Chapter 301 The No. 1 Diva of Showa
"Mr. Lu, have you received the news? OPEC announced a 5.5% year-on-year production cut for the next quarter."
Ota Ling was impatient and gave Lu Liang A call was made to announce the good news, and the three major indexes were all flying, led by Brent crude oil.
Almost the moment the news was announced, Brent crude oil broke through 60 US dollars per barrel, and a large amount of international hot money poured in.
Oil is known as black gold and the blood of industry. The Middle East is prone to wars all year round because of its rich oil resources.
This market is as famous as gold, and its scale is even greater than London gold.
They made plans in advance. Even if they close their positions at the current price of US$60.52/barrel, they can make a huge profit of more than one billion US dollars.
"More than a billion dollars? Mr. Ohta, it seems that you have invested a lot of money privately."
Lu Liang squinted his eyes. If leverage was not used, the income of more than one billion US dollars would be At least tens of billions of dollars will be spent.
"Mr. Lu, we didn't expect that the market would be so good at the beginning, so we thought that if we only invest 300 million US dollars, it would be a bit of a waste of money."
Rei Ota laughed and admitted openly that not only the venture fund they cooperated invested in, but Sumitomo Mitsui's investment department also participated.
Although they did not sign a contract in black and white, they broke the rules first, so they are willing to use 20% of the net income to apologize.
Lu Liang suddenly said to the barbecue master: "This lantern tastes good, let's grill a few more skewers."
"Lantern?" Ota Ling was confused.
Lu Liang smiled and said: "Mr. Ota, I am having barbecue at the hotel, would you like to come over and have some too?"
At first he only ordered oysters and eels, but suddenly he found a roasted bird lantern, so he ordered a few skewers with the mentality of trying something new.
A little bit of chicken, a little bit of chicken fat, plus two undeveloped eggs, it bursts into pulp in one bite, giving it a unique flavor.
"Okay, I'll be there soon." Ota Ling suddenly realized, took one last look at his account, and hurriedly prepared a car to go to the hotel.
After the call ended, Lu Liang took a sip of beer and said with a smile: "20%, it's really refreshing."
He took a look at the market and found that Brent crude oil had risen to US$63.55. /bucket.
After a while, before Ota Ling came over, Lu Liang received a call from Wen Chao.
They closed the position and sold at the price of 63.42, with the opening price of $52.28.
Using 800 million US dollars and using ten times leverage, we made a profit of 141 million US dollars tonight.
“I understand.”
At this time, Fang Shiyu knocked on the door and came in: “Mr. Lu, Mr. Ota is here.”
Ling Ota's face was full of joy, and he quickly stepped forward and gave Lu Liang a big hug. He looked at him with a look of reverence like a god, full of admiration: "Mr. Lu, I really admire you for your ingenuity."
Arrived at the hotel At that time, they also completed the closing of their positions, making profits of US$120 million and US$1.54 billion respectively.
The former is a venture fund that he cooperates with Lao Ma and Lu Liang, and the latter is the investment arm of Sumitomo Mitsui.
“It was a gamble, but luckily I was right.”
Lu Liang made an understatement, waved his hand to invite Ota Ling to sit down, and poured him a glass of beer: “But I’m timid, so I can’t compete with him. Mr. Ota’s courage.”
With an investment of tens of billions of dollars, if it were him, he would probably think twice about it, and the possibility of him playing a trick cannot be ruled out.
After all, OPEC’s announcement of production cuts for the next quarter is an unexpected event without warning.
If you enter the market rashly and end up with an own goal, you will lose at least 5% of your principal, possibly more.
It is easy to get funds in, but difficult to get out, especially if there is no major news, it is easy to be discovered.
Once discovered, the skin will be peeled off even if you die.
If Lu Liang was the one making the move, he would lurk in advance and then go short, poaching a piece of meat from Sumitomo Mitsui.
Ota Ling smiled: "Fortunately, I also made the right bet."
Lu Liang smiled calmly, raised his glass and said, "Thank you, Mr. Ota, for your trust."
"Mr. Lu, you are serious. It is you who gave us this opportunity."
Ota Ling did not mince his words and said bluntly that the profits are still being calculated and will be delivered tomorrow morning at the latest.
They used US$11.8 billion tonight and made a profit of about US$1.54 billion, 20% of which belonged to Lu Liang.
They can still tell the difference between a full meal and a full meal. The income is 20%, not a penny less.
“We won’t talk about business tonight.”
Lu Liang smiled, well deserved.
Ota Ling squinted his eyes and showed a smile that every man would understand: "We are talking about official business, good things, good wine and good food, how can we not be accompanied by beautiful women."
He was well prepared. He made a phone call and summoned two young girls who were no more than 20 years old.
She is not short, about 165cm tall. Among Sakura women whose average height is only 155cm, she is already considered tall.
One of them has a delicate and pitiful temperament, and is somewhat similar to Akina Nakamori, the No. 1 singer of the Showa era. She bowed and saluted, with a hint of timidity in her eyes: "President Ota, Mr. Lu, hello, my name is Miyuki Sakurada."
The other girl was much more cheerful and enthusiastic, Smiling: "Hello, my name is Matsushima Nanako."
Ling Ota paused slightly and said with a smile: "You guys can show your talents to Mr. Lu."
These two girls were carefully selected, proficient in singing and dancing, and very clean.
The day before yesterday, the night Lu Liang arrived in Tokyo, he should have met with them and had a good and in-depth communication.
However, we didn’t even see each other at that time.
After Lu Liang took a bath, he left without eating.
So tonight, no matter what, they must climb into Lu Liang's bed.
Ling Ota didn’t know about Lu Liang’s plan to leave a way out in Tokyo.
Dongda’s securities laws can only govern domestic matters. If you go abroad, you will have another set of securities laws in the country where you are located.
So from Ota Ling's point of view, Lu Liang was willing to cooperate with them purely because he wanted to make some extra money.
But tonight has given them a taste of the sweetness. He wants to develop a long-term cooperative relationship with Lu Liang.
After thinking about it, I can only use a honey trap.
Ota Lingya knew that the success rate was very low, and there was a high probability that he would not recognize people even if he put on pants. However, even if it made him a little concerned, it would be fine.
It would be great if you accidentally win the lottery. At least Lu Liang will have a home in Tokyo in the future.
"Please wait a moment."
The two girls went to the next room next door to change their clothes and prepare the instruments for the performance.
Lu Liang glanced at Ling Ota and couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Ota, you have taken great pains."
"Mr. Lu, if you are not well received when you come to Tokyo, it will be our dereliction of duty."
Ota Ling's eyes were sincere and sincere, and he was worried that Lu Liang would misunderstand.
They really had nothing else to ask for. If they had to say their purpose, they just wanted Lu Liang to have fun and be comfortable.
"Mr. Ota, you are too polite. Aren't we already our own people? Why should we be so indifferent?" Lu Liang chuckled.
"Yes, yes, we are one of our own." Ling Ota smiled and narrowed his eyes, but then blamed: "Lu Sang, call me Ota."
"Cheers, Ota."
" Cheers.”
After a while, the two young girls changed their clothes, put on their makeup, and walked in through the door.
One green and one white gauze skirt, just like Xiaoqing and Xiaobai from The Legend of White Snake, singing a nice but incomprehensible song.
Lu Liang breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't a geisha dance.
During the Spring Festival holiday, he and Xiao Wang came to Tokyo, and several of them also went to see Sakura’s traditional geisha dance.
I get goosebumps just thinking about it now.
The geisha held a red folding fan in her hand, her weird body movements, and her white face and red lips reminded him of the makeup of a dead person.
I can’t appreciate it either.
Ota Ling has been observing Lu Liang. Compared to the outgoing and cheerful Matsushima Nanako, Lu Liang seems to pay more attention to the introverted and shy Miyuki Sakurada.
“When I saw her for the first time, I seemed to have returned to thirty years ago, the era ruled by Akina-chan.”
Ota Rei’s eyes were full of memories, thirty years ago He was seventeen years old, and the twenty-year-old Akina Nakamori was at the top of her game, sweeping across Asia.
The number one diva and the most beautiful diva in the Showa era was not self-proclaimed by her fans, but recognized by all Asians.
Lu Liang smiled and said: "A gentleman does not take away people's love."
He knew that Ohta was brainwashing him to deepen his impression of Miyuki Sakurada, but he had no contact or experience of that era.
If it’s the young Rosamund Kwan, that’s a different story.
It goes without saying how beautiful it is to win the title of the most beautiful woman in Hong Kong where beauties gathered at that time.
Ota Ling shook his head and said with emotion: "Akina-chan, you can only watch from a distance, and you can't play with it, otherwise the best memories in your heart will be gone."
"Brother Ota, He is also a person of temperament.”
Lu Liang smiled, knowing it was a trick, but he couldn't help but look at it a few more times. Because Sakurada Miyuki was singing Nakamori Akina's "Unbroken Ship", the LCD screen was also playing the MV.
He seems to know why Nakamori Akina is called the number one singer of the Showa era and the head of a majestic multi-billion yen company. When talking about her now, her eyes are still full of the past. recall.
(End of this chapter)