Teaching the Dragon Nation Elder Council, the pressure was simply not something ordinary people could bear.
Sha Bao Yu, who had always been fearless, was also uneasy, but more importantly, he felt the weightless responsibility on his shoulders.
Two years later, in 1997, the same group of international speculators became greedy again, setting their sights on the Asian financial markets.
Starting with the Thai baht, the Philippine peso, Indonesian rupiah, and Malaysian ringgit were successively targeted by international speculators.
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In just two months, all Southeast Asian countries gave up resisting, and decades of accumulated wealth were plundered.
This financial crisis then spread to the entire Asian market.
South Korea and even Russia were all unable to escape.
Only Hong Kong, backed by the support of the Dragon Nation, was able to avoid disaster.
However, the economy regressed for two decades, and the economic loss reached a staggering 2.2 trillion Hong Kong dollars.
Sha Bao Yu felt that if he could take advantage of this opportunity and replicate the British pound attack, he could let the Dragon Nation government understand the financial tactics commonly used by international speculators in advance.
Perhaps two years later, such a massive loss could be avoided.
The financial systems of some Asian countries have serious shortcomings and loopholes.
Such as weak supervision, lack of transparency, insufficient information disclosure, bad loans in the banking and business sectors, asset bubbles, excessive leverage, and crony capitalism.
In the wave of financial liberalization, they were like a piece of fat, inevitably triggering the greed of international speculators.
In Sha Bao Yu's opinion, the Asian financial crisis was inevitable.
But as the saying goes, "when two tigers fight, the one who benefits is the fisherman."
Sha Bao Yu had also been waiting for this opportunity.
Heaven gives, but one must seize it; Heaven takes, but one must endure it.
Asian money could not all be taken by those blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigners.
Adjacent to Chengtian Gate, a nine-story building was brightly lit.
Yanjing Club, the most prestigious private club in the capital.
And its owners were the renowned couple Zhong Yue Min and Zhou Xiao Bai, the children of the capital's elite.
Having a sip of pu-erh tea at Yanjing Club was considered a rite of passage in the capital's circle of affluent young people.
Many people racked their brains and tried every means to get a membership at Yanjing Club.
"Young Master Hu, you've arrived."
Having a sip of pu-erh tea at Yanjing Club every night had become an indispensable habit for Hu Chang Heng.
However, this address of "Young Master Hu" made him frown, immediately turning cold and looking at the unfamiliar middle-aged man with displeasure.
"What Young Master Hu, Young Master Hu, it's Secretary Hu, understand?"
A young scion next to him was startled and hurriedly apologized to the middle-aged man.
"Don't bring such people here in the future. They just lower everyone's standards."
After saying that, Hu Chang Heng turned around with a stern face and stepped into Yanjing Club.
As Hu Chang Qing's grandson and Hu Yong Lai's eldest son, it was not wrong to call him Young Master Hu.
But it was common knowledge in the capital that Hu Chang Heng hated the address of Young Master Hu the most.
Just like how he used to like wearing jeans and drinking hard liquor.
Now he always wore an administrative jacket and drank aged pu-erh.
He wanted others to remember his current identity, the secretary of the Western Garden Secretariat of the Dragon Nation's power center.
This address of "Secretary Hu" represented his bright future.
Entering Yanjing Club, he went straight to the exclusive seat in the center of the hall.
He didn't like the quiet atmosphere of the private rooms. He preferred the authentic human touch of the hall.
In his opinion, being approachable was just like that.
Then, amidst envious and respectful gazes, he slowly savored the pu-erh tea at the perfect temperature, feeling inexplicably comfortable and content.
When Hu Chang Heng appeared, the voices of the young scions in the hall unconsciously softened.
Everyone knew that Secretary Hu liked quiet and couldn't stand noise.
A smug smile appeared on Hu Chang Heng's lips.
This feeling of everyone having to look at his face was simply too wonderful.
However, Yanjing Club was a bit special today compared to the past.
The couple Zhong Yue Min and Zhou Xiao Bai were actually there.
Considering their unusual identities, Hu Chang Heng felt that he should go over and greet them.
"Boss Zhong, Boss Zhou, it's rare to see you two together at this time."
"Oh! It's Young Master Hu, what a coincidence."
Damn it.
Hu Chang Heng felt a headache as soon as he heard the words "Young Master Hu."
"Boss Zhong, Boss Zhou, please call me Secretary Hu from now on."
Zhong Yue Min's eyebrows twitched, and he looked at Hu Chang Heng with a mischievous smile.
"Young Master Hu, you are really dedicated to your job.
People always say that you should address someone by their position at work, but didn't expect that you also like addressing by position after work?"
This single sentence made Hu Chang Heng blush, but he was helpless.
"Boss Zhong, your mouth…"
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