Tang Xin stood alone in the lobby outside the office. He was in the half of the office of Hongxin Group. On the right were the traders of the Japanese Consortium. They were focused on their expressions and had already begun futures trading operations.

In contrast, Hongxin Group did not take this financial war as seriously as the Japanese consortium. All their transactions were entrusted to the operators of the New York Stock Exchange.

When strategic materials, especially crude oil trading began, the Japanese consortium bought large amounts of funds, which pushed the price higher, while Hongxin Group sold and shorted accordingly. From the first second of the beginning, the price trend fluctuated slightly, but in a stalemate, it was an overall upward trend.

Hongxin Group's order of 100 million US dollars was swept away instantly. It was difficult to bring back the rising price afterwards.

Every minute and every second, Hongxin Group's wealth is shrinking...

Tang Xin was in the hall and looked up at the large electronic screen on the wall with his hands in his pockets. There was a trend of price fluctuations on it. He looked meticulous and seemed to be exuding a sense of powerlessness in his calmness.

This is a lost and frustrated attitude in the eyes of outsiders.

Through the glass window, Hiroji Watanabe stared at Tang Xin thirty meters away. Good news kept coming to his ears. The slight rise and fall of the futures market represented huge profits and losses, because the leverage operation mode is also used here.

On the first day of this prologue, the investments of the two sides have changed from small to tentative confrontation to strong competition, and the Japanese consortium has gained the upper hand from the beginning.

In just one morning, Hongxin Group lost more than 10 billion yuan. The Japanese Consortium has been on par with Hongxin Group's funds after its profits.

“wow…”

When lunch time came, cheers erupted from the Japanese Consortium.

Hiroji Watanabe put on a suit and smiled proudly. He walked to Tang Xin, who was still looking up at the electronic screen. The price there had not changed.

"Are you praying for a miracle to happen?"

Hiroji Watanabe smiled and sarcastized the other party.

Tang Xin lowered his head and smiled indifferently, saying, "This is just the beginning, you laughed too early."

Hiroji Watanabe raised his eyebrows and nodded, "You are right. When you lose everything, everything will be considered over."

After saying that, he smiled happily at the representatives of the Japanese consortium who followed him, amid their ridiculous laughter. They passed by Tang Xin, while the rest of the Hongxin Group also walked out of the office with a serious expression. The Japanese were proud and looked at their expressions full of disdain.

After all the other people left, Dong Tianhua came to Tang Xin and asked in confusion: "Brother Tang, where are you playing?"

Hongxin Group lost tens of billions of dollars in the morning, Dong Tianhua knew, but he knew that his cousin and others had never shown any loss. It seemed that they could not change their faces even after losing tens of billions of dollars. However, after leaving the office, everyone cooperated with Tang Xin at the same time, showing a frustration after a heavy setback.

Tang Xin put his shoulders on his back and whispered: "If you are from Japan, what do you think of seeing us like this?"

Dong Tianhua's eyes rolled and he suddenly realized, "Oh, I understand. Brother Tang is asking you to fall into the trap. The more we are lost, the more proud they are. They will be impatient to slap us to death!"

Tang Xin blinked and smiled and was entertaining.

On the first and the next day, Tang Xin kept showing a lost image of expectation in front of Japanese people but fell into a state of numbness.

Japanese people cheered all the time. They shouted freely, and even deliberately sent laughter to Hongxin Group, demonstrating their pride in winning streaks!

Ten billion, two hundred billion, three hundred billion, Hongxin Group lost nearly eight hundred billion US dollars in two days.

At the end of the next day, the people of Hongxin Group looked very ugly. When the Japanese were about to leave for celebration, they were surprised to find that there was an internal strife in Hongxin Group!

Dong Fucai and Chen Xiao had a fierce quarrel!

Japanese people stood in the hall watching the show, and Hiroji Watanabe wrapped his arms around him and listened to Masako Sakai beside him translate the content of the quarrel over him.

“There are sounds of retreating inside them.”

Sakai Masakoyi said in a brief and shocked manner.

Hiroji Watanabe shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not OK to escape at this time. Tomorrow morning, as long as Hillary announces the war to the public, it will be the critical moment to decide the outcome. How can they miss it?"

His eyes turned and saw Tang Xin standing not far away in a daze. He walked over and stood side by side with Tang Xin, and his eyes also turned to the direction of Dong Fucai and Chen Xiao's quarrel.

Tang Xin's eyes were dull, as if the situation had gone out of control, and he was powerless to turn things around.

Hiroji Watanabe looked gloating and chuckled: "Tang Xin, will you escape back to China in shame? I advise you to escape. In this way, maybe you can still keep the reputation of the richest man in the world, just lose tens of billions of dollars? Buffett has also failed, Microsoft has also suffered heavy damage. Hongxin Group has failed and lost, there is nothing unacceptable to this. Escape, so you can still have a better life. If you lose everything tomorrow, you can't even afford to support a woman!"

Tang Xin slowly turned his head, for the first time, and for the first time, he showed gritting teeth in front of Hiroji Watanabe, as if he was angry. He said coldly: "Tomorrow's decisive battle, if you retreat, your father will die with his eyes!"

Seeing that his excitement was effective, Hiroji Watanabe sneered indifferently: "One word is certain!"

The Japanese were still watching the fun while walking out, and Sakai Masako was the only one among them who looked at the farce of Hongxin Group with an unhappy look.

Everything went so smoothly.

The ups and downs of the financial market still rely on reality.

But in the past two days, Hongxin Group's losses and profits of the Japanese Consortium have raised the price of crude oil from one hundred dollars per barrel to one hundred and fifty dollars per barrel.

The suppliers in the international energy market have only raised the supply price by 10%. The real factor of changes in Dafu depends on the decision of Hillary in Congress tomorrow.

If you fight, crude oil will be affected from the supply and consumption. Prices will naturally rise, so the price trend in the financial market will be supported by the actual basic support. If you don’t fight, then the bubble will be crushed and the international energy market will still be in a balanced state.

Hongxin Group is like giving money to the Japanese consortium, which is so weird!

During the meal, Sakai Masako suggested to Hiroji Watanabe that they would stop now and pick the fruits of victory and go back to Japan. Hiroji Watanabe wrote a new glory.

But Hiroji Watanabe rejected her proposal.

From the beginning, Hiroji Watanabe regarded this war as his battle of revenge. When the opportunity arose, he would let it slip through his fingers, which would make him regret it for life!

Tomorrow, we will leave Hongxin Group people with nothing!

Although the Japanese have left, the quarrels within the Hongxin Group continue. The Japanese traders have put aside their work and pointed and talked. Tang Xin seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. He left alone.

Since yesterday, he has been staying in a nearby star-rated hotel with everyone.

Back in his own suite in the hotel, Tang Xin locked the door and took out any door and passed by.

Standing in a barren land, with a clear night sky above your head. Tang Xin looked around and could be vaguely seen in the distance. A small city with mercenaries stationed on the top of the city.

Sanraka!

Regarding the recent invasion of American soldiers, the Sanraka government has spent a lot of money to hire more mercenaries, and is intensifying contact with African brother countries to try to establish a resistance alliance.

This method is very effective because African countries are worried that if Americans come and don’t leave. What should I do?

Other countries also have mouth-watering resources, and Sanraka is just weak and can be controlled by others.

Tang Xin put on his invisible cloak and walked into the small town invisibly.

People are closed, and the streets are no longer hustle and bustle. The most common mercenaries can be seen in the small towns, and the military trucks passing by.

Tang Xin came to a mansion in the small town that was closely guarded, where the highest leader of the Sanglaka government lived.

The surrounding soldiers with live ammunition were patrolling. Although Sanraka hired a large number of foreign mercenaries, the security work of the administrative personnel was naturally the responsibility of the soldiers trained by the country.

The night is quiet, and Tang Xin will walk around and stop, and will always take steps when the wind passes by and causes a faint sound, so as to avoid being heard by the alert soldiers and then searching for his traces.

When he came to a building that looked very ordinary, Tang Xin opened the door and walked in while someone was not paying attention, and was careful in everything to avoid making noises.

There were also people patrolling the building, but they didn't hold the gun in their hands. There was a meeting held in a room. Tang Xin eavesdropped outside the door and speculated that there were many people inside, and there were also strong voices during the meeting.

It's nothing more than just real-life attacks with Americans.

Tang Xin silently said sorry to them in his heart.

It is also difficult to make up for these heads of government in Sanraka.

If they fight with the Americans, they may not even be able to fight each other. This is the huge gap between Xiaomi and rifles and aircraft cannons. Even Sanraka cannot even implement the tactics of the sea of ​​people. If they really dare to go to war with the Americans, they will definitely lose without foreign aid, and the Americans will win with a devastating momentum.

Recruiting foreign aid is not necessarily a good thing. It is easy to invite gods to send gods but difficult to send gods. There is no pure friendly relationship, so you can take action with all your might. After all, it will cost you a bloody price.

Tang Xin walked to another room that seemed to be an office. He placed a document on the table, then took out any door and returned to the hotel suite in New York, and then began to use Time TV to review the situation here from time to time.

The document was discovered by the leader of Sanraka an hour later. While asking who sent it, he opened the document to review it.

After he read the documents, he immediately took action...

The next day, the morning light shines, white-house

Sheilal woke up early and dressed up her clothes in high spirits. She looked at herself, whose face was wrinkled in the mirror, without any sadness at all. Maybe she would even think that she is the most beautiful time in her life!

It is expected that in three hours, she will issue a resolution on Sanraka's military service in Congress.

This is an action that demonstrates the strength of the United States and expands its interests overseas, which will win her capital for re-election in three years.

When she packed everything and prepared for breakfast, her chief chief of staff, George, rushed into the restaurant with a serious look on his face. Sheilal rarely saw his reckless and rude behavior, and knew something was important when he observed his expression.

She stood up and walked into the Oval Office with George and asked, "What happened?"
Chapter completed!