June.

The people of Northeast China are still enjoying the pleasant cool breeze. When the cattle and sheep in Tibet began to suck the small cold water flowing from Tanggula Mountain, Jiangning began to preheat like the stove of Taishang Laojun to prepare to roast the living people.

In the office with a horizontal 360-degree sea view facing the Yangtze River, the big pineapple turned into a round fan and fanned Chen Yi obediently. Since the Paladin's Excellency was freshly released from the cage, the little lizard has become much more obedient, and he doesn't mind the livelihood work he used to disdain.

"Your juice, no sugar, remove the flesh." He Fuhan's newly replaced secretary Xiao Zheng was like a waiter in a private room.

It was indeed Chengliang's freshly squeezed orange juice. I don't know which talented man in the Secretariat made it.

Chen Yi said "Okay" with satisfaction, picked up the cup and drank it all in one go, and suddenly raised his fingers and expressed his request to have another cup.

He was also not afraid at all in front of the mayor.

"I want a cup too, just like Chen Yi's." My uncle Chen Rongjie sat opposite the Buddha, fiddling with the white teacup. He used to be called "Xiaoyi" or "Ayi", but now he just called it by his name, which is a kind of progress.

After He Fuhan signaled Xiao Zheng to leave, he said in a calm and elegant tone: "It's the first time Chen Yi met. If you like it, just order juice. A new juicer was installed on the seventh floor. The young man said he wanted it, so I agreed. It was the first time that Fo Lao came to the municipal government. Although it was a happy thing, it always made people feel a little uneasy. Please tell me if you have anything."

His language is not very smooth, but the content is very rich, but in short, it is enough to understand it as not welcome.

"Can you turn on the TV?" Chen Yi took the initiative to stand up.

Before He Fuhan could speak, Chen Yi turned on the TV. Some unrestrained actions made him feel a little angry. As the mayor of Jiangning City, his authority is actually very important, especially in the municipal government building.

"At three o'clock, Director Zhao of the National Reserve Bureau will announce a new decision. We hope you can listen." Chen Yi was looking at He Fuhan, and the natural pressure made the latter speechless.

Secretary Xiao Zheng knocked on the door lightly, and He Fuhan's future answered, Chen Yi took the initiative to speak: "Come in."

Under the influence of the pressure, He Fuhan had almost no response.

Xiao Zheng looked at the leader strangely and left the office in the last two steps.

"It's three o'clock." As soon as Chen Yi finished speaking, a thin man with a middle-aged scholar appeared on the TV. He saw him sitting in the middle of the meeting, with many microphones in front of him, and a banner on the back of it said, "Open Auction and Sale Copper Reserve Instruction Conference."

"What does it mean?" He Fuhan stood up and showed a big belly. Generally speaking, He Fuhan's upper body was relatively in line with health standards, but because he had been sitting for too long, the belt on his belly was loose and loose, which was now extremely inconsistent.

Chen Yi saw that he was not fake and smiled, "You probably don't know, the He family is buying copper futures privately! In terms of terms, it means buying too much."

"Don't say anything about the He family, I don't participate in any business operations." It's not a big mistake for He Fuhan to understand that futures trading is an investment project that ordinary people will not contact, and the He family's capital transactions will probably notify He Fuhan, just like Chen Congyu is doing business, and he will not report to the old man before necessary... Chen Shenguo has endless documents and endless people to see. He Zhenhan's level is lower, and the situation is the same.

Chen Yi explained the consequences of the copper storage sales to He Fuhan endlessly, which was actually the possible losses of the He family and said: "Maybe you should ask. Then... see you next time."

He Fuhan had a heavy face and said to the Buddha: "You are a person with a status, so let the Diao Fei make trouble? Is this here to threaten me?"

Chen Yi stood in front of the Buddha and smiled and said, "The book loss of 60 billion yuan, the actual double-digit loss is not a threat, it is just a fact."

"Use the state's public tools to achieve personal goals." He Zhenhan snorted, still saying to the Buddha: "This is contrary to your always-official philosophy."

Mr. Fo smiled with his beardless chin. How could his governing philosophy be so simple?

"You should worry about yourself. Our request is to replace the mayor." Chen Rongjie said with confidence. No matter which family official, it is absolutely true that he has to rely on his salary to pass. A huge family property can not only improve the personal life of officials, but also a talisman for ruling, so that he will not easily collapse due to economic problems. On the other hand, a huge network of favors always requires expenses.

He Fuhan may not have received money from outsiders, but he must have spent money from his family. In this case, the family must need its reward - if he can.

He Fuhan's belly was bulging and shook his hands and said:

"Don't say anything more, you guys leave."

The three of them looked at each other and left.

From planning this matter to completion, the Chen family spent a lot of time and manpower, and it took a lot of time to convince the Director of the National Reserve just to convince the Director of the National Reserve - if the sale of copper storage causes losses, Director Zhao will be the first person in charge: if the Chen family and the He family have agreed to stop the sale of copper storage, Director Zhao, who just held a press conference, is also the first person in charge to be embarrassed; if the Chen family and the He family are in a stalemate, Director Zhao will be the first cannon fodder in the limelight.

Except for Mr. Fo himself to convince Director Zhao, the bank's preparations were not easy. After the Chen family paid such a large cost, everything was a foregone conclusion. After that, it was only time to finish the operation. It was difficult for He Fuhan to change the facts if he was willing or not.

Unless he can pay a greater cost!

It is the He family’s business to convince He Fuhan that he does not need to be borne by the Chen family.

The next day was Saturday, and all major trading markets stopped trading, which was considered as a time for the He family to react. If they did not respond before the weekend, the copper futures of the week will definitely plummet. When the spot copper auction of the National Reserve Bureau ended, it would be a loss-win situation.

On Sunday, the Han family invited Mr. Fo and Chen Yi to have a dinner together in the name of Han Jie.

So Chen Yi and Han Jie chatted, while Fo Lao chatted with the second child of the Han family while drinking wine. They reached a comment, which meant that the He family had lost the last chance of reconciliation.

In the evening, He Fuhan made a request to meet.

The uncle laughed happily. He never liked his immediate boss. Although Mr. Zhou was happy, he was still full of doubts.

Chen Zhongguo laughed secretly for three seconds and said, "Lao Fo, please let me go with Chen Yi. Take him."

"No problem, Chen Yi did a good job."

Chen Rongjie said dissatisfiedly: "I can't go anymore?"

"He is still the mayor now. You can't go." Chen Zhongguo said with certainty.

Chen Rongjie pouted like a teenager, but he soon found that Chen Yi was looking at him, so he felt embarrassed to put it away.

He Fuhan made the two of them in a small hotel and a small suburban hotel.

He didn't seem to sleep well, his prominent eyes were bubbled, his belly was smaller, but it was still obviously protruding. If he put it flat in the water, it happened to be a plump goldfish.

He Fuhan, who did not bring his secretary and driver, was no different from the usual middle-aged laid-off workers. Only when his eyes passed by Chen Yi, did a few gleams sprinkle.

It seems that he already knows the initiator.

Those who can make the most of the foreign futures market must be foreign broker companies or investment banks. If they have this relationship, Chen Yi is the only one in the Chen family. Even if the He family resells copper futures, they cannot afford dozens or tens of billions of dollars in cash. Even the National Reserve Bureau has to rely on foreign broker companies to conduct futures trading in the international market.

Although Chinese people have a high opinion of themselves, in fact, China's so-called abundant funds are not essentially different from the abundant funds of Saudi Arabia and Dubai. Whether it is the national dominant fund or the national material reserves, once you enter the international market, you have to follow other people's rules. In the trading market, no matter how much funds and resources you have, it must be operated by traders in the final analysis. China has never had a core member comparable to a large investment bank, and will not have one in the future that you can meet.

This is easy to understand. When a senior trader from the famous Wall Bank gets an annual salary of 100,000 US dollars to play golf with his company partners, have lunch with the Federal Reserve Chairman, and shakes hands with the US President and chats with the US President, the core trader in China's futures investment may be just a cadre under the National Reserve Bureau who "enjoy" deputy department-level or department-level treatment, and reports to the deputy director and director with a salary of dozens of yuan a month, and does not even have the opportunity to meet the deputy minister. If China really has such a core trader, there is only one such card, what reason does he have not to jump to a foreign investment bank? If he does not jump or does not jump to a job, it can only mean that his IQ is lower than the level of a normal trader. On the other hand, if he wants to understand the problem with firm belief, it is too puzzling for him to participate in the money game in the capitalist world.

Whether it is competing for domestic strength or foreign relations, the He family is inferior to the Chen family. He Fuhan also showed his fatigue after struggling and said, "It is OK to adjust the balance, but I hope the Chen family will not interfere anymore." In other words, wherever the transfer is transferred, the He family will operate it on its own. This is also someone else's ability.

The Buddha was about to agree, but Chen Yi suddenly inserted and said, "It's not possible in the Southeast Province."

"Old Fo!" He Zhenhan really didn't want to argue with Chen Yi, that was too much. But he had to talk because the vice governor of Southeast Province was the new position he was seeking.

Although there is no authority of Jiangning Mayor Hu Bainuo, it is not too much of a loss from the city to the province. Moreover, in the position of vice governor, Chen Yi and his family may report the truth to the scenery.

His thoughts were very good, but Chen Yi had already expected it. With the help of listening to the scroll, he didn't want to leave any opportunity to He Zhenhan.

Mr. Fo frowned and asked, "Do you want to stay in Southeast Province?"

"It's not certain." He Fuhan didn't want to tell the truth, but he didn't want to tell lies.

The official is so big that he is like a paladin with faith. He would rather speak silently than speak nonsense.

Mr. Fo heard the taste and thought that he was not good in Southeast Province. After all, he was a deputy ministerial-level Yu Ministry, and there were only a few places to pay for money. So he nodded and said, "Then please agree."

"No." After leaving Southeast Province, He Zhenhan lost at least two years, an extremely important two years.

Mr. Fo turned into a hardliner and stared at He Fuhan and said, "This is our official request. Please leave the Southeast Province."

He Fuhan sighed dejectedly.
Chapter completed!