Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell ( Carlisle Zahn ) Novel

Chapter 677

At noon, nationwide broadcasts and radios began airing disaster warnings.

"Dear audience, the Yorksle Meteorology Bureau would like to inform you that a severe cold wave is expected from January 5 to January 10, 2005. During this period, temperatures are anticipated to drop to 68 degrees Fahrenheit at most.

"Most regions will experience significant cold, with possible fierce gusts. The northern regions may face heavy snowfall, while the southern regions might see sleet. Some areas could also experience snowfall.

"Please take the necessary precautions to prepare for this disaster. The meteorological bureau will continue to monitor and update the weather changes over the next five days. Stay tuned."

Shein stood by the floor-to-ceiling window at Thompson Group, smoking a cigar.

Josie walked in and asked, "Shein, have you heard about the weather forecast?"

Shein nodded silently.

Josie approached him and said in a low voice, "Shania told me that Carlisle can predict the future, and he foresaw this severe cold wave two months ago!"

"How much fish has Holly Fisheries accumulated?" Shein asked.

"80 hundred tons so far. They plan to stock up to 100 hundred tons."

"This cold wave will undoubtedly drive up fish prices this year, potentially reaching five dollars per pound. With 100 hundred tons of fish, that's about 200 million pounds. In other words, Holly Fisheries could make at least a billion dollars from their inventory!"

Shein puffed smoke in clouds, his eyes sparkling with brilliance.

"Carlisle is certainly hard to read," Josie remarked, her smile bitter.

Shein sighed and walked toward his desk.

Carlisle had transferred 150 million dollars to Lethan. The cold wave alert had been issued only half an hour earlier, and Holly Fisheries' hotline had been ringing off the hook ever since.

Many fishery representatives were scrambling to sell their fish, and even some county mayors had personally contacted Lethan.

Lethan sat in Carlisle's Rolls-Royce, wearing a pained expression.

He said, "That wasn't the deal!"

"I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Warbane," said the chuckling voice on the other end of the call.

"My relative's fish ponds don't have any cold prevention measures. So, we need to reserve our ponds so they can relocate their fish. We haven't signed any agreements yet, so I suppose this won't be considered a breach of contract."

"As if I care!"

Lethan hung up the phone angrily.

"Are we short on fish ponds?" Carlisle asked.

Lethan nodded and replied, "We didn't manage to finalize agreements with some of the ponds we rented, so some owners have backed out. They probably want to capitalize on this disaster by stockpiling fish!"

"Can the already leased ponds hold 20 thousand tons of fish?" Carlisle asked.

"Yes. But it might be slightly packed. If the oxygen in the pond isn't enough for the fish, we'll be in trouble!" Lethan exclaimed displeasedly.

Despite Holly Fisheries' significant profits, he was still frustrated and troubled by Hermès' collaboration case, which is why he didn't handle the calls well.

Carlisle had learned from Lethan about Leon working for Hermès as a design consultant. However, he could do nothing about the matter. After all, he was merely Leon's acquaintance.

Now that Leon was the design consultant for Hermès, Carlisle thought they should ask him to persuade Hermès to collaborate with Islo Clothing instead of asking Leon to design for them.

In the following days, everyone around the country was busy preparing for the cold wave. The fish market fluctuated massively over the days. However, instead of rising, the price dropped.

After all, it wasn't easy to implement cold prevention measures for fish ponds. Large fisheries owned dozens, if not hundreds, of acres of fish ponds, making it impossible to complete the measures within three days. Consequently, they had no choice but to sell the fish at a lower price.

As for those individual fish ponds and fishing companies already equipped to handle the cold, they settled easily, waiting to hit the jackpot when the New Year arrived.

On the morning of the fifth, Carlisle was awakened by a crackling noise.