Chapter 291 - 288: Eating Soft Rice the Hard Way
Mr. Poincaré looked at the still very alert Mountain Eagle and said with a smile, "Eddie’s wife wants to join our foreign exchange market harvesting plan..."
Mountain Eagle frowned upon hearing this and said, "Harvesting? With the little chips we have in hand, that’s hardly considered harvesting, right?
Thailand doesn’t have much meat to slice. I, of course, welcome her to join, but the profits won’t be too high."
As he spoke, Mountain Eagle looked at Mr. Poincaré’s meaningful expression and said in surprise, "Shit, don’t tell me she’s talking about the Ruble?
Did I tell you what I’m going to do?"
Mr. Poincaré nodded with a beaming smile, "Mountain Eagle, you’ve got a huge chip in Moscow, and you haven’t kept it a secret from anyone...
There are many clever people, but not all clever people are qualified and capable of benefiting from it!"
Upon hearing this, Mountain Eagle sighed and nodded, "Eddie is guarding such a formidable wealthy lady; his life must be very tough.
I still don’t know what his wife’s name is. I need to know it so that I must show her respect when we meet."
Mr. Poincaré chuckled and said, "Amilia, Amilia Natalie Debufre..."
Mountain Eagle couldn’t help but whistle upon hearing this, "Turns out she’s a descendant of French nobility; even more reason to respect her.