Chapter 34 The Crazy Financial Ga, the thods of the Future Generations
Jas didn’t know how Reilo was going to solve the problem. But he had witnessed Reilo’s abilities many tis before, as if there was nothing he couldn’t do on the island.
Since that was the case, Jas couldn’t be bothered with the details. As a person who ca to “polish his resu,” as long as it didn’t involve him in the end, he didn’t care how Reilo handled it.
Wasn’t the reason the police departnt promoted Chinese detectives because of this?
Using Chinese to control Chinese.
If anything went wrong, they could always use them as scapegoats. Since Alo was willing to take responsibility, Jas was happy to stay relaxed. If it got too tough, he would give up on developing the walled city on his own.
Even if the people from the Three Departnts took over the project, they would still have to give him a cut. Although it might be small, it was better than nothing.
“Let’s head back then.”
After the serious discussion, it was already past twelve. Jas stood up, ready to leave. But just then, Reilo suddenly smiled and spoke up, “Miss Shirley, about the food supply from the Nanyang region, I wonder if we can discuss it further.”
As soon as these words were said, Jas raised an eyebrow, and Shirley was also surprised. Jas glanced at his watch—12:20. At this ti, if they were to continue talking, who knew where it would lead.
Jas clearly rembered that Reilo was already married, although his wife was not currently on the island. But Shirley’s identity was different—backed by a wealthy Arican tycoon, she was a true heiress.
She was aloof on the island, and the people she interacted with were figures like Mr. He. And here was a Chinese detective…
“Alright.”
Jas was still complaining in his mind, but to his surprise, Shirley sat back down. This completely left Jas in a daze, and he opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say. He also had so feelings for Shirley, or else he wouldn’t have chosen her for the first collaboration.
Introducing Reilo was just a way to treat him like a subordinate.
But now you’re trying to steal my corner?
Jas also sat back down.
“I have so connections in the Nanyang region, maybe I can help you.”
Reilo was fully aware of what Jas was thinking, but he didn’t reject him.
Transporting grain to the mainland was a task where the more help, the better.The current restrictions on the mainland were mainly enforced by the Aricans, while the British rely echoed their stance.
However, if there was profit to be made, the British wouldn’t create too many obstacles.
And since grain wasn’t a dangerous item, it wasn’t on the embargo list.
For bulk commodity trade like this, as long as you had the money, everything could be negotiated. Previously, the system had rebated 200 million; he had over 50 million in cash, and Digit Gang’s assets were worth 100 million.
The rebated funds from the system couldn’t be used directly in Xia Nation, so he used them to support Liu Chen’s expansion and trade lobbying, with the rest invested in redeveloping the Walled City.
The 100 million from Digit Gang and his original cash—he planned to invest that in the Nanyang region. From what Shirley ntioned, Nanyang (which included Thailand) had stockpiled a lot of wheat and rice.
New rice was expensive; old rice was cheap. Just like the previous pharmaceutical shortage, what Xia Nation needed now was a vast quantity of grain, not high-quality fresh stock.
With 150 million HKD, even after deducting tariffs and transportation, it could buy about 400,000 tons of rice.
That amount was barely a drop in the bucket—so small it wouldn’t even make a splash. According to his estimates, at least 10 million tons of rice would be needed to significantly ease the mainland’s food crisis.
Such a large amount couldn’t be sourced from just Thailand—it would require all of Nanyang to participate. So, the 100 million HKD could only be used as seed money—to leverage up!
Turn one hundred million into over three billion!
“Bundle the Walled City project, issue bonds, and speculate in finance.” Reilo’s voice was seductive, ringing in Shirley and Jas’s ears.
In the late-night hours, with alcohol flowing, the two couldn’t help but get drawn in—srized.
Reilo gradually unfolded his blueprint before them, revealing a terrifying financial ladder.
More importantly, every step of his plan was entirely feasible. But ultimately, it all ca back to the first step.
“First phase: issue 200 million HKD in bonds, one-month term, with a return rate of 30%!”
Reilo held up three fingers. Shirley and Jas both gasped in shock. At this ti, Hong Kong’s financial system was still in its infancy, with no hard cap on bond yields.
And few bonds were being issued—most corporations and banks focused on cash flow. A one-month bond promising 30% returns would definitely be snatched up instantly.
“You’re crazy!”
“That ans 260 million in just a month—how are we supposed to pay that?”
Jas clutched at his hair, staring at Reilo in disbelief. Shirley’s delicate face was also full of seriousness.
“You don’t have to pay. I will.”
“Just like the trading company back then, I’ll handle the first phase.”
“You two can decide whether to join from the second phase onward.”
Reilo wanted to win over Shirley and Jas because he alone couldn’t dictate the Walled City project. While he had spearheaded its redevelopnt and secured the initiative, the actual ownership was widely dispersed.
The police force, represented by Jas, held 50%. The business faction led by Shirley had 20%, and the Three Departnts (governntal authorities) held another 20%. Reilo’s construction company had only 10%.
He put in the most effort, spent the most money, but got the smallest share—that was the reality of Hong Kong. Even though Reilo guaranteed everything, Jas was still torn. He even began to regret staying that night and got up to leave.
Once Jas was gone, only Reilo and Shirley remained in the mansion. The young rich lady’s eyes, tinged with intoxication, looked at Reilo.
“You’re really bold.”
“Has no one ever told you that in this state, you’re incredibly attractive?”
Drunk, in a suggestive atmosphere.
Reilo leaned back on the soft sofa, arms open, gazing at the alluring beauty.
“I’m not even being that bold yet. I can be bolder.”
“Oh~?”
A night of passion followed.
In the days that followed, all of Hong Kong’s powers—police, businesses, banks—were holding constant etings.
Reilo stayed in the Walled City, personally overseeing the demolition efforts. Large shipping containers had already been brought in and transford into temporary shelters for the residents.
Although so newspapers criticized this as inhumane, it didn’t cause any real backlash. Because the Walled City residents living in those containers simply didn’t care.
The day after that night, Shirley left for Nanyang. Reilo sent her to investigate exactly how much grain the entire Nanyang region could provide.
After cooling down for one night, Jas decided to go all in—like a gambler. He spent the next few days lobbying the top brass at the police departnt to support the bond sche.
“There’s no risk! We’re not even putting money in for the first round!”
“If things go south later, just take Reilo’s shares to cover it!”
“The damn money’s already in our mouths—don’t you know how to open up and take it!?”
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