Chapter 1198 Experts Will Not Blindly Be Bullish or Bearish

As soon as Molly brought out Huaxia Wu's name, even Soros and Buffett, who had previously been red-faced, fell silent.

Not to mention the other white-bone spirits who were chattering along.

In short, Molly walked down the stage gracefully with her skirt in hand. Not only did she not feel as embarrassed as she had in the previous verbal battle with the crowd, but she was filled with the joy of returning from victory.

Until Li Anman thoughtfully came up with a glass of champagne and said, "Molly, your speech is wonderful, but will this bring a little trouble to Hua Xia Wu?"

Only then did Molly realize that she had only focused on cutting through the mess with a quick knife, and had not considered the consequences of causing trouble for Wu Tao.

But as soon as Wu Tao's figure appeared in her mind, she waved her hands in relief: "It's okay, these are just small scenes for him, drizzle, no problem."

Then he added, "Besides, his judgment is usually not wrong. Even if these people want to slander him, they are just humiliating themselves."

Listening to Molly playfully speaking these somewhat localized common expressions, Li Anman chuckled and thought to herself: It's true, maybe I'm really overthinking it.

After regaining her composure, Molly patted her fair chest and scanned the entire venue. She realized with lingering fear that it was really not something ordinary people could do to calm down such an occasion.

Those old guys just now almost made it impossible for them to get off the stage.

Comparing the memories, Huaxia Wu once took the initiative to control the whole scene, and I have to admit in my heart that the gap is really not small.

Although Molly luckily escaped from the center of the whirlpool, the discussion on this issue at the venue did not stop at all.

Many gold medal traders and senior analysts from well-known institutions began to swear that Huaxia Wu must have made a mistake this time.

And Howard and Figo, who finally had their dreams come true, were happily watching the jokes and even added some insults to China Wu from time to time, as if they understood the essence of flattery.

As for Woody, Wen Geer and Lin Sen, the new guys who joined the Huaxia Wu circle, they were even more confused in silence: Could it be that they really made a mistake this time?

Only the mature Soros and Buffett looked at each other, then smiled slightly, and said nothing.

Ginger is still the spiciest, and the fox is still the essence.

The two old guys, who have been in the financial circle for decades, understand this. It doesn’t matter whether you sing good or bad about the economic situation.

On the contrary, Wu Tao's judgment that others think poorly of him because he is good at singing, and others think highly of him and say bad things about him is full of technical content.

Moreover, as Molly said, the systemic risks in data models in most financial institutions are far underestimated.

In fact, out of professional habits, they often underestimate this risk factor in the hope of submitting good-looking data and answers to employers.

Of course, having said that, why is Wu Tao so sure that the systemic risk factors facing the world economic fundamentals will increase next year?

this is a problem.

Although they couldn't figure it out for a while, the two old men had accepted the fresh perspectives brought by Wu Tao from the bottom of their hearts.

What's more, judging from the blind optimism of most people present about the economy in the coming year, Wu Tao's views must be carefully considered.

It’s not because ‘the truth is often in the hands of a few people’, but a qualified speculator must be good at doing the opposite.

The soulless international financial summit ended in a debate that was destined to be inconclusive.

At the same time, the small town of Beijiang almost ushered in the dawn of a new day.

That night, Wu Tao slept soundly without any distractions.

When I was in high school and college, I always wanted to move out of the small countryside to experience city life. Now that I have been in the city for too long, I have discovered that the tranquility of the vineyard is my most beautiful dreamland.

The morning sun shone slantingly on the bed through the window. Wu Tao opened his eyes, but did not get up immediately.

Last night, he knew exactly why such a large circle of children surrounded him eagerly.

Some of the hopes and ideas in the hearts of the elders are probably human nature.

It would undoubtedly be too cruel to leave it up to oneself to decide the fate of these children.

So Wu Tao took it very seriously to get to know each child, and then chose one of them to say something nice. In any case, a child’s space for growth cannot be easily wiped out.

While I was thinking to myself, the sound of my mother-in-law chatting with others came from the yard outside the window.

Judging from the accent, she must be Ma Xiuqin, the third aunt.

Before the two of them finished speaking, the hearty laughter of Aunt Xia Li sounded again over there...

This made Wu Tao, who was about to stand up, suddenly stop moving. He casually touched his mobile phone and browsed the school network and Facebook, and then sat up immediately.

The discussion online was much more lively than the group of middle-aged women chatting in the courtyard.

I had clearly been teaching my children at home all night as my duty, but overnight I became the focus of the online media.

This is really a shot even while lying down.

After tracing back to the source, Wu Tao spent a long time and finally figured out that it turned out that Molly, a big man, had caused all of this to him.

It seems that the phone call he made yesterday failed to stop her in time, but instead caused her to intensify her behavior at the financial summit in the evening.

Of course, Wu Tao would not be frightened by this kind of scene.

It's just that this kind of behavior is very inconsistent with my current style.

After all, you have to keep a low profile.

It was also the same night in Beijiang, and Liu Ruoxi, who lived in the family area of ​​the district government compound, didn't sleep much.

The night before, she followed the guidance of the gatekeeper, Uncle Qin, and visited the water conservancy station in Binhu District and Binhu Middle School, happily following the footsteps left by Wu Tao in her youth.

Although the water conservancy station is no longer the same as it used to be, the quietness of the small courtyard can still make her feel the figure of the young man who read at night by candlelight.

The not-so-famous Binhu Junior High School is full of rural simplicity and backwardness.

The conditions in all aspects were so backward that it was hard for her to imagine that a talented entrepreneur as outstanding as her boss could emerge here.

It wasn't until her cell phone rang that Liu Ruoxi came to her senses. She picked it up and answered it out of habit. Only then did she realize that it was Jin Yue who was reporting the itinerary to her, saying that he and An Rong had set off from Jinling.

After asking about the approximate arrival time, Liu Ruoxi stood up decisively, tied her long hair into a bun behind her head, took a deep breath, and immediately felt refreshed.

This is how the Secretary-General's work begins for a new day.

Even though the boss doesn't seem to have much official business when she returns to her hometown on vacation, in fact, on days like this, she has a backlog of more things to deal with.

And these all need to be sorted out in general context when meeting the boss for the first time...