!"

Oshimagawa panicked immediately, "I don't know Fujiwara-san, what else can I order?"

"Come back to Tokyo with me, and present the matter to the senior management of the consortium!" Fujiwara Reina's tone suddenly turned cold.

Oshimagawa stood up awkwardly: "Nani? Fujiwara-san, our previous agreement was not like this..."

"Do you have any other choices?" Reina Fujiwara blew on the coffee with her mouth slightly open.

Oshimagawa sat down slumped, struggled for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "Hi, Fujiwara-san!"

Apocalypse Investment Bangkok Office.

This baht sniper battle, the general offensive has been going on until now, and it is almost coming to an end.

According to authoritative statistics, the daily sales volume of Thai baht has soared to tens of billions.

Among them, there is no longer the bait thrown by Quantum Fund and those big speculators to attract firepower.

In other words, such a large trading volume is almost entirely the spontaneous selling behavior of ordinary people.

This means that almost everyone has lost confidence in the value of the baht.

In this way, the collapse of the devaluation of the Thai baht is already a certainty.

Wu Tao's mood was completely relaxed, and he even had a leisurely conversation with An Rong on the international phone call, and he used his mobile phone to make porridge.

It has to be said that this is a very extravagant behavior.

The school life was far away from him, but from An Rong's mouth, he could still feel the tense and lively atmosphere.

At least no matter how hard and tiring it is in school, it is not as hard and tiring as sitting in the financial war this time.

"Mr. Wu, your coffee!" Lai Mo'er managed to double her family's savings these days, and even her voice became sweeter and more coquettish.

As soon as An Rong on the other end of the phone heard it, she immediately became vigilant, "Whose voice is this?"

Wu Taohun didn't care, "It's just an office assistant."

"Is it pretty?"

"so so."

"It must be very beautiful, right?" An Rong continued to ask.

Only then did Wu Tao feel that something was wrong, "It's really ordinary, no one is as beautiful as you!"

"Huh~" An Rong hummed softly, meaning you continue to coax, and I'm listening.

"Our family, Rongrong, is the most beautiful beauty in the world. She was beautiful when she was young, and even more beautiful when she grows up..."

After talking for more than ten minutes, An Rong hung up the phone contentedly.

After hanging up the phone, Wu Tao felt his ears burning. Looking up, Laimer didn't leave, and looked at him in surprise, as if she was stunned by his behavior just now.

"Mr. Wu, your girlfriend must be very beautiful, isn't she?"

"That's right." Although Wu Tao was tired of coaxing, he had to admit, "My girlfriend is naturally beautiful and beautiful, that's nothing to say! After this busy time is over, I have to go back and spend time with her."

"You guys are so happy!" Laimer looked envious.

Mitsui Estate, the president's office, was in a mess.

Mitsui Hiko was sitting on the ground, holding the receiver in one hand, and the phone in the other. His face looked ashen, as if he had been shot by a black bear.

Over the past few days, hundreds of phone calls have been made.

Those friends who usually call themselves brothers and sisters, when they heard that his company in Thailand needed capital turnover, they all hung up the phone like a god of plague.

It's over, it's over! Mitsuhiko began to despair.

At this moment, the door of the office was knocked open, and the secretary walked in with a group of people: "President, the staff of the Central Bank came to ask for early settlement..."

Mitsuhiko immediately roared, "Minister Azaha and I are friends, how can you do this?"

"Sorry, Mr. Mitsui, Minister Azaha has just been arrested for investigation..."

Mitsuihiko's eyes darkened, completely desperate. It's really pushing the wall down!