novelODS Chapter 1210 - 392: Crossing the River by Feeling for Eagle Sauce—You Have to Step in Every Pit to Know Its Depth _2
Chapter 1210 - 392: Crossing the River by Feeling for Eagle Sauce—You Have to Step in Every Pit to Know Its Depth _2
As he pondered over it, he decided to meet the guy who’s been making his subordinates act up recently.The meeting place was directly chosen at West Fire Grass’s residence.
It turned out that West Fire Grass had just managed to finish socializing with those guys who wanted to ride the wave and make money when he returned home, ready to snuggle with his newly developed AI girlfriend.
Before he even opened the door, he was pulled in and pinned to the ground.
"Damn it, who is it!"
West Fire Grass’s mouth was full of dust.
"Don’t you know I work for the Cuban Tai-jun? I think you’ve got some real nerve!"
Tai-jun?
What kind of honorific is that?
Even translation software couldn’t figure out what Tai-jun was, just taking it as a Japanese filler word.
The lights were switched on, and the once pitch-dark villa became bright in an instant. The hands pressing West Fire Grass down slightly relaxed, allowing him to get up.
West Fire Grass only saw a brawny man sitting in his rocking chair, surrounded by a row of fully armed Cuban soldiers.
Likewise, Ricardo was seeing West Fire Grass in person for the first time.
Oh dear... this face is truly... hideous...
He gave McCarthy a reproachful look, wondering why he had been given a photo that was beautified.
"We finally meet, the mole sent by Horizon Corporation to Cuba, West—Fire—Grass."
West Fire Grass pondered, then asked,
"You’ve heard my story too?"
"No, but your face is written with stories."
Ricardo sighed deeply, wondering what sins one must have committed in a past life to grow such a uniquely incomparable face.
"Swindling money up to us, your good days are numbered."
Bang!
A lobster was thrown to the ground, its shell shattered like West Fire Grass’s current predicament.
"Did you really think I couldn’t tell these were shrimps bred by your company? And now you want to fool McCarthy into asset transfers, are you looking for trouble?"
The group appeared menacing, as if they might shoot him at any moment.
But they didn’t dare actually make a move because they’d heard this guy was very fragile; forget about a beating, even being touched once or twice by a woman could lead to sudden death or shock.
"Injustice, Tai-jun!!!"
West Fire Grass squirmed around looking like a maggot.
"I used to be an employee of Horizon Corporation, wasn’t it normal for me to smuggle their seafood? Besides, by smuggling their goods, we’re the ones making money. The smuggling price is even lower than the cost, how can Horizon Corporation earn anything!
Plus, whose money isn’t money? Isn’t it the same when you pocket it?"
"You still want to transfer our money to Europe! Planning to flee with our money, huh?"
McCarthy’s face was as dark as if it had been just pulled out of the Atlantic Ocean.
"What?"
West Fire Grass feigned ignorance.
McCarthy stared angrily.
"My accountant tells me that bond trading can’t possibly earn that much money. You report false profits, and yet claim you’re not planning to flee with the cash!"
"Their skills aren’t enough; how could a newbie possibly earn money."
Ricardo couldn’t help but speak up.
"He graduated with a Master’s in Economics from the University of Cambridge, and you say his skills aren’t enough?"
"Nonsense, if he were truly competent, he’d be investing in stocks himself instead of working for you."
West Fire Grass’s retort left everyone speechless.
They thought, it’s kind of logical.
Those who study economics are great at boasting, writing books, and giving lengthy talks.
But all they can do is summarize past economic events.
Predicting things, that’s barely happening; no one can foresee market changes, most predictions fall short, and the rest are mostly guesses.
Predicting the stock market is even less likely; bankrupt economists are not one or two.
Though it’s a non-war fault, not blaming them, but it’s enough to fool these warlords and agents.
Just because you have a high status doesn’t mean you know everything; even a Tsinghua Ph.D. can be scammed for millions.
Doesn’t he himself send vast sums of money to V all the time?
West Fire Grass finally squirmed vigorously.
"Let me go. I can show you the evidence, evidence for big profits. If you still don’t believe it, then forget it!"
A nearby agent couldn’t resist wanting to elbow him, but Ricardo’s gaze stopped him.
"Let him go, I want to see the evidence."
The agent released him, and West Fire Grass stood up, angrily glaring at the people around him.
That look seemed to say [I will remember you].
Then he moved a whiteboard, opened his computer projector, and a refined PPT appeared before everyone.
"These are the materials I stole from the company before leaving, top-secret information meant to cash in after immigrating to Europe."
Top-secret from Horizon Corporation.
This name sparked immediate interest among the agents.
No one asked why it wasn’t shown earlier, since he himself said this was the coffin board!
"According to our company’s market survey, the world economy, which has been sunk for half a century, is about to recover, and the center of the recovery is not elsewhere, but Europe, especially Germany, France, and the UK."
The PPT listed a large number of related survey documents, including aspects such as national censuses, urban construction, house price increases, currency policies, debt limits, etc., with contents not fabricated but accurate data taken from authoritative journals, online papers, and publications.
Lin Miao had no time to bother with such things, but someone had spare time for it.
The content roughly stated
Since the early 20th century, the famine and plague caused great damage to the population of European countries. To rid Europe of economic crisis and plague trouble, EEC (European Community) was thus established, and after a series of changes and fluctuations, it successfully climbed to the top of the world.