"What kind of job? We have to talk about it for so long. I feel a little nostalgic now. When my brother-in-law used to open a clothing factory, we were together as a family. How happy we were."

Su Danyue said with emotion.

"Are you unhappy now?"

Su Zhirou looked sideways at her sister.

The girl who used to be aloof from the world has now grown up, and her sister now has her own career. She is no longer the little girl who has to rely on her sister and brother-in-law for everything.

"Of course I'm happy, but I'm just a little emotional. My brother-in-law is really busy. It's hard to see him all year round."

Su Danyue sighed softly.

"Yes, it's just busy, and it's also dangerous. Sometimes I wish he could have a smaller career."

Su Zhirou also sighed.

Although she behaved warmly and thoughtfully in front of relatives and friends today, with no flaws visible on the surface, in fact she still couldn't completely get rid of the scene in the hospital, and her heart is still hanging on.

"It's all over. Let's not talk about the unhappy things."

Su Danyue patted her sister's shoulder considerately to comfort her.

On the other side, Yang Ying had a thoughtful look in her eyes after listening to Jiang Hua's discussion.

"Director Jiang, are you saying that a financial crisis sweeping the world is coming?"

she asked in an uncertain tone.

It wasn't that Jiang Hua was being alarmist, but the news was really shocking and she couldn't digest it for a while.

"Yes, I just said that the rise of the mainland economy will inevitably affect the market share of the Western economy. On the surface, the Western economy has been booming in the past two years. In fact, the unemployment rate has far exceeded the normal ratio. Once

The rise of our local economy is another heavy blow to the Western economic system."

After Jiang Hua said this, he picked up the red wine on the table and took a sip.

"So, once they completely lose the mainland market, these backlogged hidden dangers can no longer be suppressed and will cause turmoil?"

Yang Ying continued Jiang Hua's words and continued.

"Yes, when internal conflicts can no longer be suppressed, according to their usual practice, they will transfer the pressure, either by launching a war or letting other countries bear the pressure for them."

Jiang Hua gently shook the red wine and said.

"Then what do you think they will do?"

Yang Ying was attracted by Jiang Hua's topic.

"Judging from the current international environment, the possibility of launching a war is very low, and they will choose to divert pressure."

Jiang Hua stared out the window and looked in the direction of Nanyang.

"Then which country will they transfer the pressure to, us?"

Yang Ying frowned, a little worried.

"Of course you have to pick the weak persimmon. The economic systems of several small countries in Southeast Asia are the weakest and will become their first choice."

Jiang Hua put the empty wine glass back on the table.

"But is there any necessary connection between this and the financial crisis?"

Yang Ying still didn't understand the cause and effect relationship here.

"A collapse at any point may cause an avalanche. They thought they would be able to escape by passing on the pressure, but they did not know that the chain reaction caused by the collapse of the Nanyang currency would sweep them into it."

Jiang Hua sneered.

Financial crises, like avalanches, are often caused by an inconspicuous thing at the beginning. By the time a landslide or tsunami actually occurs, even if the initiator reacts, it will be too late.

"So how should we respond?"

Yang Ying thought about the question carefully.

"For the West, it is a crisis, but for us, it is a coexistence of crisis and opportunity. If done well, the Freemasonry's decades-long layout in Nanyang will collapse."

A cold light flashed in Jiang Hua's eyes.

He is not a person who repays kindness with kindness. The Freemasons gave him such a big gift this time, and he will definitely reciprocate the gift.

"Okay, you are the boss, and I will do whatever you say when the time comes."

Yang Ying shrugged.

Today is Jiang Shuang'er's birthday party. As a father, Jiang Hua should be by his daughter's side. She has already delayed him too much, so now she is naturally embarrassed and continues to dominate Jiang Hua.

After chatting with Yang Ying, Jiang Hua walked towards his daughter with a smile on his face.

"Nanny, are you happy today?"

Jiang Hua walked over with a smile on his face, picked up his daughter and asked.

"Happy, just a little regretful."

Jiang Shuang'er sighed like a young adult.

"If you have any regrets, tell me and dad will help you make up for it."

Jiang Hua asked cheerfully.

"My little sister couldn't come, I miss her a little."

Jiang Shuang'er said emotionally.

"Then let's go to the hospital later and see my little one, how about that?"

Jiang Hua also missed little Chu Xi.

"Okay, okay, I left a birthday cake for her. Dad, you can bring it to her later."

Jiang Shuang'er immediately became happy when she heard that she was going to see Chu Xi.

"Then it's settled."

Jiang Hua pulled the hook with his daughter and put her down again.

He invited many friends to celebrate Jiang Shuang'er's birthday today. Accompanying these friends now is Jiang Shuang'er's most important task.

"Lao Gan, look at how promising our uncle is. This birthday party is so fancy. Even many leaders from the city are here."

Su Ping, dressed in jewels, stood in the circle of relatives in Jianghua and said.

"Indeed, this buffet is quite interesting. You can choose what you want to eat. It's much more interesting than hosting a banquet."

Uncle Su Zhirou said with a smile while holding a dinner plate.

He had seen this kind of buffet-style banquet before when he went abroad for inspection. To the mainlanders of this era, this was indeed a new foreign thing.

"Dad, my brother-in-law has arranged for you to write the accounts. Don't forget it later."

Gantiantian reminds me.

Jiang Hua's family had few relatives, and his uncle Gan Pingdong was considered a cultural person, so he was given the task of writing the favor account book.

"Okay, Lao Gan, don't eat anymore, go sit over there quickly."

Su Ping snatched the dinner plate from her husband's hand.

"No, I'm not full yet."

Gan Pingdong wanted to grab the dinner plate, but his wife slapped her hand away, and he sat down at the cashier's seat with an expression on his face.

"Aunt, you do too, why don't you let uncle finish? It's still early."

Su Zhirou felt a little funny when she saw this scene.

"He doesn't have enough to eat, so he has to control it, otherwise he's bound to get three highs in the future."

Su Ping glared at her husband.

Thanks to Jiang Hua, their family is doing well now. My husband used to have a standard thin figure, but now he even has a beer belly.

On the other side, Jiang Hua held a wine glass and walked among relatives and friends, greeting each one warmly. He was the host today and had to take care of every guest. He couldn't just stand aside and talk about things, otherwise people would think he was arrogant and looked down upon.

people.

"Aunt Zhao, look at how promising your son is. There is a big shot in our village."

"That's right, all the young people in our village are working with Xiao Jiang, and even Zhuzi has become a manager."
Chapter completed!