For several consecutive days, the sluggish gold index suddenly grew stronger, leaping by ten percentage points overnight and rocketing to a high of 1,300 gold units.
A knock sounded at the door, and Wan Donglin closed his computer.
Zhang Xiang walked in. "Third Master, the schedule for the conference the day after tomorrow is out. Please, have a look."
Wan Donglin casually skimmed through the densely packed itinerary, but his mind was elsewhere entirely.
"This is an important meeting, with three key figures from Wall Street participating," Zhang Xiang continued. "They've all issued severe warnings about A Country's economy. They openly declare it to be a gigantic economic nuclear bomb, the explosion of which would be horrifying…"
Wan Donglin gave a bitter smile. The elites of Peace Street would never truly comprehend the actual state of A Country's economy. It doesn't operate according to the rules of a market economy. Instead, it's manipulated by innumerable human factors.
