At the same time, the New York Stock Exchange.

Whether it's the special VIP room or the lobby below, the well-known bankers, the personable managers, and the VIP customers who come to do business are all crazy in an instant.

Five minutes ago, the Warren index began to fall sharply, and the index that had been steadily rising was the best news of the day, and everyone held wine glasses and laughed about a better tomorrow.

But tomorrow did not come, and the hellish night came.

Looking at this trend, the index will have to fall below one percentage point in a few minutes!

The manager went crazy and mobilized his authority, and directly saw the news that would be released in the whole universe in a minute...... Precious metals and futures energies plummeted at the same time!

The manager was stunned to see that the precious metals that were originally tens of thousands of yuan a gram depreciated into hundreds of dollars a kilogram of scrap iron here, and the futures energy was even more depreciated, even worse than the residents' drinking water fees!

"Manager!" The financial adviser stumbled up, his expression frightened as if the end of the world had come, "Clinton announced ten seconds ago that his energy sales industry would be restricted!" ”

"What!" The manager's eyes widened, Clinton is the largest energy producer and seller, and it can be said that the whole universe can be called the only person who monopolizes this industry, "How much!" ”

“60%。” The financial adviser wiped his sweat, "And at the same time adjusting energy prices, it is expected that the stock market will plummet, and we may lose 40 billion." ”

"Sell! Throw out everything under the exchange! "The manager was on the verge of spurting a mouthful of blood.

The manager looked at the large screen in the hall, where the index fell to five decimal places, and the speed was terrifying.

"What the hell is going on!" CEO Anthony Cunningham kicked open the door to the exchange, and the black-clad bodyguard quickly lined up, his eyes red and bloodshot, and he looked like a wounded tiger.

"President, the Warren index is plummeting!"

Needless to say, the manager and the traders said that Cunningham knew it long before he came, but he didn't understand what was going on, why did the Warren index, which had always been stable, suddenly fall, fall below one percentage point with this trend is certain, but how many billions will evaporate? Cunningham shuddered at the thought of it.

"Someone is storming the financial markets," Cunningham said as he entered his office at the exchange with the support of his bodyguards, quickly mobilized his authority to access all the information he could see, and quickly saw from his decades of experience that someone was storming the market with hundreds of billions of dollars.

But this makes Cunningham feel very strange, how can the stability of the Warren index be shaken by just a few hundred billion?

Soon Cunningham's cold sweat came down, and he said, "All out." ”

The bodyguards looked at each other, then quickly left the room and closed the door.

"Hey...... It's you, I'm Anthony Cunningham, I need your help, you know, if the Warren index falls below ten percent, the Holy See will explode. Yes, yes, I understand. Cunningham was on a secret call, and he clearly didn't want anyone to know that it had existed.

"I understand Mr. Cunningham's request, Lord Duke is dealing with this matter now, please pay attention to the stock market and the Warren index for the next period of time, a sharp rise or a fall can happen at the same time."

"I see, thank you, sir." Cunningham thanked him.

……

At the same time, the Canglan Star Stock Exchange.

In the CEO's office, Juan Livelet, who was nominally CEO, was now standing respectfully at his desk, waiting for orders from the man who sat in the chair that belonged to him.

The man was dressed in a strange general's uniform, with a thick cigar in his mouth, smashing his mouth and spewing white smoke, as the boss behind the exchange, he was indifferent to what was happening at the moment, and even more gloating.

"The dragon sparrow deserves to be the dragon sparrow, I'm afraid that the black color has been dyed into her heart." The general praised, "You can get out, it's just a war, and everything will be back to normal when it's over." ”

Livlett bowed respectfully, since the big incident a few months ago, the Canglan Star was almost destroyed, although it was later resolved, but the impact it suffered was indelible for a while.

For example, the Canglan Stock Exchange, at its peak, had a total value of more than 1.2 trillion yuan, and although the current exchange does not have to be in the past, it was also a planetary exchange worth 700 billion yuan before the war.

But after the war, everything did not exist, the exchange was saddled with a large amount of debt, and even a part of the war reparations fell on the head inexplicably.

The exchange was saddled with a debt that they could not afford to pay, and just as Livlett was standing on the roof of the exchange, looking at the world below and wondering whether to jump off there, a man who called himself a general called him.

The general also knows that the lord of the black market is in charge of the dark side of all the import and export trade of Canglan Star, collecting contraband while restricting the entry and exit of contraband, the practice is contradictory and strange.

The general proposed the acquisition, and it is not surprising that this Livlitt is in this situation, and if there is no foreign capital to fill it, it will inevitably go bankrupt and collapse.

Livelet didn't refuse, and after deciding to give the exchange to the bastard at that point, he went back here and jumped. He was an extremely proud man, he had never looked at the general before, and now he was going to work under the general...... How could he possibly do it? Then it's better to just let him jump here!

But Livelet still compromised, the general was still essentially a hands-off shopkeeper, and he couldn't let Livelet die, because he needed this man to manage the exchange. As for letting him take care of it himself...... There's that world, and he'd rather spend it in a warm bed.

The general's methods of threats are not very sophisticated, but they are extremely effective.

The Canglan Stock Exchange was originally founded by four bankers, six lawyers, and twelve economists, and the most influential of them at that time was Moore Livelet, the first CEO of the exchange, because eight of them had the surname Liverlet, and even if they voted, it was a victory for the Liverlet family.

It can be said that the exchange is almost the property of the Livlett family, but the general threatens him to move the acquired exchange to the black market if he dares to die, convert the original site of the exchange into a bathing center, and transform the marble statue of Moore Livlett into an ambassador of the bathing center in the square in front of the exchange.

At that time, Juan couldn't wait to jump like this, but when he thought of the hard work of generations of his family and the statue of his ancestor, he would fall into the hands of that Hun and suffer such a transformation...... He had to give in.