The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Xuantian Sect wants to continue to export firepower to Lugang Town, and at the same time develop itself. No matter how much money they make, it seems to be thrown into a bottomless pit.

Especially with the recent rise of cement roads, Lugang Town not only needs to build roads, Zhao Chuanxin also plans to build an airport, although no one knows what the airport is for.

Li Guangzong was exhausted every day and the money in his wallet was stretched thin.

When he saw that Zhao Chuanxin had earned at least 50 million US dollars, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

All problems stem from - money.

Once the $50 million is in place, all problems will be solved.

But he doesn't know yet that his hopes will be completely dashed...

In Lugang Town, Shuangxi picked up the newspaper and asked Zhang Daquan: "Daquan, help me see what this means?"

Zhang Daquan glanced at it and his eyes widened instantly. But he said: "Isn't this just what it means? What's so difficult to understand?"

Shuangxi was not happy, he frowned and said: "From a professional point of view, this is a cultural problem. To put it simply, I don't know how to read. Please read it to me, I saw the name of the salary passer."

"..." Zhang Daquan took the newspaper and said, "It says that Salary Transfer made 50 million U.S. dollars in the United States."

"hiss……"

Liu Guogui from the Public Security Bureau was bragging with a group of businessmen.

He held the newspaper with his face glowing: "Look, this is my brother Zhao Chuanxin. You can't make as much money as him alone..."

And of all the people who read the newspaper,

The person who reacted the most was undoubtedly Fritz Heinze.

When Fritz Heinze saw J.P. Morgan's highly anticipated bailout, he felt a pang in his heart: Old Morgan, who was watching from afar, took action, and the New York government was unable to repay its loans.

"Although the miser was generous, the actual amount he took out was only 10 million. The Tennessee coal mine is facing bankruptcy, and antitrust defenders must break the crisis."

This was the next stage of Zhao Chuanxin's "nonsense" prediction to him that day.

Fritz Heinze had already deduced that "Scrooge" was Rockefeller.

On October 24, J.P. Morgan took only a few minutes to raise US$23.5 million. After the close of the day, it finally raised US$25 million to provide this credit to the New York Stock Exchange to avoid direct direct access by 50 stock exchanges in the United States. collapse.

However, the good times did not last long. On the weekend of October 27, the U.S. stock market plummeted again, and at this time, major banks were running out of silver bullets.

J.P. Morgan and the New York Stock Exchange announced that they would stop all leveraged and derivatives trading on that day. The stock market volatility eased and passed the hell gate that day.

That is to say, today, several awesome people with world-renowned reputations gathered together.

They are J.P. Morgan, John Rockefeller Sr., and Rothschild, the king of European banks.

These people gathered together for a meeting to discuss arrangements for stabilizing the market next week.

They decided to inject $100 million in credit notes into the bank!

J.P. Morgan himself spent $30 million to buy New York bonds, and John Rockefeller decided to inject $10 million into Citibank.

He also told an Associated Press reporter in a high-profile manner: "If necessary, I will use half of my net worth to stabilize the overall stability of U.S. credit."

His net worth is close to 1 billion, but he only spent 10 million US dollars, which shows that this is actually bragging.

But the people who didn’t know the truth couldn’t stand being moved.

When Fritz Heinze received the news, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He said to Otto in disbelief: "He... no, it's Zhao Chuanxin. Everything Zhao Chuanxin said has come true. How could he predict this? This is too scary..."

Fritz Heinze had accepted the fact that he had lost, but he still could not accept that Zhao Chuanxin had seen through the overall situation before everything happened.

Otto frowned: "Fritz, don't be discouraged. Although we have suffered heavy losses, we still have the resources in hand, and there is still the possibility of a comeback."

He thought that Fritz Heinze was mentally disturbed because of the shock.

They can indeed withstand crises better than ordinary people.

There is a boss named "Shi" who has had three ups and downs. Others are amazed, but they don't know about their level - Ji Cao Wu Liu.

The fundamentals are still there, even if the money is gone, you can still make a comeback.

But Fritz Heinze shook his head: "You don't understand. Whenever we do business in the future, we must stay away from Zhao Chuanxin. He is too scary. He can chew you up to the bone."

He didn't know whether others were convinced, but he was convinced anyway.

…

Zhao Chuanxin was grinding his teeth at this time: "Damn it, who exposed my identity? Abraham, send someone to the Wall Street Journal to catch the reporter and torture him about his source. I want to know who it is. , I have to peel off his skin."

Since losing the devil's crystal glasses, Zhao Chuanxin feels that the whole world has become more alive.

In the past, Abraham Cohen would have had some scruples about arresting a Wall Street Journal reporter.

But now, he was confused: "Okay, boss, we have plenty of manpower. I have one or two hundred people available. The Smith brothers can find 180 people if they raise their arms. It's better to arrest a tabloid reporter." Isn’t it easy to catch it?”

"That's what you have to do while you're young, brag more, and you'll be able to do it faster when your bones are broken."

"..." Abraham Cohen sneered: "Then I'll go."

After Abraham Cohen left, Zhao Chuanxin leaned his chin and pondered.

Now that the identity has been exposed, it is irreversible.

How do we do this?

Alfred Adler, an Austrian psychiatrist, had a famous theory of "subject separation". He said that to solve interpersonal problems, we must separate subjects.

I am me, others are others.

Don't care about other people's evaluation of yourself, don't care about the reaction of the outside world, just think about how to deal with it.

His panacea for solving personal troubles may only be swallowed by a few people in the world.

And Zhao Chuanxin, who has learned to reconcile with himself since he was a child, has the aura of "separation of subjects" even if he has not read Alfred Adler's book.

Da Luo and the others knew he was coming a long time ago.

But now the problem is that the public in New York knows it. If Ronaldo doesn't deal with him, how will the public react?

Zhao Chuanxin speculated that Da Luo did not dare to send an army to search and surround him, let alone the mayor of New York City or the governor of New York State. Neither of them could afford the consequences of Zhao Chuanxin going crazy.

However, these people will definitely take some measures.

Zhao Chuanxin rubbed his chin and thought. His personal safety must be the first consideration, followed by keeping his money bag tight.

Thinking that most of the money had been scattered, Zhao Chuanxin felt slightly relieved. He picked up the phone and turned the dial with his middle finger.

The dial returns to its original position each time you let go, generating an electrical pulse that is transmitted to the switch to identify the number.

After a long while, the call was connected. Zhao Chuanxian said: "Thomas, speed up the investment progress. Except for the reserved funds, don't leave any other money."

Thomas W. Lawson complained: "Boss, we are spinning our wheels. There are too many projects."

"I don't care, raise the salary and let them work faster. If that doesn't work, just keep hiring people."

Thomas W. Lawson said with a wry smile: "Since your identity was exposed, our original employees have been very reliable, and they don't even dare to leave easily. But we can't recruit new employees at all, and people are afraid of you."

"..." Zhao Chuanxin said helplessly: "Anyway, do it quickly, I'm afraid they will make trouble with me."

"Don't worry, boss. Even if you are a criminal, as long as your assets are not obtained through crime, even if the King of Heaven comes, you cannot confiscate them at will. The United States is a country ruled by law."

"Thomas, do you believe that I can change the judiciary in the United States, influence the thinking of politicians including Ronaldo, manipulate Rockefeller and his like, and make the American people docile?"

"I'm sorry if I don't believe this."

"If you don't believe me, why don't you just hurry up and invest your money in me?"

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin hung up the phone.

He came to the office window and looked down, but did not find any suspicious persons.

At this moment, the charming secretary of Thomas W. Lawson knocked on the door.

She looked a little timid, but also a little flattering, and said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Boss, Mr. Cohen is here."

Now, the entire Lawson Trust Company employees already know the identity of Zhao Chuanxin.

"Tell him to come in!"

This guy just left not long ago, why is he back?

Abraham Cohen enters.

After learning that his boss was Zhao Chuanxin, he struggled whether to work under Zhao Chuanxin.

Because he was worried about being implicated.

He discussed with the Smith brothers and finally came to the conclusion that the cost of backstabbing or breaking away was too high and they could not afford it.

Since you can't resist, break away, or backstab, then just be determined to tie yourself to a boat.

"Boss." Abraham Cohen said very respectfully. He didn't even dare to sit down, but just stood aside.

Not nearly as casual as it once was.

Not long after Zhao Chuanxin saw him, he changed into a luxurious suit made of wool. He looked like a slut wearing a bright and angry horse, and said straightforwardly: "If you have anything to do, please report to the court. If nothing happens, leave the court."

"Our Xinghui Catering Company was smashed!"

Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows: "Who did it?"

Abraham Cohen was about to speak when the phone rang.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand, indicating that we would talk later.

He picked up the phone and it was Thomas W. Lawson calling: "Boss, I have two pieces of bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Zhao Chuanxin was so surprised that he didn't laugh angrily: "I think Jesse is more suitable for sitting in your position."

Thomas W. Lawson did not dare to sell out any more: "The first thing was that Rockefeller injected $10 million into Citibank to stabilize credit, which gave him extra points in court. In addition, he found a man from Sing Sing Prison. The witnesses who came forward proved that Andrew Miller was a murderous heretic who had assigned him to kill a black man. Therefore, Andrew Miller's testimony will not be credible. Therefore, this lawsuit will end in vain."

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he immediately suspected that the witness Rockefeller found might be his cousin.

"If you can't get a piece of this cake, then strongly support Shell Oil. I heard that they are having difficulties in business, and it is a good time for us to take action. What about the second thing?"

"Although there are problems with Shell's oil operations, Royal Dutch Petroleum Company negotiated with them one step ahead of us. The negotiations seemed to be going very smoothly. I was afraid that I would not be able to intervene." Thomas W. Lawson said:

"The second thing is that over at the White House, the National Monetary Investigation Committee was temporarily established. They said they were going to investigate the financial crisis, but the first person to investigate was me. In fact, they are already here now, outside Wait for me. Well...I suspect this is coming for you..."

Abraham Cohen discovered that Zhao Chuanxin was holding a pen in his other hand, and he had unknowingly pressed the pen tip into the desk table with so much force that he was obviously angry...