Mixed in the last days as a salted fish

On April 4, news of the truce spread throughout the Federation, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The rush to buy quickly subsided, and prices began to return to normal.

At the same time, the price of gold plummeted and returned to below 2000 yuan again.

In the antique shop, Zhang Chong confidently said with lingering fear:
"Fortunately, we threw it early, otherwise we would have lost a lot."

"Dad, I remember you were complaining yesterday that gold was sold early, and you forgot so soon?"

Zhang Hao couldn't help joking.

Zhang Chongxin was in a good mood, and he didn't bother with his son: "I credit you this time. I didn't expect the negotiation to be so fast. I thought it would take at least a few months, but it didn't even come to a month. It was too unexpected."

"It is estimated that no one can think of it."

Zhang Hao followed suit and nodded.

Steven couldn't help feeling emotional: "It seems that the higher-ups don't want to fight, so they are relatively restrained."

"To be honest, I don't understand it."

Zhang Hao subconsciously shook his head.

"Tsk tsk, it's tricky at first glance." Zhang Chongxin smiled confidently, and then explained: "In my opinion, the reason why the higher-ups are willing to compromise is probably to confuse the Europeans and prevent them from engaging in nuclear weapons."

"I don't think it's that simple. The Europa people are not stupid. If they really want to seek independence, nuclear weapons are a hurdle they can't get around no matter what."

Zhang Hao quickly retorted.

Only when nuclear balance is achieved can we truly embrace peace. Otherwise, one party with nuclear weapons will have the ability to turn the table at any time; while the party without nuclear weapons, even if peace comes, I am afraid that it will be difficult to sleep and eat.

Zhang Chongxin suddenly said in a bad mood: "Then what reason do you say?"

"I'm not a consul, how do I know that?" Zhang Hao waved his hand helplessly.

"Zhang Hao, with your reputation, I think you can try to run for the consul in the future, and you might succeed."

Steven took the opportunity to suggest.

"Me?" Zhang Hao pointed at himself, then shook his head again and again: "Steven, you're overthinking, I'm not interested in politics, and besides, it's a wartime state, and there is a high probability that Consul Ji will be re-elected. "

Although in the dream, Consul Ji was only re-elected for one term, that was because there was no war. According to the Federal Constitution, there would usually not be any elections during wars.

Even if the consul is ill, the deputy consul will take over until the end of the war.

"What's the matter? Consul Ji is not young, and he can work for another 20 years at most. You are still young and can afford to wait." Steven encouraged.

Zhang Chongxin glanced at his son, and immediately said dejectedly: "Steven, don't talk about it, as the saying goes, knowing a son is like a father, Zhang Hao is not that material."

"Dad, how do you know I can't do it?"

Zhang Hao raised his eyebrows.

"You can go if you want? With your relationship, it shouldn't be difficult to become a section chief in the city, right?"

Zhang Chongxin directly used an aggressive method.

If his son can be successfully elected as the consul, he will have no regrets in his life.

Zhang Hao smiled mischievously: "Just kidding, I still have so many companies to manage? I have no skills at all."

"This is easy to handle. Let your second sister help you manage the company. If you are worried, I can come back."

"Uh, let's forget it!" Zhang Hao rubbed his nose, "Dad, you are so old, how can I bear to make you tired? My mother will definitely scold me if she finds out."

"Fart, be lazy, don't use me as a shield."

Zhang Chongxin let out a long sigh.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Steven quickly changed the subject: "Zhang Hao, I heard that the oil fields in the Middle East are preparing to attract investment. Do you want to try it?"

"No." Zhang Hao waved his hand, and immediately explained: "I heard people say that the oil field over there is seriously damaged, and it will take a lot of time to repair it. When the oil is produced, it is estimated that the war will start again, and the risk is too great. "

"Do all oil fields need to be rebuilt?"

Zhang Chongxin frowned.

Zhang Hao smiled wryly and said, "It's not my turn to have a good oil field. The Europa people paid such a high price to grab the oil field. Do you really think they are doing charity?"

"What if there is no civil war?"

Steven tried to remind me.

"Steven, I don't have relevant experience in the oil exploration industry, and I don't have any spare funds, so I don't want to go into the troubled waters of the Europa people."

Zhang Hao now has enough business and doesn't want to open up new fields.

Zhang Chongxin finally sided with his son this time:
"Well, it's right not to mess around. The Middle East is in turmoil. It's not a good place to invest."

Steven didn't try to persuade him any more, but instead inquired about the ocean-going fleet. If the impact of the armistice was to be mentioned, the southeast fishery would definitely bear the brunt.

Zhang Hao immediately regretted: "Since the armistice agreement was signed, the ocean-going fleet is fine. If I had known this would be the end, I shouldn't have sent the escort fleet there in the first place, wasting so much money."

"When will the fleet come back?"

Zhang Chongxin asked casually.

"I won't come back for the time being. This is the last time I go to sea. Both the WFP and the crew hope to seize the last chance to catch more whales."

Zhang Hao replied.

Steven couldn't help expressing emotion: "The marine ecology is over. Next, I don't know if there will be a chain reaction."

"What chain reaction?" Zhang Chongxin asked curiously.

"Such as lack of oxygen."

Steven gave an example.

You know, the ocean is the lungs of Blue Star.

Most of the oxygen in the atmosphere is provided by the ocean. Marine plants can produce about 360 billion tons of oxygen every year through photosynthesis, accounting for [-]% of the total annual oxygen production in the world.

In addition, the ocean also absorbs carbon dioxide produced by human activities, which has far-reaching effects.

"Lack of oxygen? Is it okay?" Zhang Chongxin's eyes widened instantly, "If there is no oxygen, wouldn't we all be extinct?"

"Dad, you don't have to worry. The existing oxygen in the atmosphere is enough for us to breathe for thousands of years. This is a false proposition." Zhang Hao quickly comforted him.

In the dream, this issue sparked a big discussion, and finally the rumors were refuted by experts, and the panic of the public was eliminated.

However, conspiracy theories have persisted.

Steven shook his head: "Zhang Hao, the number of thousands of years is only theoretical. In reality, people ignore many factors, such as the massive carbon dioxide produced by the Yellowstone volcanic eruption and industrial activities.

When the oxygen content in the air is lower than 12.00%, human beings will suffer from various diseases and even die due to lack of oxygen. The time left for human beings is actually not as sufficient as imagined. "

"Steven, you are thinking ahead. In comparison, I think the lack of food production capacity is our biggest worry." Zhang Hao said without hesitation.

"The problem of food shortage can be solved, but the lack of oxygen is unsolvable. I remember a proverb that said, 'If a man has no long-term thoughts, he must have near-term worries'..."

"Since there is no solution, what's the use of saying this?"

"Okay, both of you stop arguing." Zhang Chongxin waved his hands and brought the topic back: "I only care about one thing now, do you two think it is possible for the price of gold to rise again?"

Steven shook his head on the spot: "Dad, I don't think it is very likely. This truce will last for three years. Even if gold wants to rise, it will be two or three years later."

"Two or three years is not a long time. If it can really rise, there will be about [-]% to [-]% of the profit. It is not impossible to wait." Zhang Chong was moved with confidence.

Zhang Hao quickly reminded: "Dad, Steven, I think you two forgot one thing."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Chongxin asked impatiently.

"The energy crisis, the loss of the oil depot in the Middle East, I believe the energy crisis is not far away."

"Is there a gross relationship between the energy crisis and the price of gold?"

Zhang Chongxin was puzzled.

Steven helped to answer: "Dad, generally speaking, when the price of crude oil rises, the price of gold will follow suit."

"Isn't that better?" Zhang Chongxin said happily.

"Wrong, on the contrary, I think the price of gold may continue to fall sharply, and the possibility of falling back to less than [-] yuan is not ruled out."

Zhang Hao directly stated his judgment.

Zhang Chongxin was startled: "How is it possible?"

"The reason is very simple. Once the energy crisis breaks out, food shortages will follow. Everyone is starving to death. At this time, there is nothing to care about. There are definitely more gold sellers than gold buyers, and there are many more. "

Although there is a butterfly effect, the sharp drop in the price of gold in the dream occurred during the energy crisis, and it was a wave of large-scale gold selling.

The basic logic here will not change.

"According to what you said, the gold business can't be done?" Zhang Chongxin was a little unwilling.

"It's best not to do it. If you want to do it, the delivery speed must be fast." Zhang Hao reminded.

Steven quickly interjected: "How much?"

"I think we can discuss it with the bank and change the cooperation model. Let's stop thinking about making the difference, and just earn some hard work."

"Hey, how much money can I earn for hard work?"

Of course Zhang Chongxin was reluctant.

"Dad, the price of gold will fluctuate very violently by then, and the price difference is not enough to fit your teeth. If you really want to invest in gold, I suggest buying the bottom."

"Then how much is the bottom? What if the copy is halfway up the mountain?" Zhang Chongxin worried.

Zhang Hao replied: "You can start with less than 800 yuan. Since the eruption of the Yellowstone volcano, the federal currency has been depreciated a bit. 500 yuan should be the limit."

Gold reserves are limited, coupled with its own industrial value, it is impossible to fall below the ceiling.

Moreover, he heard from Professor Chen that future controllable nuclear fusion reactors may use a large amount of gold. With official backing, there will be no loss.

"I don't know if I should listen to you?"

Zhang Chongxin instantly became hesitant.

Although the son has successfully predicted many things, he has stumbled a lot in gold. Even this time, it is actually wrong. The so-called prohibition of private ownership of gold is simply nonsense.

Zhang Hao shrugged his shoulders and couldn't help persuading him: "Dad, what's the trouble with this? No matter what choice you make, I will support you. If you lose money, you will lose money. As long as you are always happy."

"What do you mean by losing money? You're fooling around."

Although he criticized a word, Zhang Chong was still very relieved in his heart.

"Okay, then you can treat me as fooling around!" Zhang Hao smiled, and then changed the topic: "Dad, I'm going to the headquarters of the group now, you have to work hard, get off work early, and pick up Big Pudding and them from school. "

"Understood, you go quickly!"

Zhang Chongxin waved his hand.

……

Leaving the antique shop, Zhang Hao suddenly found that the street was full of people, most of them holding various banners, strongly criticizing the weakness and inaction of the Federation.

They didn't really like the war, but thought that the Federation's loss was too embarrassing and ugly, and they also wanted to take the opportunity to express their dissatisfaction with the high unemployment rate.

Of course, there are also those who celebrate the armistice, especially the elderly. These people have experienced war and know the cruelty of war.

It may be due to the tradition of "respecting the old and loving the young", or it may be due to the "severe punishment and severe laws", the two groups of people do not violate the river water, and they live in peace.

Seeing this, Captain Fang couldn't help expressing emotion: "There are more and more young people taking to the streets now. If this continues, the conflict will only intensify. What future is there?"

"Old Fang, I don't think the same way as you do, but I think it's a good thing."

Zhang Hao smiled slightly.

"Zhang Dong, are you kidding me?"

Captain Fang was surprised.

Zhang Hao shook his head and explained with a smile: "Old Fang, you might as well think back to the young people in the past, they didn't get married, didn't buy a house, didn't care about politics, generally followed the principle of laying flat, and didn't care about the future.

And now?They no longer stay at home, no longer muddle through, they know how to find a job, and know how to fight. Isn’t this progress? "

"See you, Mr. Zhang!"

Captain Fang immediately flattered him.

Zhang Hao sighed, and pressed the car window casually:
"I used to hear some experts say that the reason why young people are unwilling to make progress is mainly because they have high eyes but low hands and fear of hardship. I don't agree with this point of view.

I think it's not that young people don't want to make progress, but that they lack opportunities to make progress, or they don't see hope. This is the most fundamental reason.

Although it is difficult and poor right now, there are countless opportunities in the difficulties. In a sense, this is the worst era, but it is also the best era. "

As a young man, the driver Xiaosun was very excited when he heard these words:
"Mr. Zhang, what you said is very good. Unlike some experts who advise us this and that all day long, they just don't put themselves in our shoes."

"Haha, Xiao Sun, remember what I said, this is the era of young people, don't look forward and backward, you must seize the opportunity."

Zhang Hao gave a word of encouragement.

Xiao Zhang nodded quickly: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang. I will work hard and strive to take over the captain's class as soon as possible."

"Stinky boy, you are so brave! How dare you say such things in front of me, are you afraid that I will put on your shoes for you?" Captain Fang scolded with a smile.

"Hey, Captain, if you wear small shoes for me, I will definitely complain to Zhang Dong. Zhang Dong can see the grievances between the two of us."

Zhang Hao followed suit and joked: "Old Fang, you must be confident in being a human being. If Xiao Sun really takes over your class, it can only mean one thing, you have been promoted."

"Mr. Zhang is grand." Xiao Sun Xinyue said sincerely.

Captain Fang shook his head: "Mr. Zhang, don't overestimate me. I know what I'm capable of. I'm fine as a security guard, but I'm really not qualified for other jobs."

"Aren't you humble? Maybe one day our company will go overseas, and we have to rely on you to expand the territory?"

Zhang Hao gave an example casually.

These are not polite words. In the next few decades, there will be no peace overseas. If you want to develop peacefully, you need a ruthless person like Fang Zhigang to sit in charge.

"Zhang Dong, is our group going to build an overseas branch?" Captain Fang cautiously asked.

"No, I'm talking about the future, not the present."

Zhang Hao replied truthfully.

If you don't want to rest on your laurels, going overseas is the general trend, and Australia is just the first step.

Captain Fang couldn't help showing a little disappointment. Without the family pressure, he would be more than happy to go out and give it a try. That's the life he wanted.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao stretched out his hand and patted the other person's shoulder, jokingly said, "What? Can't wait?"

Captain Fang nodded: "One thing, I'm afraid that I'm getting older and I won't be able to do it in the end."

"Don't worry, what I need is your experience, not for you to do everything yourself and take the lead in the charge."

Zhang Hao comforted him softly.

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