Chapter 429 The War Affecting Chiyu

After a few days of comfortable life for William White, Felson came to him again. If it wasn't for this guy's ability and loyalty, he would have been kicked out long ago.

You don't even wink at all, buddies are teaching Bond girls acting skills, why don't you join in the fun.

"Boss, the deterrent power of the aircraft carrier is decreasing. Recently, the price of oil has fluctuated greatly, which is entirely the price of seafood." Wilson is also entangled to death. He is not an idiot, how could he not know what the boss is busy with. A group of effervescent little fairies, how can they work in the mood.

"Tsk, these bastards, I can figure it out. This is a gangster's way of fighting. Anyway, their country is broken, and it is best for the whole world to be buried together. If you don't want to fight, you can negotiate and drag the whole world down in this way." Going into the water, this has sequelae."

William White is definitely not alarmist. Although the global stock market crash this time was also caused by the US imperialists, the turmoil in the desert area definitely magnified this crisis.

"Yes, boss. Several oil crises were bad luck for the major economies. Many people gritted their teeth in hatred. If they were not afraid of Mao, they would have done it long ago." Filson believed in the boss's vision, but this time, the boss The betting chip is a bit big, and he doesn't want to be in a tight situation. You must know that the group of crocodiles who are staring at the tiger will definitely rush up and bite them mercilessly as long as they see any flaws.

"Filson, I still stick to my previous judgment. Both of them have no strength. They have been fighting for eight years. It is impossible for anyone to win an overwhelming victory."

"Boss, there is news that Maozi will also send a fleet to maintain order. This may also be a factor in market fluctuations." Hearing this, William White was obviously a little dazed. Maozi is already half dead now, and the Star Wars plan is too costly. Money is gone, this group of guys still have money to toss about these things?

"Felson, war requires money. Our deficit this year may exceed 600 billion. There is no possibility of shrinking the trade deficit. Even if we are like this, the blood loss in Afghanistan is estimated to be worse. If the estimate is correct, it is only an attitude."

What Felson meant was that we can't put all our eggs in one basket, and we must reduce our positions appropriately. At least, there were too many repurchased and canceled stocks some time ago, and now at least a batch must be released. He believes that those institutions will definitely be interested in these stocks.

"Tsk, Filson, let me think about it again. Give me two days. I need to collect all kinds of information."

"Okay, it's nothing. There won't be any big twists and turns in the short term. The effect of this interest rate cut is still very obvious."

"Cutting interest rates? Felson, the whole world is cutting interest rates, and the whole world is helping the U.S. emperor blow bubbles. Even if the stock market is strong, the value of the currency is over."

"Yes, this is another depreciation after the collapse of the Breton system. I feel that today's one hundred dollars is similar to the previous ten dollars."

"Hahaha, if it's a daily necessities, it's indeed like this. It looks like I need to raise my salary next year."

No boss likes a raise, and William White is no exception, and he's not a philanthropist. In particular, this increase in base salary is hated by all bosses.

For a long time, William White has used equity incentives to tie up talents. This time, I am afraid it will not work. Once the basic salary is changed, the expenditures such as social insurance will increase, which is really a headache. It’s not enough if you raise less, the workers don’t have any obvious feeling at all.

Letting go of the matter here, William White had no choice but to arrest Xiaohu and question him. Recently, he has been a little drifting, and he hasn't read the briefing for a while.

"Xiao Hu, what's going on with Silly Damu? This guy can't stand it, right?"

"Yes, young master, our people have found out that he might launch one last wave. This is a battle of spirits. After fighting for eight years, if there is no explanation, he may not be able to explain it when he goes back."

Can't explain? Hehe, come to think of it, this is the reason why the silly big wood went crazy. If he didn't go to the next door to grab a ticket, this guy might collapse by himself.

"Well, Filson said that Maozi sent a fleet. What's the specific situation?" Xiaohu was very depressed. You have been busy with so many beauties recently, so I'm afraid you didn't even read the briefing.

"Young master, they sent all old men. It's hard to say whether they can fight or not. It seems that they can't hold on anymore. This time, their behavior is more like slapping their faces to make them fat."

"Hehe, Afghanistan has been fighting for so many years, and they are still fighting more and more. I guess they don't have much confidence?" William White thought, Maozi should be finished, why are you still holding on?

"Morale is low. If you don't stop, it might be quite embarrassing."

"Well, I have a general understanding, let the people below be careful, they are all crazy, let's not get into trouble at this time."

"Okay, master, I will try to use non-staff personnel as much as possible."

William White has a headache here, and the desert tyrants have even more headaches. No insurance company is willing to do it. How can you slow-moving oil tankers be able to withstand F14.

Relatively speaking, US imperialism is less troublesome. They are actually just lazy. They have so many oil fields at home, but they haven’t seen them take it seriously. As long as you expand production appropriately, you can immediately become an oil-exporting country.

Of course, the most seriously injured is the foot basin. Most of the oil source for the foot basin depends on the desert tyrants. The quality of the oil here is second to none, and the price is indeed very cheap.

The funniest thing about the ship raid is that the targets of the two guys are basically the same. In other words, there is actually only one suffering master. There is no need to say how uncomfortable this kind of suffering is.

The desert tyrants were devastated and terrified in their hearts. They discovered that if something unexpected happened, the US imperialists would have no time to rescue them. The only person who is most suitable for helping is their sworn enemy.

Such an ironic thing really makes people speechless. However, even if they were to fight a national war, they would not choose to drag the Jews into the water.

I have to say that Laomei is really pitiful. These are all arranged by you, how could it be like this. From the perspective of conspiracy theory, this is deliberate, but, under the circumstances at that time, you still have the leisure to dig holes for others. Is this considered foresight?

"Husband, you seem to be very tired. Drink a bowl of soup and go to bed early, don't bother others anymore, your body is more important."

"Jiaxin is so good. It's a bit troublesome at work. You know, my stall here is too big. But it doesn't matter. I'll be fine after these two years of work."

"Sit down first, and I'll bring you the soup."

William White was a little bit emotional, the American girl is not so considerate, this is really different.

They're all damn stupid, you're sick, why don't you negotiate earlier? He knew he couldn't fight anymore, but he was still so reckless. Do you know that this kind of behavior is really shameless. Since you can mess around without following the rules, when the US emperor teaches you in the future, I'm afraid he won't talk about the rules.