After returning from the Savoy Hotel, the Pan-Asia Fund began short selling on a large scale, especially in London North Sea Brent light crude oil futures, where they placed short orders of nearly US$1 billion.
" However, the oil futures market, which should be sensitive, was unexpectedly slow to respond. This meant that other financial companies were involved, and the partners of Pan Asia Fund suddenly became anxious.
To make matters worse, as the Pan-Asia Fund surfaced, financial media began to pay attention to them.
The famous "Financial Times" even sent reporters to interview.
In London, journalists are the last people to be offended. They will do anything for the sake of news, and they are rarely subject to official restrictions.
The famous eavesdropping case of later generations represents the attitude of British journalists. They dared to eavesdrop on cabinet ministers, the Queen's residence, and the Prime Minister's official residence In China, this is something that is unimaginable or simply unthinkable.
¡°In London, it is even more imaginable how arrogant and domineering media reporters are.
No British person, from politicians to civilians, will have a favorable impression of this guy who makes trouble for nothing, and often criticizes the media industry. The strange thing is that British politicians and British civilians rarely get timid when they meet individual reporters.
The same goes for local Aboriginal recreation.
Although he was already the president of a large British global oil company, facing a famous reporter from the famous Financial Times, Kang Le finally decided to take her to the Kang Le Building in person for an interview.
So, British Global Petroleum Company sent two low-key MG sedans, one for Kang Le and one for the Financial Times, hoping to enter the Financial City quietly without any sound of firecrackers.
"Financial Times" reporters and cameramen seemed to acquiesce to Kang Le's low profile, until before departure, Delia, a beautiful Times reporter with light blond hair, suddenly got out of the car door and wrote a big "FT" on both sides of the car door with spray paint.
In the City of London, the most popular newspaper is naturally the Financial Times. No one would understand "FT" as fat. Kang Le's eyes widened at that time.
¡°When a car like this drives under the Kangle Building, doesn¡¯t it mean that the Pan-Asia Fund has been sold?
While he was asking people to dispatch other vehicles, he looked at the other party complainingly and said: "You can't"
"Let's go." Delia patted the roof of the car, and the fat MG rushed forward.
????????????? Kang Le gets into the car and gives chase, but it¡¯s useless. He can¡¯t really direct a speeding car.
There is a busy scene inside the Kang Le Building.
Employees recruited locally and elites recruited from other places poured in and out of the corridor, like an afternoon tide, which was extremely impactful.
Delia tied her hair up casually, called to the cameraman, and rushed in. Unable to get through the security door, she interviewed passers-by in the hall.
Kang Le himself arrived later, sighed, and asked the front desk: "Where is Director Su?"
"Director Su didn't come today." The front desk also knew him.
Kang Le shrugged to Delia: "Su Cheng is not here."
Delia rolled her eyes and said: "Where is your futures trader? I want to interview him.
Kang Le hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's go to the top floor."
After all, the Financial Times is different, especially now, when the Internet is still in its infancy and paper media is experiencing its final glory. If this beautiful reporter is not given anything useful, Kang Le is even more worried that she will do whatever she wants.
Under the leadership of Kang Le, Delia successfully met Qi Xiao and the three main traders. Unfortunately, Qi Xiao, who was supervising the transaction, was very upset and kicked them out rudely.
¡°The trader in the trading room is the biggest.¡± Kang Le said there was nothing he could do.
"It's understandable that they are under too much pressure." Delia's London accent is quite nice and her rhythm is strong: "I just took a look and they seem to have collected a lot of information, which is similar to the financial companies I have seen before. different."
"Pan Asia Fund is not a traditional futures financial company. The way they operate futures is mainly based on intelligence in the oil industry." Kang Le explained casually.
"You must be very confident in your intelligence capabilities, right? If you hold a short position worth US$1 billion, will there be greater pressure?" Delia looked around while interviewing Kang Le. She is actually not very interested in the CEO of this British company. For Financial Times reporters, there are still many opportunities to interview the CEO of an oil company. On the contrary, an Asian super-rich man is more in line with the impact required by news reports. .
From a British perspective?? The tycoons in the Middle East, South America or China all have plenty of material to write about.
Kang Le blinked and asked: "How do you know we have a short order of US$1 billion?"
Delia smiled: "I have done some homework in the past few days. It is not difficult to get information about the Pan-Asia Fund, but it is a little difficult to identify. From this point of view, the Pan-Asia Fund does hold a short order of US$1 billion. ?¡±
"You have to ask Director Su about this." Although Kang Le is also an experienced company president, he is still a little overwhelmed in front of the dazzling beauty.
It should be said that he really doesn¡¯t want to damage his image.
"Let me help you ask where Dong Su is." Kang Le proactively offered to help before Delia asked. For Pan Asia Fund, an interview is also meaningful, and it will not let all kinds of news fly all over the sky.
Kang Le asked all the way, and within two minutes, a fat man with rolling eyes came to him and said in Beijing-style English: "I know where Dong Su is."
"Where is it?" Kang Le turned around in a hurry, and then looked at the Chinese in front of him with slightly suspicious eyes.
This guy¡¯s eyes are so mean.
"You want to find him?" The fat man chuckled, not knowing that his image was slipping to the bottom.
"certainly."
"You have to take me with you."
Kang Le frowned and asked, "Why?"
"I am his friend, but this guy values ??sex over friends. He went off to find delicious food. It was too boring to leave me alone in the company." The fat man was Huang Ping, who had just arrived in London a few days ago.
These days, it is not that easy for Chinese people to go abroad. Not only the procedures and passport procedures are cumbersome, but also often require various certificates. Huang Ping heard that Dahua Industrial was in London, so he naturally wanted to come and have a look. However, Shu Lan was also in London, so Su Cheng had no choice but to let it go.
Kang Le had wrinkles on his face and thought: It is normal to eat delicious food in London. No matter how bad the city is, there is always some delicious food, but after looking for such delicious food for so many daysis there really delicious food in London?
¡(To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)