Chapter 82: China's Savior
"Can you tell me what happened?" Chen Hong asked. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Your Excellency, here's the thing," said Buster, taking a deep breath and trying to compose himself, "I received a letter from the Gerson Breschroeder Bank in Frankfurt. β
"Oh? What kind of letter is it? Chen Hong asked very cooperatively.
"This is a letter requesting financing." "At first I admit I didn't understand it all. β
"Oh?"
"For this reason, I even wanted to make a special trip to visit him and ask him to explain some parts of it to me." Buster said, "I'm sure I've got this letter with me, yes, here!" Well, this letter asks for authorization to lend a large sum of money in our bank. β
Buster said, took out the letter, and handed it to Chen Hong.
"Excuse me, what is there to explain such a simple fact, Your Excellency?" Chen Hong asked after reading the letter.
"Nothing else, Your Excellency, except that the amount is too large, the interest is high, and what they ask for is cash."
"Oh? Have you verified the authenticity of this letter? Judging by the handwriting, the person who wrote this letter may have been a mixed race. β
"Oh, the authenticity and reliability of this letter is indisputable, but its purposefulness is now very doubtful." Buster said.
"I see here also a letter of guarantee that Baron Rothchild of Frankfurt is willing to guarantee the business." Chen Hong pretended to be extremely straightforward and said, "Could it be that Rothchild Bank has been considered an unreliable and untrustworthy bank?" That would be a problem, because I have a considerable amount of assets in their hands. β
"Rothchild Bank is the most creditworthy bank," Buster replied with a smile that bordered on mockery, "and I'm not saying how creditworthiness or ability they are to meet their debts, but rather that it is this business they guarantee that has pushed us to the brink of despair." β
"What do you mean by that, Your Excellency?" Chen Hong asked.
"Quite simply, the Gerson Braischroeder bank had just borrowed our cash, and soon there was news that our bank was short of cash, and then there was a run, as you have just seen." Buster smiled wryly, "They are really as smart and cunning as foxes. β
"Do you mean that the Breschroder Bank deliberately caused all this?"
"Yes."
"And what is their purpose?"
"Our gold, and our shares."
"Breschroder Bank wants to buy your gold and shares?"
"No, Baron Meyerkar Rothhild of Frankfurt."
When Buster said this, his attitude, although polite, was full of sarcasm, and almost to the point of rudeness.
Chen Hong's face had a Chinese characteristic gentle smile, revealing a straightforward look, "Then my letter ......"
"No, these are two different things, your two letters, one from the Earl of Hartford and the other from Baron Lionel Nathan Rothchild, have very different meanings." Buster was probably afraid of causing Chen Hong's misunderstanding, so he immediately waved his hand and said.
"Then you just said that it was Baron Mayerkar Rothschild of Frankfurt who wanted to get the gold and shares of your bank......" Although Chen Hong had already understood what was going on, he still asked.
"Yes." The president of ABN AMRO replied in the affirmative, "Braitschroeder has proposed to me the purchase price of gold on behalf of Baron Rothschild, and of course, I have not yet agreed." He replied with an angry expression again, "They are still secretly forcibly buying the shares in the hands of our shareholders, this is a robbery!" Open robbery! β
"How can I help you? Excellency? Chen Hong smiled and asked.
"I'd like to find out what you mean by and if you really want to help us." Buster struggled to regain his composure, and he stared into Chen Hong's eyes, "Rothilde in Frankfurt wants to destroy us, and now, another Rothilde wants to help us, I need your explanation." β
"All right, Your Excellency." Chen Hong met his gaze and said, "What I want to tell you is that since the death of the great James, any behavior of Rothchild in Frankfurt has nothing to do with Rothchild in London and Rothchild in Paris. The last two Rothschild, and my father, want to help you out of this difficult situation, and of course, we will ask for some small returns, but these rewards will not affect the business and future development of ABN AMRO. β
"I see......" Buster's eyes flashed with ecstasy, and his voice began to tremble.
"You just have to tell me now what you need me to do." Chen Hong said, "I will listen to your orders. β
"We need a lot of cash to weather the run." Buster couldn't wait, "so we don't have to sell our gold at a low price." β
"I just have a sum of money to save." Chen Hong smiled, "Please help me handle it." β
Chen Hong said as he took out an envelope from his pocket and put it in front of Buster.
Buster looked at the envelope carefully, stretched out his fingers, and pulled out two Treasury bills of Β£1,000,000,000 each from the thick stack of paper in the envelope.
Seeing these two bills, the vice president on the side couldn't help but shudder, and suddenly became dizzy. He looked at Chen Hong dumbfounded, his pupils widened.
Buster trembled and took the two Treasury bills, took out a magnifying glass, and checked their authenticity, he checked them so carefully, if it were not for the act made by the bank president when he was not sober-minded, it would undoubtedly be tantamount to insulting Chen Hong.
Chen Hong just sat there, quietly waiting for the results of his examination.
"How did you get here? Your Excellency the Viscount? Buster had just seen that this envelope was full of such treasury bills, and his voice was a little unnatural, "Do you always carry so much money with you?" β
"I came in a carriage." Chen Hong smiled and said, "I don't do this often, today is just to dispel your suspicions." β
"Oh, Your Excellency! You've done us a great favor! Buster stood up and gestured to the savior in front of him. Forgive me, Your Excellency, I no longer doubt it, but I have to express my amazement. β
"I understand that a banker like you would not be so easily surprised," Mr. Chen said in a very polite manner. "You believe me, don't you?"
"Oh, Your Excellency!" Buster exclaimed, "I didn't doubt it in the slightest. β
"I know you're just trying to make sure you're not taking risks, but now that we've got a clear understanding and there's nothing to distrust or doubt, then we can talk about the details of the next step in our cooperation." Chen Hong got up and said, "This money is just the first amount, if it is not enough, I will provide it to you again." β
"I must confess to you, Your Excellency," said Buster, "that I have always thought that I did not know anything about the great tycoons of Europe, but you, a Chinese, seem to have quite a lot of your fortune, and I know nothing. Is your wealth recent? β
"No, Your Excellency," replied Chen Hong, "on the contrary, the origin of my wealth is ancient. And it's only been a few years since I got it. So, it's perfectly natural that you don't know about it. However, about me and my property, you will soon know better. When Chen Hong said the last sentence, a strange smile appeared on his face.
"If I am not mistaken, Your Excellency, you are probably fond of painting," said Buster, who seemed to the Vice President to be close to flattery, "at least, as I could tell from the attention and admiration you had for my paintings when you came in. If you have this hobby, you must have a wide variety of treasures to collect. With your permission, I'm glad to show you my gallery, which is full of masterpieces by Old Masters. I also have a few famous paintings about China that I am sure you will be interested in. I can guarantee that I am not used to modernist paintings. β
"Very happily." Chen Hong smiled and nodded, "You are very right to oppose modernist paintings, because they have a common shortcoming - that is, they have not experienced a long time and are not old enough. β
"Then I'll have to show you some beautiful portraits. As you can probably tell, I have a lot of respect for Chinese painters. β
"Willing to obey."
When Chen Hong came out of ABN AMRO, the rain had stopped, the dark clouds in the sky were gradually dispersing, and the sun was scattering thousands of golden rays from the clouds, shining on his body, making people feel extraordinarily warm.
Chen Hong looked at the people who were still lining up at the door to withdraw money expressionlessly, and muttered thoughtfully: "Incredible." β
Hearing this, Uncle Hai and his entourage around him were all surprised.
"What is the young master talking about?" Uncle Hai asked.
"No...... It's nothing. Chen Hong shook his head, retracted his thoughts, and said, "Let's go." β
Uncle Hai and his entourage did not speak again, but surrounded him through the crowd and got into the carriage.
They didn't know that the reason why Chen Hong said such a sentence just now was because he remembered the letter written by his "relative" surnamed Lin from the far east.
If it weren't for this letter, he wouldn't have been here at all.
Chen Hong would not have thought that it was precisely because of this letter that the history of Europe had been rewritten.
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