But Zhu Zhiyuan's next words made her nervous again.
Zhu Zhiyuan said: "But the civil war in Ukraine only lasts a few years."
"Civil war?" Nadya's expression became condensed: "Who is fighting whom? Is it because they are running for president?"
"No." Zhu Zhiyuan shook his head: "It's Donbas. Ukraine wants to join NATO, and the Russian-speaking people there want to return to Russia. Of course the Ukrainian government doesn't agree, so they started fighting."
Nadya also knew something about the situation in Donbas, and she asked urgently: "How long will it take?"
"Year 2014."
This time, Zhu Zhiyuan gave an accurate time point.
Nadya looked at him blankly for a while and said, "What was the result?"
"Eventually Russia got involved."
Nadya was stunned for a while, then she said: "The last thing."
Zhu Zhiyuan didn't answer because he didn't know.
But he concealed it very skillfully. He sighed slightly, took a sip of wine, and said: "You are living more comfortably now. Even because the government's authority is not enough, your father and the others feel like a fish in water. But once the war breaks out on a large scale, Most of the people have become refugees, and those who cannot leave, the men have been sent to the battlefield. Everything you have worked so hard on in Lipu will be greatly affected, and may even fall apart."
Nadya looked at him with serious eyes.
She could picture that.
Today's Ukraine is very suitable for smuggling groups like them. It may be a little harder for the people, but for smuggling groups like theirs, life is very prosperous.
This is why she can mobilize hundreds of millions of dollars to speculate in U.S. stocks. Smuggling is really profitable.
But once a large-scale war breaks out, that won't work. Men of the right age will definitely go to the battlefield. Without strong men, the smuggling group in Prague will naturally collapse.
"How to deal with it?" Nadya asked.
"It's too early to mention this." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "Besides, as time goes by, you may not believe it. Even if you believe me, your father and others may not believe it. Even if I give my opinion, you can't convince them, right? ?”
This is true.
Inexplicably, it is said that in more than ten years, Ukraine will be at war with Russia, so we must first prepare, go to Africa, and bring out a Wagner. Prague and others believe that he is a weirdo.
Even Nadya can't believe it all.
Even if Zhu Zhiyuan gave her a solid shock tonight.
"But I can give you a few points in time to convince them."
"Oh?" Nadya's eyes lit up: "What time."
"In 2008, that is, next year, August 8, the opening day of the Beijing Olympics in China, on this day, Georgia sent troops to South Ossetia."
"What?" Nadya was surprised: "Is Georgia crazy?"
"For the sake of the election." Zhu Zhiyuan spread his hands: "There is nothing politicians can't do for the sake of the election."
Nadya nodded: "What's the result?"
"You can get the result even if you think about it." Zhu Zhiyuan smiled: "Emperor Pu was born in the KGB and was very scheming. He had already transferred the elite 58th Army. When he swiped his card, he attacked with zero one. Emperor Pu slapped him with a backhand. fainted."
"Zero when swiping the card" was Saakashvili's joke on the Internet, but Zhu Zhiyuan spoke so fast that Nadya didn't pay attention.
She nodded: "That's definitely the case."
Then she noticed the important point and said, "Next year, August 8th?"
"Yes." Zhu Zhiyuan admired her acumen very much: "You can tell your father and others in advance, then they will believe you next time you play the magic stick again."
He sounded joking, but Nadya did not laugh.
He metaphorically called him a magic stick, but in Nadya's ears, he knew the war next year in advance and knew the exact date. This was a god.
She was shocked on the island before, so she chose the second answer. However, deep down in her heart, she was still not completely convinced.
Zhu Zhiyuan's performance at that time was indeed amazing, but this land has experienced countless wars and produced countless amazing and talented warriors.
Maybe Zhu Zhiyuan is very skilled?
Just like the U.S. stock market, maybe it was Zhu Zhiyuan's unique vision and what kind of particularly powerful mathematical model was used to calculate it?
It's not impossible.
But predicting next year's war is completely different.
Because war is something that needs people to promote it.
No matter how powerful the mathematician is, no matter how powerful the modeling is, it is impossible to predict the behavior of a politician.
"I will." She nodded.
Her attitude made Zhu Zhiyuan very satisfied and said: "The subprime mortgage crisis in the United States will devastate the global economy."
Nadya nodded. She didn't know why Zhu Zhiyuan suddenly mentioned the economy without any explanation.
"Nadya, what do you think will happen to the international oil price under the global economic crisis next year?"
"It will definitely fall sharply." Nadya almost didn't even think about it.
Seeing Zhu Zhiyuan smiling and refusing to answer, she added: "The current oil price has exceeded one hundred dollars a barrel, which is already very high. When the economic crisis comes, factories close down on a large scale, and less oil is needed, the oil price will definitely fall."
"That's the theory." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded.
Nadya heard something in his words: "What about actually?"
"Actually." Zhu Zhiyuan raised his glass to Najia, drank the wine in one gulp, poured another glass, and said: "The price of oil will continue to rise. On July 11th next year, it will rise to High point of one hundred and forty-four dollars.”
"What?" Nadya shouted in surprise: "How much did you say?"
"One hundred and forty-four dollars a barrel."
"This is impossible." Nadya shook her head decisively: "One hundred dollars a barrel is already a very high price. Didn't you say that the West always wants to suppress Russia? At one hundred dollars a barrel, Russia is already living very comfortably. On the contrary, it’s probably you, China, who are having a hard time.”
"Yeah." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded, without refuting her, and said, "But it will fall later. By the end of December, it will fall to about 36 yuan, a drop of 75%."
Such an accurate date, such an accurate number, and the time required is not long. Counting now, it is about a year, which is completely verifiable.
Nadya looked at Zhu Zhiyuan and completely stopped talking.
In this look, she has completely lost her usual sharpness and shrewdness. Her red lips are slightly open, and her eyes as blue as the deep sea are a little misty and dreamlike. In addition, she has soft and close-fitting long hair. The skirt is so tempting.
Zhu Zhiyuan stood up, bowed and said, "Miss Nadya, can I ask you to dance?"
Nadya was stunned for a moment, but did not refuse. She put down the cup and stood up.
Zhu Zhiyuan held her hand with one hand and held her waist with the other, dancing slowly.
Nadya kept looking into his eyes.
Zhu Zhiyuan didn't dodge at all and kept looking at her.
Women are not afraid of hooligans, what women are most afraid of is cowards.
Nadya's deep blue eyes slowly changed, just like a layer of mist rising on the sea at midnight.
She closed her hands and hooked Zhu Zhiyuan's neck.
She is tall, 1.77 meters tall, but she is not wearing high heels at the moment. Compared to Zhu Zhiyuan's 1.84 meters, she is still a little shorter.
But distance was never an issue.
His eyes tightened, Zhu Zhiyuan's head slowly bent down, and Nadya even took the initiative to stand on tiptoe.
Lips touching...
Zhu Zhiyuan opened his eyes and it was already dawn.
My left arm is a little numb.
Nadya's head rested on his arm, and her whole body was like a soft octopus, wrapped around him with all four limbs.
Beneath the short blond hair is an impeccably delicate face.
Zhu Zhiyuan reached out and tucked a strand of hair hanging down behind her ear.
Nadya moved a little, her red lips pouting slightly: "No more...please..."
Zhu Zhiyuan laughed dumbly.
He took himself out of Nadya's arms and covered Nadya with a sheet.
I took my clothes and went to take a shower. I looked at the time and saw it was past nine o'clock, almost ten o'clock.
Since his rebirth, he has been strict with himself and got up early every day to exercise.
However, there are two exceptions.
One time was with Laticia.
Another time is today.
"Women are indeed goblins." After taking a shower, Zhu Zhiyuan shook his head with some affection: "No wonder it is said in Tang poems that from now on the king will not go to court early. If there is such a goblin pestering you day and night, it is strange to go to court early."
