Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

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Fang Jueyu didn't bother with any greetings this time; all the remaining funds were instantly injected into the foreign exchange market of Wes. One trillion compared to three hundred billion, such a disparity of power meant that the fight would need only an hour or two to determine a winner.

"Before the Wes foreign exchange market closes today, wipe out their foreign reserves for me," Fang Jueyu commanded like a commander in charge of the whole situation. He didn't know or care how the foreign exchange market played out; all he wanted was a result!

"Mi... Minister, our foreign exchange market is under attack too!" Wes's finance minister had just finished negotiations with the finance department of the Ous Kingdom, unexpectedly finding the tables turned, focusing the target on them.

Wes's foreign exchange reserves couldn't compare to the Ous Kingdom. If the organization had attacked Wes from the start, their foreign exchange market would have collapsed on the first day. Now, with most of their foreign reserves lent to the Ous Kingdom, they were even weaker.

"Quick! Find someone to help us!"

"It's no use, Minister. Other countries' foreign reserves are all supporting the Ous Kingdom. We are isolated and without help now!"

"There's another hundred plus short-selling orders. We have no funds left!"

"What about the banks? Don't they have several hundred billion in foreign reserves? What are they doing?"

"The banks said the customers are aware of the situation and are trying to withdraw their money. The bank's funds are no longer accessible."

"What? How could that be? How did they find out so quickly? The attack has only started for less than twenty minutes. Did someone leak the information?"

"It's not working for me here, almost at a margin call!"

"Same here!"

"My account's been liquidated, lost tens of billions of dollars!"

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In just half an hour, the entire foreign exchange market of Wes suffered a devastating blow. Three-quarters of the government's accounts were wiped out, incurring losses exceeding 230 billion dollars. While they barely protected a portion, they were utterly trapped in the market, with the amusing sum of 66.6 billion dollars left!

"Young Master, do we eat up the remaining part too?"

"Ah, forget it, let them have a way out. Driving people into a corner is not good, too pitiful," Fang Jueyu suddenly felt some sympathy for Wes. Their original US Dollar reserves were third in the world, and now they had plummeted.

Although their foreign exchange market hadn't completely collapsed, the economy would be in a slump for the next five years. This was the price for going against Skynet!

With two hours left until market close, Fang Jueyu naturally wouldn't stop there, immediately turning to target other countries that were, without exception, members who participated in the attack against Huaxia Skynet!

The next day, although Fang Jueyu's attack on the Ous Kingdom didn't yield remarkable results, the funds grew larger, plundering nearly one trillion dollars from those countries' foreign exchange markets!

By tomorrow morning, when the Ous Kingdom's foreign exchange market opened, he would have four trillion dollars in hand!

"Everyone's tired, take a break!" Earning one trillion in a day, Fang Jueyu beamed with joy, "Tell those traders, these days count as national holiday overtime, pay is ten times the usual rate, and all benefits and subsidies are doubled!"

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"It's Huaxia, it's definitely the people from Huaxia who did it!"

"Strongly condemn this robbery-like behavior!"

All attacked countries were those involved in the Skynet attack that day. If this financial war wasn't initiated by Huaxia, they wouldn't believe it till the end, especially the Ous Kingdom, where the whole country was in a state of panic.

Huaxia's netizens hadn't had the mood for New Year celebrations these past two days; even the Spring Festival Gala wasn't as exciting as this!

"Awe... awesome! Took down seven countries' economies in a day, I submit!"

"CN Great God, you're like a celestial being on earth, so satisfying. Even someone like me who knows nothing enjoys listening to it!"

"Boss, are you continuing tomorrow? A friend of mine says he wants to watch!"

"@FangJueyu, Director, tell the truth, was it you?"

"Keep some sense in your words upstairs. In these few days of financial wars, CN Great God has maneuvered over three trillion dollars. Is this a personal fortune?"

"But I'm blind guessing it was the director!"

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"Minister, initial estimates indicate the opponent now controls over three trillion dollars. Once the market opens tomorrow, I believe the Huaxia people will continue attacking our exchange rate market. With our current US Dollar reserves, I'm afraid we can't withstand it!"

"Tap, tap, tap..." Nick's pen clattered against the table as he pondered. As the finance minister of the Ous Kingdom, he had weathered countless storms over the years, yet their country's economy steadily grew like a ten-thousand-ton giant ship.

But now, it was akin to hitting an iceberg, like the Titanic, teetering precariously, and its sinking was just a matter of time.

"Seek help from the United States!" Nick sighed. This was their last straw.

Nick's assistant quickly dialed the United States Department of Treasury, but soon, the assistant returned, looking ashen.

"What happened? Can't the United States spare the money to help us?" Nick instinctively sensed something was amiss, "The US Dollar is issued by the United States. If they don't have money, can't they just print it?"

Nick's assistant wore a look akin to having eaten something distasteful, "Minister, even if they want to print money, they need paper, no? Without paper, how do they print money?"

"What do you mean?"

"The paper for the US Dollar is special, imported from Borat (anti-404 made-up name). They claimed that from a few days ago, the entire supply of cotton fibers from Borat was completely cut off. All usable paper in the market had been scooped up by major companies within a few days, leaving not even a scrap of toilet paper!"

"What? Is there such a thing?"

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"Hahaha! This is killing me, not even a scrap of toilet paper? What a talent!" Laughter like a barbell erupted in Guo Shu's study as Fang Jueyu burst out.

Who else but Fang Jueyu could pull this off? As they were strategizing this trade war, Xiao Yi had already considered this part, making a few calls to have all suppliers of fiber and timber in collaboration with Borat cease cooperation.

Not only that, but Fang Jueyu also directed a frenzy under companies in his Borat name to sweep up everything in the market that could be used for paper-making, sparing not even toilet paper in case they had to resort to printing money with it.

"Quick, Xiao Yi, capture this segment of the conversation for me. I can't be the only one to know about it!" Fang Jueyu's evil sense of humor was once again ignited.

CN: "Let me share a segment of conversation with you all. Be mindful of your surroundings; I fear you might be treated like fools!"

CN's reappearance instantly attracted countless onlookers. This time, not only Huaxia people were eating the melon; those foreigners were eating it too, even more voraciously than the Huaxia people.

"What the heck? Did the Great God CN steal another country's secret conversation?"

"What do you mean steal? CN Great God is just taking it, openly and honestly taking it!"

"Let me check out what's going on first!"

One minute later, all the forums in Huaxia erupted into laughter.

"Hahaha, the Ous Kingdom sought help from the United States, but they ran out of paper to print money, hahaha!"

"There's no toilet paper left in Borat, what will they use to wipe their butts?"

"Hehehe, sorry, I can't help it. Who did this? So powerful, huh?"

"This move is so brazen, huh? Great God C, honestly, was it you who had someone do it?"

"Hahaha, my head is laughing off..."

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