Let you raise pigs?But kicked me out of the classmate group?

The noise inside grew clearer, with Douglas's booming voice penetrating the room.

"Who does Qin Hao think he is? Does he really think he can turn the world upside down just by taking advantage of a few banks?"

"He dares to disrespect the Gold Price Bureau; he'll get his comeuppance sooner or later!"

Aria's fingers tightened slightly. This guy is two-faced; he's a real scoundrel.

At that moment, the same waiter from before came over.

He was about to speak when Qin Hao stopped him.

Qin Hao patted Ailiya's hand, glanced at the spare private room at the end of the corridor, and said with a faint smile, "Let's go sit over there first."

The waiter quickly led the way, and as soon as he pushed open the door to the spare private room, he saw Pierre's driver standing at the other end of the corridor making a phone call, sounding anxious.

"Boss, there's still no movement inside... I saw Douglas's car, he seems to be here to eat too..."

When Qin Hao sat down, he was facing the mirror in the corridor, and could clearly see Pierre's car slowly driving into the restaurant parking lot.

Pierre got out of the car, his tie askew, looking agitated. He glanced at the Starry Sky Restaurant sign and walked straight toward the entrance.

“He actually came looking for us,” Charlie whispered.

Qin Hao didn't speak, but tapped the table.

"Never mind them, let's eat first."

The waiter understood immediately and had just presented the menu when Pierre was stopped by the manager at the door.

The two argued in hushed tones for a few moments. Pierre took out his phone as if to make a call, but then abruptly turned off the screen, turned around, and sat down in a corner of the lobby, his eyes constantly glancing toward the VIP area.

He didn't know what his fate would be this time, but in any case, the current situation should have nothing to do with him, right?

After ordering, the waiter glanced at Qin Hao, seemingly about to say something, but held back.

"Don't worry, this has nothing to do with you. You can leave in peace."

Qin Hao waved his hand.

These words put the waiter at ease.

The food was served quickly, and Charlie devoured it as if he hadn't eaten in centuries.

"I'm telling you, you're such a big distributor, you can't be that serious, can you?"

Qin Hao was stunned by what he saw.

Aria couldn't help but shake her head and smile.

Compared to Charlie, Arya ate much more politely.

This is completely different from her previous princess-like personality.

"You don't know, Mr. Qin, it's been a long time since I've eaten at a restaurant of this caliber. If I don't eat more, I'll rip you off!" Charlie mumbled between bites.

Qin Hao couldn't help but shake his head.

What a bizarre and eccentric person.

Half an hour later, Douglas's box door opened, and several men in suits escorted him out, one of whom was a director of the Gold Price Board.

This time, Douglas wanted to undermine Qin Hao's plans by bribing several people who had good relationships with him, and most importantly, by making Qin Hao's plans less successful.

This is a good thing for him.

Douglas spotted Pierre in the hall and laughed loudly, "Oh, isn't this Mr. Pierre?"

"Why are you having a casual meal here?"

Pierre's face turned ashen, and he didn't reply.

He had waited for Qin Hao for so long, but the other party still hadn't shown up, so he didn't want to wait any longer.

Pierre wasn't stupid; he knew that the desired effect hadn't been achieved this time, and they couldn't just keep waiting for the next episode, could they?
Douglas became even more smug, thinking he could win over another person and then work together to deal with Qin Hao, so he deliberately raised his voice.

"I heard Qin Hao threw your gold price bureau's plan in the trash? Yeah, that kid's got no idea about the rules..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Hao walked out of the spare private room with a wine glass in his hand, followed closely by Ailiya and Charlie.

The corridor light fell on him, and Douglas's laughter stopped abruptly, as if he had been choked.

His underhanded tactics don't mean he's openly ready to fight Qin Hao to the death.

After all, the gold that Qin Hao possessed was genuine.

Pierre looked up abruptly, and his pupils contracted the instant he saw Qin Hao.

It turns out he was the person on that helicopter!

I waited in the mining area for a whole afternoon, while they were leisurely having a meal here.

At this moment, Pierre was truly enraged, wishing he could rush over, grab Qin Hao by the collar, and interrogate him fiercely.

However, reality told him that he was not allowed to do so.

Qin Hao didn't look at them, but said to the waiter, "Check, please."

Douglas stood frozen in place, watching Qin Hao and the other two walk toward the elevator. Only after the elevator doors closed did he hear Pierre's gritted teeth.

"Prepare the car, let's head back to the Gold Price Bureau."

"This... Mr. Qin, what should we do now?"

Charlie felt that Qin Hao had gone too far this time.

Deliberately ignoring the gold price sector is, to put it mildly, nothing serious, as long as cooperation is eventually achieved.

But on a larger scale, the Gold Price Board holds a significant position and should not be underestimated.

Moreover, he also controlled the official channels for dissemination.

“Tell him that at my price, the Gold Price Board can get 30% of the underwriting fee.”

Qin Hao gazed in the direction of the underground base and smiled knowingly.

"Then, you go and have Ali prepare the explosives."

"It's time to take action; we can't let things continue like this."

Charlie was taken aback and said, "That gold..."

"Instead of keeping it to feed the monster, let it stir up the market."

Qin Hao opened the map on his phone, showing scattered gold mines. "The losses we can see are the ones we gain the most."

"That monster likes gold, so maybe it can help us find more gold."

It wasn't that Qin Hao didn't trust the instruments, but rather that since this monster had stayed here for so long, it must have a better understanding of the situation inside.

What's more, this thing is fed with gold.

Although Qin Hao still doesn't understand what exactly this monster mutated from.

As night fell, muffled explosions echoed through the mining area.

Pierre watched the towering flames from inside the car and finally dialed the phone.

"I will publish a benchmark price based on Mr. Qin's price."

Douglas's devastating screams came from the other end of the phone, but Pierre simply hung up.

As he watched the figure slowly approaching in the firelight, he felt for the first time that no one had ever won this game against Qin Hao from the very beginning.

Even if Pierre is still unhappy with Qin Hao, the future trend of gold price fluctuations is already inevitable.

There's nothing we can do about it; Qin Hao possesses such high-purity gold.
Moreover, he possesses an enormous amount of this gold.

After the Gold Price Board's benchmark price announcement was released in the early morning.

Like a precisely thrown bomb, it exploded in the global financial markets.

The refreshed numbers on the screen were two points higher than Qin Hao's initial expectations, and completely different from Pierre's previous proposal.

"What damn bastards!" "They're all traitors!!"

Douglas, in a fit of rage, abruptly overturned a table in the trading floor of Wall Street.

His short positions, which he added to overnight, instantly became worthless.

The numbers in the account dwindled to zero at a visible rate.

Those institutions that followed his short selling fell like dominoes, one after another, their cries of despair deafening.

It was thought that the Gold Price Board would side with Douglas.

But he was wrong.

Qin Hao simply hadn't exerted his full effort yet; besides, he had already contacted numerous banks long ago.

The director sat in the Gold Price Bureau's office, his fingers tightly gripping the old proposal that Qin Hao had rejected.

His nephew's refurbishment plant in South Asia just received a notice to destroy the equipment.

"How...how could this be?"

The profit-sharing agreement he privately signed with Douglas is currently in Qin Hao's hands.

That's right, he got one too.

This is why Qin Hao stopped leaving Pierre hanging.

He just wanted to see these guys work hard all their lives and then come up with nothing.

Pierre stood by the window, watching the soaring gold price curve on the screen, the last trace of struggle in his eyes replaced by coldness.

Everyone assumed he was Qin Hao's man.

Only he himself knew that he had become the most crucial piece to be sacrificed on Qin Hao's chessboard.

By leveraging the credibility of the Gold Price Bureau, Qin Hao was able to make the sharpest mark in this capital storm.

But Pierre had no choice.

Unless, the gold price bureau has gone mad.

If other banks had released such high-purity gold first, the public would definitely have questioned it.

At that point, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The top leaders of the Gold Price Bureau basically approved Qin Hao's request unanimously.

He's just a minor representative, what can he do?
Inside the mine's command tent, Charlie pushed the latest market report in front of Qin Hao, which was densely covered with a list of institutions that had suffered margin calls.

"Boss, this wave has swindled at least 30 billion from Wall Street."

Qin Hao didn't look at the report; his gaze fell on the surveillance footage of the underground base.

This time, the explosion was very effective, and the gold was not affected in any way.

Initially, they could remove a small portion of the gold and release it into the market.

As for what happens next, it depends on how to safely remove the gold.

"Notify the banks to initiate the second phase of underwriting."

He paused and added.

“I have an idea. Since we’ve already put Pierre in the lead, let’s see it through to the end.”

“Send Pierre a thank-you note, and while you’re at it, remind him that the director’s nephew should consider switching to a different business.”

"You're playing with fire."

Upon hearing this, Charlie took a deep breath.

Douglas may now hold a grudge against Pierre.

If Qin Hao pulls another stunt like this, even more people will hate him.

Absolutely amazing, truly amazing.

Without lifting a finger and without being affected in any way.

Ailiya brought over the coffee and overheard what Qin Hao said, and suddenly smiled.

"You're getting more and more skilled at using someone else to do your dirty work."

Qin Hao took the coffee, smiled, and said thank you.

"It's not about borrowing a knife."

He raised his glass and took a small sip.

"Let them jump into the mountain of knives themselves."

"No one would resist such a big piece of cake."

“That’s true.” Arya nodded noncommittally.

That's why they made those choices in a panic.

In the distance, sporadic gunfire could be heard from the camp of the remnants of the Hellfire forces, as Ali's troops were clearing the area.

Deep within the mines of the Katanga Plateau, the monster's roar grew ever closer. Fortunately, Qin Hao was prepared, and its movements remained within a controllable range.

At this moment, in a small town near the mining area.

The only gold shop wasn't exactly luxurious, but the gold jewelry displayed in the glass cases was quite comprehensive.

Under the fluorescent lights, it glitters and shines, making people want to buy it at first glance.

As Qin Hao pushed open the door, the wind chimes tinkled. The shop owner, who was looking down at his accounts, asked without looking up, "What would you like to see? The new bracelets just arrived."

Qin Hao's gaze swept over the electronic price tag in the corner of the counter. The price on it was nearly five points lower than the benchmark price published by the Gold Price Bureau.

He knocked on the counter and said, "This price is a bit outdated by today's market rates."

"Today's..."

The shop owner looked up and, upon seeing who it was, dropped his abacus onto the table with a "thud." He stared at the table for a long time, his mouth agape, before suddenly grabbing the arm of the shop assistant beside him, his voice trembling.

"Quick! Call for help! It's Mr. Qin!"

The shop assistant froze for two seconds, then rushed out of the shop like a madman, shouting into the street, "Qin Hao is here! Qin Hao who's digging up high-purity gold!"

"Everyone, come and see!"

He did this simply to use Qin Hao to advertise his shop.

Within moments, the entrance to the gold shop was packed with people.

An elderly woman buying groceries tiptoed to peek inside, miners were recording videos with their phones, and even the old man repairing shoes next door squeezed to the front with his cane.

"It really is him! His photo was in the newspaper!"

"I heard his gold can be used directly as gold bars?"

"Boss, bring out your best gold jewelry! Mr. Qin might like it!"

A chorus of voices surged forth, and the shop owner hurriedly pulled out his prized possession from the safe.

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