Chapter 34 - The Crazy Financial Game, the Methods of the Future Generations

Chapter 34 The Crazy Financial Game, the Methods of the Future Generations

James didn’t know how Reilo was going to solve the problem. But he had witnessed Reilo’s abilities many times before, as if there was nothing he couldn’t do on the island.

Since that was the case, James couldn’t be bothered with the details. As a person who came to “polish his resume,” 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 department 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, James 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 Departments 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. James 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, James raised an eyebrow, and Shirley was also surprised. James glanced at his watch—12:20. At this time, if they were to continue talking, who knew where it would lead.

James clearly remembered that Reilo was already married, although his wife was not currently on the island. But Shirley’s identity was different—backed by a wealthy American 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.”

James was still complaining in his mind, but to his surprise, Shirley sat back down. This completely left James in a daze, and he opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say. He also had some 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?

James also sat back down.

“I have some connections in the Nanyang region, maybe I can help you.”

Reilo was fully aware of what James 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 Americans, while the British merely 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 mentioned, 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 James’s ears.

In the late-night hours, with alcohol flowing, the two couldn’t help but get drawn in—mesmerized.

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 came 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 James both gasped in shock. At this time, 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 means 260 million in just a month—how are we supposed to pay that?”

James 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 James because he alone couldn’t dictate the Walled City project. While he had spearheaded its redevelopment and secured the initiative, the actual ownership was widely dispersed.

The police force, represented by James, held 50%. The business faction led by Shirley had 20%, and the Three Departments (governmental 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, James was still torn. He even began to regret staying that night and got up to leave.

Once James 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 meetings.

Reilo stayed in the Walled City, personally overseeing the demolition efforts. Large shipping containers had already been brought in and transformed into temporary shelters for the residents.

Although some 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, James decided to go all in—like a gambler. He spent the next few days lobbying the top brass at the police department to support the bond scheme.

“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!?”