"Give me a newspaper."

Traust smiled and took the newspaper and handed the money to the old man who sold it.

This is a newsstand next to Traust's hotel.

The old man who sells newspapers has always liked Traust, and Traust's gentlemanly temperament always makes people feel kind.

"Your newspaper, poor Obaid, could have such a thing."

Traust smiled and thanked him and returned to the hotel.

In his room, Traust flipped through the Khartoum Monitor, one of the most widely circulated newspapers in the North Soviet Union.

"What's the news?" Traust's nominal assistant, Stephen, walked into the room and asked.

Traust handed the newspaper over and pointed to the headline.

"At about 8 o'clock last night, a large-scale explosion occurred at the El Obaid oil refinery, killing more than 70 people and reducing the entire plant to rubble. According to the memories of local citizens, they could feel the violent tremors, hear the continuous explosions, and the sky was bright. It is reported that the fire after the explosion lasted overnight and is still being extinguished. ”

"There is no official statement about the cause of the accident, and according to well-informed sources, the explosion was not an accident, but a man-made detonation."

"This is reminiscent of the tragedy that occurred in the Abyejan area two years ago, when six oil wells were blown up......

Stephen is a stakeholder representative and is aware of Traust's plans.

Now that the game is laid out, the east wind is coming.

"Very well, El Obaid is the second largest oil refinery in North Sudan, with an annual output of about three million tons, and now it has been blown up, plus the oil wells that have been blown up in the Abyej area, the oil development in North Sudan is basically paralyzed. I don't think it will be long before it affects the foreign exchange market, and that's when it's time for us to make a move. Stephen analyzed.

He used to work on Wall Street, where the world's financial center is known, in his eyes, only numbers, good news, potential profits, and other things, he doesn't care at all.

Traust nodded, he knew that the east wind had arrived, and it was time to strike.

But after thinking about it, Traust still said: "I don't think it's enough, public opinion is still in a state of shock, and they are overwhelmingly reporting this tragedy to guide the attention of ordinary people." We need to intensify our efforts to focus the public's attention on the possible consequences of this chain of events. ”

"I think I'm going to meet the editor-in-chief of the Khartoum Monitor." Traust patted the newspaper on the table.

At that moment, the whole room shook without warning.

The strong tremor made Traust panic for a moment, and before he could react to what was happening, the next moment, the rumbling sound of the mountain roaring and the tsunami came.

The sound was undoubtedly far away, and it still made people feel suffocated.

"What's going on, is it an explosion?" Stephen looked panicked.

Khartoum is relatively peaceful, and it stands to reason that there will be no war.

Traust's face was also a little pale with fright, and he listened to the sound of running outside the corridor, and hurriedly ran to the balcony and looked out.

Looking at the far east, the flame giant that was gradually rising, Traust also fell into a stupor.

"That's in the direction of the refinery in Khartoum, my God, could it be that the refinery in Khartoum also exploded? This...... It's just amazing. Stephen, who had followed him, took one look at it, suddenly realized what had happened, and the shock on his face turned to ecstasy.

The refinery in Khartoum is the largest in North Sudan, with an annual output of about 5 million tons.

Now even this refinery has exploded, which means that the system of refined oil production that the North Soviet Union has worked so hard to build is completely destroyed.

Traust didn't speak, his face growing pale.

At this moment, there was a thought in his heart, the young man who looked kind and always smiled, was too crazy.

Just as he was thinking, the phone suddenly rang, pulling Traust's thoughts back.

When he took out his phone, Traust's expression immediately became solemn.

"Mr. Yang." It was Yang Tian who called.

Yang Tian's voice didn't fluctuate too much, and he asked how the plan was going.

Traust believed that Yang Tian would be able to hear the deafening explosion over the phone.

Therefore, Yang Tian's calm tone made Traust feel a deep chill, this young man was too terrifying.

Pick out the key points and report the progress of the plan to Yang Tian.

The 3.5 billion Sudanese pounds loaned by the Central Bank of the North Soviet Union have already arrived, and Traust has also made good contact with some of the financial markets of the North Soviet Union, and as soon as the time comes, he will begin to sell off the Sudanese pounds in large quantities in the foreign exchange market.

Of course, for his own suggestion, he dominated the trend of public opinion, and Traust did not hide it, and informed Yang Tian of everything.

For Yang Tian, he didn't dare to hide anything more, he just wanted to do his best to help Yang Tian do things well, earn his own million dollars and leave.

Yang Tian didn't say much, in terms of financial operations, he would not be more proficient than Traust.

"I have one more thing, I want to ask if you can help me do it." Finally, Yang Tian got to the point.

Traust's heart tightened, and he asked carefully, "What is the matter?" ”

Yang Tian chuckled lightly and said, "It's not a big deal, I just want to ask you, if it matters, help me purchase a batch of yellow cakes." ”

"Yellowcake?"

Traust was stunned for a moment, and did not react immediately.

Stephen on the side looked sideways slightly and gave an explanation with his mouth.

Yellow cake is the finished uranium ore.

Some people may think, isn't this thing a forbidden thing, how can it still be bought and sold?

In fact, uranium ore is indeed a prohibited product, and there are some restrictions on buying and selling, but it is not as strict as imagined.

Now the countries with the highest uranium reserves in the world are Australia, Kazakhstan, and Canada. The uranium reserves of these three countries alone account for more than 50 percent of the world's proven reserves.

Uranium ore is a resource, and of course it can be exported, exchanged for money.

After all, uranium ore is uranium ore, and if you want to make nuclear weapons, there is also a uranium enrichment process in the middle, and the content of U235 is very small, and one ton of uranium can refine more than a dozen grams of U235.

Because the technology of uranium enrichment is high enough, there are too few countries that have it, and the application of nuclear power generation, uranium ore, the so-called yellowcake, can still be exported and sold.

It's even a kind of futures, with an international price of about $60 a pound.

Stephen had bought and sold futures, so of course he knew about it.

Only then did Traust come to his senses, and his brow tightened.

What does Yang Tian want this thing for, and why do he ask himself if it has anything to do with it.

However, Traust really has something to do with it.

didn't dare to hide it, Traust said: "Mr. Yang, France's EDF, that is, EDF Group, you should have heard of it." ”

French EDF, of course Yang Tian has heard of it, the world's top 500.

"France's nuclear power is very developed, EDF has invested in 40% of France's nuclear power plants, and through them, we should be able to get the yellowcake that Mr. Yang needs." Traust explained.

After a pause, Traust asked the key question: "I just don't know, how much does Mr. Yang need?" ”

"How much? It's not much, just a few dozen tons. ”

Click.

Traust could clearly hear his jaw dropping.

Dozens of tons, not much, if this is not much, what is called more.

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