Morgan was a very fast reader, and it didn't take long for him to read half of the booklet.

"Scrooge, I have to say, you have too many loopholes in this book." Morgan didn't look any further, and he tossed the pamphlet on the table.

"Would you believe me if I made something with no loopholes?" Scrooge asked quietly.

"Of course not. If there really is such a thing, of course, it is highly classified, and even if you can make a little bit of it, it will be difficult to have so much. If you still make a leak-free one, it's not a matter of making it up. Morgan said.

Of course, this thing is made up, but when he made up such a thing, Scrooge really felt that he couldn't be blamed, because his thing was completely copied from the history of another time and space.

It was the first book on an anti-Semitic theme to be published in Tsarist Russia in 1903. Its origin is said to be as follows:

One day, after a heavy thunderstorm, the Russian police found an unlucky man who had been struck by lightning and died, and then found this article on him, handed it over to the government, and then it was printed. Then it became an accelerant for the anti-Semitic campaign of the Russians.

Later scholars generally believe that these texts were invented in the late 1890s or early 1900s by the Russian Imperial secret police, Okrena. One of the most famous early theories refuting the Protocol was a series of articles published in The Times of London, revealing that much of the Protocol's content was copied from an earlier book of political satirical literature with no anti-Semitic references. Since the book began printing in 1903, the early publishers have been able to provide only vague and often contradictory explanations as to how they obtained copies of the original manuscript of the legend.

Widely regarded as the beginning of modern conspiracy literature, the book is described as a guidebook for the new members of the Magi on how they manipulated the world through media and finance, and how they replaced traditional social rules with propaganda.

With the defeat of the Nazis in World War II, the use of the book as an anti-Semitic propaganda tool declined, but it was still frequently cited and republished by anti-Semites, and sometimes used as evidence against alleged Jewish secret societies, especially in the Middle East. Of course, there are also a lot of fools in China who believe in these things very much. Even a female friend from Scrooge's previous life who thought she knew how to govern. This also gave Scrooge another opportunity to learn about this text.

"So, will the average nerd believe it?" Scrooge asked again.

"They? As long as we promote it, the more unreasonable things are, the more ridiculous things are, the more fools will believe them. Morgan said.

"yes, they believe that they can deal with vampires with mirrors, garlic, holy water, or whatever." Scrooge sneered and said, "We made up these things to fool those fools." So what are you afraid of with a little loophole? Besides, even if a few smart people see it, what can they do? And what else can they do to sue those fools that they have been deceived? Mr. Morgan, will you go and try to convince a fool that you have been deceived? Scrooge replied nonchalantly.

"I'm not bored." Morgan said.

"Even if you're bored, it's useless to talk about it." Scrooge sneered and said, "You have to know that you should never try to convince a fool, because you must first reduce your intelligence to the same level as him before he can understand what you say." And once you really get your intelligence down to that level, then you're a fool yourself, and then he's going to use his more experience as a fool to beat you up. ”

"Scrooge, you're right." Morgan nodded and said, "I feel this deeply. It's like this every time I try to talk to Mimi about something. Of course, don't tell me about it. Oh, actually, it's nothing, Mimi won't believe it. ”

"Alright, let's get back to business. Regarding the mention of the net now, who is in favor and who is against? Scrooge asked.

……

The next day was a Friday, and early in the morning, Campbell was on the New York stock exchange, and unlike the retail investors who stood by and watched, he was an agent for a large trust and investment company. So he had a special seat and a desk in the market, which was also equipped with the most advanced communication tool of the time, the telephone.

Campbell sat down behind his desk, and a waiter graciously poured him a cup of coffee.

Soon, it's time for the market to open. On this day, the market was quite normal at the beginning, and the price movement of stocks remained the same as before. However, at about ten o'clock in the morning, the phone on his desk suddenly rang.

Campbell picked up the earpiece, and the anxious, even panicked, voice of the company's boss Williams came from inside:

"Campbell, how many more shares do we have? Ditch the cash out now! Yes, immediately! All! Regardless of the price, fast! ”

It's never a good sign, something must have happened. Campbell also noticed that many of his fellow workers had also picked up the receivers, and judging by their solemn expressions, they must have received a similar notice.

Campbell hurriedly wrote down the number and price of the shares sold on the small whiteboard, but when he looked up after writing, he saw that the price of the stocks on the price board of the trading center was far lower than the price he had marked.

"Damn it!" Campbell quickly erased that price and wrote a new one, which dropped by another five percent from the one that had been listed. Then he looked up - the price was now even lower than the one he had written, and not just a little lower, but almost twenty percent lower!

"Hell! Another stock market crash! Campbell immediately sold his price directly at half of the current market price, and if he sold it at such a price, the company would hardly make a profit, but if it moved slowly, it would probably not be a matter of profitability, but a complete loss of money, because all traders knew that the price of these stocks had far exceeded their value.

Campbell was very lucky, this time he sold his stock, and an unknown fool took the order. Campbell thanked God in his heart, lowered his head and took another sip of coffee, and then looked up, he found that the avalanche of the price of the entire stock had come faster and faster, and in an instant, the stock price had fallen to a quarter of the price he had just sold!

"Tonight, the sea will be full of corpses." Campbell thought to himself, and he almost became one of those unlucky ones. Fortunately...... A feeling of fear came over him, and Campbell collapsed directly in his chair, unable to move even a finger. R1058