Julian Robertson immediately understood and said excitedly, "Boss, then gold will have infinite possibilities and will fluctuate according to the market."

Bao Junyi nodded but didn't say anything. After all, the global economic environment pushed the price of gold to over $800 per ounce, and it did not exceed the historical price for the next ten years.

"Boss, then our Fat Tiger Fund will allocate half of its holdings in gold and silver futures."

"No, you'll easily be discovered by the Wall Street tycoons. With their sheer financial might, they can manipulate the stock market."

"Then we can use hidden new accounts to build positions in a diversified manner, but this may take a long time."

Bao Junyi thought for a moment before saying, "Yes, but not with high leverage. Low leverage is acceptable to reduce the risk of being forced into liquidation."

"Also, help me acquire an aviation manufacturing company in the United States. It doesn't have to be a big company, just one with a complete production line and a team of skilled workers."

"Boss, are you considering entering the aviation market now?"

"I'm not sure. It depends on the R&D center. However, I must plan ahead and train relevant talents."

"Also, Walker's research and development has entered the final stage and may be ready at any time. We need to be prepared in advance."

"Understood, Boss."

The two chatted for a long time in the coffee shop before leaving.

However, neither of them noticed that there was a person not far away who was watching them.

Only after the two men left did the man in jeans stand up and leave the coffee shop.