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"Team Leader Yang."

Yang Qinghua nodded to his subordinates, and then smiled at the guest Jiang Chen, "I'm here."

This is not Yang Qinghua's office, nor is it in her unit, but a special space hidden deep in the second underground floor with layers of security.

The keyboard tapped out a fast-paced rhythm, the glasses reflected the blue light of the computer, and on the six screens facing Yang Qinghua -

Tsk.

Bizarre.

Dazzling.

Since he had allowed the other party to come in, Yang Qinghua naturally treated him with sincerity and allowed Jiang Chen to observe.

Director Yang is just a rank, not a job title. This woman, whom even Cao Jinse has to call "sister", is constantly proving her talents and qualifications.

"Do you have any suggestions?"

You really think highly of Boss Jiang.

But Boss Jiang did not feel proud. Instead, he smiled bitterly to himself. It turned out that the other party's invitation to him could not be just a simple reminiscing.

As a top student at Tunghai University, a leader in private enterprises, a manipulator of the East Japan Campaign, a trendsetter in the new era, and a guest of honor at the Great Hall of the People... Jiang Chen certainly understood what was displayed on the six screens.

Offshore RMB exchange rate.

CSI 300 futures.

U.S. Treasury yield curve.

London Copper Futures.

Dubai crude oil price quotes.

and Hong Kong City Interbank Offered Rate.

Ordinary people can check these, but unlike the normal form, all the data on the six screens are now jumping like boiling water.

"I can't understand."

"..."

Yang Qinghua ignored him and put his hands in his jacket pockets. "Say whatever you want to say. It doesn't matter. Speak freely."

The fact that women are as good as men is embodied at this moment.

The so-called international supermodels pale in comparison.

The image of Cao Xiuge sitting quietly under an old locust tree holding a book comes to mind.

These two people are really two extremes, and both are unique.

"The foreigners are using the same tactics they used to attack the British pound."

A middle-aged man came over with a tablet computer. He looked to be in his forties, but his hair was already gray. It was obvious that he often engaged in mental work and was overworked. However, he did not look tired, but excited. He did not pay any attention to Jiang Chen at all. He held an ultra-thin encrypted laptop and reported to Yang Qinghua intently: "Team Yang, LME inventory has been emptied, and they are using commodities to leverage the expectation of RMB depreciation."

It's not peeping, but a look openly.

Jiang Chen was standing nearby. Since no one treated him as an outsider, there was no need for him to be shy.

The laptop screen showed a sudden short order of 20 tons of electrolytic copper on the London Metal Exchange.

Without asking Jiang Chen's opinion again, Yang Qinghua looked calm as he looked at the real-time capital flow chart. The red arrows representing hot money were flowing back into US dollar assets through the three channels of Shanghai-Hong Kong Stock Connect, Bond Connect, and QDII.

Jiang Chen noticed the slight movement in the Singapore A50 futures market and moved his lips. Before he decided whether to speak or not, he heard the calm and unhurried voice of the woman beside him.

"Immediately check Goldman Sachs' overnight trading records in Seoul. I want all their NDF contracts for the past 72 hours."

Who says civil servants are just there to eat and do nothing?

The game between great powers is not just about the seemingly routine verbal attacks by diplomats in the news, but involves countless such all-weather secret battlefields.

In the unknown underground war room, following Yang Qinghua's order, dozens of top talents operated synchronously and opened fire at full power.

Jiang Chen looked up at the lit central screen.

Not long after, Yang Qinghua picked up the red hotline phone.

“Activate Project Tactics and notify the Reserve Banks in Dubai, Minsk, and Rio.”

Jiang Chen did not ask what the secret plan was. Needless to say, if he had asked, he would have been suspected of spying on state secrets and might even be invited for tea.

But it doesn't matter.

Later, Yang Qing drew a picture and invited him to have tea.

How...relaxing and relaxing.

perhaps.

For her, this kind of work has long become a norm and a part of life.

"I wanted to treat you to a meal and ask Jinse to come along, but as you can see, I've been busy lately and can't spare the time."

“Work comes first.”

Jiang Chen said quickly.

Yang Qinghua smiled and said, "Did you invite Jinse to dinner? Changcheng is fine, she is a partner, but she has put a lot of effort into your Tiandi Bank."

"She is also a busy person, just like Sister Yang."

Jiang Chen smiled and evaded the question, trying his best to shift the subject away from the Cao family.

There are some things that you should avoid getting involved in.

Yang Qinghua seemed to see what he was thinking. She smiled silently and passed over the topic. She took a sip of tea and said, "I have fulfilled my promise to you."

"Well, Sister Yang really keeps her promise."

The reply is to keep the promise.

Instead of thanks.

Also.

This is not just a simple help, but a cooperation in which both parties gain what they need. Tiandi Bank was born with permission, but Jiang Chen also assumed the responsibilities.

He is struggling with a staggering amount of existing mortgage debt.

"You really don't want to suffer any loss at all."

Yang Qinghua commented with a smile, and then said: "Since you have spent so much effort, don't stick to small domestic operations. Take advantage of the favorable conditions of trading with the international market and let Tiandi Bank go global."

"Tian Di Bank hasn't even established itself yet..."

"Time waits for us not."

Yang Qing’s paintings are concise and clear.

Jiang Chen drank his tea and nodded silently as if thinking about something, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

Once you get on the "pirate ship", it's very difficult to jump the gun.

but.

It seems like a lucky coincidence, as it coincides with the development philosophy of Tiandi Bank.

Now it seems that this cooperation should have been fully and long-term planned from the moment Yang Qinghua approached him, rather than a simple one-time deal.

Originally, Yang Qinghua wanted to invite him to have a working lunch, but Boss Jiang refused because he had something else to do. No wonder Princess Cao didn't like to deal with her, and it wasn't just because of personal matters.

of course.

It is their duty and they are dedicated to the public interest without any selfish desires.

It was not an excuse, Jiang Chen really had something to do. On the way to a detention center, Jiang Chen sat in the back seat, looking at his phone calmly.

The mobile phone screen showed the same LME real-time market information that I had just seen in the basement. The copper price that should have plummeted was supported by a mysterious force. There were also real-time international news that had not been reported in time: the Belarusian National Wealth Fund sold all US debts, the Brazilian Central Bank transported 380 tons of gold reserves to the Donghai Gold Exchange, and the offshore RMB liquidity miraculously reversed...

"Click."

The phone screen is off.

Jiang Chen raised his head, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes to rest.

----

It was a 40-plus minute drive and it was just the right amount of time for a good rest.

When Jiang Chen sat in front of Hu Die, he was in a good state, and Hu Die... seemed normal. Some people in the detention center lost their appetite and could not sleep.

Some people cultivate their moral character and enjoy everything they eat.

There was no guard monitoring, and there were only the visitor and the person being visited in the visiting room.

Things in the world are so unpredictable.

According to logic.

The person sitting here to visit should definitely not be Jiang Chen.

"How does it feel."

"not bad."

Although she was wearing the inner uniform, there was no depression or despair on Hu Die's face, because whether she was guilty or not was still undetermined.

Like the cat in physics.

Whether it is self-defense or excessive defense, it can be established.

"Want to stay in there?"

Boss Jiang is not a central air conditioner, so he is very practical and straightforward. "If you really want to do this, no one will force you. But you are 28 years old this year, right? If you come out again, I'm afraid you will become a middle-aged woman."

No matter how independent a woman is, she will have taboos.

What’s more, what Boss Jiang mentioned is a taboo in the hearts of all women in the world.

The words "middle-aged woman" were like a lighter, successfully igniting the hostility in Hu Die's eyes. She pursed her lips, stared at Jiang Chen intently, and said nothing.

To know.

Although she was detained, she was not without handcuffs and shackles, so she could attack at any time.

However, Boss Jiang is not a weak scholar. If he had a gun, it would be a different story. But now, the other person's weapon must have been taken away. Even if he is no match for his opponent, at least it will not be a problem for him to hold on until the guards outside hear the call for help and rush in.

"How to decide."

Boss Jiang said it in a stern tone, just as if he was just going through the motions.

Other people are so unkind.

Hu Die didn't choose to use force to convince others. After all, if she beat someone into a pig's head here, she would definitely be charged with intentional injury. She said, "Do you dare to believe me?"

"I do not believe you."

Jiang Chen said straightforwardly, and then added, "I don't need to believe you either."

"What's the meaning."

"I'm not Song Chaoge, nor am I Fang Jun. You and I don't have any family ties, and we may even have some grudges against each other. Even if I say I believe you, you won't believe it."

"so what."

"So, you may need to change your way of thinking. I don't know how you got along with them before, but if you follow me, I mean if, you can understand it as the relationship between an employee and a boss."

Hu Die's pupils shrank and she said nothing, waiting for the other party to continue.

"Do workers need so-called loyalty to their bosses? Obviously not. Both sides have their own goals and take what they need. If you make me unhappy, it's very simple, I just fire you. Of course, the same goes for you. It's also the workers' right to fire the boss."

Is this a joke?

Hu Die didn't laugh and remained silent for a while.

"So what position are you going to assign me?"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly.

"I've said it before, and now, there is no other choice. You have to go abroad and you can't stay in the country any longer."

"Where to go."

"How about Myanmar? You should be very familiar with the place and you must have many old acquaintances there. It would be a good choice to make it your first stop."

Hu Die's eyes fluctuated. The other party's answer was completely beyond her expectations.

She felt that the other party was being hypocritical and sent her abroad just to gain a favor from Mr. Fang. What was waiting for her was definitely a dull life in hiding, but the result was quite different from what she expected.

The other party actually wanted to arrange a job for her.

Jiang Chen stared at her. Although he was obviously younger than her, his gaze was more mature, even unfathomable.

Hu Die was naturally very familiar with the man in front of her, but this was the first time she sat face to face with him at such a close distance.

The other party suddenly smiled easily.

"If you are willing to retire, that would be the best. Mr. Fang should also be hoping for such an outcome. But I think the possibility is not great. Right?"

Hu Die did not comment and asked quietly, "What am I going to do in Myanmar?"

"Du Enqin from the Myanmar Peace Hotel should have been your subordinate in the past. Go and see her. She owns a restaurant, so the food and drinks are free. Just treat it as a way to relax."

"Let me continue to do those businesses?"

The corners of Hu Die's mouth curled up slightly, her tone was normal, but a hint of sarcasm was revealed on her face.

Jiang Chen looked calm.

"Although I admit that what Mr. Song said makes sense, and some things have to be done by someone, but at the same time, human energy is limited, and one person cannot do everything."

Hu Die was silent.

"Master Fang asked me to take care of you, so I can't go against this original intention. Your job cannot be said to be completely risk-free, but the risk factor is not high, as long as you don't do anything reckless. After all, a weak woman going to challenge ten grown men alone is a trap for herself, and you can't blame anyone else."

Jiang Chen has said a lot, and has almost laid all the groundwork and provided enough guidance. Now it’s time to get back to the topic.

"Your job is simple. Make use of your expertise to train a group of intelligence talents like Du Enqin. Of course, don't feel too much pressure. You are not required to lay the foundation from scratch. The structure has been built almost. All you need to do is add bricks and tiles. There will be many colleagues to help you."

Hu Die's pupils tightened and relaxed.

"You are so ambitious."

"Do not."

Jiang Chen placed his hands on the table between them and said with a relaxed smile: "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. Intelligence work is an indispensable and key link in business activities. It can help you seize the initiative and even be invincible. And I am a businessman. It is reasonable for me to attach importance to the construction of intelligence networks."

Hu Die stared at him closely, totally ignoring his words.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll tell Song Chaoge?"

Jiang Chen was quiet for a moment.

"Are you a masochist?"

"..."

Murder and kill!

Hu Die's breathing quickened, and for a moment, she really had the urge to explode.

“The quality of being determined and determined is certainly valuable, but such a life will be very difficult and painful, and, except for a very small number of lucky people, the rest will spend their lives in vain.”

Jiang Chen stood up and walked out.

"Were you really the one who planned the intensive outbreaks of violence abroad?"

A voice came from behind.

"Are you the leader of the Heavenly Punishment?"

Jiang Chen paused.

"I don't know what you are talking about. But you have given me some inspiration. I think I know what my intelligence department should be called."

"Skynet, what do you think?"

Footsteps sounded.

The visiting door is open.

The light leaked in, but was quickly cut off.

"Good name."

Hu Die sat alone on the iron chair, her face calm.

(End of this chapter)