I'm reborn and I'm an international student again?

"Acting? What do you mean by that?" Zhou Sheng frowned.

"The game between countries always involves burning money. What happens when the money runs out? Don't we have to find other ways to make money? It's not like it hasn't happened in history. Take the famous examples from recent decades, like Izumi Kosei of South Korea and Roosevelt of the United States. When they ran out of money, they just went and minted capitalist gold coins..." Chen Xi picked up a piece of food and said casually.

"What does that have to do with us? I'm not a capitalist. Compared to those tycoons, my business is just like a fish ball vendor on the street." Zhou Sheng shook his head.

"Yes, we're not capitalists. We're at most entrepreneurs... The only ones who can truly be considered capitalists are banks, state-owned enterprises, and certain monopolistic platforms. But ultimately, platforms and entrepreneurs are just working for banks. Banks and state-owned enterprises are definitely untouchable, so the targets for extorting gold coins are the entrepreneurs running platforms. Given the current level of independent thinking among most people, they can just find a mistake and expect to get their gold coins extorted. Others will probably applaud when they see this news, saying that the guys who exploit them have finally been dealt with."

"So, will the economy improve in the future?" Zhou Sheng, who runs a platform, naturally wanted to protect his own interests. He scoffed after hearing this.

"Who knows? Judging from the past of South Korea and the United States, their economies seem to have taken off. However, national circumstances are different, so it's hard to make a judgment." Chen Xi thought for a moment and didn't say anything to provoke the other party.

"That's interesting. So your idea is to play the coward if you can't beat them?" Zhou Sheng's mind raced.

"Not entirely. I might have to secretly stab myself a couple of times to bleed myself out, and tell everyone I'm out of blood to draw, so you can come back another day." Chen Xi thought about the practices of some bosses in his previous life.

Some people even smear feces on themselves to ruin their personal reputation and try every means to save their lives.

"Hahaha."

Zhou Sheng laughed when he saw his funny expression.

"So do you think this is a good thing?" he asked again.

"I don't know. Although we both grew up with Western education, I personally think that collectivism is better in some places. I don't agree with egalitarianism. It's possible, but you have to be careful how you do it. For example, if a boss punishes employees by deducting their bonuses for the year, but the boss's son is the vice president, if you exclude your son, then everyone else will definitely have objections. Back when Zhu Yuanzhang dealt with the Huaihe River nobility, he didn't even protect his own people. You know what I mean? Just kidding, hehe." Chen Xi said with a wink.

Zhou Sheng's lips twitched, then he looked at the night view outside the window: "How do you think your new mother-in-law has developed in the past two years?"

"not bad!"

"What if I told you that this year is the slowest GDP growth in the past decade, at only 1.1%?"

“Nowadays, some places like to pursue impressive economic data, which are even used as performance indicators for managers. Putting aside GDP, in terms of capital and wealth, Xinjiapo can be described as making rapid progress. It is a safe haven for trade between major powers and a subtle shift in the center of Asian finance…” Chen Xi, who had stayed in Xinjiapo for a long time in his previous life, was quite familiar with the place.

For various reasons, a large number of family offices and high-end wealth management clients in Hong Kong opened accounts here in a short period of time. Many funds, fearing sanctions or seeking neutrality, flooded in, treating it as a safe haven for their assets. The new parent company seized the opportunity, directly attracting a large number of investors, much like the route taken by Switzerland in its early days.

However, Chen Xi thought it was nothing special; a small country is still a small country. If the new mother-in-law wanted to survive and develop, she could only be like South Korea, constantly swaying between those behemoths.

“Hmm, what you just said gave me some inspiration. But this logistics war still has to be fought; Huodudu won’t give up such a big cake in the mainland!” Zhou Sheng picked up his glass and clinked it with Chen Xi’s, then looked at the employees next to him.

The two groups of people at the dinner table were strangers to each other, but they both had great news to share today, and both were in the financial field, so they chatted enthusiastically.

"Good luck! I hope Mr. Zhou can become a socially responsible entrepreneur, instead of a capitalist who only cares about making money and grabbing territory, and doesn't know how to give back to society." Chen Xi smiled and downed his beer.

"I hope you feel the same way." Zhou Sheng also downed his drink in one gulp.

Two gamblers who once played cards at the same table have become friends tonight, chatting about business, national affairs, and the future.

This whole thing seems absurd, but in this slightly tipsy atmosphere, they're like two bandits who've washed their hands and are ready to go ashore, seriously studying how to add a brick to the world.

Meanwhile, on the other side, General Manager Zhu slipped out of the hotel after getting rid of the crowd.

Wang Xianqi followed him like a robot.

Today's events happened so suddenly that he can't process them at all.

Is there really a problem with this 3X platform?
Even now, Wang Xianqi still refuses to believe it.

"Phew, don't overthink it. I've just figured out what's going on. Our system was hacked; it wasn't a technical issue at all," said General Manager Zhu, panting heavily as he walked ahead.

He had noticed long ago that something was off about Wang Xianqi's expression.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xianqi's eyes immediately lit up: "Really? I knew it."

"Let's not talk about that now, I need to go to Malaysia." Mr. Zhu glanced at his phone; the car he had called would be arriving soon.

The Malay woman and the new mother-in-law are inseparable; once they get in the car, they cross the line in no time.

At that moment, the phone lit up again, and it still showed Mr. Yang's name.

He couldn't answer the phone, of course; Mr. Zhu glanced at it and then put it in his pocket.

"What about me?" Wang Xianqi was a little confused because General Manager Zhu had just said "I want to go to Malaysia" instead of "We are going to Malaysia".

“You can come with the people from the technical department. I’ll arrange for them to pick you up later…” General Manager Zhu hesitated for a moment before speaking. In fact, he hadn’t even considered this issue at all.

Wang Xianqi didn't say much, but nodded.

He used to study at his new mother-in-law's house, so he's quite familiar with the area.

Soon, a car pulled up to the side of the road. General Manager Zhu gave Wang Xianqi a few instructions and got into the car.

I had barely sat down when my phone vibrated again.

"Hello, Mr. Yang! I was in a meeting just now, sorry, sorry!" Mr. Zhu picked up the phone and put on a smiling face.

"Fuck you! I called you so many times, I thought you'd run off with my money!" The person on the other end of the phone cursed.

If Wang Xianqi were there, he would definitely recognize the speaker; it was his junior high school classmate, Yang Dan.

"How could that be? Don't worry, the money's with me." "I'm telling you, transfer the money to my account by tomorrow. If even a penny is missing, you're dead!" Yang Dan warned him fiercely.

"Understood, understood," Mr. Zhu assured him repeatedly. After hanging up, he started dialing Thomas's number, but no one answered.

What he didn't know was that this world was truly wondrous.

Yang Dan's money included funds from Shancheng Financial Company, and Shancheng Financial Company's funds were mixed with money from some loan companies in Rongcheng.

The money for these loan companies was provided by Rongcheng and Qinhuai Banks, and these funds from Rongcheng and Qinhuai Banks were mixed with funds from Southeast Asian banks such as the Malaysian National Bank.

As for where the funds for Southeast Asian banks come from...

The money went around in circles and ended up back in Southeast Asia, only magnified several times over. It's like a small snowball rolling on a ski slope and becoming a big snowball.

However, this group originally intended to make money in mainland China and then transfer it abroad by snowballing their profits, but Chen Xi and Zhou Sheng intercepted their plans and transferred the money back to mainland China.

HK.

"You must have made a lot of money from this kimchi coin crisis. I suppose your position as chairman should be secure now." Thomas said, sitting on the hotel sofa and smoking.

He already knew about what had happened to his new mother-in-law, and although the loss was significant, he didn't care at all. This amount of money was nothing compared to his future plans.

“There are two other matches.” Linxi replied casually.

He did indeed profit a lot from this cryptocurrency crisis. The Hong Kong financial institutions he contacted had deep connections with banks and Wall Street figures. In addition, Thomas used Korean products to conduct large-scale transactions, and the total amount added up was truly astonishing.

"Say what you want to say." Linxi knew there was no such thing as a free lunch.

"Now the association's network spans the globe. In addition to overseas students and returnees, we also cooperate with other chambers of commerce and departments. Now that the standard of living in China has improved, many overseas people are homesick and want to return to spend their retirement years. However, even if they can bring back the funds they have accumulated abroad, they will have to pay a lot of taxes. For a long time, the safest and most reliable way has been to transfer funds through cross-border trade..." Thomas rubbed his hands together.

“I’ve only ever seen people who want to take money abroad, I’ve never seen anyone who wants to bring money back from abroad,” Linxi said with a smile.

“The regimes in many regions are unstable right now, like in Africa. Their currencies fluctuate wildly every day, and they could become worthless any day. Naturally, some businessmen don’t want to leave their money there…” Thomas explained.

Linxi didn't say anything after hearing this, because what she said seemed to make some sense.

“We are engaged in traditional trade, which is legal and compliant. I hope the association can invest heavily in this area in the future…”

"Why are you so eager to do this? What are your personal motives?" Linxi took a sip of water.

"Of course, I'd like you to give me a position and put me in charge of these projects. As a mid-level manager, I can earn a considerable amount of money from them. Of course, I certainly won't take all of it, since the majority goes to the association. Don't worry, every brokerage contract will be documented," Thomas assured him.

This explanation makes much more sense, and Linxi's suspicions immediately subsided.

Using foreign trade as a pretext to transfer funds has been a common practice over the years, and Linxi didn't think much of it. Besides, Thomas had helped her this time, so she didn't refuse.

"I heard Xu Yun has made a lot of money. Can I beat her?" Lin Xi asked, turning her head.

"With that woman's brains, how much money could she possibly make? I think you should focus your attention on the other side." Thomas naturally wouldn't mention that he was betting on both sides; he could only pretend to be clueless.

“That’s true.” Linxi nodded in agreement.

Thomas secretly narrowed his eyes. He thought Linxi wouldn't agree to his conditions, but he didn't expect her to do it so easily.

Come to think of it, the Overseas Returnees Association is now a massive global organization. Once you become the president, you can make money endlessly with just a few clicks.

Unfortunately, Linxi, sitting in this position, never thought about this aspect at all; she's just occupying the position without doing anything.

A few days later.

A major news story in China suddenly became a trending topic.

Dadao Group announced that it will start manufacturing cars in one month.

From holding a board meeting to starting construction on the car, it only took a month—a truly astonishing feat on a global scale. Many people believe this is fake news, since many companies announce a project and then disappear without a trace.

The most representative example is Jia Yueting, who has been building cars for so long and still hasn't started mass production.

Another question arises: Dadao Group had no prior experience in the car manufacturing industry, so where did their technology come from?

The Dadao Group told reporters that the group had spent a lot of money to recruit high-end talents with experience working in major global automakers.

Everyone was shocked by these words.

However, the most shocked were the CEOs of other new energy vehicle companies.

They were just discussing how to deal with others in Duan Yixiong's office, and now he's directly announced that he's going to start manufacturing cars.

However, none of that is the key point. The key point is that many of the company's top technical talents have chosen to leave. It's obvious what's going on.

One second they were mocking others for building cars without the technology, and the next second their own donkey disappeared. It's a blatant slap in the face!

What's even more problematic is that these CEOs, after calming down, discovered another issue.

Why did this happen?
That's because there's a traitor among them.

The first suspect was naturally Li Weibin, since Dadao Group was one of their company's shareholders. (End of Chapter)