Chapter 322: An Angel Sent from Heaven

“But now is not the time to act rashly,” the aide advised, forcing a smile.
“If we can achieve widespread vaccine availability within three or four months, we can stabilize the situation!
This timing is absolutely crucial!
Other countries are already preparing legislation allowing only vaccinated individuals to enter or leave the country. If we…”
“Can’t we find another company?”
“It’s too late. Currently, no company can produce a vaccine as fast as AstraZeneca, owned by Fang Huan.
Finding another company would at least double the time.
By then, America might become the only ‘vaccine-free island’ in the world.”
The president understood.
Those guys had calculated this perfectly, which is why they dared to be so arrogant!
They knew that, in the whole world, only they could solve this emergency!
"You mean, other countries... have already given in to them and stopped their investigations?"
"Yes, because the vaccines are in their hands.
Moreover, once vaccinations begin, we'll also have to rely on them for booster shots against the mutated virus.
Switching to another company's vaccine midway through would carry an extremely high risk of serious side effects."
This means they're trapped.
For at least the next three years, they'll have to obediently use their vaccines.
"Outrageous!"
Making the world's leading superpower bow down to a company?
He's actually being manipulated by a company that's profiting from a national crisis?
"But let me tell you, I'm not like those leaders in Europe!"
A glint of madness flashed in his eyes.
"You want me to bow down to them? No way!"
Fang Huan Investment has really hit a brick wall this time.
Who is the president?
He's known throughout America as one of the most difficult people to deal with!
He suddenly turned to his aides, a strange smile playing on his lips.
“We were just saying we were going to throw a lot of money into the stock market, right?”
“Ah…yes, yes. The immediate priority is to narrow credit spreads and boost market confidence.”
“And invest in corporate bonds and ETFs, right?”
“Exactly. To drive up overall stock prices, we need to invest astronomical sums.”
The aides, seeing the president's expression, felt a sudden chill; a sense of foreboding washed over them.
“Then this money,” the president grinned, revealing gleaming white teeth,
“can’t we just have that China Strategic Investment Fund and Fanghuan Investment come up with the funding?”
“…Huh?”
All the aides were dumbfounded, as if they had heard something utterly unbelievable.
"What? Is there a problem?" The president spread his hands confidently.
"Didn't they make a fortune off ETFs?
Then let them take on the 'responsibility' of saving the global stock market!
Order them to pour all their ill-gotten gains into our financial markets to bail them out!
Isn't that fair?!"
The Oval Office fell into a deathly silence.
The staff were dumbfounded, unsure how to react.
Let another country's sovereign wealth fund and a private company foot the bill for Emily's economic crisis?
And let them indiscriminately dump trillions of dollars into their own stock market?
"What? Is that not allowed?"
“The other side…the other side will absolutely not accept it!” an aide stammered.
“Investing money in the stock market now is tantamount to suicide, they know that better than anyone!
Both the China Strategic Investment Fund and Fang Huan are definitely planning to invest in the rising bond market as a safe haven!”
“Even if this approach causes a temporary rebound in the stock market, they themselves will lose everything! They can't accept it!”
“Then force them to accept it!” the president slammed his fist on the table, roaring irrationally.
“Tell them that if they don't comply, this is a serious diplomatic problem!
We will unite the whole world and shift all the blame onto their government!”
“But…but…”
The aides felt a chill; the president had started again!
This was no longer negotiation, but blatant thuggery.
Of course, this wasn't his craziest act.
Back when he was negotiating with a chubby young man, didn't this man, over a mere argument, threaten to drop a nuclear bomb on him?
"This...this is insane!"
"I am insane!" the president roared in his final fury.
"Go and relay the message now! America will never bow down!"
***
Fanghuan Investment, Chairman's Office.
Lin Fan reported the information he had just received from the Americans with a look of utter disbelief.
"So...the Americans mean they want us, along with the China Strategic Investment Fund, to inject massive amounts of capital into America to forcibly pull up their shaky market?"
After hearing the report, Su Hao's expression was somewhat strange.
"Yes, Chairman Su. They call this 'corporate responsibility.'
Their logic is that as long as we buy in massive amounts, the stock price will naturally rise, and the market will stabilize.
Their government itself injected a lot of money before, but the effect was minimal.
So this time they want to pull off a big one, and...they want us to be the suckers."
Using another country's sovereign wealth fund and a private company to save their own financial market?
No need to guess, it's obvious who could come up with such an outrageous thought process!
Besides President Emily, there's no one else who could!
This is an incredibly arrogant, illogical, and thuggish suggestion.
But…
“So,” Su Hao’s lips slowly curved into a playful smile, “we don’t need to hesitate anymore?”
This is like a godsend, exactly what they need right now!
“Yes, Chairman Su.” Lin Fan also realized, his eyes gleaming with a strange light,
“Now, no matter how much money we invest, no matter how much of a splash we make, they can’t accuse us of ‘disrupting the market.’
Because… they forced us to do it!”
Whether it’s Fang Huan or the national team.
After completing the last round of position clearing, they’ve been under the watchful eyes of the world, and any large-scale fund movement would attract endless trouble.
Holding a fortune, yet unable to act, like a dragon with its limbs bound, possessing immense power but nowhere to use it.
But now, Emily has personally handed them an 'unlimited right to fire'!
And she even has the audacity to say: "It's your responsibility!"
Su Hao's gaze returned to the blank sheet of paper.
He picked up his pen, the nib hovering gently above the word "Buy."
The instant the pen touched the paper—
"?!"
A powerful signal surged from his fingertips, a premonition mingled with ecstasy and trepidation!
The words "Hold" beside it had dimmed, no longer eliciting any response.
'President Emily...'
A wry smile flickered across Su Hao's face.
'Is this some kind of angel sent from heaven?'