Chapter 1027

Hollywood is slandering William White's brain hole, and Soros is smoking. What the fuck, the man who broke the Bank of London. Your uncle, it seems that you also participated in it.

Hong Guoguo's praise and killing did not hide the slightest. All channels of NBC are fully open online and offline. For a while, you can only describe Soros as thunderous.

Some people take pleasure in other people's misfortune, some people are envious and jealous. Of course, Asian countries are naturally gnashing their teeth. There is also a reason why they don't help Thailand. Their family is having a hard time, so how can they weaken their own strength.

Soros, who came aggressively, didn't necessarily just toss the Thai baht. If this old wolf is brought home, life will be difficult.

"This is really shabby, an unfinished hotel." Faced with Buffett's complaints, Greenspan didn't care. The annual gathering, of course, needs to be more formal, but this time, it is only temporary.

"Warren, don't complain. The hotel in Paradise Island is still very good. If you get tired of staying, you can go to Jurassic Park next door."

Buffett curled his lips in disdain, and went as soon as he went, no one was afraid of anyone. Arranging a meeting in the Bahamas is a fool's errand; you might as well go straight to Lanai.

The Bilderberg Club, known as the most mysterious organization in the 21st century, is actually just that.

In short, it is a group of elite people who come together to brag 13.

Elites naturally exist in any industry, or in other words, as long as they are successful people, there is basically a place for them here.

As for the purpose of the club, it still sounds very lofty. There is a very good 13 person who believes that if there were people like them, the Great Depression would not have caused a world war, and naturally it would be even more impossible. In other words, they are the ones who save the world.

However, in today's meeting, what they discussed seemed to be how to destroy the world.

That's right, the so-called world may only have Anglo-Saxons. As for the others, you belong to the second or third world, which is not the same as their world.

"Master, it's on Paradise Island, the Atlantis Hotel that hasn't been built yet."

"A lost world? Haha, if these guys disappear, will the world be in chaos?"

Xiaohu scratched his head, and said uncertainly: "If it must be done, it may leave some traces."

"Ahem, cough, your young master is not crazy. Besides, they represent the interests of the elite. Tell me, what class am I? Or, what class should I be closer to?"

"Young master, you should go all the way."

"Ha, that's right, it's okay to tear each other 13, and it involves the issue of standing in line. Even if I'm upset, I won't sing against each other."

"Master, if this is the case, we will give up. A hotel occupies more than half of the island. Even if we sneak in, we won't be able to reach the core department."

"Don't worry about them, just find out who they are. Haha, maybe I'm having a little fun, and Soros is scared."

"Master, it is true that many media people have gone to the scene. Murdoch and Lei Shidong have all appeared on the scene. These guys, there will be no crooked tricks, right?"

"Hehe, it's just a coordination mechanism. Soros might not even mention our matter."

After speaking, William White ignored him and continued to gallop. He discovered that riding a horse is actually exhausting.

Today's White Farm is very lively. It is hard not to be convinced that the farm operation can be turned into a tourism project.

The farmers in the surrounding circle are the main beneficiaries, and they are the worst, and they can earn a lot of money by working part-time.

William White didn't mind drinking and spanking with a bunch of stinky cowboys. From time to time, share the experience of running a farm.

Many people in this circle watched him grow up, so naturally they didn't feel restrained. How to run the farm better, how to earn more money, should we fight for some funds from the government.

Anyway, the atmosphere of the party was very lively. They are happy here, and the atmosphere of Paradise Island is not very harmonious.

From the very beginning, bickering was the only subject.

Depressing the prices of oil and precious metals, of course a group of bigwigs can't sit still. Nima, you play finance and play finance, there is no need to put us to death, right?

Yes, this wave can completely defeat Maozi, and then what? How to guarantee our interests?

The price of oil has remained below 20 dollars for a long time, which is already very excessive.

What? It actually fell, at least half of it.

Well, you play slowly, the old man is home. Damn vampires, William White was right, you are all vampires.

Soros was a little depressed. Shouldn't this temporary meeting discuss Asian issues? It’s not impossible to have crooked buildings, do you need to be so outrageously crooked?

The club, as William White understood it, was inherently deficient. The Western world is unanimous in talking to the outside world, and it involves mutual interests, and no one is willing to suffer.

Suppressing precious metals and oil prices is obviously for a strong dollar. There is still more than a year to go, and my euro will be released.

What's the matter?

Are you going to give me a blow?

Don't come here, those things of yours, just fool around for a while.

Greenspan also had a headache for a while, oil is so difficult, gold, isn't it even more troublesome.

William White's thinking is very clear, your price is so low, it is impossible for me to sell a tael of gold.

As for the price drop?

Warm welcome, I'm shorting gold anyway and spare no effort.

The private bank holding the most gold spot is the biggest short seller in the precious metal trading market. In this world, there is such a wonderful thing, it is simply unbearable to read.

"Warren, I don't understand, White Bank, don't they deal in paper gold?"

"No, I asked, and he said that he was afraid of being tricked by others." Greenspan was completely speechless. Damn, you will die if you are not so straightforward.

Buffett's words are already very clear. You don't have that much stock in your warehouse at all. It's the same as the Bretton Woods system. It's OK to take paper money and leave. If you dare to take all the gold away, let's talk after a fight.

Paper gold is gold, that’s right, you can exchange it for gold directly to see if anyone can give you a spot?

Impossible, the quantity can be small, once the price is calculated in tons, there is no need to talk about it at all. For some things, the larger the quantity, the more expensive it is. Obviously, gold belongs to this special product.

Paper gold can be exchanged for Japanese yen and US dollars. The only thing that cannot be exchanged is gold. The whole world knows where the US emperor's gold is. What is not known is whether it is brass or gold.

As for John Bull, it was even more outrageous. No one knew where the vault was. What you buy is just a group number.

Cough cough, shouldn't it be from PS?

Nima, you don’t have any goods, but my brother has some. Selling paper gold at this time, my brain is not sick. William White remembers very clearly that gold seemed to be cut in half, and like oil, it lay on the ground and wailed.

If at this time, someone has exchanged all his gold.

Cough cough, this damn meow, isn't he going to cry to death.

Anyway, it is not for sale, as for the price drop? You can do whatever you want, I can make money too.

A group of bastards will eventually reach a tacit understanding, the reason is very simple, how to fall now, how to rise in the future. And these prophetic bastards can eat the bloody chips.