Zhang Guoqing watched her put down the phone and breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Are you sure he understood what you just said?"

"I've already outlined both possible scenarios for him in person." Zhou Jiao smiled confidently, "He'll be fine."

"You're worthy of being called the Golden Child," Zhang Guoqing joked. "The local government over there will send you gifts on your birthday."

"Praise me, I'll take it all today." Zhou Jiao took his arm and glanced at him, "I can support you from now on."

"Thank you, ma'am." Zhang Guoqing finished his joke and said with emotion, "In order to combat inflation, this side has made a really bad move..."

"No one in the local leadership expected this kind of outcome."

Although she is not abroad now, she can imagine from the news on the other end of the phone that the strike of more than 14 million people must have spread across all industries across the country.

She still remembered that the old economics professor had used the Italian financial crisis as an example to illustrate the dangers of inflation.

At that time, in order to combat inflation, Italy took a series of measures including increasing taxes, reducing social welfare, controlling wage growth, tightening credit, etc.

Unfortunately, the opposite happened.

These measures are only temporary solutions and do not address the root cause.

Although these measures did resist the harm of inflation to a certain extent, they also caused many factories to tighten their capital for the sake of profit and lay off large numbers of workers.

Once the employment rate drops, unemployed workers will definitely seek local organizations to survive. Italy has real labor unions and labor federations.

Officials are forcing the people to take action. It would be strange if workers didn't protest or organize strikes for their own benefit. The more pressure there is, the more backlash there is. How could the upper echelons of society even consider this?

——Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it.

The chaos has just begun this time.

Of course, the more chaotic the country is, the better. The more chaotic it is, the more the stock market will fall, and the more money the short sellers will make, provided that the country’s army must not be in chaos.

Otherwise, the funds she invested would really become paper gold.

After listening to this, Zhang Guoqing nodded and suggested, "If you are worried about the situation changing, let Tianming pay attention to the Italian affairs every day.

Also, let Evra spend some money to find someone to gather information from various places, or pay the local bosses to provide information."

Zhou Jiao pondered for a moment, "Will it attract some people's attention?"

"As long as you don't cross the local government's line, there'll be no problem." Zhang Guoqing's eyes flashed. "The more chaotic the situation, the more financial tycoons will enter the market. Your limited capital entered the market early, so it's okay to follow them."

"oh."

Zhang Guoqing looked at her and narrowed his eyes. "As for the Miao family, you'll have to remind them to be more careful in a couple of days. Don't think you can take them all in. Leave some room for outsiders."

Zhou Jiao chuckled twice and looked at him with interest, "What about us?"

"Similarly, when the time comes, we can have Evra withdraw funds in batches and send them to the Japanese side. That's where our main battlefield is."

Zhang Guoqing said, pulling her out quickly, "Once we enter the Japanese side, we won't have to manage for the next three years. I don't want you to waste your brainpower."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

“So good!”

Zhang Guoqing raised his hand and patted her on the head, "Once the Italian operation is over, we have to withdraw some of Dayi's funds. I have to discuss the details with Dad.

I don't think you can keep your movements secret for long through the phone at home. We will also need to withdraw some funds to return to China, so you should be mentally prepared for this."

Zhou Jiao curled her lips when she heard that.

Zhang Guoqing clapped his hands on his arms. "Everything has its own gains. I've already discussed it with Dayi and the others. We must donate a portion of the funds."

"I won't be reluctant. I'd like to set up my own charity in the future. Let's do this for now. I'll just choose the organization I want to donate to."

"Of course."

As they reached the door, Zhou Jiao automatically stopped talking about this topic. The money hadn't arrived yet, so it was useless to say anything now. She had the final say on how much to donate.

Well, she doesn't have to worry.

"Brother, can you tell me what gift Dad gave me?"

"Hahahaha... He drew the blueprints himself, and Mom found the people herself. As for the rest, I can't say anything."

Zhou Jiao smiled and nodded repeatedly, "It's just my birthday, why are you making such a big deal about it? Well, let me tell you, what gifts did the kids prepare for me?"

Zhang Guoqing touched his chin. "Well, let me keep this a secret for now. You'll definitely see it when you get to the old house. The children feel that they will be filial to you after they graduate and become adults, so they won't let you down."

"Aren't you jealous?" Zhou Jiao said, laughing happily. She hadn't forgotten what gifts his sons gave him on his birthday last year.

——Three belts.

Before, all three sons were given three identical bags, wallets, leather shoes, and pens at once.

Those brats actually said that this was for the sake of fairness and that they wanted to avoid highlighting the different ways the three brothers treated their father's love, as if they were really on to something.

"Why are you jealous? What's yours is mine. Besides, I have Dad to support me." Zhang Guoqing laughed out loud and lowered his voice, "I'll tell you a secret."

"What secret?"

"Today, the three brothers placed their gifts for Dad in the study, and I saw them. They were three red belts with glittering little tigers embroidered on them."

"Hahaha, these three bastards!"

"Dad is so happy, he won't let Mom and I move at all. Humph~ Dad is so stingy, I just want to see when he will put on the red belt and green military uniform, hahahaha..."

As soon as Xiao Zhu approached in his car, Zhang Guoqing stopped teasing her, feeling a pang of regret. If there was no one around, he could have made his wife laugh so hard that she couldn't stop smiling.

What a pity...

As soon as the door of the old house was opened, Zhou Jiao's eyes suddenly lit up. She finally understood why Zhang Guoqing said that she would definitely like her sons' gifts.

Sidecar!

As a director, she should have a company bus to use, but unfortunately, she cannot drive it herself and there are too many people and too little money.

Zhang Guoqing knew she liked it, "Do you want to drive around first?"

"Let's go in first." Zhou Jiao reached out and touched the car body. "It cost a lot of money, didn't it?"

"It didn't cost a penny. The three brothers said they were bored, so they modified the engine they had built. Once they succeeded, they gave the blueprints to the manufacturer, gave up the reward, and took the car. The kids said you can use it with confidence if it's a reward."

"That's thoughtful! My children understand me best."

Seeing Zhou Jiao's moved expression, Zhang Guoqing really couldn't say anything. I am the one who understands your thoughts the best!