Like South Korea, Russia's problem cannot be solved in just a few days with one or two measures.

Simon just helped to deal with the urgent problem. In the future, Russia also needed to work hard on its own. However, since we took action, we must save favors and give us the convenience. Simon is not stingy.

Long Island, New York.

In a seafront mansion in East Hampton, this is Saturday, August 22.

Tonight is a party that bridges the Westeros system. On the one hand, it is a government negotiation team from Russia, and on the other hand, it is representatives of major hilltops on Wall Street. The main topic is about Russia's solutions to various types of foreign debts totaling US$150 billion.

A huge amount of US$150 billion is inevitable, just like South Korea before, financial institutions with slightly more powerful strength in Europe, America and even Asia are inevitably involved.

In the short term, Russia will definitely not be able to pay it back.

Therefore, a feasible solution must be discussed.

Not only is the debt extension, but major creditors must also actively give certain relief if they want to recover their losses to the greatest extent possible. Otherwise, Russia will give up and there will be nothing.

Just like the large-scale loans to Latin America back then.

It started to deploy in Russia for a long time, and the Westeros system could not be out of the matter. However, speaking of this, most of the investment in the Westeros system in Russia is concentrated in the industrial field, and it is a variety of industries that intend to continue to work hard rather than make quick money. Therefore, it is least affected this time, and basically only the rise and fall of the value on the books, and it will easily rise back in the future.

Party scene.

After chatting with the acting Russian Prime Minister Chernomerkin who came here in person for a while, Simon turned around and saw the B-girls approaching. Seeing Simon, the couple clearly felt guilty in their expressions, but they still took the initiative to greet them.

Simon and the two of them greeted each other briefly, looked around and did not find another target. Perhaps they did not come, so they directly asked the B girl’s husband Mark Shinard, “How much did you lose?”

Mark Shinar glanced at his wife, hesitated a little, and confessed: "About $900 million." He said, and his expression became even more awkward: "We closed our position too early. If we knew that this problem could be solved so quickly, and the margin could be added, at least half of it would be saved."

Both parties are talking about long-term capital management companies.

Simon interfered a little, forcing John Merriwether's long-term capital management team to cut their bond spread positions to avoid systemic risks. John Merriwether was forced to obey, but the long-term capital management company did not stop operating. It happened to be a extreme market event where Russia directly declared a sharp depreciation of the ruble, and, obviously, it was still bet on the wrong direction.

The funding scale of the long-term capital management company is about US$4 billion, and it lost US$900 million. Although the amount is huge, it is within the scope of tolerance. The key is that it did not cause any big trouble this time.

Simon was too lazy to say more, but said to Mark Shinard: "LTCM has nothing to do with me. Here, B has always hoped that you can leave LTCM to help her. Think about it carefully this time. In my opinion, unless you are a person who is born to take risks and intend to take risks to death, you must learn to quit voluntarily after completing a certain accumulation in the financial market."

Mark Shinar looked at the B girl again and nodded seriously.

In fact, everyone in LTCM was also scared this time. If Simon Westeros had not been forced to reduce positions a few months ago, this time, LTCM would definitely lose its position. Moreover, the positions they held would be a major disaster that directly penetrated into a disaster that needed the federal government's intervention in the rescue.

If it does happen, the long-term capital management company team that has been in full swing for nearly twenty years will likely return to before liberation this time.

This was once.

It almost caused a financial disaster to the whole world. While the US government was forced to rescue, one of the long-term capital management companies failed to run away. All the personal assets accumulated for many years were confiscated to compensate for the losses. A group of millions and even billionaires were in a blink of an eye. John Merriwether, who had been dominating Wall Street for many years, never recovered.

After staying at the cocktail party for another half an hour, Simon left and rushed to the nearby residence of Shirley and Miao Miao and his daughter. He greeted him in advance. Zhou Damei brought her cousin to come here in advance.

A night of romantic life.

The next day is August 23, Sunday.

It is already the beginning of autumn, and even on Long Island, the weather is still very hot.

Of course there is no such trouble in the villa with central air conditioning for 24 hours. Shirley got up at around 7 o'clock in the morning, and the beauty Zhou and her cousin were still sleeping soundly.

I went downstairs wearing only a sexy thin skirt.

I asked the waitress, following the sound of the piano, I found the big and small playing piano in the corner of a large living room on the first floor.

Scandaling his daughter, who was leaning directly into the man's arms and blushing face, Shirley came to the piano and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

Simon nodded, then smiled and lowered his head, leaned into the girl's ear and whispered.

When the little girl heard Simon say this, she shrank her neck, then looked at her mother and said in a teasing voice: "Mom was useless last night."

Shirley: "…"

My mind buzzed a few times before I confirmed that my daughter could not see anything last night. It was a man who was teasing her. She glared at someone with no lethality. Sherry, who had a red face, reached out to pinch her daughter's face: "I have no conscience, I'll support you in vain. She actually came to squeeze me for Simon."

Miao Miaojiao smiled and dodged: "What dad asked me to say, I don't understand anything."

Simon let the mother and daughter play for a few words, moved the light little girl in her arms to one leg, patted the other thigh, and said to the woman: "Come on, let's play the piano together."

Shirley wanted to refuse, but hesitated a little, but sat over.

The three people's random six hands naturally couldn't make a good tone. Shirley just randomly looked for topics to divert her attention: "It's already autumn now, I didn't expect it to be so hot recently."

"Dad just told me that this is El Niño." The other side of Miao Miao snatched the words: "Dad also said that the domestic flood is also because of this."

Shirley nodded and remembered another thing: "By the way, Simon, in China, you also know that the floods have caused our National Style Art Fund to launch a targeted rescue project recently. Do you want to see it?"

Simon shook his head, covered his big hands and jumped on the keys, saying casually: "If you think you can do it, don't ask me."

Shirley said: "Then I will pretend you agree."

Simon just nodded slightly again, pretending not to notice the 'me' in the woman's words rather than 'we'.

For the various funds operated by the women around you, regular charity projects will definitely be done. Even if the women quietly transfer the funds to their own pockets, Simon won’t care too much. What he wants is that women have something to do so to avoid making trouble. On the other hand, these charity shells can promote some special projects with corresponding purposes when needed.

Even said that in the long run, these funds can contribute to the wealth inheritance of the Westeros family.

Of course, if a woman completely defeats the fund she is responsible for, Simon will not easily give them a new one to make them mess with. In the future, she will have to blame herself.

...

When Chen Qing brought Lin Zhao and Lin Zhi to East Hampton from Manhattan, it was this morning.

Simon did not arrange work today. After Shirley and a few women got up and had breakfast, he rushed to the Guofeng Art Troupe to watch the dance and entertainment. After more than half a year of preparation, the Guofeng Art Troupe's "Tang Yun" theme dance this year has been basically completed, and another global tour will be launched in September.

Simon is also here to accept the girls' rehearsal results.

The Lin sisters followed Chen Qing into the small theater inside the Guofeng Art Troupe, and were attracted by the scenes on the stage at a glance.

On the stage is a performance base with a large drum-shaped drum-like performance. Nine flying dancers holding various instruments clearly have one foot fixed to the large drum. Accompanied by the classical percussion sound, the dance shows a series of classical paintings with extremely difficult and special beauty.

Chen Qing, who often came here, was not as shocked as the Lin sisters. After entering the door, she went straight to the sofa where her boss was in the middle. She fought like a little girl, squeezed Miao Miao, who was originally in the man's arms, and sat around her boss's neck. Then she remembered to greet her, and deliberately raised her foot and pushed away the beauty Zhou who was originally sitting next to her honestly.

Seeing the girl's appearance of twitching claws, Simon had to suppress her, raised her hand and gave Chen Qing a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "If you want to watch Wu, be obedient, or do you go up and dance one for me?"

"If I have time to learn, I will definitely be better than them," Chen Qing said without any timidity. He pointed to the Lin sisters who finally came to the sofa: "I brought Da Lin and Xiao Lin too."

Simon nodded to the two women.

It was nothing at first, but when I saw the two sisters, I realized that the "big Lin" and "little Lin" in my arms had another meaning.

When he found that his boss had reacted, Chen Qing laughed and kicked the beautiful Zhou next to him farther away, and signaled to the two sisters: "Come here, sit here." As he said that, he saw Lin Zhi coming over first, then raised his feet to stop him: "Da Lin sit here, go to the other side."

Lin Zhi could only sit obediently behind Chen Qing, where Shirley took the initiative to give up.

It seems that there is not much difference between left and right, but because of Chen Qing's side sitting posture, the man obviously pays more attention to the other side, which makes the little girl feel a little aggrieved, and she doesn't show any expression on her face, and she still smiles. After sitting down, she quietly hits the man, thinking to herself that she is actually not small, but she is not as exaggerated as her sister.

After the two sisters sat down, Chen Qing forgot about them again in a blink of an eye. She accompanied her boss to continue to appreciate the dance on the stage for a while, commented, and then talked about another thing: "Boss, what should I do next in Russia?"

Simon wrapped his arms around the girl's waist and said casually: "Go with the flow."

Chen Qing blinked: "Hmm?"

"I only have one requirement for Russia, just don't collapse," Simon said. "So, you just have to work around this goal."

"Then we are in a loss. Boss, did you help Russia so much this time?"

"What if it's otherwise?"

"We should take the opportunity to expand our business in Russia?"

"Ha, I remember telling you," Simon said in a little serious tone, "When I reach my current level, keeping everything I have for as long as possible is the greatest victory."

Chen Qing nodded her head and then said, "But, boss, you have said that if you don't advance, you will retreat."

"Yes, the truth has always been explained from many directions."

Chen Qing tilted her head and suddenly realized that she changed from English to Russian: "Boss, don't you know what to do?"

Simon nodded slightly.

Seeing that his boss did not deny it, Chen Qing was even more surprised: "No, the boss must know."

Simon also changed into Russian: "I am in my current situation, frankly, no one has experienced it, so no one knows what to do, and it is even more impossible to have a mature plan for the future for me to refer to. So, like what I just said, go with the flow."

Chen Qing thought for a while and suggested: "If the boss can't figure it out, can you form a special think tank to study it?"

"I've been doing it all the time," Simon smiled. "I've been thinking about it myself, and many people have been thinking about it for me. Then, the result is that the truth just now seems to be understandable from any direction, but the result is that it's the same as not saying it."

Chen Qing then pointed his head and quickly said: "No matter what, the boss has determined the 3G plan, it must be correct."

"This is just one point, one direction, or, more accurate, one outlet. If you talk about the real goal, my expectation is that the Westeros system can exist longer, and the Westeros family can last forever. Finally, add another one, Simon Westeros can, well, be more realistic, pursue two hundred years first."

"It will not be difficult to reach two hundred years old, and then it will be twenty thousand years old. Tsk, this is too amazing."

"From the time scale of the universe, 20,000 years is only a little longer."

"It's depressing for the boss to say this, as if we have no meaning."

"I won't say it," Simon let go of the big hand around Chen Qing's waist, circled left and right toward the Lin sisters, and said, "Look at you so happy when you come, are there any good news for me?"

Losing the support of his boss, Chen Qing could only take the initiative to change her position to make her sit more stable, nodding and said, "Yes, the news from South Korea, LG has completely surrendered this time."

Simon was very satisfied, but not too surprised.

Things to do sooner or later.

If it weren't for the Westeros system being indifferent, LG, who had been tortured for more than half a year, would have defected to it long ago.

"Since this is the case, adjust the electronics industry in South Korea as soon as possible. SK, Samsung and LG can only retain one core each to ensure that none of them can achieve the entire industrial chain."

Chen Qing nodded and shook her head again: "Boss, I think it's a pity that this is the case. The three companies have been integrated to this day, and there are more than one advantageous area. I think it's better to let them compete with each other in a certain field?"

"Yes, it's not a conflict," Simon said. "What I just talked about is the result, what you talked about is the process."
Chapter completed!