The wait was a bit long.

Doug entertained himself by laying out a set of "Monopoly" and playing it by himself.

This set of "Monopoly" is a little different from the production version of "Monopoly".

The name of the bank is no longer just the bank, but "Black Hawk Bank", and the street is no longer named after the fictional "First Avenue", but after several major streets in the city of New Haven.

It's a bit stupid to play Monopoly by yourself, and it's even more stupid to play Monopoly with yourself.

The ass decides the head.

When Doug has each piece, he has to adjust his mindset and think about things from the perspective of that piece.

It's just that no matter how deep he brings in, he still brings deeper into a certain chess piece.

Although there are many disadvantages of playing with yourself, there will be no less fun.

Thinking about the same thing from the perspective of "oneself" and looking at it from the perspective of "opponent" is a completely different experience.

Especially when Doug deliberately shields himself from information and adds a "fog of war" system to the game, it is even more interesting.

When you hold each piece, you will make your own choice based on the information that the piece should have.

But......

Such a choice may seem unusually rational and even full of wisdom to "yourself", but it may be very stupid to those who have more information.

On the basis of information asymmetry, Doug gradually added characters to each chess piece.

For example, "small business owners on the verge of bankruptcy", "bankers in their prime", "little beggars trying to survive in the cracks", and so on.

In this way, the cold chessboard immediately came alive.

A small business owner on the verge of bankruptcy has a medium level of information, and he will not be the first to know about the latest policies from the top building, but he will not be very closed either.

His goal is also very simple, that is, to survive by cutting off his tail, trying to sacrifice a small part of his interests and then turn a profit.

Bankers in their prime have the most up-to-date and complete information in the region, and they have great ambitions to use their own power to control the entire chessboard of money.

thought that as long as he mastered the right to issue currency, it was equivalent to mastering the game.

Not only does he know all the actions of all the other players, but he can also make a profit from them.

The little beggar who survives in the cracks, has less information and a lower level, but he has the skill of "making something out of nothing", and he can provide the corresponding thoughts for the right people according to his preferences.

Tell the "small business owners on the verge of bankruptcy" that the spring of manufacturing is coming, fool the "bankers in their prime" and "I have a strategy here that will help you grasp financial hegemony faster."

However, his disadvantage is that he does not own his own capital. In vain, he tried to use his strength to fight with empty gloves and white wolves.

For Doug, the person who knows Monopoly the most in the world, he can advance the game faster than ten times as fast as the average player.

While the players in pairs, still looking at the rules of the game, arguing for a little profit, Doug had already made all the pieces go through a round.

As a result, it may take seven or eight hours for the average player to progress to the highest (harmonious) ebb, and it took Doug less than an hour to advance through.

Profit and bankruptcy, you die and I die.

The mask of warmth is torn off, and every character in the game is a victim when they are victims, and no one is innocent!

No one is innocent!

Just when Doug's favored little beggar was about to complete the counter-killing.

The blonde secretary who made Doug dizzy suddenly burst into his field of vision, "Lord Doug, please follow me." ”

"Good!" Doug replied simply, lifting the entire board with a wave of his hand and stuffing it into the game's cloth bag.

The spiral staircase is still dizzying.

William was still sitting in his soft leather seat.

Everything feels like yesterday.

It's just that Doug knows that many things aren't the same anymore.

Before William could speak, Doug found a comfortable sofa and said loudly, "Mr. William, your recent profit is not bad." ”

He casually picked up the trash on the tea table and played with it.

Although in William's opinion, Doug is still a lowly beggar, and even now has the potential to become a lowly beggar who does not know what to do.

However, even if it is a humble beggar who does not know what to do, as long as it can bring him benefits, he will not mind anything.

"How can there be a profit? You know, running a bank is a thankless task. No one doesn't like money, but would you be happy to see a lot of money every day that doesn't belong to you compared to poor people?"

"Happy! Why not be happy! Solve the problem first, and then find a way to make him his own. Compared to poor people who don't have access to money at all, this is your chance, isn't it?"

Doug looked up, his gaze traversing most of the office and landing on William's face.

William was a little annoyed by Doug's provocative gaze, and he said unhappily, "Little ghost, what are you doing here with me this time?"

"Mr. William, you have also received a lot of 'useless bank notes,' why don't you give them to me?" said Doug.

"Why should I send you?" William stood up from his aphrodisiac chair and approached in the direction of the couch where Doug was.

Unaffected by William's tone, Doug said to himself, "There is no love for no reason, and there is no hate for no reason. Mr. William, you obviously don't like me, and I don't like you, Mr. William.

But if I can bring you more profits, will you also support me?"

"What's the new idea for you damn little tramp?" asked William, sitting on the couch next to Doug.

"Black Eagle Bank is short of money right now. Not money in the absolute sense, but money that can be liquidated. It's not pleasant to have an unparalleled pleasure in spreading out such a huge stall all at once, isn't it?" asked Doug.

"Can you fix it?" asked William dismissively through his nostrils.

"Of course. Doug said with a smile, and he didn't give William time to continue questioning, but continued, "Why don't you go public on the New York Stock Exchange?

Stocks are 'perpetual bonds' that don't have to be repaid, and unless you want to redeem them, you can get a large amount of money that you don't have to repay, isn't that good?"

William stared at the imp in front of him, he didn't know why he knew so much. Was he really the illegitimate son of Woolsey's old thing?

Doug just kept smiling, using the chips he knew to fight for his own benefit.