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At 3 p.m., the convoy headed south along Interstate 95.

It takes more than two hours to get from Cape Canaveral to Palm Beach.

The azure surface of the Atlantic Ocean can be seen from time to time on the right, while palm trees, low-rise houses and resort hotels line both sides of the road.

Chen Mo sat in the back row, flipping through the materials that the creation team had just compiled.

Born into a New York real estate family, Donald Trump has long since refined his name into a highly commercialized and charismatic super IP through skyscrapers, casinos, golf courses, beauty pageants, and the reality show "The Apprentice."

The Washington establishment viewed him as a heretic, Wall Street elites scorned him, and the mainstream media asserted day after day that this "political reality show" was destined to end in disaster.

However, in the latest national polls, his approval rating has inexplicably remained firmly at the top of the Republican Party list.

Lu Jingyi closed the briefing in her hand, turned to look at him, and asked, "Do you really think he can win?"

Chen Mo looked out the window at the passing tropical tree shadows and asked, "What do you think?"

"He knows better how to attract attention than traditional politicians, and he's more astute than many people imagine."

Lu Jingyi offered her own judgment.

"But the US president isn't a TV show; the Republican establishment, the media, and most traditional capital don't like him."

"These should have been his disadvantages."

Chen Mo pointed to the dark mass of people at the Grand Rapids rally last night on the tablet, "because a significant portion of voters across the United States no longer trust the narratives woven by Washington and the mainstream media."

He closed his laptop: "We'll find out the details when we meet tonight."

……

6:10 PM.

The convoy arrived at Palm Beach.

Mar-a-Lago is situated between the Atlantic Ocean and Lake Worth.

The main building is covered with red tiled roofs, and the arcades, towers and large palm trees present a strong Mediterranean style in the sunset.

With Trump's entry into the presidential campaign, security here is noticeably tighter than at ordinary private clubs.

After completing strict bomb disposal and identity verification, Chen Mo and Lu Jingyi walked through a corridor covered with heavy Persian carpets and entered the main banquet hall.

Robert Harrison was already waiting inside.

He was around fifty years old, his hair was slicked back with hair wax, and he was wearing a conservative dark blue suit.

"Mr. Chen, Ms. Lu."

Robert extended his hand.

"I originally thought I would have to wait until the first investor conference of Genesis II to have a chance to meet you two."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Robert, for making the connection tonight," Lu Jingyi said with a smile.

"It's my honor to introduce you two," Robert said in a low voice. "Arthur showed him the statistic on how to generate two hundred billion dollars. Donald is extremely fascinated by people who have achieved extraordinary success in business."

......

7:37 PM.

Footsteps could be heard outside the reception room.

Several security personnel entered the corridor first.

Then, a tall figure who frequently appeared on television news entered the room.

Dark suit.

Bright red tie.

Her golden hair stood out strikingly under the crystal chandelier.

Trump has apparently just finished another event.

After entering the room, he shook hands with several old friends. His loud voice drew everyone's attention in just a few words.

After several rounds of greetings, Robert led Chen Mo and Lu Jingyi forward: "Donald, this is Chen Mo, Chairman of Genesis Capital, and Ms. Lu Jingyi, Managing Partner."

Trump first looked at Lu Jingyi, then his gaze fell on Chen Mo's face.

"So you guys raised two hundred billion dollars?"

"It was a collaborative effort by the entire creative team," Chen Mo said frankly, meeting his gaze.

"Arthur lauded you in a private email as an investment genius that comes along only once in decades."

Trump extended his large, warm hand and gave it a firm shake, a wide grin spreading across his face. "I once suspected he'd had too much champagne."

"Both the amount and the revenue can be audited."

Chen Mo said.

"As for other evaluations, you can judge for yourself."

Trump stared at Chen Mo for two seconds, then burst into laughter: "Very good! I like confident young people like you."

He gestured to his assistant to move the meeting to the seaside promenade terrace.

Waiters served whiskey, soda, and champagne, while the sea breeze stirred the curtains.

Trump spoke first: "I heard you were at Cape Canaveral last night?"

"I witnessed the landing of the first-stage booster firsthand," Chen Mo said.

"Elon is a great storyteller and a master at getting subsidies from the Capitol in Washington."

Trump swirled his glass.

Chen Mo said calmly, "Anyone who can turn a wild idea into an engineering reality deserves that money."

Trump shrugged noncommittally: "I heard you're sweeping through Silicon Valley with your AI projects and acquiring a lot of heavy assets in Europe. Are you optimistic about America?"

"The United States still possesses the world's most concentrated pool of talent, capital, and technology," Chen Mo said. "Creation will certainly invest here."

"The reality is that multinational corporations are making a fortune, while factories in Detroit and Ohio are closing down one after another, workers are losing their jobs, and the establishment bureaucrats in Washington are touting that everything is going well on television every day."

Trump spread his hands, his tone highly inflammatory, "Your country is escalating the trade war, while the interests of our workers are being completely sold out by these incompetent politicians."

The atmosphere on the terrace was slightly stagnant.

Robert didn't interrupt.

Lu Jingyi held a glass of champagne and looked at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo remained calm, picked up his water glass and took a small sip: "Profit-seeking is the natural attribute of capital. Shifting production capacity to low-cost areas is an inevitable choice under the globalization dominated by Wall Street over the past forty years."

"The profits that financial elites have made are no less than those in any emerging market."

Trump raised an eyebrow slightly: "So you think Americans should accept losing their jobs?"

"I think they're no longer prepared to accept this," Chen Mo said, looking at the man who was about to overturn the American political order. "That's why you're standing here."

Trump's mocking expression faded considerably, and he leaned forward slightly: "You've seen my rallies?"

"I just watched the Grand Rapids rally last night this morning."

"Those people in Washington think I'm just a show that's going to end sooner or later. You don't seem to think so."

"They saw the way you spoke, but they didn't see the people standing in the audience," Chen Mo said. "Too many cities along the Great Lakes have lost their factories."

"Republicans need workers' votes, and Democrats believe they won't leave."

"Only you can tell them directly that someone has taken away what rightfully belongs to them."

A gleam of admiration flashed in Trump's eyes: "So you approve of my policies?"

"I don't completely agree," Chen Mo replied directly. "American companies actively move their factories overseas for profit, while financial capital profits from each industrial relocation."

"Blaming all the problems to one country will prevent production lines from restarting."

"Energy prices, taxes, worker skills, automation, and supply chains—if any one of these is missing, manufacturing won't come back just because of a slogan."

This blunt rebuttal did not anger Trump; instead, he took a satisfied sip of whiskey.

"At least you're more honest than those people in Washington."

"They talk a big game about free trade, but all they care about are the Super PAC checks. Since you see the situation so clearly, why don't you support my campaign?"

"I will invest in American businesses that have real revenue-generating capabilities," Chen Mo said calmly, "but Creation will never get involved in any political campaigns."

"The capital for this venture comes from multiple sovereign institutions and family offices around the world," Lu Jingyi gracefully added. "Maintaining absolute political neutrality and compliance separation is our bottom line for our LPs."

"That's perfectly reasonable, and I've never needed charity," Trump said, waving his hand dismissively. "I have plenty of money of my own."

He looked at Chen Mo again.

"So what are you planning to invest in in the United States?"

"Genesis II has already set aside $2 billion for North American energy and mining debt."

Chen Mo said.

"Low oil prices are crushing a number of shale oil companies, some of which have real resources, technology and workers, but have problems with their debt structure."

"The Revitalization Association will select companies that are worth saving for restructuring."

"This is just a financial transaction."

"Saving businesses also means saving jobs."

Chen Mo continued.

"In addition, we will be looking for data center, server manufacturing, optical communications, power equipment and industrial automation projects in the Great Lakes region."

"The amount of funding depends on the return on the project; it will not be used for press conferences."

Trump caught the most important word.

How many jobs are there?

"There are no projects yet, so any numbers are just numbers." Chen Mo paused for a moment, "but we will prioritize areas with an industrial base that are losing jobs."

Trump put down his glass.

"You should tell the media about this plan."

"I'll let them know once the first factory or data center is completed."

"very good."

Trump nodded.

"America needs people who are willing to create jobs."

"If I enter the White House, businesses that invest, pay taxes, and create jobs in the United States should be treated fairly."

Chen Mo wanted to hear exactly that, so he immediately went along with it: "Then, in the long term, industry regulation should make precise definitions of compliant investment and offshore dumping."

"That's basic business sense," Trump responded matter-of-factly.

At that time, he could not have imagined that a few years later, when trade and technology conflicts swept the globe, this dialogue about investment, employment, and fair treatment would be placed back on a more important negotiating table.

Footsteps could be heard again outside the terrace.

A man in his thirties walked over with a blonde woman.

Trump waved.

"Ivanka, Jared, come and introduce yourself."

"This is the Chinese genius I just mentioned."

Ivanka shares a similar silhouette with her father and is dressed in a simple white suit.

Standing beside her was Jared, who was slender and had a gentle expression.

After learning that Lu Jingyi was actually in charge of the management and global fundraising for the company, Ivanka took the initiative to talk to her about New York commercial real estate and hotel assets.

Jared, however, was more interested in the data center that Chen Mo had just mentioned.

"The Kushner family owns some real estate projects in New Jersey and the New York area."

"Two of these older commercial properties are being considered for conversion into data centers or innovative office parks."

"If they are interested in the creation, I can have my team send them the information."

"Yes. The Creation USA team will conduct the assessment according to the normal procedures."

Lu Jingyi nodded.

"If the return on investment, energy supply, and renovation costs meet the requirements, Chuangsheng can participate, or other long-term capital can be introduced for joint investment."

"This is exactly the kind of collaboration I want."

Jared took out his business card.

A real estate project worth tens of millions of dollars is not considered a large transaction for Creation II.

What's truly valuable is that from this moment on, both parties have a direct communication channel that complies with business rules.

Trump is clearly not prepared to let the conversation turn into a real estate project pitch.

"Chen, you haven't answered my first question yet."

Do you think I can win?

"Highly likely." Chen Mo didn't make a definitive statement.

Why?

"Elections are decided by voters, but the underlying pricing logic of the capital market never lies."

Chen Mo spoke clearly, “Right now, all major financial institutions and forecasting markets in the United States are pricing their risk exposures based on your failed assumptions.”

"The most ironclad rule of the financial market is that when the entire market classifies a black swan event with great potential as absolutely impossible, once the event occurs, the energy released by the tearing apart of the old order will be on the level of a nuclear explosion."

Trump laughed heartily, his ambition revealed: "They will pay the price for their arrogance! Those fools sitting in the studio will soon see the true nature of free will!"

Chen Mo took out his phone at the opportune moment, and the screen lit up: "Furthermore, the era of traditional TV networks monopolizing headlines should end. The next generation of mobile internet belongs to algorithms and short videos. It will not be filtered by elite editors, but will be directly distributed based on emotions, conflicts, and grassroots resonance."

"Douyin is developing an overseas version, and we will provide every public figure with an absolutely neutral direct connection channel."

Trump almost immediately seized on the key point: "So, I don't need those TV stations to like me at all."

"The premise is that you always remain at the center of the storm." Chen Mo smiled calmly.

"This is my home turf!" Trump exclaimed triumphantly. "Give me a cell phone, and I can strip away the fig leaf from all the hypocrites in Washington!"

What was originally scheduled to be a ten-minute meeting ended up lasting nearly an hour.

Before leaving the terrace, Trump personally left his personal assistant's contact information, and also instructed Jared to maintain communication with the Creation America team.

"Chen, once I win the election, we can talk about the manufacturing industry again."

……

9:20 PM.

The convoy drove out of Mar-a-Lago.

Lu Jingyi sat next to Chen Mo, holding the business card left by Jared in her hand.

"The real estate project is just a pretext."

"They want to know how many resources Creation still has."

"We also need a channel to directly reach the core circle," Chen Mo said.

"clear."

Lu Jingyi put the business card away.

"What about the US presidential election?"

Chen Mo looked out the window at the manor lights gradually fading into the distance.

"Create and establish a special observation group for the US election."

"Starting next year, we will continue to monitor changes in employment, polling error, electoral votes, and the pricing of various assets in swing states."

"Do not establish directional positions for the time being."

"Wait until election day?"

"Wait until the market has completely priced in a possible outcome as impossible."

Lu Jingyi had already understood what he meant.

If Trump ultimately loses, this observation will not cost Genesis anything.

But if he really makes it to the end, and the whole of Wall Street is still convinced of another outcome, stocks, gold, foreign exchange and futures will all experience a sharp misalignment on the opening night.

That will be a feast for those who foresee the outcome.