In the famous West Wing Oval Office, President Walsh Jr. was slapped his thigh and laughing, looking very happy.

Because just now, he received a call from the Ministry of Defense, saying that his troops had won a great victory in Anfghanistan. The Allied forces in Anfghanistan had already captured the capital of Anfghanistan last night. It can be said that their Allied forces have actually taken power in Anfghanistan.

"Our army is worthy of being the strongest in the world. I thought the war might last three months or even longer. After all, our preparation time is very short, but I never expected that the war will end in just half a month!"

Defense Secretary Rafield stood at Walsh's desk, raising his head proudly and was very proud.

"Mr. President, I think that's what you chose the right decision at the right time!" said Rafield.

This made Walsh feel very comfortable. He happily said that his most correct decision was to let Rafield serve as Secretary of Defense: "You were the youngest Secretary of Defense back then. You had more understanding of military than many people, and this was also the victory achieved under your command!"

Rafield raised his head: "This is my victory, and it is also your victory, Mr. President!"

After a bunch of commercial buzzing, Rafield finally dared to say what he had prepared long ago: "But Mr. President, although we have achieved a decisive victory in Afghanistan, we still failed to catch the terror leader."

"This is a problem, but not a particularly important issue."

Walsh Jr. said: "After all, our allies have just entered the capital, and the war has only started for only half a month. It is already amazing to achieve the current results. As for those terrorists, when our soldiers and our allies completely take over Afghanistan and catch a small terrorist leader, is it more difficult than catching a fox in the mountains?"

At this time, Walsh was full of confidence, but he never expected that under his leadership, the United States had been pierced in Afghanistan for twenty years, becoming a financially rotten sore that kept flowing pus.

After talking about the issue of the Anfghan War, Walsh Jr. turned around and looked at his Finance Minister Robert.

"How are the arrangements in Atlanta? With new capital injections in the market and the Fed's interest rate cut cooperation, I believe that it has gained a great advantage."

"You don't have to hide it from me. I already know that the wealthy families such as Rockefeller, Morgan and Teesman have all focused on Atlanta. It seems that our real estate market is finally about to rise!"

However, Walsh Jr. was happy and relaxed, but Robert's expression was as serious as ever, and even a little embarrassed.

"Originally...Mr. President, I'm afraid things are not as optimistic as you think."

"Indeed, these wealthy families have focused their attention on Atlanta. Even large investment banks with deep backgrounds such as Motton, Manhattan, and Shenggao, their heads in Atlanta have begun to take action..."

Little Walsh felt that the more he listened to Robert's words, the more he couldn't understand them.

"Since it's all so smooth, isn't it the same as the Anfghan War?"

Walsh Jr. also joked: "Did you have a terrifying leader who didn't catch it?"

Robert's smile was still bitter: "It may not be just the terrifying leaders, but these wealthy families and the big investment banks they control, he

Our goal is not beautiful land, but beautiful houses, just because Zhou Ming just registered a CDS contract for Meifang Company.”

Robert's words were like a spell. As he said it, the air in the entire office was frozen.

Everyone looked at Walsh carefully, not daring to breathe. No one knew what kind of anger the young second-generation president was brewing.

As the president of the federal government, Walsh Jr. was still scheming, so he did not get furious directly. Instead, he nodded silently, then looked up and asked Robert: "What happened? Why is this happening? If I remember correctly, that guy Holland borrowed my name not long ago to ask the big investment bank and insurance companies not to cooperate with American real estate."

Walsh's words appeared to be plain, but in Robert's ears, they were like bricks hitting towards him, making him covered in his head.

Robert still had to bite the bullet and nodded and said yes.

"Holland did reach cooperation with several major insurance companies and investment bank presidents, but Zhou Ming did not give up. He invited Pissart to cooperate with the CDS contract for M&A." Robert said.

Walsh Jr. raised his head in disbelief: "Pisat? Has it made a CDS contract for Meifang?"

Robert still nodded: "It's Pissart, and they set up a financial department to take charge of this work."

"Because Zhou Ming attaches so much importance to the CDS contract and does not make any statements, Rockefeller and Morgan made a wrong judgment, believing that Zhou Ming did this to predict the market, so he couldn't sit still and wanted to cooperate with Zhou Ming."

After hearing Robert's words, Walsh Jr. was silent for a while, then waved his hand to signal Rafield, Ball and Robert to stay, and the others went out first.

After everyone went out and closed the door, Walsh Jr. suddenly broke out: "What's the matter with him? I asked you to use all the resources to help Holland. I even allowed him to borrow my influence, and this result was the result?"

"As a result, Zhou Ming did nothing, just made CDS contracts, which attracted almost all Wall Street giants? On the contrary, Robert, your Mr. Holland used so many resources and even borrowed my influence to block the other party's resources, but there was no result?"

At the end of the conversation, Walsh slammed the table fiercely: "Are you talking to me?"

Robert could only argue that this was Zhou Ming's conspiracy, and said that Franklin targeted several homeless camps in Atlanta, all of which gave loans to the poor, so he rushed up the base. These data were of no value at all. Zhou Ming deceived the wealthy families such as Rockefeller and Morgan.

"Doing? If deceiving works so well, then let Holland cheat me out too!" Little Walsh said angrily.

"Look at the situation in Afghanistan, Rafield settled the battle in less than half a month. I thought the real estate market would have some breakthrough performance. Even if it could not compare to the Anfghan War, at least it should have some achievements and take the initiative in hand."

"But what's the result now? The Chinese Zhou Ming doesn't have to do anything. It's just a CDS contract or a CDS contract for a new energy company, so it's all the market there. Did I not give you support, or did I not give you money and resources?"

Facing Walsh Little

He almost poked the finger on his face, but Robert didn't say anything at all, just lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything.

He was really shameless to say anything else. After all, the president gave him so much support. He had previously swear to say that Holland blocked the CDS contract channels of U.S. and U.S. would definitely take the lead. Who knew that Zhou Ming would make a CDS contract that caused such a loud momentum? Rockefeller, Morgan and Teesman all came to the door on their own initiative.

Robert couldn't understand what was going on. Is that Chinese really so powerful?

After venting, little Walsh was tired, so he held the desk and sat down again: "Tell me, what else do you think now?"

Robert immediately looked up and said, "Mr. President, I can call Piero and Freeman immediately and ask them to stop this kind of practice that endangers the Federation immediately and ask them to isolate the Chinese!"

"No matter what that guy Zhou Ming wants to do, his CDS contract always needs to be sold to transfer risks, so we just need to block his sales channels so that his CDS contract will not be able to continue operating."

"And now all those who apply for loans in Meifang are homeless homeless people. Their default risk is very high. I'm afraid they will default in the first month, and then Pisart will have to pay compensation. If you are lucky, you may be able to drain Pisart's capital flow for the first time..."

Robert spoke very happily, but later he started dancing, and didn't see that little Walsh's face was not good-looking.

It was Secretary of State Ball who reacted and hurriedly stopped Robert's self-talk.

"Mr. Robert's approach is very good, but I don't think the federal economic strategy should be delayed any longer. Since Zhou Ming and Mr. Franklin have proved their abilities, we can work with them directly."

"After all, no matter whether it is beautiful houses or beautiful land, they are very important second-tier mortgage companies in the federal government. We don't need to let one of them go bankrupt. And since Wall Street has chosen Zhou Ming, we can start the real estate market faster as long as we follow Wall Street's choices."

Seeing that Ball refuted him like this, Robert was displeased and he immediately retorted.

"What does Mr. Ball mean? Do you want Mr. President to admit defeat to that Chinese?"

Ball looked up at Robert: "It's not about winning or losing, it's just that Mr. President needs to be responsible for real estate policies, and Mr. Zhou Ming was originally the partner of the President, otherwise Mr. President would not specifically invite him to Atlanta."

Robert stared at the eyes: "Don't you know if Mr. President asked that guy Zhou Ming to go to Atlanta to cooperate?"

Robert wanted to say something, but Walsh Jr. stood up and waved his hand to stop their argument.

"Half an hour ago, Rafield brought me news of the victory of the Afghan War, but if I remember correctly, it seems that the time for me to sign the property bill is longer than the Afghan War, so I need another victory, do you understand?"

Walsh Jr. almost questioned and said to Robert.

Robert nodded repeatedly to show that he understood.

Walsh Jr. nodded with satisfaction: "Then next, please let our real estate agent return to the normal track he should be on."
Chapter completed!