The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

"Of course, you have that strength, I believe you can do better than others." Zhao Chuanxin affirmed.

Capitalists are all sharks, and money is blood.

Grenville Harper showed Zhao Chuanxin what it was like for a shark to smell blood.

He stood up and extended his hand to Zhao Chuanxin: "Boss!"

Zhao Chuanxin smiled slightly: "Xinghui Catering Company is like a sycamore tree. In windy mornings, warm afternoons, gorgeous dusk, and shooting star nights, you, the phoenix, will encounter the most beautiful scenery here. Congratulations to you , found the organization. Money is beckoning to you, the legend of Wall Street, the curtain is raised today, and your era has begun!"

Zhao Chuanxin shook hands with him, and regardless of whether he had eaten the sandwich or not, he always downed a bowl of poisonous chicken soup first.

Grenville Harper was stunned. He tasted a bowl of nutritious chicken soup.

He said: "I need an assistant to accompany me and I need some time to organize my thoughts."

The best choice is definitely Abraham Cohen.

Zhao Chuanxin took Grenville Harper to make a phone call, and after waiting for less than forty minutes, Abraham Cohen appeared.

"Boss, what's so urgent?"

"Let me introduce you." Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the pretty boy Grenville Harper and said, "This is Grenville Harper, a Wall Street banker and diplomat."

Abraham Cohen looked at him and wondered: "Boss, don't you hate people who are more handsome than you?"

Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyes and said, "Are you blind? Is there really anyone on this street who is more handsome than me?"

Grenville Harper: “…”

Abraham Cohen sneered: "I was dazzled."

"You have to introduce our business to him, and when he brings franchisees, you take them for on-site inspections. For the first ten franchisees, the commission goes to him, and the franchisees go to your area. If you get ten, I will upgrade you. Renville as regional manager.”

Abraham Cohen's eyes lit up: The person the boss trusts the most is me, and it is indeed right to do things seriously.

"Hello, Mr. Harper, I can tell you are a capable person."

Abraham Cohen hurried to shake hands with Grenville Harper.

He likes to gain power and wealth the most, and he likes the ways of the upper class.

Zhao Chuanxin took off his coat and put it on his shoulders: "Grenville, how long will it take for you to recruit franchisees?"

Grenville Harper said: "I need to first understand the system of Xinghui Catering Company, and then I need to contact people in one or two days."

Zhao Chuanxin calculated that it might have been three days.

He had three days to pay back Arthur Gompers's five hundred dollars.

So he waved his hands impatiently: "You two, get out of here, I still have things to do."

As he spoke, he took the reins from the coachman, got on his horse, and ran away.

Wall Street, Bank of Montana.

Zhao Chuanxin went upstairs. The staff saw that his suit fit well, but he did not wear a tie, and they could not figure out where Zhao Chuanxin came from.

These people usually know how to take care of the dishes, but Zhao Chuanxian is neither rich nor poor.

"Hi, how may I help you?"

"Hello, can you help me find Samuel Goldberg."

"Um, let's talk to our manager. Do you have an appointment?"

The staff try to be polite.

"Tell him Ethan is here."

"Sorry, I can't do that, but I can make an appointment for you."

Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully: "Okay, make an appointment for me in ten minutes."

"..." The staff was speechless: "Sorry, it will have to wait until noon tomorrow at the earliest."

"You are talking drunken words." Zhao Chuanxin put away his smile: "I can tell from your face that you are a person who regards death as your own."

As he spoke, he moved his suit away to reveal the gun holster on his waist.

The staff's pupils shrank and they subconsciously looked at the security guard at the door.

The security guard had a big belly and was dozing off against the doorpost.

Seeing his wandering eyes, Zhao Chuanxin said: "That fat-headed guy is within ten meters. No one can be faster than me within ten meters. Take my advice, you can't control this matter, go and tell Samuel quickly." Well, let’s just say Ethan is here.”

The staff turned around and ran to the manager's office.

Not long after, Samuel Goldberg came in a hurry. Seeing Zhao Chuanxin from afar, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He turned around and said, "It's okay, it's just a misunderstanding. You go ahead and do your work."

The staff were granted amnesty.

"Ethan, what are you doing?" he scolded.

"Haha, you idiot asked me to make an appointment. I can only make an appointment when I go to the bank to withdraw money."

The time is usually midnight when the buildings are empty.

Samuel Goldberg sighed: "Did you bring the money?"

Zhao Chuanxin took out five hundred yuan and it was still warm.

"Let Rachel tell Sister Hua that there is no need to worry about money." After hesitating, Zhao Chuanxin said again: "Samuel, do you have any investment yourself?"

Samuel Goldberg frowned: "Yes, but you don't understand this aspect, so don't try to persuade me any more."

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled: "Okay then, take some good care of Rachel for me."

"no problem."

When Zhao Chuanxin walked out of the bank, the staff looked at him warily.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen someone as handsome as me?"

The staff took a step back in fright, irritated and embarrassed.

Zhao Chuanxin laughed loudly, walked out of the bank, looked back at the "Bank of Montana" sign, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Heinze, a key figure in the financial crisis, is a shareholder of this bank.

It's early October, and soon the Heinze brothers will be "short-squeezing" the bank, and there will be a run on the bank.

A storm is about to form.

For the sake of his apprentice, Zhao Chuanxin had already tried to persuade him three times.

But Samuel Goldberg didn't care at all.

Nothing happened, so Zhao Chuanxin had to sit back and watch the building collapse.

He thought this in his heart, smiled like that on his face, and walked towards Thomas W. Lawson's temporary office humming a tune.

The blue-faced Dou Erdun steals the royal horse, the red-faced Guan Gong fights in Changsha...

Putting on the suit, top hat, hanging up the pocket watch, lowering the brim of the hat, there was a stick of civilization in his hand.

In a sudden change, Zhao Chuanxin became the most inconspicuous member of Wall Street because the streets were full of people dressed like this.

Going upstairs, the secretary was still blocking me.

"Hello sir, how may I serve you?"

"Tell Thomas to come out to me."

"Sorry, Mr. Lawson is in a meeting."

Zhao Chuanxin is here to ask for money.

He originally thought that Grenville Harper could help him make a fortune, but the distant water cannot quench the near thirst.

He had no choice but to pick Thomas W. Lawson's wool.

This time Zhao Chuanxin did not act arrogantly. After all, it was his own industry.

He said, "How long do we have to wait?"

The secretary thought for a while: "At least half an hour."

Zhao Chuanxin sat down on the sofa in the reception room, took out his cigarette and lit it: "I'll wait here until the meeting is over and tell him Ethan is here."

When the secretary saw him holding his head, he pursed his lips and said nothing, brought him a cup of coffee and left.

Thomas W. Lawson is now number one as well.

Some time ago, the news that he made a fortune in the stock market has spread on Wall Street.

It cannot be said to be simple here, but there is only a bookshelf, an oak table, and a few soft leather chairs.

Zhao Chuanxin felt that if the two of them weren't famous, their leather bag company wouldn't even be able to recruit people.

In fact, Jesse Livermore was unable to recruit anyone because of J.P. Morgan's involvement.

Coffee + cigarette, the power is boundless.

In the past, Zhao Chuanxin heard people say that coffee + cigarettes cause poisoning, but after arriving in the United States, he found that many people did this, so he was no longer afraid.

It's just that these two things combined are really awesome.

I waited for about forty minutes.

The door to the conference room opened, and people in suits and ties walked out one after another.

Many people looked at it curiously when they passed by the reception room.

Zhao Chuanxin deliberately lowered the brim of his hat, and they could only see a resolute chin and smoke lingering between his fingers.

When everyone was clear, Thomas W. Lawson came in a hurry.

When the secretary saw him walking into the reception room in such a hurry, his eyes widened in surprise.

What is this person's background?

The boss actually pays so much attention to it?

"Boss, are you here?"

The secretary faintly heard this sentence, and the door of the reception room was closed.

Zhao Chuanxin did not stand up, but just raised his hat: "Withdraw a thousand yuan from the account for me, and I won't accept rejection!"

Thomas W. Lawson vaguely felt that Zhao Chuanxin was here to ask for money, but when he heard that it was only one thousand yuan, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Last time, he made 670,000 knives for Zhao Chuanxin, and he also made a small 100,000.

Even if Zhao Chuanxin doesn't move the 670,000 yuan, he can just pay 1,000 yuan from his own pocket.

With your back against a big tree, what’s the point of spending some money to enjoy the shade?

So without saying a word, he took out the money from his pocket.

When Zhao Chuanxin saw him take out a wad of money, he roughly divided it into two parts, placed the large part on the table, and slid it in front of him.

Maybe less than a thousand, maybe far more than a thousand.

He knew that Thomas W. Lawson had made a lot of money during this period.

Zhao Chuanxin was not polite, took it and put it in his pocket.

Jesse Livermore was usually away.

He mostly operated behind the scenes, fearing that J.P. Morgan would cause trouble.

The old guy who is famous for being taciturn is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Thomas W. Lawson also sat down, leaning back tiredly on his chair with his hands on the pillow: "Boss, you are really wise. After your guidance, I investigated the steel industry market and found that there is indeed a lack of capital investment in the steel industry. .”

Zhao sent Thomas W. Lawson and Jesse Livermore to analyze the current market.

In the past decade, American industry has been booming, but many people have been lost in it.

Only those with the brightest eyes can see the crisis.

The copper industry relies on the steel industry to develop. If the steel industry is now unable to succeed, it is inevitable that the copper industry's stock price will fall.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled. He just happened to know every economic crisis and its causes in the twentieth century.

But he also needed to add many details: "Let you investigate the 'Bronze King' Heinze brothers and the 'Ice King' Morse. What will be the result?"

Thomas W. Lawson's eyes were red with excitement: "Speaking of which, boss, I have to say that you are really good at predicting things. Morse has already done the 'short squeeze' trick. This time with Heinze The brothers joined forces, and they naively believed that the drop in copper prices was because someone was deliberately shorting the stock market. Now, they are just waiting for their 'short squeeze' action."

The trigger of this economic crisis is very simple. The most direct cause is the red metal-copper.

When the price of copper fell, the Heinze brothers and Morse thought that many people were deliberately shorting, so they wanted to force the short sellers to close their positions and sell shares to make huge profits.

But in this case, they misjudged two points.

First, the decline in copper prices is indeed due to human factors, and some people are deliberately shorting. But the more fundamental reason is that there is insufficient follow-up investment in the big pool of the steel industry, and copper prices naturally fall.

The steel industry is the main reason for the decline. This is the general trend and is not easy to recover.

Second, the scale of this "short squeeze" led by Morse is many times larger than Morse's ice-making business and canal business. Even with the funds of the Heinze brothers, it is far from enough to turn the tide in the market. , so they are doomed to be trying to beat the chariot.

Zhao Chuanxin flicked the ashes: "Don't just focus on the short-sellers. Although the Heinze brothers and Morse are cheating, they are indeed very rich. It is inevitable to temporarily increase the share price of the copper industry. We can use this to also I can make a profit first.”

Money has to be earned back and forth.

Thomas W. Lawson was bold, but not bold enough.

He hesitated: "Isn't this too risky? What happens next, we can't control the stock price in a small way..."