"Last words?" Soloth chuckled in his heart, and his heart was desolate. He swept his gaze across the round table and saw an oligarchic boss staring at him with the eyes of a wolf, eager to eat him on the spot.

Wall Street only needs a general who can win battles, not a well-established waste. If the theme of this meeting is how to turn defeat into victory, and how to turn the tide, perhaps it can still touch some people's hearts. But isn't the so-called bailout a retreat to the mainland? Who wouldn't do this kind of thing, so why should you keep Soloth?

But sensible people know...... If you don't have money, you can't turn the tide.

These oligarchic bosses have all lost their money, who will support him to continue fighting?

Seeing that these men did not even have the patience to listen to him, Soloth immediately understood that the time had come for reckoning.

He slowly put down the remote control in his hand and spoke: "I will liquidate the quantum funds and sell all the family property......

"Do you think the money is enough?"

The oligarchic boss who was the first to get up, figuring out the gold ring of his index finger, asked loudly.

Many of the other oligarchic bosses shook their heads in unison, apparently answering for Soloth.

Soloth's face sank, as if he had thought of the answer: "What do you want to do?" ”

"Jump off here, the tallest thirty-six story building on Wall Street is a perfect fit for you Wall Street genius."

Many oligarchic bosses turned pale, and their eyes flashed with pleasure.

They have witnessed the birth of the world's greatest financial genius, and will also push this greatest genius to death.

"That's true...... "Soloth is over half a hundred years old, and he sees people's hearts very thoroughly, so he didn't call a helicopter or run away by boat.

Because he knew that with this loss of up to 100 billion US dollars on his body, even if he ran to Antarctica, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of the oligarchs.

With a bang, the oligarchic bosses pushed away their office chairs, and one by one they approached "Soloth".

They didn't call bodyguards, they didn't call killers, but they took matters into their own hands with hideous faces and surrounded "Soloth" in the middle.

Just as "Soloth" is over half a hundred years old, these oligarchs have long beards, old skin, and are in their fifties and sixties.

But in the midst of eerie laughter, they lifted their suits, ripped off their ties, some pushed open the skylight, and some blocked the back road.

They tore, gnawed, and punched.

The scene is flying with stubble, saliva, blood...

Sven turned into sanitary napkins, and everyone went into battle together, restrained Thorus's limbs and head, and climbed onto the desk together, standing on the table and throwing Soros out of the window.

"Boom!"

Thorus flew out upside down, watching the scenery in his eyes recede, feeling the blinding weightlessness in his head. In the end, it became a corpse with broken limbs on Wall Street.

The elderly oligarchic bosses, panting in their offices, poked their heads out of the window, and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the crowd gathered on the ground.

They have killed many people, but they are the first ones who have spent so much physical effort.

"This tall building rises because of Soloth, but it doesn't collapse because of Soloth, like this Wall Street." The oligarchic bosses shook their heads at each other, and one of them took the initiative to put away the disks of the "Soloth".

They decided to change someone to carry out the plan of "Soloth" to save Wall Street, anyway, this kind of plan is no problem for anyone, no top genius is needed, a random team of financial experts is enough.

After a few years, when Wall Street recovers, a new "Soloth" will be elected from the vast crowd.

Clapping their hands, everyone walked out of the conference room together, and met the CIA's white-bearded officer at the door of the conference room.

I saw that Chief Whitebeard and a group of agents had blocked the office building of the Quantum Fund, and were asking the agents to block the documents.

At this time, when he saw the oligarchic bosses coming out, he raised his head and took the initiative to ask, "Mr. Donald, is the matter over?" ”

"It's a pity that Mr. Soloth can't afford a huge business failure and has jumped off the building." Donald grabbed his cane and sighed, only to beat his chest and cry out in grief.

The white-bearded officer of the CIA saw that this guy's acting skills were okay, and he nodded and said: "It's a pity, I just received a report that there are illegal commercial actions in the Quantum Fund, so let's combine the two cases to investigate." ”

"Well, the sir, I didn't expect Mr. Soloth to do such a thing."

This "Donald" is actually the first guy to interrupt Sollus's speech.

It is said that his family started with a certain anime with ducks as the protagonist, and it has nothing to do with the yellow-haired boy who does real estate......

It really doesn't matter at all.

Combing his white hair, Donald and the bosses of the oligarchy left the floor of the Quantum Fund.

However, he was able to do what he said, and held a memorial service for "Soloth" on Wall Street that night, and asked the pastor to read out "Soloth's" last words.

At the memorial service, he described "Solose" as a Zhuge Liang who was still thinking about giving advice to Wall Street finance before he died. So that he can use the rescue plan left by "Soloth" without any guilt.

On the same night, the police also announced on TV the news of the jump of "Soloth", and the police pointed out that the "Quantum Fund" under "Soloth" was involved in a number of illegal operations, tax evasion, and hired homicides.

That morning, after the elites of Wall Street saw the body of "Soloth" on the side of the road, they suddenly felt that there was no earthquake on Wall Street, but Wall Street collapsed.

At 9:30 a.m. U.S. time, U.S. stocks plummeted at the open.

In just three hours, 120 companies went bankrupt and delisted, and the Hong Kong dollar began to appreciate in the foreign exchange market, and the importing companies that had previously cancelled trade would also pay heavy compensation to the Hong Kong Island companies.

The world's financial circles have been divided into two major plates in Europe and Asia, with Europe and the United States still taking Wall Street as the core, and Asia with Hong Kong Island as the core.

Hong Kong Island has firmly established its position as Asia's financial center and economic free port.

The motherland's assistance behind the scenes has also made European and American countries realize that the economic take-off of a large eastern country has become unstoppable.

……

That night, The Peninsula Hotel.

The banquet hall on the sixth floor was full of people, celebrities gathered, and the waiters could glance at a big boss who they had seen in the newspaper.

In addition to Li Chaoren, Mr. Huo, Mr. Guo and other top 15 richest people on Hong Kong Island. There are also representatives of the four Asian regions: Ding Yao, Kiyoko Imamura, Mr. He, and Li Long.

As well as more than 200 bosses who took out their equity to support Uncle Tong, the director of the Financial Authority, Tianze Securities, Fenghua International and other senior executives in the company.

In addition, some media and securities bank bosses who have cooperated with the landlords' association in the financial war have also been invited to attend.

Of course, there is also the most special person who has also been invited, that is, the section chief "Yang Jianhua" who represents the motherland.

This is the afternoon of the same day, after Li Shaoze handed over the "97 bonds" to Yang Jianhua, he took the initiative to invite her. Yang Jianhua asked the superior leader slightly, and the leader agreed to let him attend.

At this time, Li Sir was chatting with Yang Jianhua, who was dressed in a Mao suit......

Suddenly, the music in the banquet hall was silent, and it turned out that it was time, and the banquet officially began. Everyone stopped talking and turned their eyes to the podium in front of them.

I saw Huang Shitong wearing a suit, pinning a red flower, stepping on the podium with a heroic face, and stepping in front of the microphone.

Looking at the crowd in the audience, he didn't plan to say too much, but leaned close to the microphone and said aloud: "Thank you, thank you for your support to Tianze Securities and Fenghua International." ”

"This time the financial turmoil dissipated in calm, which is actually the best outcome."

"Everyone present is a comrade-in-arms who has contributed money and strength...... I would say that this financial war is not a victory for one company, not a victory for one region, but a victory for the whole of Asia. ”

"Haha, of course, I also thank Wall Street for making us feel the real power of Asia!"

"This year is 95, and history will remember this day when we beat back Wall Street and prove to the world that the people of Asia are capable of keeping their money bags! Spend the money you earn yourself! ”

Li Shaoze was enthusiastic at first, but after hearing the last sentence "The money you earn, you spend it yourself", he burst out laughing.

The other guests in the audience waited until the words fell behind, and they all applauded with smiles, and there was a tidal wave of applause, followed by the shouts of those bosses: "Uncle Tong, that's a good point!" ”

"The money we earn, we spend ourselves!"

"Common development, common prosperity!"

The first two sentences were shouted by the bosses, and now the landlords are not only their life-saving benefactors of the 73 stock market disaster, but also the leading brother of the 95 storm, and they have completely achieved the original promise of "not letting a company delist", who do not support them?

As for the last sentence, it was shouted by Li Long from the four regions.

Huang Shitong smiled helplessly, and realized that his closing remarks were a bit funny, so he simply turned around and took the champagne handed by Luo Minsheng, and shook it vigorously: "Bang!" ”

A short, powerful voice sounded, the cork jumped into the crowd, and the atmosphere of the banquet was pushed to the top as the champagne foam splashed out.

Yang Jianhua retracted his gaze, gently clinked glasses with Li sir, and took the initiative to compliment.

"Officer Li, your landlords are really powerful, and they can actually build Hong Kong Island into a financial center in Asia."

Li Shaoze smiled, I don't know if the other party was intentional or unintentional, anyway, he deliberately corrected it: "Hong Kong Island is the center of Asia and the city of the motherland, and it has nothing to do with the landlords' association. ”

"I'm sorry, Officer Li, I lost my words." Yang Jianhua hurriedly drank the wine in the cup to apologize.

What Hong Kong Island lacks most now is a patriot named Li Sir, how could she deliberately squeeze Li Sir and Huang Shitong? You must know that the higher authorities have now said that they will build a "special zone," and that in the future, Hong Kong people will have to rely on these patriotic Chinese to govern Hong Kong.

Li sir specially invited her to participate in the banquet, just to let the representatives of the motherland and the current local gentry come into contact first, this is Li sir's kindness, Yang Jianhua did not dare to take the initiative to misunderstand......

After seeing Li Sir say no more, she revealed that she wanted to meet with others.

So Li Sir nodded, and took the initiative Yang Jianhua to walk to "Li Superman". Since you want to see it, it is the richest man in Hong Kong.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Li Chaoren saw Li Sir before and after, he laughed and patted him on the shoulder and said: "I promise that in less than six years, I, the richest man in Hong Kong, will give way to your little plum." ”

"This family, it's good that we are this family, haha."

"Mr. Li said with a smile, I'm still a junior."

"I'm serious, you said they call me Li Superman now, what will they call you in the future?" Li Chaoren held the wine glass, and his words immediately attracted the attention of everyone next to him.

After Li Shaoze pondered for a moment, he felt that "Peter Pan" was his image of the police force and was not suitable for representing commercial occasions, so he patted his head and said: "Call me Superman on the surface!" ”

The title of "Superman on the Surface" is simply atmospheric, modest, and very stylish.

When Li Superman heard this, he immediately touched a glass with Li Sir: "Okay, Superman on the surface." ”