Upon hearing the ancestor’s words, the blond-haired boy, who was laughing uproariously, finally stopped and said, "Great-grandmother, don’t you think she’s a very interesting person?" As he spoke, he gave Gu Nuan a playful wink with his blue eyes and suggested, "Why not listen to her a bit more and see what she has to say?"
It seed lissa was indeed as Anthony had described, not as infuriated by Gu Nuan’s words as the average person might expect. She said, "Go on, tell , what gives you the confidence to disdain as less than a cockroach?"
"I never said that," Gu Nuan responded. "Look at the world; so-called finance people, who cause havoc in the financial markets, and are notorious for making fortunes through short selling, are often called villains, worse than cockroaches."
After hearing Gu Nuan’s explanation, the people in the castle were no longer displaying plain anger at what seed like Gu Nuan’s nonsensical provocative remarks earlier. Each of them looked at her with a different expression: hesitant, shocked, surprised, disbelieving—
Could it be that Gu Nuan was able to see through their true identities?
Then Gu Nuan parted her lips and said, "Back when the pound was shorted, so people said it was the work of a certain despicable big shot. However, those who understand finance know that if he were powerless, there would be no way for him to short a central bank. It only ans soone gave him trendous assistance. Thus, those who secretly fanned the flas from behind were the real forces behind the shorting. It’s said there are several forces here that cannot be ignored. Duke Philips, the fox face, all point to the sa symbol—a shorting institution that’s said to use a fox’s nose as its emblem, bearing a noble-sounding na, Golden Fox. It’s said that whenever Golden Fox makes a move, major commodities plumt that very day."
lissa glanced at the grandson beside her and said, "Did Luo Ke lose to her just like that?"
"I don’t know," Zhuang Haoxiong replied honestly. "I don’t know how much she actually learned about our affairs."
lissa looked back at the woman in front of her and asked, "So who did you hear it from? Was it him?"
The finger pointed at Qiu Wenduo, whose face managed to poorly conceal the surprise brought by Gu Nuan’s words. Just by looking at his expression, it was obvious he hadn’t told Gu Nuan anything.
Gu Nuan shook her head, "No. Actually, I didn’t know initially. It was by sheer coincidence that, due to Mr. Zhuang’s insistent invitation, I entered this castle and subsequently discovered countless clues and information. For example, last night in the Bridge Room, the children of this castle only played high-stakes or low-stakes gas, isn’t that analogous to shorting and going long? Don’t underestimate these high-stakes and low-stakes gas; they might appear simple, but they harbor complexities akin to shorting and going long. Winning accurately each ti is not easy. Moreover—"
As she spoke, Gu Nuan’s eyes swept over the room’s other occupants, "When I won a high-stakes ga, these people wore expressions of disdain, as if to say that winning a high-stakes ga was aningless, but winning a low-stakes ga was aningful. One of the children even said this directly. Isn’t this precisely cultivating the concept of short selling in these kids from an early age?"
After hearing her words, lissa murmured, "Clairvoyant wisdom; there’s an old Chinese saying that fits perfectly."
Noteworthy, her husband was Chinese, and her spoken Chinese was very accurate. Gu Nuan and the others heard it clearly.
lissa looked up at her again, "Since you’ve figured it all out, and you know we’re the kinds of people the world despises the most, what do you think you can do about it?"
"I know I can’t do anything about it. You undercut legally, so no matter how much people dislike you, they ultimately can only loathe themselves for their incompetence compared to you. Moreover, following the laws of nature, where there is long, there must be short; otherwise, the world cannot remain balanced."
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