Vol 2 Chapter 63: Help?

In the khaki yard, Shen Jiannan was sitting on the gate pier with a satellite phone.
Gate pier, stone column.
Thirty centimeters high, smooth and strong.
Not far away, an old rooster was chasing several old hens, chattering with feathers all over the floor.
"Thomas. I need you to determine two hundred identities."
"Two hundred identities? Thai?"
"Yes. From the perspective of capital inflows in Thailand, the real estate industry in Thailand is bound to be pushed up, and we need to allocate sufficient Thai baht assets."
"..."
Shen Jiannan said with a smile, but his eyes were extremely sinister.
The drastic changes in Eastern Europe are an opportunity for the Asian market. With the collapse of the Soviet Union, the NATO camp is experiencing rifts, which has caused loopholes in the NATO alliance currency system. With neon's self-restraint, global capital is forced to flow into the Asian market. .
This is undoubtedly a huge opportunity, and ASEAN countries have also seized this opportunity perfectly. The continued growth of the Thai market and the Southeast Asian market is the best evidence.
But as a threat, Shen Jiannan knew very well that this apparent opportunity was actually a pit.
It's like grazing, and it's like a Zerg.
The expansion of ASEAN is basically to die.
Later, when global capital dared to attack Southeast Asian countries, it was nothing more than to spot this.
If in the future they find that there is also a pit behind this, it will be particularly interesting.
"House? Boss, do you mean the allocation of housing assets? Boss, I don't think Thailand can provide enough funds. At present, the funds we can use are very limited, and we need 100 million US dollars to erect barriers."
Not enough money.
But what is the problem with Qian Te?
"Thomas. Money, it's not a problem. The bank will give us enough support, what do you think?"
Banks are not philanthropists.
Sending umbrellas on sunny days and closing umbrellas on rainy days are the basic innate risk control of the banking industry. For banks to provide sufficient support, large-scale asset mortgages must be required first.
Thomas has been immersed in the financial industry for a long time.
"Boss. You mean we buy a house and get a mortgage?"
"What do you think of this idea."
"Boss. I have to remind you that this is a very bad approach. The Bank of Thailand raised interest rates again last week to attract global capital inflows. At present, the central bank's benchmark interest rate has reached 6 percent, and the commercial bank loan rate has risen to percent. 8.5. I think even if housing prices increase, the annual increase will hardly exceed 6%.
Boss, this is a very uneconomical business. "
You really think I want to fry the house.
As a real estate speculator, Shen Jiannan has no interest. I really want to talk about the potential of housing appreciation. There is no Chinese housing market in the world that has more potential.
Just need it!
1.4 billion demographic dividend, what a huge number.
"Thomas. Trust me, it must be worth the money."
"..."
Hanging up the phone, the sinister color in Shen Jiannan's eyes diminished, and he glanced at it subconsciously when he felt a look.
It's Shen Yimei.
Although he was washing his clothes, his eyes floated to Shen Jiannan without knowing why.
In an instant, the eyes of the two met. Yesterday, the honest girl blushed, like a little thief who was caught stealing.
"Brother. Do you think Huahai will admit me."
puff!
Shen Jiannan laughed.
Such a lame excuse can be regarded as embarrassing to my sister.
Shen Jiannan's scumbag is nothing but mind-reading.
This servant didn't reveal it, and smiled casually.
"It will definitely be admitted."
"Really? But I feel that I didn't perform well in this exam. I don't know if it will work."
"Why do you want to go to Huahai University?"
At a sudden turn, Shen Yimei seemed to be stepped on her tail, and the clothes she was about to put up fell to the ground. .
She used to think that if she was admitted to Huahai, she could be with her brother every day, be her own teacher, and meet every day. That would be great.
Now, everything is in vain.
My brother must have asked this on purpose.
Rolling her eyes towards Shen Jiannan, Shen Yimei hummingly picked up her clothes and began to rinse.
In the backyard, Li Xiuyue walked to the hall after feeding the cows, saw the situation outside, smiled and walked back.
In her heart, she regarded Shen Yimei as her biological daughter, and now the two are reconciled again. As a mother, what else can she ask for.
"Aunt Yue."
A shout suddenly came from outside the courtyard wall.
Two middle-aged people arrived, the village party secretary and the local security guard who I saw yesterday. The secretary held a pipe pot, and the local security officer hurriedly handed cigarettes to Shen Jiannan when he entered the door.
The affectionate look, like he is the biggest in the village.
Shen Jiannan laughed and laughed.
This college student is really like the ancient Juren master.
Shen Jiannan took the cigarettes, took out the cigarettes in his pocket and passed them one by one, with a lovely smile and a simple and honest look.
But this boy's eyes kept flickering.
Going to the door to pass cigarettes, this is definitely asking people, if you borrow money, I'm sorry, no.
Hearing the movement in the courtyard, Li Xiuyue patted her clothes covered with bran, pretending to have just heard and walked out.
"Gawa, second uncle. What's the matter, come sit in the house and say."
"I'm not busy, I'm not busy. It's okay, I just want to ask college students if I can help."
Shen Jiannan's eyes narrowed.
In an instant, she exchanged a glance with Li Xiuyue.
It seemed that it was because of the blood connection, suddenly there was a feeling of mother and child connecting the heart.
After taking the conversation, Shen Jiannan smiled.
"Sit in the two rooms, plums, and make some tea."
A group of people then entered the house.
Smoking cigarettes, drinking tea, and talking nonsense.
The two who came did not take the initiative to speak, and Shen Jiannan didn't mean to speak.
Originally, I planned to recognize my relatives, build the house at home, and send some money every year in the future, which is considered to be doing my duty. Now, I still have to pick up people to be safe.
Min does not fight with officials.
Growing up in the countryside, Shen Yimei was still a little nervous about the biggest official in the village. Seeing that the two were obviously in trouble, she looked at Shen Jiannan with some worry.
Shen Jiannan winked back and pressed her hand.
The two village officials dared to rebel.
Finally, the two who came could not sit still.
You look at me, I look at you.
Finally, the village party secretary Shen Hongshan spoke up.
"College student. You are an educated person. You have seen the world and know a lot. Can you see if there is a way to make a living for the whole village? In recent years, we have been droughts and floods. After paying the withdrawal funds, every household has nothing. Grain..."
No sound.
While talking ~EbookFREE.me~ the village party secretary dropped his head and looked down at the pipe pot in his hand.
Shen Jiannan couldn't keep up with it.
What's this, what's the matter, what's my business?
"Boss. If you have a way, just talk about it. In the past few years, the big guys have really had a hard time. Once the money is left, the leftover food is simply not enough."
Li Xiuyue spoke.
When he spoke, Shen Jiannan raised his eyebrows subconsciously.
Suddenly, the room became quiet.
The mother and son took a look, and Shen Jiannan's heart was instantly clear.
If you can help, just help, if you can't help, let's not force it.
Help or not?