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"Okay, next time Dad asks again, I'll just say so."

"Just try your best." Nan Yi gave Nan Ruofeng a brainstorm, and asked again: "Has Huang Zhouxuan and Guan Erfu won or lost in the stock market?"

"It's still fighting, Dad, and they'll probably shake hands and make peace."

"Why?"

"Li Tongban jumped out to be a peacemaker."

"Oh, let's make up, we're not in vain, we can always earn some interest."

Nan Ruofing pouted, "I'm not reconciled, that woman surnamed Li is so annoying, I want to make her look good."

"Oh, how can you be so generous? After more than ten years of hard work, she finally caught a rich man and became a money-giver. It's understandable that she can't recognize herself for a while. Little girl, are you angry at her for offending you? , are you angry that she looks good?"

"No, Dad, she looks as good as me?"

"Hehe, if you ask me, of course I will say you are good-looking, who made you my daughter?"

Nan Ruofing pulled her face down, "That's why she's pretty."

"Haha, your voice is better than hers. She has the voice of a male duck, and you have the voice of a little hen."

"Daddy hates it."

When Nan Ruofeng heard Nanyi's words, she turned her head away and snorted.

"It's great, I can still find what a little girl should look like in you." Nan Yi said with emotion.

Nan Ruofing turned her face away, pretending to be childish and said, "Dad, can you take me to dinner tonight?"

"Wonderford."

"No, I want to eat M Ji, other people's food is better."

"Go, go, overact."

"Hey hey."

The father and daughter played around for a while, then stared at the TV screen intently.

Nan Ruofing has 5,000 empty orders, and Nanyi has more. He has 8,000 hands. This time he did not go through the PY channel, but went to London HSBC. No one will give him a margin pit again, but this time he will not. He needs someone else to fill it in for him, the bullets are rich, and it is easy for Nanyi to add a margin.

"Flowers bloom and fall, the river is long and long, a myth is a wave, a myth is a teardrop, there is you in the gathering, and there is me in the gathering, you and I are passing by in a hurry..."

After dinner, Nan Yi and Nan Ruobing were not in a hurry to go back to their own building, they stayed with Fang Mengyin to watch the videotape of "Feng Shen Bang" with her.

"Father, Nezha looks familiar, isn't he Yuan Ye from "Sixteen-Year-Old Flower Season"?"

"You read?"

"After watching two episodes, I don't like Ouyang Yanyan and Bai Xue. The characters are not good enough. They are obviously immature ghosts and they still have to pretend to be mature."

"I think it's pretty good. You're also pretending to be mature. It's in line with your mentality at your age."

"I don't."

"Don't make noise, just watch TV."

The quarrel between the two annoyed Fang Mengyin who was concentrating on watching TV.

Hearing this, Nan Yi and the two shut their mouths.

After watching one and a half episodes, Fang Mengyin stopped watching. As long as there is no official business, Fang Mengyin will go to bed early and get up after four o'clock the next day.

Back to her side, Nan Ruobing stayed in the living room to watch "Growing Pains Season 6", Nan Yi went back to the bedroom, tucked into the bed, and watched "Wan Jun" with a piece of paper in his hand.

In the next few days, Nanyi stayed at home and watched TV. It should be the U.S. military's intentional connivance. Many partial shots of troops and generals can be seen on TV. There are soldiers sitting in transport planes, etc. There are very few pictures of planes that really play a decisive role. The French Mirage-2000 and the British Tornado have appeared several times.

There are also pictures of the Iraqi army in Kuwait City, with their heads held high and their chests held high, striding forward with arrogance, and tank formations driving through the streets in a murderous spirit, heading for the area where they are to be stationed. This is the Babylonian Eagle, this is an army that can The iron army that flattened the earth.

In Baghdad, in a bunker with unknown location and no name, Saddam was smoking a cigar and flipping through "Wei Liaozi". The bamboo slips were unfolded bit by bit, and as the bamboo slips were completely spread out, Saddam's mind Gradually, there is a strategy in the middle - the enemy does not move, I do not move, and a static defense is launched on the spot.

Nan Yi wanted to give the dollar a little respect, so he played passionate and tense music in the living room. Whenever the phone rang, he would tremble, with cold sweat on his forehead, and said to the other end of the phone, "Additional deposit ", then put down the phone heavily, panting heavily.

Looking at the more than one million dollars that was deducted from the account, Nanyi made a phone call and transferred more than one million dollars from the account, leaving only seven million in the account. If there is no difficulty, he will take the initiative to create difficulties, Otherwise, the game would not be exciting, and his children would not understand how difficult it is for him to make money, and would not know how to be grateful.

He looked at the TV screen, then at the computer screen, then lowered his head and poked the needle and thread through the patch of the pants. The new three years were three years old, and a pair of pants was worn for nine years.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, a gust of breeze blows in from the yard, and a heavy book on the coffee table is blown up. Amidst the sound of the wind, the title of the book "Public Opinion War-Creating a Gratitude Effect" on the book cover quickly sways with the wind.

Clang, clang, the door of the ice-making cabinet was blown open by the wind, clang rattling, several stacks of banknotes fell from it, stepping on the wind, Mrs. Chen brought Nanyi a bowl of boiled plain noodles with a small bowl of chili sauce on the side, on a tray Here, the garlic cloves are dancing in the wind.

"Master, today's tiger bone soup is the first soup, and the nutrition has been boiled into the noodles."

"Well, you have a heart."

Nan Yi put down his sewing and underpants, peeled off two pieces of garlic first, went to the sink to wash his hands, came back and put some chili sauce into the noodles, and started to eat with the garlic.

After eating a bowl of noodles, feeling hot and thirsty, Nan Yi took some mineral water from Kanglong Island by air in a canned bottle, took two gulps and let out a sigh of relief.

Going to wash up again, Nanyi went back to the bedroom and changed into a sweater with the words "10% discount for the opening of a certain shopping mall" hot stamped on it, went to the tool room, took out a hoe, went to the garden, and tended the two ridges he had reclaimed Vegetable field.

After hoeing the grass, I went to a corner of the manor to open the cover on the septic tank. After a while, the methane gas would dissipate. Nanyi stopped by to bring the golden pole, golden dung spoon, and golden urine bucket. The weather was cool. There is no need to worry about burning to death when applying manure water to vegetables at noon.

Before applying the manure water, Nanyi first collected the radishes in one third of the ridge. The radishes are small, the big ones are only as thick as the thumb of a toe, and the small ones are only as thick as the index finger. Radishes are suitable for pickling whole.

On January 9, WTI oil futures opened at 25.52 and closed at $27.26; on January 10, opened at 28.05 and closed at $27.71...on January 15, opened at 31.30 and closed at $30.07; on January 16 , with an opening price of 31.17 and a closing price of $32.00.

On January 16, Nanyi could no longer receive calls to increase the margin. The United States released the first batch of 1.12 million barrels of crude oil to the market, and the International Energy Agency followed up and released 2.5 million barrels of crude oil.

On January 17, F-117 stealth fighter, F-15E fighter-bomber, F-15C/D fighter, F-111 fighter-bomber, F-4C anti-radar attack aircraft, B-52C strategic bomber, French Mirage-2000 and British The "Whirlwind" fighter jet; E-3D airborne early warning aircraft, EF-111A electronic jamming aircraft, E-8A joint surveillance and target attack system aircraft, TR-19 strategic reconnaissance aircraft, RF-4C tactical reconnaissance aircraft took off successively, Wuyang Wu Central to fly to the Iraqi mainland.

When the first missile landed, the world's major oil companies immediately announced to freeze the price of oil at a lower level before the war.

Speculators who think they have seen through everything, betting on all their fortunes and even their lives are crazy. On January 17th, as soon as the market opened, God made a big joke for them. The opening price was 24.50 US dollars, and yesterday’s closing price was still 32.00 US dollars, who stole the difference of 7.5 US dollars?

Generally speaking, the company platform that operates WTI oil futures will provide 50-200 times leverage. If it is higher, the conditions for forced liquidation will be harsher.

If you are worth 1 million today, it will become 1 billion or billions in a few days. Faced with this kind of temptation, there are not a few people who dare to give it a go.

While Nanyi was paying attention to WTI oil futures, several Hong Kong-based representatives of Shengmin Petroleum Group, which was established a few years ago, were also paying close attention to oil futures prices.

Shengmin Petroleum Group is a very special group, and it is also a group with a lot of sentiments. "Building a life for the people" is its highest pursuit. At the beginning of its opening, a slogan was posted on the wall of the lobby on the first floor of its headquarters—— Hard work and plain living, for the country and the people, not for the purpose of profit, all benefits to the people.

At that time, after Shunzhi chopped off countless heads that opposed him, he finally put forward his policy program "never add taxes".

In the same way, it should be very interesting to never make a profit.

"Dad, it's 23.34."

"Immediately, immediately open a position and buy 320 barrels short."

"Dad, the lowest hand."

"You make up for the less."

"Hee hee, really." Nan Ruobing smiled, picked up the phone to place an order, and said after a while: "It's a deal."

"Watch the market."

a long time.

"22.83."

"Close the position immediately."

"Dad, the phone is busy."

"Keep playing, $510, if we can't close the position, we will go bankrupt."

"I'm fighting."

Nan Ruofing nervously redialed and redialed again.

"pass."

"Quickly close the position."

"Close the position."

"Very well, continue to watch the market."

"It's 22.07."

Nan Yi wiped off the dense beads of sweat on his forehead, and roared in a hoarse voice: "It's all out, Xiao Nan's family is here to fight for life and death, all positions are short, 5 hands."

"21.12."

"Close the position and report the profit."

After being busy for a while, Nan Ruofing said: "The report shows that we have made a total profit of US$772 billion."

"Very good, the word 'billion' is added beautifully."

Nan Ruofing stood up from her seat and walked to the side of Nanyi, "Father, I'm tired, I won't play anymore."

"Learn it, futures are like swords, swords, swords, and life and death every microsecond. Fortunately, both of us are in good health, otherwise the heart would not be able to bear it at all."

"Hey, dad, if you really want to play futures like this, you won't have enough money to lose."

"Hahaha."

New York, in the trading room of Scarlett Fund's WTI oil futures trading team.

MC Hammer, the originator of hip-hop who turned from a baseball player, released the album "Please Don't Let the Hammer Hurt Them" just last year. The room was surrounded by traders, holding carbonated drinks in their hands, and writhing freely with the music. The floor was in a mess, and potato chips , The donuts fell all over the ground and turned into lumps after being stepped on.

The tie around his neck was taken off and he twirled it in his hand. A fat man picked up a slice of pizza and stuffed half of it into his mouth. The jam stuck to his fingers was casually wiped on the snow-white shirt, and he nodded to express his satisfaction with the taste of the pizza. , looked up at the WTI quotes on the big screen, and the fat man picked up the Coke on the table and took a big sip.

The Scarlett Fund only raises waste, and never knows how to operate the plate that is measured in seconds. The trader usually takes the month as the unit, collecting information in a few months, building a position in a few months, and harvesting in a month or two. Let them To build a warehouse of several million barrels in a few seconds, they can only reply "the concubine can't do it"!

The short position was built more than a month ago, and the only thing they have to do now is to stare at the market [there is no such thing as a market in futures. People who want to be long can hedge and close positions. Of course, traders with more energy can also play short-term with the funds entrusted to them by the fund.

However, they are not always so relaxed. The more small incidents create the market, the more tiring they will be in trading. For example, once a grain depot manager in a country accidentally left cigarette butts in the warehouse, which caused a fire. The loss of tens of thousands of tons of grain caught the traders of the Scarlet Fund by surprise.

After the review, they couldn't figure out how the tens of thousands of tons of grain burned up. Could it be that the water in the fire truck reacted with the air and turned into gasoline?

It wasn't until half a year later, when the Scarlett Fund held a mid-year meeting, that they heard a new term - Shuoshu. After that, traders would consider several additional factors when trading, and the traders took these factors An image collectively referred to as the "naked official effect", also known as the "European and American Pension Treaty".

When it comes to intelligence, it is often associated with spies and agents, and then thinks of handsome men, beautiful women, neat skills, and mysterious and mysterious special equipment and weapons.

In fact, intelligence is information. To implement a project, of course, the more comprehensive the information, the better.

With regard to commercial intelligence, the Japanese consortium is far ahead of other forces, not only comprehensive and systematic, but also has a long history.

For example, Mitsui \u0026 Co., a general trading company, has its own intelligence and research department [the predecessor of Mitsui \u0026 Co., Ltd. Strategic Research Institute], and there are several branches under it - the International Intelligence Department, the New Business Development Department, and the Business Administration Department. , and the Overseas Knowledge Intelligence Network and Visiting Researcher Office, which are one level lower but are directly managed by the Intelligence Research Department.

The intelligence research department not only pays attention to the information of competitors, but also pays close attention to the trend of the international situation, the policy of the country where the business is located, the economic trend, the presidential election, the replacement of the mayor of a certain city, etc., are all within the scope of its attention; , it will also care about new technologies and applications emerging internationally.

In short, it needs to master any information that is beneficial or harmful to the Mitsui Foundation.

Nan Yi is not a genius. After more than ten years, he has not innovated much. In fact, he has been picking up people's wisdom. The eagle eye, bat, and ghost under the intelligence team of the Intelligence Policy Committee can find prototypes to imitate and learn from.

Hawkeye is responsible for gathering commercial information from public sources, and its members often exchange information with intelligence agencies of other syndicates.

In Malate, Manila, in a JTV [Japanese-style hotel (Ba)], Dai Mino, the leader of the intelligence gathering team with eagle eyes in Southeast Asia, is sitting at a table in the corner drinking beer.

JTV generally consumes per head, how much is a person, within the specified time, you can drink beer and soft drinks to your heart's content, the main profit point of this kind of shop is to accompany the MM, the wine that the MM drinks is called "Lady Drink", The money is calculated by the cup, if you encounter an excessive MM and drink to death, then your wallet will suffer a bit.

Usually excessive MMs are rare. The MMs who accompany drinks at JTV are not looking for Barfine. Make too much rip-off behavior.

Dai Mino is a frequent visitor here, and the accompanying wine girl sitting opposite him is of high quality, she is a cute Japanese girl, very kawaii.

"Mr. Mino, can I live with you today?"

"No, Kuisi-chan, I told you a long time ago that I'm not what you're looking for."

"Baga, I didn't say I'd make Mr. Li responsible."

"Haha, Daisan, are you teasing our Kuisi sauce again?"

Just as Dai Mino and Kui Si were chatting with each other, a voice that Kui Si hated appeared.

"Tu Feisang, please sit down."

Dai Mino invited the Japanese named Doi to sit down, and then gave Aoi a wink.

Kui Si informed, stood up and left with a slight bow.

Without exchanging pleasantries, Dai Mino and Doi got to the point.

"The operating flow of gas stations in Southeast Asia, the data is not 100% accurate, some are the results of speculation, which is noted." Doi said.

"The distribution map and reserve assessment of iron ore in the Philippines, as well as the mining plans for two large mines, are directly available."

"Yaoxi, Daisang, your information is more valuable, what else do you want to exchange?"

"No need for now, you owe me a piece of information, and you pay today's bill." Dai Mino said expressionlessly.

"No problem, Daisan, cheers."

"cheers."

...

"Daddy, candles are better."

"There are no candles here, so let's make do with it." Nanyi said, stuffing the torn linoleum into the double ring [two kicks], "Okay, find a branch and plug it in."

"It's been picked up."

Nanyi took the branch from Nan Ruofing, broke it into two pieces, inserted one into Shuangxiang, and held the other in his hand. When the tar felt on the Shuangxiang was lit, he used the branch to continuously spread the melted grease on the Shuangxiang's surface.

Nan Ruofing slapped the tip of her nose, "It stinks."

Nanyi shrank his head back, straightened his hands, narrowed his eyes to avoid the smoke and dust, "I will endure the smell, who told you to play with torches, well, here you are."

"No, smelly."

Nan Ruofeng turned her head back.

"Don't say double words, it's not cute to say it from your mouth at your age, and you should have reached the age in ancient times."

Nan Yi stuck the torch in his hand on the beach, and he couldn't stand the smoky eyes and smell of the linoleum. He thought about preparing red candles in Fang's Manor another day. If Nan Ruobing wanted to play with torches on a whim again, he would avoid suffering again .

"No, Dad, it's not my birthday yet."

"Soon."

Nan Yi sat on the beach, and Nan Ruobing sat beside him, leaning his head on Nan Yi's shoulder, "Dad, can I find a husband like you in the future?"

"Haha, your requirements are too low. For women, your father and I are not a good husband. The good ones are courting Qin Muchu, flirting with flowers and grass, and attracting bees and butterflies. A thousand knives, anyway, there will definitely not be any good comments."

"No, Dad, you should have surpassed the category of good or bad, and entered the height of learning and evaluation."

"Yes, I like to hear this flattery. However, Dad is very clear about what he is. Nobleness will not have any connection with me. I am just a hypocrite.

What is a good person?

Those who can insist on pretending to be good are good people, and those who pretend to be good all their lives are good people. This is Dad's definition of a good person, and he is moving towards the goal he has pretended for a lifetime. "

"Good or bad depends on actions. Whether you are good or not, outsiders can't see it. Moreover, good and bad are relative. A small soldier in a small country with a population of tens of millions kills a general in a country with a population of one billion, causing the big country to lose. After a war, is this little soldier good or bad? He helped ten million people, but killed a billion.

If one day a big country and a small country merge into one country, will the evaluation of this soldier change? Is he a national hero or a dissonant factor undermining unity? For the sake of national integration, should his existence be downplayed and not mentioned again? "

"Tsk, he is a person who has traveled thousands of miles. Does he have a profound perspective on issues? Dad is even outmatched by a little girl like you. No, dad will go to travel around the world when he has time."

"Hey, Dad, you can't leave, there are a lot of things waiting for you."

"That's right, go back, it's time to stare at the market."

Nanyi stood up and kicked out the torch, then carried it home.

On the 18th, the opening price was 22.35 US dollars, slightly higher than yesterday's closing price of 21.44, which gave a glimmer of hope to speculators who were long.

The five computers are arranged in an inverted C shape, the middle one displays the market price of WTI, the two on the left receive emails and then open automatically, and the two on the right display information related to oil.

The news programs of various national TV stations are still broadcast on the TV. The Gulf War has attracted a lot of attention, and several TV stations update their broadcasts from time to time 24 hours a day.

"Dad, according to the analysis report collected by the Intelligence Policy Committee, within OPEC, Saudi Arabia, Kuwait, and the United Arab Emirates are one faction. They have high oil reserves, small population, poor geographical environment, and weak ability to attract foreign investment.

Therefore, they pursue the low oil price policy, the purpose is to curb the development of alternative energy sources, so as to sell the huge oil resources as soon as possible.

Countries such as Iran, Libya, and Iraq have relatively small oil reserves, large populations, and good geographical location and environment. They hope to sell oil at the highest possible price to obtain the funds needed for economic construction.

And 30 USD/barrel is a threshold. Alternative energy such as ethanol can only compete with oil in the energy market if the price of oil exceeds this price. "

"Well, this is public information. Oil alternative energy will be a hot topic in the near future. Computer No. 5 opens File No. 3."

Nan Ruofing opened the document according to his words, "Natural Gas Hydrate, natural gas hydrate? Dad, this is nothing new. Didn't several countries start researching it since the 1960s?"

"Well, that's right. I recently read some information about it and found it interesting. We can also invest some money in research."

"Oh, natural gas hydrate looks similar to ice, so it can also be called combustible ice." Nan Ruofing said with a smirk, "Hey, Dad, do you still remember the story about water turning into oil?"

Nan Yi tilted his head and glanced at Nan Ruofing, "Do you have any crooked ideas?"

"Yeah." Nan Ruobing nodded sharply, "How about we launch Water to Oil 3.0?"

"Heh, the reputation of turning water into oil is not good, so why bother with its popularity, you might as well choose a more mysterious name, God Oil, Buddha Oil, Alien Oil, whatever you want."

"Hey, I'm going to call it Adam oil." Nan Ruofing gave another smirk, and then followed the reminder to look at the email computer, "Dad, there is a big email from Southeast Asia. There is not enough hard disk space to store it. Take the hard drive."

Nan Yi glanced at the screen, "No need, I'll log in to the server and watch again when I'm free."

"Oh, are we going to deploy gas stations in Southeast Asia?"

"It's hard to say, let's do a prospect analysis first. Add a filtering rule to the mail program, and don't accept emails larger than 2MB."

"oh."

Nan Ruofing responded, called up the rule background, and entered "[adam ES_File \u003e= 2mb off end adam]".

"Dad, the hard drive is not big enough to delay things. Do you want to sponsor Seagate to speed up the development of large hard drives?" After writing the rules, Nan Ruofing turned around and said.

"Heh, Seagate is your home. If you say speed up, do you speed up?"

"They must also want to speed up their research and development. I just want to add some catalysts to follow the trend."

"Don't talk about it, scientific research can't be done as fast as you want, sit here and watch the news with me." Nan Yi patted the sofa and said.

Nan Ruobi sat next to Nanyi, looked at the market for a while and said, "Dad, do you think the price of oil will fall below $20 today?"

"It should be. There will be a lot of long hedges and liquidations today, and the two of us will also choose the opportunity to liquidate."

"Well, let me analyze the data."

As Nan Ruofing said, she jumped off the sofa and threw herself in front of the computer. She pulled out the market data of the past two days and studied it for more than two hours. 18 dollars, this will be a stalemate point, it is estimated that it will not fall below 18 dollars."

"Then what price do you think is suitable for us to close the position?"

"The minimum is 18.20 US dollars, and there is risk if it is lower."

"Okay, it's up to you to decide, if you say close the position, then close the position."

"Um."

Nan Ruofing nodded, not taking her eyes off the screen for a moment.

"19.25."

"19."

"18.73."

"..."

Every once in a while, Nan Ruofing will report the real-time price, and Nan Yi can understand the market without looking up.

"18.57."

"18.41, Dad, I called." Nan Ruobing looked at the email computer screen, Scarlett Fund had already begun to close the position, she quickly picked up the satellite phone and called out, "The position will be closed at $18.35, In batches, close all positions before $18.20, Shut up, and execute the order."

Covering the microphone, Nan Ruofing turned around and complained to Nan Yi: "The operator at HSBC is faulty, who should listen to his opinion at this time."

"hehe."

Nan Yi smiled and said nothing, and continued to read the "Golden Manual for Futures Operations" compiled by Scarlet Fund.

Seven or eight minutes later, Nan Ruofing cheered and said, "All positions are closed, with an average of $18.25."

"here you go."

Open a position at $38.25, close it at $18.25, the difference is $20, $20 x 1,000 barrels x 8,000 lots = $160 million, after deducting handling fees, seven fees and eight fees, there will be almost 155 million pending points left.

Nan Ruofing was a little bit close, only $100 million down the line.

"Hey, I plan to spend half of it to buy a house, Hong Kong, Berlin, Toronto, um, where else... No matter, I will study slowly, and the remaining half will be used to set up a venture capital company of my own, Dad, Is it good to invest in the Internet?"

Nan Ruofing stood there, thinking about how to spend the money as if in a daze.

"You don't need to prepare so much, 30 million US dollars is enough. If you have more money, you can either buy a house or consider investing in other fields."

Nan Ruofing jumped to Nanyi's side and said, "Furthermore, furthermore, Dad, I'll treat you to a big meal, how about Wang Defu's family bucket?"

"I haven't learned my strengths, but I have learned 120% of my stinginess. Change to another place." Nan Yi pulled his face and teased deliberately.

Nan Ruofing grabbed Nan Yi's arm and shook it, "Okay, I'm going to fight it out, Dabanlou."

"Little girl film."

Nan Yi stroked Fu Nan Ruo Fing's forehead, then patted his shoulder, showed some intimacy, and went out together.

If there was no increase in oil prices in August last year, perhaps oil prices should have risen this time, but with the lessons of last year, the United States and other Western countries will not sit idly by and watch oil prices rise.

For Western countries at this time, an oil price of US$20/barrel is the best line for Western economies. Too high will cause inflation, and too low will harm technological progress and hurt the interests of oil companies; US$30 is a warning If it exceeds it, there will be problems in the economy; and 35 dollars is a high-voltage line, and if it exceeds it, it means the third oil crisis.

Having experienced two oil crises, the United States and other Western countries can no longer afford a third oil crisis.

From a grand strategic point of view, the United States would rather allow Iraq to occupy Kuwait than cause a new round of oil price hikes. At the same time, the Soviet revisionists are increasingly relying on oil foreign exchange to maintain their fragile domestic economy.

No matter from which point of view, the United States needs low oil prices first, followed by the so-called world peace and the small meaning of the Kuwaiti royal family.

The Iraqi strategic team probably analyzed that the United States has not come out of the shadow of the previous war, and also analyzed that the United States will not fall into a war for Kuwait, or that the Soviet revisionist made some empty promises to Saddam, so they brazenly launched an attack on Iraq. Kuwait's invasion, and hastily announced that it was changed to Kuwait Province.

The success of the U.S. oil strategy this time actually has a behind-the-scenes hero "Old Ge". He is a peace-loving person. For the Soviet revisionists, keeping oil prices stable at a reasonable level is also what it needs. Oil can be exchanged for foreign exchange and then grain, so as to quell the domestic grain crisis.

Generally speaking, the world pattern in the 1990s has been changing, and all countries caught in the overall situation must adapt to the transition from bipolar confrontation to a unipolar world.

Nine years ago, countries from East Germany to the west were all trembling at the sight of the Soviet revisionist torrent of steel. Now, the United States has slapped us from the North Pole to the South Pole. Everyone is speechless and stunned, and finds that they no longer understand war.

"Missile" will be the most talked about term throughout the 1990s.

Sitting in the Taipan building, Nanyi thought of missile sausages, missile popsicles, missile candies, missile bread, missile pants, missile exercise books, missile pencils [pens, ballpoint pens], missiles...