Chapter 302 Counterattack

• The Two Rivers Chamber of Commerce poured billions into the market, reaching out to all kinds of raw material vendors and buying up basic inputs at high prices—herbs, chemicals, energy, and cotton-linen. In all these fields, Paramount Group had a stake. As the Chamber kept acquiring and hoarding, prices for raw materials in these sectors shot up on cue.
• “Paramount won’t be scared by this, but the Chamber’s hot money will make a killing flipping raw materials.” Timothy Jensen said. Most raw materials run on production cycles. If they jack up prices and offload before the next cycle, the Two Rivers Chamber won’t just avoid losses—they’ll cash out big. That’s the power of capital. Paramount would take a hit, sure, but given its size, it could stomach it. Plus, Paramount had Delta Group backing them. Even if the Chamber hoarded three years’ worth of inputs, Paramount wouldn’t go under. The ones getting screwed were the end clients and everyday consumers.
• Damon King tapped the table and asked, “Does that include cotton-linen?” “Yeah.” Damon pulled out his phone and dialed. A few minutes later, the call connected. A middle-aged man’s voice came through, “Hello!” “Hudson, it’s me—Jack.” “Haha, Jack, my friend! You finally reached out. I thought you’d forgotten me!” “No way, my friend.” Damon chuckled. “I need a batch of cotton-linen. How much do you have, my friend?” “As much as you want!” Hudson burst out laughing. “My friend, you know my plantations grow exactly that. And in our Central Asian state, plantations are everywhere. My friend, I’ve missed you. If it weren’t for you and your buddies back then, taking care of those rebels, my family and I would be bones on the roadside by now!” “Then send me a hundred thousand tons. Ship it to Cruice.” “My friend, a hundred thousand tons is no problem. But Cruice is too far. I can’t get it there.” “No worries. Someone will reach out to you.”