Chapter 70 A Terrifying Premonition
Lin Fan said:
"I was also puzzled, so I specifically looked it up."
The conclusion is... everything is calm and nothing happened.
The only newsworthy event was that the Swiss Central Bank recently injected some money to stabilize market sentiment due to excessive fluctuations in the euro exchange rate.
In other words, the stars are still the same stars, and Swiss franc is still the same Swiss franc.
It's the same familiar recipe, the same familiar taste, as reliable as ever.
But why would Su Hao, this "financial wolf," suddenly build up a large position in this "chicken rib" that is "tasteless to eat but a pity to throw away"?
" Director, didn't you say you were going to talk to President Su later? How about... you subtly ask him about it later...?"
Lin Fan tentatively offered her suggestion.
"No need," Huang Fengwen said decisively, waving his hand.
" What were the rules we set when we gave Su Hao such great authority?"
It means that the higher-ups will never interfere with any of his investment decisions!
Let alone the fact that he only bought some Swiss Franchise, even if he took all five billion and invested it in that wasteland behind our company!
We can only watch; we can't utter a single unnecessary word!
This is the "imperial sword" that Huang Fengwen fought against all opposition to secure for Su Hao!
Absolute autonomy and unquestionable trust!
No one, including him as the Director, is allowed to interfere with Su Hao's investments or question his judgment!
"Oh, by the way, Director. You're flying to Saudi Arabia early tomorrow morning, right? Have you packed your luggage and everything?"
Lin Fan changed the subject.
"Don't worry, everything's settled. My flight is early tomorrow morning, so I plan to leave work early today and get a good night's sleep."
"Sigh, I should have gone to Saudi Arabia with you this time, so I could look after you…" Lin Fan said with some regret.
"Hey, that won't do!" Huang Fengwen said with a laugh.
"I'm the boss, and you're the deputy. If I go on a long trip, you have to be in charge of overseeing all the big and small affairs in the company."
How can a boss and his deputy sit on the same plane?
"What if something unexpected happens? Wouldn't the company be paralyzed on the spot?"
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Su Hao was rarely summoned to the Chairman's Office by Huang Fengwen, the "big brother of the association".
Normally, if the two of them have something to discuss, they will either arrange to have a barbecue together in private and chat while eating;
Or you could just meet up in the game and get things done while you're fighting monsters.
But today, Huang Fengwen unusually "summoned" him to this office, which symbolizes the pinnacle of power in the company.
"You brat!" Huang Fengwen launched into a tirade the moment Su Hao entered, behaving like a worried, distraught father.
"How many times have I told you this in the game last time?"
You can't just rely on your youth and mess around like this, playing games all night long. You'll ruin your health sooner or later!
This time, instead of playing games, you've switched to trading forex all night, right?
Your bunch of little brats all know to take turns resting, but you've carried the whole thing from start to finish. Do you think you're made of iron or something?
"Uh... but didn't I make the company a five percent profit?"
Su Hao touched his nose and muttered something under his breath.
"Is this the time to worry about such a small profit? Is five percent more important than your life?"
Huang Fengwen glared at Su Hao, his spittle almost landing on Su Hao's face.
"If you work yourself to death, who will take over your 'top-level' department and this 5 billion yuan mess?"
Listen up, from now on, if you dare to treat your body like an animal again, I'll freeze your foreign exchange account!
Even if you make billions or tens of billions, what's the point if you ruin your health?
Looking at Huang Fengwen's disappointed face, Su Hao felt a warm feeling well up in his heart.
Well, it seems this "chairman" really can't be the kind of heartless capitalist who only cares about money and not people.
If it were any other company boss, seeing how hard he was working, as long as it brought in substantial profits, they would probably want him to work 24/7 without a break, and wouldn't care whether he lived or died.
To be honest, Su Hao was actually a little touched.
"If there's a next time, believe me, I'll just revoke your forex trading privileges!"
Huang Fengwen threatened fiercely, but his tone revealed a hint of concern.
"Understood, Director. I promise it won't happen again."
"I've already told you, when it's just the two of us in private, just call me 'brother.' Calling me 'Director' all the time sounds awkward," Huang Fengwen said irritably.
"Hehe, that won't do. This is the company, after all; there's a hierarchy, and the rules can't be broken. Outside, I'll definitely call you 'brother,' like a true buddy!"
Su Hao laughed and joked.
"You brat..." Huang Fengwen shook his head helplessly, then changed the subject.
"Alright, don't waste your time at the company today. Get out of here and go home to catch up on your sleep!"
Look at your dark circles, they're practically hanging down to your chin!
"Perfect timing, I'm leaving get off work early today too, how about... we walk together? I'll give you a ride home."
Upon hearing this, Su Hao quickly waved his hand, like shaking a rattle drum:
"Oh dear, no, no! I have a lot of things to take care of, so I won't trouble you, Director."
By the way, brother, how are your preparations going for your trip to Saudi Arabia?
"Well, it's almost all settled. Let me tell you, Saudi Arabia is overflowing with oil! They're rolling in money!"
Huang Fengwen's eyes lit up when he mentioned this.
"Moreover, I have received definite information that Saudi Arabia is about to open its securities market to foreign investors for the first time in history!"
That was practically a huge, steaming, and fragrant cake, and I wonder how many hungry wolves were eyeing it.
"Such a big piece of fatty meat, how could I, as the head of the household, not go and smell it myself and take a bite?"
Saudi Arabia, the world's second-largest oil producer, is definitely a big dog.
Thanks to this unique geographical advantage, they have so many US dollars in their hands that they could bury people alive.
However, most of the countries in the Middle East have a problem: they are too conservative and closed off, and they can't keep up with the times.
However, the Saudi government seems to have come to its senses in recent years. In order to further develop the national economy, it has begun to try to shed its previous closed and conservative image and actively seek to open up to the outside world and reform.
One of the major initiatives was to open up the domestic securities market and attract foreign investment.
"Alright, stop worrying about me."
Huang Fengwen patted Su Hao on the shoulder, comforting him.
"I've made thorough preparations this time; I've even brought an entire reinforced platoon of personnel with me..."
Huang Fengwen continued to boast to Su Hao about how thorough and foolproof his preparations for this business trip were, trying to reassure him.
However, at this very moment—
"...?"
Su Hao's pupils suddenly contracted!
'Holy crap?! This...this is...?!'
Just as Huang Fengwen was speaking excitedly and enthusiastically, a terrifying premonition that made his soul tremble was like an invisible giant hand that gripped his heart tightly!
Su Hao felt a sudden blur before his eyes, as if the whole world had lost its color in an instant!
A powerful surge of emotion, almost causing his soul to leave his body, raged wildly within him like a flash flood!
That sudden, irresistible sense of terror made the hairs on his body stand on end!
Almost out of a beastly instinct, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Huang Fengwen's arm tightly!
"Huh? Hey? What... what's gotten into you all of a sudden?!"
Huang Fengwen was startled by his sudden action, and his words caught in his throat, his body trembling involuntarily.
Su Hao's face turned deathly pale in an instant, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
He stared intently at Huang Fengwen, his voice hoarse and distorted with extreme shock and fear:
" Director …no! Brother Huang! Middle East …you…you can…not go?!"