Anuk Pampa, the first vice president of the Paris Chamber of Comrce, la Beia, the secretary-general of the Paris Chamber of Comrce, Didier Mbappe, the branch president of the Paris Upper Seine Province Chamber of Comrce...
These people were the high-level mbers of the Chamber of Comrce who supported Renault’s rise at the ti, representing a core strength within the Paris Chamber of Comrce.
Or, from Zhou Wang’s perspective, they could be interpreted as a group of people who had been unknowingly gathered together by "himself" and had already ford so kind of faction.
And the reason?
Zhou Wang quickly heard the answer...
"Zhou, please forgive us for initiating this eting out of urgency, but we really couldn’t wait any longer."
After exchanging pleasantries, Anuk Pampa, the oldest and most senior mber present, spoke first, "We all want to know, according to your prediction, how long will the war last?"
All eyes imdiately focused on [Zhou Wang].
[Zhou Wang] said calmly, "A long ti."
The people exchanged glances, and it was Renault, who was most familiar with Zhou Wang, who cautiously spoke, "Zhou, by a long ti, do you an...?"
"Over a year, maybe even two or three years."
Everyone gasped at these words, and Renault was sowhat incredulous, "But according to the continuous statents by that person, it seems like he wants everything to end before May. Why are you so certain?"
"The reasons don’t concern you. What you need to do is simply choose to believe or not believe."
[Zhou Wang] crossed his legs and took a sip of red wine before speaking nonchalantly.
"We believe, of course we believe... Without your precise predictions, who would have thought everything happened so suddenly? Now banks have sensed sothing is wrong and have tightened loans. That bunch of fools, Fernando, can only watch helplessly as the Euros in their hands beco a pile of waste paper..."
The only young woman, the Chamber of Comrce secretary-general la, said with barely concealed excitent.
"Indeed, if we continue at this pace, in the next election, Fernando will definitely be ousted from the position of Chamber of Comrce president..."
"anwhile, we’ve already made a fortune, fully capable of garnering more support from core mbers. Renault, are you ready to take over the president’s position?"
"Oh, spare , I’ve just beco vice president. How dare I covet that position? That should be your honor, Mr. Anuk..."
As the people joked with each other, Zhou Wang, watching from the sidelines, pieced together the whole story from the information they revealed, and couldn’t hide his shock.
So, this is how it is...
As everyone knows, in 2022, a protracted war broke out in certain two regions and has yet to end.
War brings turmoil, and turmoil... leads to currency devaluation.
How to profit from it?
There is a simple thod: draw a large amount of loans from dostic financial institutions in advance, then when the currency devalues, purchase devalued currency in bulk from the international market to repay the loans.
The buying and selling of currency allow for significant profits.
In a certain famous financial crisis, the capital behind it destroyed a region’s economy using this thod.
There are many ways to profit, like fluctuations in the stock market and rising oil prices; this example is the simplest, not complicated to execute, but everything relies on one premise...
An accurate prediction of when turmoil will erupt.
Without this foresight, it’s all empty talk.
But [Zhou Wang] evidently did it; he accurately predicted the timing of the conflict and convinced Renault and those behind him. After Renault risked everything, not only did his family group successfully weather the crisis, but he himself also ascended to the position of vice president of the Chamber of Comrce...
It is now April 2022, and the conflict has just broken out. No one knows how long it will last; given the imnse disparity in strength, many people currently think it won’t last long.
But Zhou Wang, who was already in 2024, knew all too well... it would still be going on, not just in May, but even two years later.
As Renault and the others finished laughing, [Zhou Wang], sitting in the main seat, spoke expressionlessly, "Since you’ve chosen to believe, prepare for another round of picking up money."
"Zhou, do you an..."
Upon hearing this, the group imdiately focused their attention.
[Zhou Wang] smiled faintly, "The Euro’s devaluation is far from reaching its peak; by July at the latest, it will beco equivalent to the US Dollar."
Renault and the others were visibly shocked, showing disbelief.
If what [Zhou Wang] said was true, it ant the Euro would continue to decline to an unprecedented low in nearly twenty years.
This news was crucial for them because it ans they could better ti their buying and selling opportunities...
"Let’s end here today."
[Zhou Wang] then stood up and yawned, "I’m tired."
Renault and others snapped back to reality, and under Anuk’s reminder, they quickly raised their champagne glasses.
"To the great Zhou!"
"Santé!"
[Zhou Wang] smiled slightly, clinking glasses with them amid the loud echoes, his deep gaze showing little emotion.
...
The scene sped up eight tis again, and Zhou Wang followed [Zhou Wang] as they were personally escorted by Renault and cars in front and behind to the Paris White Horse Manor Hotel, located on the banks of the Paris Seine River, opposite the oldest new bridge in Paris and adjacent to the Louvre.
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