…… Walking out of the presidential palace, Zhang Wenjing felt a lot more relaxed. The tension and depression when he was with Yang Qiu slowly dissipated.

It's not that he is disrespectful, and he doesn't want to betray, but he feels that he is no longer the Yang Qiu who carried a gun and jumped on a horse. In all fairness, even if there have been conflicts, it must be admitted that Yang Qiu is a true patriot. In the early days, knowing that the domestic strength was complicated, he simply used party affiliation to cover up dictatorial methods, stubbornly and simply acted like a fool, maintained the army to clear the obstacles, and used the most direct method to kick Yuan Shikai, Sun Yat-sen and others out. In the end, regardless of national strength, he gambled on the European war and reversed the national fortunes! The only thing that makes people wonder is that he actually has a lot of opportunities, especially after the introduction of the Cheng Cheng bill, as long as he takes half a step forward, the country will be shrouded in an iron curtain.

But he didn't do it, what the hell did he binge in chapter 636 and short America! (5) What are you afraid of? Zhang Wenjing didn't know.

He only knew that Yang Qiu's scheming was too deep and terrifying! Although this is not a bureau set up by him, he has been deploying and participating in it since six years ago! took advantage of the silver crisis to hook up with the Jews, took advantage of their desire to restore the country to send away cadet places, let Pei Zuyi speculate in francs, enter the United States through Jewish banking channels, and finally intervened in Najd to pave the way to transfer funds, and also co-opted Jinnah and Afghanistan to prevent Britain from turning its face. This incident, when viewed separately, is messy and fragmented, making people confused and confused, just thinking that he is testing the bottom line of Europe and the United States, until now it is connected in series, it is clear that what he has done in the past few years is waiting for this telegram!!

Seeing the harvest period, he will never let anyone spoil it! It's no longer Xinhai, and 18 years have passed since the turbulent years. Even if his prestige is unmatched, as a new generation grows up, he needs to start over. If the Great Recession in the United States really spreads to the country, this is a good opportunity to close the gap between China and the United States, and it is also a good opportunity to re-establish its prestige!

In fact, everyone is clear about Li Yuanhong's question just now, and it is just tacit, because no one dares to raise objections at this time. Offend a man with Chapter 636 Carnival in his hand and short the United States! (5) The new president who is about to take power in the military. It's a very stupid thing to do. Thinking of this, Zhang Wenjing was a little confused, as the Minister of Finance who was forcibly pushed to power, he knew that he was not qualified. The heart is too soft, and he does not have the decisiveness to survive with a broken tail and the courage to deal with changes without being frightened. But something like this happened suddenly when he was still a year into his term, and he wanted to leave. Not for power. Rather, I want to see if there is a major recession in Europe and the United States, and what height will this country be taken by Yang Qiu?

Zhang Wenjing got into the car, shook his head, put aside these annoying things, took out a pen and paper and began to draw up a list of Yang Qiu's needs. In any case, this is China's biggest opportunity since the European war.

Not only Nanjing, but many people around the world also quietly pricked up their ears, and even Pei Zuyi, who was in the center of the whirlpool, did not know how many people were involved. At this moment, Pei Zuyi wanted to know what the Morgan and Rockefeller families were thinking, and what role the British and French governments played, because he did not believe that the two governments with efficient intelligence services would not get the slightest news. But he didn't lift the veil after all, and Jacob mobilized so much money. The British and French governments pretended to be deaf and dumb, which shows that the water is too deep and too deep, and perhaps in the eyes of old Europe, the nouveau riche is always the nouveau riche.

At noon on April 19, there were many fewer people at CIC's North American headquarters. Most of the expatriates were deliberately dismissed, leaving only bright yellow cheeks that could be immature or nervous. A moment later, the phone rang, and after listening to it, Pei Zuyi picked up the phone and nodded to everyone, and then drove towards Wall Street in a car, this time accompanied by two bodyguards from the Intelligence Department.

The car was parked opposite the stock exchange because it was lunch break. Inside and outside the exchange is full of smoke-chatting investors. After getting out of the car, Bei Zuyi met Jacob and led him to an office. Through the window, you can see that this is directly facing the gate of the exchange. At the window, Sir Walter beckoned to him: "Nice to meet you." ”

"I'm glad to see you here, too."

Walter nodded, and after Jacob handed two glasses of wine to Bezouyi, he said, "It's going to start soon." I have fulfilled my promise, so can you tell me, what method will His Excellency Yang Qiu use to transfer funds? ”

"I can't." Pei Zuyi is very straightforward.

Walter was stunned for a moment, and then quickly laughed again: "Very good answer." But I believe that even if you don't get an answer today, you should see it soon. Bei Zuyi didn't speak, he knew very well that it was not the bluffing order that could make this bow his head, but the two thousand Zionist non-commissioned officers who had been in the country, because Yang Qiu controlled their life and death!

Soon, all three stopped talking because the market was open! Countless people ran and shouted to rush into the exchange, and the atmosphere arrived at ** in just a few minutes. Roaring, howling, stomping and beating chests, all the world's life is condensed in just a few hours of trading time.

Fei Owen is an ordinary trader, who only entered the industry five years ago, and witnessed the most prosperous period in the history of the United States, with the stock index soaring from 170 points during the European war to 386 points now, and all stocks have multiplied several times or even tenfold! And he went from being a shabby boy in Texas to a new New Yorker with a car, a villa, and an enviable beautiful wife.

"Good news, good news! The Telephone and Telegraph Company said it would lay the seventh Atlantic cable next month. A voice suddenly rang out from the field. As soon as Fei Owen turned his head, it was as if a basin of gasoline had been poured on the exchange, and the noisy and piercing screams could be heard from a few streets away! "Sell it to me, yes, all of it, telephone and telegraph company, yes!"

This is the United States, with a little good news, it can help countless people gain wealth, what better time than this? Fei Owen smiled and looked at his watch It was already 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still one and a half hours before the market closed. He didn't participate in the auction because he was looking at this morning's transaction history.

"$87 2,000 shares sold, $88 1,500 shares bought, $88 3,500 shares sold." In the era when there was no calculator, the scratch paper in Fei Owen's hand became longer and longer, and when he finished counting hundreds of buying and selling numbers, the tip of the pen froze suddenly! Because he found. Under this scratch paper, which I didn't know where I accidentally brought, there was a line of small print printed on it.

The small print was a piece of news that had been overdue for several months: "The seventh Atlantic cable project will also start as early as 1932". This line of words made him frown, thinking of the news that had caused another round of explosions just now, and he suddenly had an extremely bad feeling in his heart.

Who the hell is lying?

Originally, this matter had little to do with him, but he felt that it was necessary to verify it. It just so happened that one of his classmates worked for a telegraph company, so he picked up the phone. Soon, a friend's voice appeared on the other end of the phone: "Jack." I just got the news that you're about to start construction of the Atlantic Cable? ”

"Now? No, no, no, dear Fyoven. None of the cable orders have been placed yet, and there are no plans on it. Hi, how's my stock going? Jenny asked me to invite you to my house. She said thank you for the news...... The classmates chattered and talked non-stop, but Fei Owen was completely out of mind at this time, and hurriedly hung up the phone and prepared to find the guy who spread lies. Although the exchange is full of insider stories and lies every day, he feels that since it has been proven to be false, he has an obligation to catch the people who spread the lies. Just as he was pushing through the crowd and trying to find the "liar", a louder voice exploded in his ears.

"U.S. Steel, $262, 10,000 shares, throw!"

10,000 shares. $2.62 million? My God! This huge sell-off instantly detonated the entire exchange, and the doubts were louder than the whistle of the Hudson River. "Tony, are you making a mistake? I think yes, Tony is going to be finished. Hey, poor Tony! I heard that Tony was married to a courtesan. Is he a cuckold? Doubts and laughter replaced the quotations one after another, but before everyone could recover from the $2.62 million super sale, an explosive voice sounded in the corner of the venue again: "General Motors, $92, 20,000 shares are thrown!" ”

"And me! Ford $171, 30,000 shares sold. ”

"Telegram 395 dollars. 30,000 shares were sold. ”

"Throw! Thrown! Thrown...... In an instant, the entire exchange was thrown out, and the electronic market recorder didn't even have time to operate! The phone rings in front of every trader, and then there is the clamor of selling. Fei Owen was too late to find the "liar" because his phone was also desperately noisy, and when he rushed forward to pick up the receiver, a bigger deal suddenly appeared.

"Mobil Oil, $122, 100,000 shares sold!"

Fei Owen remembers that moment for the rest of his life, when he numbly shouted to throw the order, it was less than an hour before the market closed, but it was this hour that made everyone feel like they had fallen from heaven to hell.

Sell, sell, sell, sell! No one knows what's going on, the exchange that was still hot in the morning suddenly fell into the cold, and no one knows how many orders have sprung up at the bottom. It's like a hurricane, no, an avalanche! When the first toss order is called, Pandora's box is completely opened! Everyone just shouted numbly, lowered the price again and again, and suppressed the stock index that seemed to never fall over and over again.

No one could stay awake, no one knew when the closing gong would sound, and when the last trader hung up in disappointment, the entire exchange fell silent. Everyone looks at me and I look at you, as if they were in a dream, only the snow-covered white trading slip tells them that the scene that just happened is real and exists. According to later statistics, in the last hour and a half, more than 6 million shares were sold! On average, more than 60,000 shares are sold every minute, involving a total amount of $720 million!!

Fei Owen raised his head numbly and slowly, everyone was doing this, and their eyes were all on the autotrader.

351 points.

In just an hour and a half, the New York stock index hit 9%.

Why? How so? What the hell is going on?! Everyone was full of doubts and desperate for answers, and just as many hands reached for the telephone, the phone rang in the trading seats next to the autotrader. The crisp ringing of the bell startled the traders in the seats, looked at the eyes cast around them, and slowly picked up the earpiece.

The murmur of the salsa muffled the voice on the telephone, and the trader who listened carefully first raised his eyebrows and listened, and after a few moments, his eyes gradually drifted away, and his mouth grew wider and wider. It wasn't until the earpiece was completely silent that he slowly put down the phone, swallowed hard, and squirmed his Adam's apple: "Four hours ago, someone threw out 680 million pounds (about $3.2 billion) of U.S. agricultural futures 10 minutes before the market closed in London and Paris, and the order was short!" ”

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