As Ming had said in his conversation with the taxi driver that day, neither Ming nor Caitlin had left Buckingham Palace that day. They had both been invited to stay as guests of Queen Elizabeth, who had also invited them to lunch and dinner.
Her intention was to discuss more with Zhou Ming about the plan to invest in Mexico, but for Zhou Ming, there was nothing to discuss about this plan at all. the same as the steps taken against the British pound. It was basically just a matter of finding the right time to sell off a large amount of Mexican currency. Mexico's own poor economic situation could not protect his wealth.
But that being said, when the Queen asked, Zhou Ming still explained to her in the appropriate language.
But it was Caitlyn who was more useful here, because the so-called royal families of European countries are actually all of the same origin, and after intermarrying with each other, the actual are all cousins. So when Caitlin introduced herself, Queen Elizabeth was surprised but not surprised to find that she was Caitlin's great-aunt.
Later, when Elisabeth learned that Catherina's father had died, she also felt very sad. This was real sadness, because Elisabeth's relationship with Archduke Ferdinand was still very good.
In the evening, Ming and Caitlin returned to their room. Ming told Caitlin, 'Get some rest, we need to get back to Paris early tomorrow.'
Caitlin nodded and asked Ming, 'Is this why you wanted your aunt to tell you about the Thirteen Orders?'
Zhou Ming knew that Caitlin would ask this question very soon. He himself had only started to plot his revenge against Jefferson after he had received news of Louise.
There was nothing to hide, let alone from Caitlin, so naturally Ming nodded: 'Yes, I said early on that I didn't understand the internal . With our current strength, fighting the entire church is tantamount to suicide, but if it's just one sect, and it's supported by another sect, then I'm much more confident. More importantly, this way it's hard to get revenge.'
'But I don't think it's just your luck. You're at least 80% sure, right?' Caitlyn asked.
Zhou Ming smiled and nodded, and indeed, that was what he thought. As the saying goes, where there are people, there are struggles and conflicts. Now the Holy See is divided into 13 sects, each leading one side. It is obvious that the Holy See is not an iron plate piece. The various sects are definitely fighting each other endlessly due to the uneven distribution of wealth and power, and they are more than happy to take advantage of any situation where they can bite their rivals.
'I knew that there must be conflicts between the thirteen sects, but I didn't expect that the one that dislikes the Maronites the most is the UK,' said Zhou Ming.
'This is also inevitable. The Maronites claim to have the most original teachings, while the British side believes in the Anglican Church. They reject each other as heretics,' said Caitlin.
'But in fact don't they all belong to the same church? They're all branches of the same God, so how can they be heretics?' Zhou Ming said meaningfully. 'But more importantly, these are actually tricks to deceive ordinary people. I think the fundamental conflict is still over interests and power!'
Zhou Ming said and shrugged his shoulders: 'But no matter what their conflict is about, the most important thing is that they have given me a choice.'
'But... Aren't you afraid that your aunt is deliberately giving you false information? How can you trust your aunt?' Caitlin asked a question she had long wanted to ask, and in fact it was the question she most wanted to ask tonight.
'Huh? your aunt would give me false information? I never thought about that!' Ming pretended to be surprised.
Caitlin was stunned: 'What Ming, you never thought about that? How can you do that? You're just making a fool of yourself! You have to know that once there is a problem, then you will be in deep trouble. I'm afraid you will really be driven out of Buckingham Palace today and become the laughing stock of the streets of London!'
Faced with Caitlyn's serious words, Ming couldn't help but laugh. 'Okay, I'm just teasing you. How could I not think of such an important thing?'
Caitlyn realised that Ming was just teasing her, and she pouted in annoyance.
Ming was very happily kissed her rosy lips and then told her, 'But what I was thinking was that your aunt gave us false information. This is a false proposition because she simply has no reason to trick us.'
Zhou Ming's words was not just something he said casually, but the result of careful consideration. In fact, before he asked Louise for the news, he had already considered the possibility that Louise might deliberately give him false information.
But then Zhou then thought that the only way Louise could do this was to sell herself out. If the other person had been Brando himself, Zhou Ming would definitely not have asked; but the problem was that the other person was just a bastard . Even if his reputation is well-known and he can do many things, the family behind Louise is already royal. In this respect, there is very little that Jefferson, an illegitimate son, can do.
Since there is no appeal to Jefferson, there was no need for Louise to swear allegiance. As for herself and Caitlyn, they were still allies, more or less. No matter how unreliable this alliance was, at least under the current circumstances, she had no reason to stab her in the back.
After confirming that that Louise would not betray her, then there was no reason not to trust her.
Caitlyn was also very clever. With Zhou Ming's reminder, she also figured out the key point, and she let out a sigh of relief.
Caitlyn was about to let out a sigh of relief, Zhou Ming said to her again, 'Now we can't let up. Since we've convinced the British, we also need to the situation in Mexico. After all, we only attacked Mexico to avenge Jefferson's Bank of America. If there are no short-term speculative opportunities there, then we will really lose out!'
Zhou Ming's worries his worries are not unfounded. Although Ming clearly remembers that George Soros made a move on Mexico, it was supposed to be three years later. The Mexican economy is currently in a upward phase, and whether it has the conditions to burst into an economic crisis and engage in financial speculation. Zhou Ming really can't tell for sure, which is why he needs the analysis of Caitlyn, a financial genius.
If moved against a country with a healthy economy, the result would most likely be huge losses, and the best result would be capital being locked up. This kind of result, which would give Jefferson and Mexico a welfare handout, is not what they want.
Caitlin also understood this. After thinking for a while, she said, 'From what I know so far, Mexico has been making every effort to transform itself since the debt crisis ten years ago. It is currently in the best stage of recovery from the last economic crisis, and I really haven't found a good breakthrough.'
This answer was not unexpected to Zhou Ming. After all, Mexico is a powerful country in the Americas, and even if there are hidden crises, at least on the surface things are still going well.
'What about the peso? What about Mexico's foreign exchange reserves?' Zhou Ming asked.
'At present, Mexico Mexico is currently following a strategy of pegging to the US dollar, with the peso's exchange rate closely tracking the US dollar, with very little fluctuation.' Caitlin had obviously looked up information on Mexico. 'This strategy is actually very strange. Why would a country ignore its domestic economic situation and forcibly peg its exchange rate? I dare say this an act that carries huge hidden dangers, especially when his foreign exchange reserves are not very abundant.'
Caitlyn turned to a new tack and said, 'But this is only if there is a problem. However, Mexico is still a very worthwhile place to invest. A lot of international hot money is pouring into Mexico, and this hot money can effectively help Mexico withstand the onslaught of the economic crisis.'
'However, in in my opinion, these hot money is not reliable at all. Once the crisis hits, I believe they will run away even faster than rabbits.' Zhou Ming thought for a while and then asked, 'By the way, I heard that there are also a lot of poor people in Mexico?'
Caitlin shook her head: 'Sorry, I haven't noticed this yet, but there is a huge wealth gap there.'
'If I remember correctly, Mexico has a total population of 90 million, and its poor population is over 40 million. I think this will be Mexico's biggest hidden danger!' Ming Zhou is very sure, 'but anyway, these are just rough analyses. The real detailed data won't be available until tomorrow when I go to Paris, and my classmates from the finance course will be there too.'
Caitlin smiled, 'I'll be happy to see them too.'
While Zhou Ming and Caitlin were in their room discussing the analysis of the situation in Mexico, something they never expected was happening in the Queen Elizabeth's room.
Queen Elizabeth Elizabeth was already approaching her sixties, but she was still awake at this hour. She and her husband were both sitting at the table, waiting for an important phone call.
After a long before the phone finally rang. Elisabeth answered quickly, and a strong voice came from the other end: 'Queen of the Windsors, what is the matter that you are calling me in such a hurry?'
'I'm very sorry apologise, my Lord, for disturbing your peace, but I have something very important to tell you about the heretics of the Maroon Party. I'm sure you'll be very interested,' said, 'Today a Chinese man broke into my palace. He was not driven out by my guards, and he finally made it to me through the layers of guards!'
Elizabeth continued, 'That's amazing, but that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he told me about his plan to take Mexico, and his plan happens to be exactly the same as ours.'
'So you want to cooperate with the Chinese, right? But right now we don't have enough brewing,' a reminder came from the other side .
'My dear Makoto, I understand, but if he acts before us, our plan may fall through. So, rather than that, we might as well act together with him in advance. What do you think?' Elisabeth asked carefully, waiting for Makoto's final answer.
'Then go do it. My child, go and teach those bastards from the Maronites a lesson so hard that they will understand that we, the Anglican Church, are the true religion!' Damao scolded very gently.