Chapter 76 1 The princes are afraid when they are angry, and the world is quiet when they live in pe

Chapter 76 1 The princes are afraid when they are angry, and the world is quiet when they live in pe

Chapter 76: When one is angry, the princes are afraid; when one lives in peace, the world is quiet
In the lens.

What a sumptuous breakfast, totally at the level of a seven-star hotel.

These are all what Du Pan had explained.

Even if Yun Mo doesn't want to eat it, he still has to do it.

"Fuck, I'm crying, this is the boss's breakfast?"

"What former big boss? He still lives the life of a big boss, right? And I still have to go out early and come back late to carry bricks!"

"At the end of the story, the old man told the last legendary story of his life, and then walked slowly towards the Rolls-Royce, and the car disappeared from my sight?"

"Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard!"

The live broadcast continued. After Yun Mo finished his breakfast, he saw the bottle of Moutai on the coffee table. "Why is this wine still here? Who wants to drink it? Just throw it away."

Zhao Xiaoguang saw and heard it.

A bit autistic.

Yun Feifei hurriedly said, "No, it's worth millions of dollars. It's okay if you don't want to drink it. Don't throw it away. After all, it's Zhao Xiaoguang's good intention."

"Oh, those guys who came yesterday?" Yun Mo snorted, "Those guys, do they think I've never seen the world? They speak without thinking, and come to show off in front of me? Are they here to visit me or to annoy me? I have met so many outstanding people in the world, and no one can compare to me. If you were a dragon, I would recognize you at a glance, and there is no need to deliberately show off. As soon as they walked in yesterday, I could see their upbringing."

Yun Mo continued, "First of all, it is not right to drive such a nice car to visit an elder. It's a bit of a show of not understanding the ways of the world. You say they are second-generation rich? I have seen too many nobles, and the sons of warlords and consortiums are also everywhere, but they are much more educated than them. A true noble is not the world revolving around you, but you revolve around the world. Only when you revolve around the world, everyone will revolve around you. They are mutual! Do you know the meaning of Tai Chi Bagua? That is symbiosis. No matter how the Tai Chi black and white in the middle rotates, it maintains symbiosis with the two yin and yang, the four images, and all things."

Yun Feifei nodded. "So when you do something that revolves around the whole world, you will become the person that the whole world revolves around you? For example, the emperors in the past put the people first, instead of expecting the people of the world to serve them and revolve around them?"

Yun Mo nodded with satisfaction. This was his descendant. There was nothing wrong with his comprehension.

At Zhao Xiaoguang's home, he heard Yun Mo's teachings.

I suddenly realized what was happening and burst into tears.

"King, can watching a live broadcast make you cry? Those live broadcasts on the Internet are nothing but some scripts." Zhao Gang immediately complained when he saw his son's strange behavior.

"Dad, I was watching the live broadcast of that old man. Come and take a look. Do you know this old man Yun?" Zhao Xiaoguang said.

"Oh? That old man?" Zhao Gang immediately became interested and looked towards the live broadcast room, but he didn't know Yun Mo at all.

When Mr. Zhao heard that it was the old man who served the tea, he also became interested.

He stood up from the sofa and looked at his grandson’s live broadcast room on his mobile phone.

Zhao Xiaoguang said, "Grandpa, you and dad can watch it. I'll go wash up first."

But Mr. Zhao did not answer his grandson's words, but was attracted by the crutch in Yun Mo's hand in the live broadcast room.

"I seem to have seen this crutch somewhere?" Mr. Zhao began to think.

Zhao Gang said, "Isn't it just a cane? It looks impressive, but it doesn't mean anything."

Mr. Zhao said, "You don't understand. I really think I have seen such a design somewhere before."

Mr. Zhao stared at the cane in the live broadcast room and thought for a while, then suddenly slapped the table, "I know, I remember now, Xiaogang, do you still remember the logos of some consortiums and chambers of commerce when the Xiayi Chamber of Commerce holds it every year?"

Zhao Gang was speechless and said, "There are so many Xia-American financial groups around the world, such as those in Shanghai, Hong Kong, Southeast Asia, Europe, and the big tigers. Which one are you talking about?"

Mr. Zhao glared at his son and said, "Of course it's the organizer. The only one responsible for hosting each session is the old Xiayi Financial Group!"

"Is it the oldest Xia-born financial group?" Zhao Gang became curious.

"Yes." Mr. Zhao nodded and said, "When I first started doing business, I obtained a membership badge of the Xiayi Consortium. Go to the safe and take out the badge for me."

Zhao Gang nodded, and a few minutes later, he found a very old box from his father's safe. "Dad, you still keep it after all these years?" Zhao Gang complained.

"Can I not keep it? Without the financial support from the consortium, would I have had the funds to start my business? Do you think this badge is easy to get? Back then, this thing needed approval. Your father studied abroad and had connections with overseas consortiums. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to get the badge."

After Mr. Zhao finished speaking, he opened the box.

Took out this badge.

The emblem on the badge is the logo of the consortium, which is a cane.

The badge also has a certificate, and the cover of the certificate is also a cane icon.

"Look, does it look like the crutch in the live broadcast room?" said Mr. Zhao.

"You know what, it's true!" Zhao Gang said, and asked, "But father, what does this mean? This old man is indeed very powerful, but at most he is just an old member of the Xiayi Financial Group, right?"

Old Master Zhao sneered, "A member of the old consortium? How dare you say that? But it's normal that you haven't experienced it. You haven't attended the annual conference, so naturally you can't meet some veteran consortium members, but I want to tell you, don't underestimate the Xiayi Consortium. They dare to use this name, and they can challenge the old European and big tiger Rothschild family, so they naturally have the background and ability."

"Like us, there are financial groups in Shanghai, Beijing, Hong Kong, etc. But which financial group can be recognized by financial organizations all over the world?" said Mr. Zhao. "There is only one financial group that can be recognized and approved by the ancient financial groups, or even respected."

Mr. Zhao continued, "Let me tell you, the situation in Daxia is different, so when they went to the West to develop, they were able to protect the wealthy people who left the country and ensure that they could develop smoothly overseas. Even before they went overseas, those wealthy people were supported by old financial groups. Do you think that those overseas Chinese in the West in the early days were able to thrive without backers?
Even though black people are barely considered half native, they are all in such a miserable state, but people from Daxia can go there and get gilded in batches? That is because they are so large that they can help in batches.

Although your father has such a large scale now, he is just an ordinary member of the Xiayi Consortium at the headquarters. At most, he is a member of the board of directors of the Magic City branch. Li Chaoren has worked for a lifetime and was promoted to director after retirement.

Let me put it this way, if this old man is really one of the core members of the consortium, then it would be a big deal.

Back then, the core of the consortium consisted of twelve directors, and one director was responsible for the financial affairs of a region.

Suppose you are in charge of Daxia.

When you were just starting to innovate, where did you get the money?

From that time to now, many large groups in Daxia have the shadow of regional directors' investment behind them.

If that kind of energy were placed in the present moment, could you feel its power?

Guess how many connections and financial resources these core members have?"

Zhao Gang was completely stunned by his father's words.

"You have no idea, right?" Old Master Zhao laughed contemptuously. "Then let me tell you bluntly. The ability of a regional director in the old days can completely affect the financial and stock market system of a region. In other words, it is like in ancient times, when one is angry, the princes are afraid, and when one lives in peace, the whole world is at peace!"

Some people still naively think?
What's the point of having money? Isn't it just being manipulated by those in power?

But in fact, it is not like that. When you have enough money, everything is different.

Unless you are such an idiot that you just pile up money and do nothing else?

But is it possible? When you have money, all those things come with it.

The reason why you, a “rich” person, will be targeted or taken down by “power” is because you have not yet grown into such a system.

For example, the company created by Mr. Zhao is only worth hundreds of billions of dollars. To put it bluntly, isn't it just 10 to 20 billion US dollars? And the cash flow that can be mobilized is limited.

For a region, this amount of money is just a grain of rice in a bowl of rice.

If one were to manipulate the stock market of an entire region, the funds that would need to be mobilized would be at least hundreds of billions of U.S. dollars, and at most trillions of U.S. dollars.

"Dad, after all that, you're just guessing at this person's identity. Maybe the cane is just a coincidence?" Zhao Gang laughed. "Look how nervous I am."

(End of this chapter)