"Boom!"

The noise is like a flash flood, and the sound of many dealers, the ringing of telephones, and the noisy bidding of artificial bids make the New York Stock Exchange on Wall Street stir an unparalleled wave of air.

Although the air conditioning in the open exchange was extremely cool, Zheng Fan, who was wearing a white shirt, still had a slight sweat on his forehead.

"Please! Stop, please don't fall any more! Why is there no buying, is it that the whole world is dead? An old American man in his sixties standing next to Zheng Fan stared at the Dow Finger on the big screen, his eyes were red and he roared.

However, the old man's prayers and screams had no effect.

Under the pressure of a large number of selling orders, the Dow Jones Industrial Index fell sharply from 11,205 points to 11,030 points in just three minutes.

The huge exchanges are full of panic, and the assets of both institutional investors and listed companies are shrinking sharply.

"Mr. Zheng, you quickly think of a way, if this continues, our Century Investment will be completely bankrupt......" The old man looked desperate and said loudly to the Chinese man who was about thirty-six years old beside him.

"George, it seems that luck is not on our side in the end! At present, our long position futures contract, in such a plummeting world, there is no way to close the position, I am afraid that after the market closes today, Century Investment will not only be forced to go bankrupt and liquidated, but even I, the boss, will have to bear heavy debts! The Chinese man smiled slightly, as if he had seen everything.

If you look closely, you will find that this heroic Chinese man has a resolute demeanor and a handsome face.

Zheng Fan glanced up at the big trading screen, the market was full of red, almost all stocks were falling, and the haze of the subprime mortgage crisis enveloped the entire New York Stock Exchange, making everyone feel cold.

The boiling voices in the exchange are more like the wails of corpses, and every point drop in the Dow Jones touches the hearts of many traders.

Most people are rushing to sell stocks, for fear that the Dow Jones will continue to fall sharply, resulting in a situation where today's lowest point is tomorrow's highest point!

"Impossible, the stock market has been falling for so long, and yesterday the government announced that it would lower the discount rate and inject $70 billion to save the market, why is there no improvement at all today?" The old man beside Zheng Fan looked unwilling, and his lips trembled.

The Dow Jones fell by 170 points in three minutes, and Zheng Fan was really a little worried about whether George's old and fragile heart could withstand the blow of this kind of diving.

Zheng Fan, who has unkempt hair, although he remains calm on the surface, his heart jumps to his throat, and every time the Dow Jones drops by a point, the sense of despair deepens, as if a person has fallen into an endless abyss and will never have the power to turn over.

In the afternoon, the market has just opened, the stock index has fallen so sharply, and it looks like it is about to break through 11,000 points, and at this time, the entire market is panicking and spreading bearish remarks, at this time Zheng Fan has foreseen that I am afraid that in the long and difficult period of time to close, the Dow will continue to fall.

"Lehman Brothers filed for bankruptcy to protect ......"

I don't know who suddenly shouted, and immediately made the entire New York Stock Exchange explode.

The news came so suddenly and alarming to many traders, and the subprime mortgage crisis began to unfold in early 2007 and now lasted for more than a year until September 15, 2008.

In this financial turmoil that lasted for more than a year, Zheng Fan saw many bankrupt and liquidated banks and investment companies, but he did not expect that in the end, Century Investment, which he controlled, would die on Wall Street with Lehman Brothers, which has a history of more than 150 years.

"No wonder the Dow is so hard to hit today! After persevering for more than a year, today is finally the wind blowing eggshells, and the wealth is gone...... "Seeing that in the blink of an eye, the Dow was instantly killed from 11,000 points to 10,700 points, Zheng Fan's smile was slightly bitter, and he raised a stack of transaction orders in his hand.

In the process of fluttering and fluttering the transaction order, Zheng Fan had already turned around and walked towards the gate of the exchange.

Old George seemed to have lost all his strength in an instant, kneeling in the exchange, his expression completely sluggish, but Zheng Fan, who had left, did not look back.

From a net worth of more than 100 million dollars to a lot of debts, this process of falling from heaven to hell is not instantaneous.

In the financial turmoil that lasted for more than a year, Zheng Fan hardly slept a peaceful night.

If it weren't for Zheng Fan's extraordinary ability to operate capital, as early as the beginning of the financial turmoil, I am afraid that Century Investment would have gone bankrupt and liquidated like other small investment companies.

As a Chinese-American, Zheng Fan started from scratch, and with his own efforts, he just made some fame in Wall Street, the nerve center of international finance, but he didn't expect a subprime mortgage crisis to hit and bring his more than ten years of hard work to naught.

When it comes to Wall Street in New York, everyone knows about it in the international financial industry.

Wall Street, with its magical power, has a huge impact on the world economy.

It is a paradise for dreamers, and I don't know how many nouveau riche have stepped into the throne of financial giants from here overnight.

It is a hell for entrepreneurs, and I don't know how many well-known entrepreneurs have gone bankrupt and died overnight.

As the intersection of heaven and hell, Wall Street became a gathering place for demons and angels.

Strong temptation and majestic strength have made Wall Street worthy of the position of the nerve center of the international financial industry, so it is also known as the symbol of the United States.

Out of the New York Stock Exchange, seeing that most of the people on the street were hurrying, Zheng Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly at these financial elites on Wall Street, I'm afraid it's not much better than his own situation!

On the noisy Wall Street, only the country song played by a female guitarist at the corner of the street was faintly cool.

Approaching the guitarist, Zheng Fan listened to the American country songs that made him feel comfortable for a while, and then took out his wallet from his trouser pocket and put all the two thousand dollars in the guitar case of the black female singer.

Feeling the surprised gaze of the not beautiful black female singer, Zheng Fan smiled heartily: "This is the best music I have ever heard, you don't have to have any burden, even if the money in my wallet is not given to you, it will no longer belong to me tomorrow!" ”

Hearing Zheng Fan's explanation, the black female singer smiled softly and thanked him, as if she understood his situation.

Wall Street is a gathering place for financial elites, black female singers have never eaten pork, they have seen pigs run, and now the subprime financial turmoil is fierce, on this street, there are many people who have nothing overnight, Zheng Fan's situation is not unusual.

Wall Street, the southernmost point of Manhattan, is adjacent to Broadway, New York's World Center for the Performing Arts, and a stone's throw from the famous New York City's Chinatown.

Just as Zheng Fan was crossing the street and wanted to walk back to Chinatown, a Ferrari sports car rushed over.

"Buzz ......"

The high-horsepower engine of the sports car roared and roared, without a trace of braking, and knocked Zheng Fan, who couldn't dodge, into the square.

"Bang!"

A dull crashing sound sounded, and Zheng Fan's figure flew more than ten meters away directly under the impact of the sports car.

Looking back at Zheng Fan, who flew upside down, he faintly felt that the woman driving the Ferrari sports car had a sense of déjà vu.

"Smack!"

The tragic accident caught people off guard, however, as a black bead hanging from Zheng Fan's chest was stained with blood and shattered, the mysterious pattern on the bead body quickly began to spread, gradually turning into a dense essence light, covering his body.

From the outside world, Zheng Fan's figure seemed to have turned into crystal clear fragments, but the strange scene lasted for a very short time.

"Damn, that's too back, isn't it? Why did all the bad luck happen to me! This was Zheng Fan's last thought when he was hit by a car.

"Whew!"

Zheng Fan's shattered fragments of his body seemed to be carrying a powerful devouring force, rapidly shrinking, and finally turning into a little bright light and disappearing into space.

If it was placed in normal times, with Zheng Fan's keenness, he might not be able to avoid the ferocious impact of the sports car, but when the company went bankrupt, he was in a trance, so he was hit solidly.

Although Zheng Fan was hit extremely hard, soon lost his basic vital signs, and his perception of the outside world also fell silent, he retained his groggy consciousness and thinking.

"Is this what it feels like to be hanging?"

Zheng Fan felt that he had been asleep for a long time, and he wanted to wake up but couldn't.

"Bang! Impulsive! Impulsive! ”

Suddenly, Zheng Fan heard the sound of his own heartbeat, and an incomparably tingling pain rippled from his consciousness.

This feeling of headache almost made Zheng Fan's spirit on the verge of collapse.

Zheng Fan wanted to shout, but he couldn't do it as if in a dream.

Instead of being afraid, Zheng Fan was full of joy in his consciousness, trying to become familiar with the feeling of his body.

As Zheng Fan gradually controlled his body and slowly opened his eyes, the warm sunlight shining in from the floor-to-ceiling window had already entered his eyes.

The white gauze curtains were blown by the breeze, and the fresh air permeated the spacious room, which made Zheng Fan sober up a lot.

The severe headache gradually subsided, and looking at the familiar room in front of him, Zheng Fan's eyes couldn't help revealing a trace of confusion.

"Didi, Didi!"

The electronic watch placed on the head of the bed made a sound, attracting Zheng Fan's attention.

Seeing that the date displayed on the electronic watch was May 26, 1996, Zheng Fan slightly raised his mouth: "No!" ”

After a short period of stunned, Zheng Fan quickly got out of bed and looked at the mirror on the wall.

The face in the mirror is already very different from the one on the New York Stock Exchange on Wall Street.

At this time, Zheng Fan, who was wearing pajamas, had starry eyebrows, a broad forehead, and a full red lip under his handsome nose, which was the appearance of a twenty-four-year-old young man.

"This is what it looked like when I was about to graduate from Pearl City University......"

Zheng Fan, whose heartbeat was racing rapidly, seemed to be rapidly reversing his thoughts and memories.

Everything in front of him can be described as both familiar and unfamiliar to Zheng Fan, and the turbulent mood even made him stand in front of the mirror for a long time.

It wasn't until the word rebirth appeared in Zheng Fan's mind that after a burst of rapid breathing, he gradually had an inexplicable look in his eyes.

The simple room, with no modern atmosphere, has a single bed and a writing desk, and although the curtains are blown lightly by the wind, the white walls give a sense of tranquility.

"Home?"

After a long time, Zheng Fan began to slowly look at the room he was in while muttering.

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