Today's Bangkok is destined to be a lively night. Not only did the Prime Minister and the Minister of Finance and other senior officials visit King Mala IX overnight to discuss countermeasures for the Thai stock market, but they did not leave after 12 o'clock; and Li Qing'an was not idle either. After talking with Zhou Ming Mala IX, he was contacting other Chinese business families and some business friends with good relationships all night.

They all worked very hard, but they all understood that they were just doing their best, because if Robinson would start selling the next day as Zhou Ming expected, no matter how hard they tried, they would not convince those idiots.

In addition to them, the other idiots in Bangkok also spontaneously gathered together to hold their small meeting.

There is a very British-style building in the old town of Chinatown, which is the old house of the Zheng family, the leader of Thai Chinese business.

Although the Zheng family in Thailand also has a surname of Zheng, they have little to do with the Zheng family of the forty-eight surnames in Nanyang, and they even despise the pirates there because they are the Emperor of the Zheng family worshipped in the Zhengwang Temple.

The layout of the Zheng family’s lobby is very scented with the Liangshan Juyi Hall in Water Margin. A chair is in the center, and two rows of chairs are distributed on both sides.

Zheng Xin is the head of the Zheng family of this generation. He was sitting upright on the only chair in the center. Other important members of the family and friends of the Chinese merchant family who were invited were sitting on both sides. Zheng Xin sat there, his fingers gently tapping the handrail. Listening to the people in front of him, he said their thoughts first. This is his habit, so that he can grasp the overall situation and control everything.

"Do we really care about anything? The fluctuation in the last half hour of the stock market today is obviously a large amount of funds entering the market. Combined with the interview with the chairman of Stanley Bank on the radio at noon, it was a declaration of war on the Thai stock market!" The old man with white hair and beard sitting on the left said anxiously, obviously he did not agree with their waiting and watching now.

The old man's words were immediately refuted by the middle-aged man opposite: "So what? Whether it is a declaration of war or something, what does it have to do with us? We are just businessmen doing business here, not a royal family in Thailand. This kind of thing should be done by the Mara family!"

The middle-aged man's words resonated with others: "Why should we do it? We are just a small family. Because the previous depreciation of the Thai baht, our industry has been hit hard, and it is very sad now. Why do we still have to take over now?"

"Does we not pay taxes normally or what? When we bullied us, we Chinese merchants were nothing. Now there was a big problem in the stock market, so we thought of asking us to pay to help them withstand the attack of foreign hot money. We can't be so helpless!"

"Didn't Li Qing'an perform very well during this period? When he saw us Chinese businessmen, he wished he could tilt his nostrils to the sky? And Zhou Ming, who came from some unknown place, wasn't he also yelling very well, saying that he could defeat those foreign speculators? Why are they all cowardly now? Just a declaration of war is afraid that they will become like this, and they are still asking us to cooperate with each other? Let them deal with it themselves!"

Faced with this increasingly surging unanimous condemnation, the old man could not say anything, so he could only turn his eyes to Zheng Xin, who was sitting upright.

Zheng Xin coughed gently, then waved his hand to make everyone quiet, and then said: "What everyone said makes sense. Our Chinese businessmen are foreign residents in Thailand. It is not easy to develop here. They have accumulated from generation to generation to now and have gained their current status. We have always been very careful and now is no exception. So we have to take care of the matter in the stock market this time, after all, there is no end to the eggs after being destroyed; but we cannot take care of it immediately, nor can we take care of it all."

After saying this tongue twister-like words, Zheng Xin paused before finally saying: "So this requires a grasp of the situation!"

"I can tell you very responsibly that the situation is far from serious. I don't believe that those international speculators dare to start speculating so much and so anxiously. I don't believe that Mara IX will remain indifferent. Then we just need to wait a while. In just a short period of time, the whole situation will be much better for us. I am very confident!"

Zheng Xin's tone was as confident as his words: "Everyone can go back to bed with confidence and wait for good news!"

...

On the other side, in the Dawn Temple, the leaders of other Thai families are also discussing here.

But what is different from the Zheng family is that Mara IX's cousin Vaya came here with the king's mission, which is also the main reason why they chose the Dawn Temple.

"His Highness Vaya, the country is in trouble now, and we want to help, but we are not able to do so. You know that we are just a small family, and our industry is already very difficult due to the depreciation of the Thai baht before. There is really nothing we can do this time!"

"Yes, look at my account in the Swiss bank. I had hundreds of millions of dollars before, but now it's only a few million. If this continues, I can't even maintain my family's livelihood. How can I still interfere in such a thing? Just spare me!"

"His Highness Vaya, go to the Clan Industrial Zone to see how many factories there are still in progress. I have to pay millions of dollars every day to ensure that my factory starts to the minimum, and that my factory does not go bankrupt. Where can I have extra money to support the stock market!"

"I know that the central bank and the Ministry of Finance still have so many foreign exchange reserves and gold in the vaults. Why can't we stand up to some foreign hot money? You still have to pay for it? You're too much..."

Compared with the Chinese merchant family, the Thai people here are crying hard, saying that their family industry has been affected and miserable in the previous depreciation of the Thai baht, and they are even a little unsuccessful. Some people in turn questioned why Waya had money in the vault and asked them for money.

After all, Waya was not Zhou Ming. He was questioned one after another and couldn't answer at all, so he had to escape in the end.

"I understand, I will explain the situation on your side to His Majesty Marathon IX."

Waya left this sentence and hurriedly left. Seeing Waya leave, the remaining Thais cheered immediately, as if they had fought an exciting victory.

"I actually want to cheat us out of money to enter the stock market. Now who doesn't know that the stock market is a huge pit, why should we fill it out? What about King Mara IX? What about the Chinese people Zhou Ming and Li Qing'an? They are not all very good at playing, but why does it work when it comes to critical moments?"

"Get back quickly, we won't believe you nonsense. Do you really think we are all idiots? Our Thai stock market is so big, it can be defeated with just a little foreign hot money? Is it okay if a three-year-old child doesn't believe it? And those foreigners are just doing it at most!"

"Hurry up and drive out all the foreign hot money, don't play such boring tricks anymore. We are still waiting for the economy to recover and develop back to our industry!"

These people said happily. In the end, like Zheng Xin and other Chinese businessmen, they also discussed how they could use this situation. They all said that they could wait for the royal consortium and foreign hot money to fight for both sides before making money. This is the best.

In this way, the night passed quickly with Mara IX's nervous preparations and the blind faith of these idiots.

The next morning, Zheng Xin, the head of the Zheng family, was listening to opera and having morning tea in the yard. Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps sounded. The old man with white hair and beards walked over quickly yesterday.

Zheng Xin was disturbed and felt very dissatisfied: "Is there anything wrong with the elders of the family? Shouldn't you be following Master Chen to play Tai Chi in the morning? Why are you so anxious to come to me?"

The old man wanted to say something, but Zheng Xin first raised his hand and interrupted him: "Don't worry, let me guess, you won't still want to tell me about the stock market? I have explained that to you a lot yesterday. I don't think that foreign speculators dare to enter the stock market so boldly and suppress the heavyweight stocks so anxiously. Well, even if they dare to do this, they must be insufficient preparation. Then the royal fund of Mala IX is enough to deal with it. Why should we be anxious?"

Zheng Xin finally leaned on the chair: "Yes, I am so confident. You should know that I studied at London Business School. I know what I know about capital operations. More importantly, I also understand the domestic situation in Thailand and the current international situation, so my judgment is absolutely fine..."

The old man's words were always being taken first by Zheng Xin, which made the old man very anxious, but Zheng Xin was the head of the family and he was not easy to interrupt, but he could no longer bear it after hearing Zheng Xin say this.

"Axin, please save first. Turn on the radio and listen carefully to the situation in the stock market. International speculators started selling in the morning, and now the stock market has collapsed to the end!" the old man said loudly.

"You guys, look at what I'm right, it turns out that the stock market is..."

Zheng Xin subconsciously felt confident about what he wanted to say, but then he reacted and widened his eyes: "What are you saying, Mr. Jia? The stock market collapsed?"

The old man nodded heavily, then took the radio on the table to tune the channel to Zheng Xin. The emergency news was indeed the news of the stock market crash.

"Why is this happening to me? This is impossible, it must be fake!" Zheng Xin denied immediately. He was unwilling to accept this reality. Damn he just said so confidently that he was so capable and understood the market more, but he was immediately slapped in the face?

Bang!

The old man slapped Zheng Xin in the face and shouted at him: "Axin, now is not the time to be stubborn. We have to go to King Mara IX immediately, go to Zhou Ming, and ask what's going on!"

Zheng Xin then reacted: "Yes, these damn bastards, what are they doing!"

Then Zheng Xin set out immediately, and Bangkok was already in chaos at this time. He was not the only one who went out in the face and was slapped in the face. There were other Chinese merchants and Thai tribes. They couldn't sit still and went out to the palace and the Li family mansion to ask what was going on!
Chapter completed!