New York, USA. (Full text reading, all in. (.i. Want. Wen. Learning Network)

Winters stretched, grabbed the sandwich on the table, took two bites, kissed his wife on the face with a mouth full of bread crumbs, said goodbye to the two children, and walked to the door.

But as soon as he walked to the door, he found that the light rain that began last night had not stopped, and the hazy clouds in the sky seemed to let him see the bleak situation of the stock market in the past few days, and he couldn't help but secretly curse his mother in his heart.

The rain in October, with the cold snap from Quebec, got into the neck and made people shiver, but fortunately the car he just bought was parked not far away, and he rushed into the car with a big sigh of relief.

This is a full four-seater leather roof car, it comes from the ancient country in the East, but there is a very nice name called "Martha" I heard that this name originated from the name of a Hispanic-American girl who had rescued her when the owner of the Chinese automobile factory who had studied in the United States met in difficulty, and took this name in honor of her.

Whether this is really no one knows, but this car is really great, compared to similar American cars, not only speed, but also the use of wide tires design, making the driving very comfortable, the strange thing is that the roof is made of a few steel brackets and cowhide, if the weather is good, it can be folded back to drive under the canopy.

Of course, its price is not cheap, a full 150 dollars, three times that of a self-produced car in the United States, but as a white-collar worker working in a bank clearing center, thanks to the continuous development of the American financial industry in recent years, Winster is not short of money, so he needs to use this top-of-the-line car to reflect his identity.

Winters started the car, and after a few turns in a row, it suddenly became very busy in front of him, and this scene made him take a deep breath, maybe this is the charm of New York, no matter when and where, it is so busy and lively.

He lightly increased the throttle a little, and when he was about to overtake the car in front of him, a strange scene on the side of the street caught his attention, only to see a long stream of people scattered along the street, a full number of meters long.

When he drove closer to "Martha", he found that these people in line had actually lined up all the way to the door of the city bank, which made him very strange, how could there be so many people in line when the City Bank of New York walked a very reputable bank, and his major shareholder was Mr. Morgan, who was known as one of the financial gods? Could it be that Mr. Morgan is doing something special?

Although he had the heart to come down and ask, the horn behind him stopped him, and looking at the long dragon who was still coming from all over the world to join, a not very good feeling gradually rose from the bottom of his heart.

However, he resisted his curiosity, flew three blocks to a five-story building, parked the car under the envious gaze of the waiter at the door, rushed to the newsstand on the corner as usual, bought a newspaper, and walked towards the turnstiles.

"Mr. Winster, be careful."

As soon as Winster was about to enter, he felt that someone was pulling him violently, and found that more than a dozen big men with scumbags on their faces walked out of it carrying ladders and various cleaning tools, especially the corner of the long ladder was right in front of his face, so frightened that he hurriedly avoided it, turned his head and found that it was the waiter who pulled him, and hurriedly pointed to those big men in surprise and asked, "Pete, who are they?" How did you come here? God, am I in the wrong place? ”

It is no wonder that Winster was surprised to learn that this building is the settlement center of the Bank of New York, and the vaults on the ground floor and the top floor contain hundreds of millions of dollars worth of cash, and the reason why so much cash is stored is because New York and the whole of the United States often need huge amounts of money to settle between large and small banks.

But what did he see now? More than a dozen unfamiliar faces come in and out!

"Hehe, Mr. Winster, don't worry, they are the cleaning and maintenance workers hired by Mr. Karl, because the water pipe on the fourth floor burst, so they were asked to repair it. ※※※※※I'm going to have a net of *5) (1) *Ο※ΝΕΤ※※" Pete, a waiter who likes to talk a lot and talk a lot, didn't forget to get closer after speaking, bit his ear and said, "I hate guys from Mexico." ”

"Me too!" Winster looked at the Mexican-American man with the tattoo on his cheek and walked down the stairs in a low voice.

"Winster!"

Walking up the wooden spiral staircase, Winster just unfolded the newspaper, wanted to see what was heard today, and also wanted to know what was going on with the crowd of people in the bank just seen Behind him, there was a call again, he had to cry and laugh again to close the newspaper, turned his head and saw his good partner Alex snatching the documents from the security guard and then rushed after him, and immediately shouted after seeing him: "Hi Winster, I saw your car, awesome!" ”

"Really?!" Winster couldn't help but feel a little proud, but turned his face and said, "But they said that it was from the [Chinese] people, and I would fund the mad emperor and at least let him produce one more rifle." ”

"Shit!"

Alex scolded and rebuked: "Those damned politicians, they don't understand anything, and if they are really worried, they should take care of the run, not worry about the Far East, or why the White Fleet is sending them off." ”

"Run?"

"God, Winster, didn't you read the newspaper? So do you buy it abundantly? ”

"I was disturbed by you, and I haven't had time to see it." Winster slandered in his heart and asked, "What's wrong?" I also saw a crowd at the door of the city bank before, could it be that they are all running? ”

"Yes." Alex spread his hands and walked away, saying, "It's not just city banks, there's a run on every bank's door, God, it's too bad, it's too bad!" ”

"What's going on? Alex, you make it clear. The sudden news brought by Alex made Winster nervous, a run is not a trivial matter, if it lasts too long, then the entire banking industry will be paralyzed.

"That's right." Alex gathered his thoughts and recounted the whole incident.

It turned out that a few days ago, I didn't know where the news came that Nick Burke, the third largest trust company in the United States, was about to go bankrupt because of improper operation, which led to huge losses in the stock market!

And this news was only circulated in a small circle at first, although it caused the stock market to fall sharply in the past few days, but it did not cause much external impact, and the president of Nick Burke heard that he was also raising funds to solve the trouble.

I don't know who stabbed the news in the newspapers yesterday morning, and as a result, the whole of New York was in chaos, because Nick Burke had absorbed a huge amount of deposits from depositors at a large scale higher than bank interest rates before, and also borrowed nearly 100 million dollars from many banks, so if it collapses, it will be a catastrophe for the American financial community!

When the news spread yesterday, it began to spread like a flu, and in less than half a day, there were a large number of withdrawals in all banks, because everyone was not prepared, so the cash began to run out early, and it is said that some small banks were even emptied of their vaults and had to close their doors early.

It is said that many banks have now begun to demand that the major trust companies immediately repay their loans, and the trust companies that have been urged on both sides have no choice but to borrow money from the stock market, and the interest on the loans has rushed to the sky-high price, causing the stock market to plummet.

But the more this is the case, the more panicked those depositors become, and many people begin to worry about whether the deposits deposited in the bank will be lost, so some people began to queue up at the bank door in the middle of the night last night, waiting for the bank to open early in the morning to withdraw cash.

Winster gradually understood that it was no wonder that he had just met so many people, but he was not too worried, because the banks had hundreds of millions of dollars in cash in this building, so as long as the banking industry reached an agreement, even only a small half of it was needed to withdraw cash, it would be enough to meet the market supply, and the turmoil would be very over.

The constant ringing of the phone made Winster and Alex, who had just walked into the office, forget to continue talking and start to get busy, they knew that these days would definitely be a busy time, so all the staff, including them, cheered up.

Alex, who had a phone in one ear, recorded, but it seemed to be a mistake, so he threw the miswritten waste paper to the trash bin in the corner, but a startling scene happened, when the paper ball flew into the trash can accurately, only a slight thud was heard, and a cloud of white powder suddenly sprayed out of the trash can, and before Alex could open his mouth, he saw countless sparks splash suddenly, and a fire suddenly ignited in the office!

Oh, God!

Alex, what did you do!

Winster had just finished answering a phone call when he happened to see Alex aiming at a ball of paper, but he was used to the strange habit of his friend, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

But he didn't expect that "when he raised his head again, a raging fire had already ignited on the side of the garbage can, and the fierce flames were even faster than gas burning, so frightened that he hurriedly threw the tea rotten on the table, and then took off his clothes to put out the fire."

"No" I didn't do it! I don't know how! Alex shouted for help as he learned from Winster to put out the fire, but no matter how hard he tried, the flames rose higher and higher, and within a moment the entire office was in flames.

"Let's go!" Winster threw down his clothes that had been burned to the point of being half burned, grabbed Alex and ran out, but when he rushed to the corridor with everyone and found that there were flames upstairs and downstairs, he immediately didn't bother to ask what was going on, and rushed out of the building with the screaming and running crowd.

The wooden revolving building was full of fleeing staff, some trying to rush up to put out the fire, while others were holding their heads and trying to get out of the place, when shouts, footsteps and flames converged in the settlement center.

When the latter employee rushed out of the fourth-floor corridor and was about to run down, he heard a loud explosion behind him, and a huge crack burst open in the database and the second vault next to the fifth floor, and the flames suddenly rushed through the crack into the important fifth floor.

Oh, God!

The staff member watched the sky collapse rapidly, but he didn't notice that a wisp of fire had burned under his feet, and by the time he felt the pain, it was too late, and the raging flames crawled all over his body in an instant, and within a moment of wailing turned into a shrinking charred black.

In the spacious office, the curtains near the street side have been fully drawn, and JP Morgan can imagine how bad it has been with his coffee and looking across the street at the New York Stock Exchange.

Countless stocks would fall like a waterfall, and traders who fell on the ground would use more pieces of paper than snow, but that's exactly what he and Paul were standing next to him wanted to see!

The third largest trust company in the United States, involving a total of 230 million funds, if this bombshell does not turn the stock market upside down, I am afraid that there will be no crisis in the world that will not be difficult to shake the United States.

As long as this iron shell is pried open, then the financial markets will fall into a frenzy, and the run crisis will make all the banks despair, and all you need to do at that time is to put forward a point and a proposal, and the entire US economy will be put into the orbit of your dreams.

"Mr. Morgan, Mr. Rockefeller has called and wants to discuss with you how to deal with the current crisis."

"Also, Mr. James Stillman, President of City Bank, would like to see you."

Mars pushed open the door and looked at the two figures standing in front of the window, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, as Morgan's assistant, he knew very well that the more calls he received at the moment, the more it showed how influential Morgan was in the American financial community.

Morgan didn't turn around, just sipped it gently. Fragrant coffee, faintly agreed: "How is the stock market?" ”

"Very bad." "The market opened for an hour and a half, but almost all the stocks fell by more than half, and I think if it continues like this, maybe the exchange will have to announce a market closure," Mars said. ”

"Really? That's great! Paul clapped his palms excitedly, and the smugness and excitement on his face were self-evident, as the spokesman of the Sixth Reich in the United States, one of the masterminds of this trend, he had already seen hope of success.

"Mr. Morgan, there's news I think I should tell you." At this time, another assistant walked in and said, "Our trader said that there seems to be a lot of money coming in the market and is frantically buying any stocks that are falling. ”

"Oh?" Paul, who was still excited just now, suddenly stopped and looked at Morgan just about to speak, but the latter hurriedly stopped him and said with a smile: "Mr. Paul, there are always some people who think they are heaven, but they forget that some things are unstoppable!" ”

After speaking, he immediately turned his head and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Mars, go tell our traders to sell all the stocks in your hand!" ”

"Yes, Mr. Morgan." Mars nodded, and slammed the door shut.

Morgan's words, Paul's only concern was completely dissipated, he is one of the few people who knows how many stocks Morgan controls, as long as he is determined to sell, then it will crush the entire market, as long as a surge is formed, then no matter how big the capital is involved, it is impossible to turn around!

The initiative is still on your side!

It's just that the only thing he can't figure out is who will be involved in such a large amount of money at this moment? Being mentioned by Morgan's aides is certainly not a small amount, is it a bailout by the U.S. government?

"No, it won't." Morgan seemed to see through Paul's concerns, smiled and picked up today's newspaper and flipped to the first page: "President Fairbanks has led all the government officials to the Hampton Naval Station in Virginia, and today is the day of the departure of the Globe Fleet, and he can't ,、。 ”

"Impossible!"

Before Morgan's confident words could be finished, the office door was suddenly slammed open, and his assistant Mars, who used to never panic in the face of strong storms and waves, rushed in, holding a small note with a pale face.

"Mr. Morgan, there's a fire in the clearing center, and the whole mezzanine is burning again!"

With a bang, the coffee cup Paul had just picked up fell to the ground, and the black coffee completely stained the beautiful stall from Persia.

"It's a disaster!"

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