The next day, the weather in Paris was a little overcast, with a steady stream of drizzle.

The water vapor and dust in the air are mixed together, and the people are all sticky and sticky, which is really unpleasant.

And for the financiers and investors who are active in the exchange square, their day has become even more depressing since the morning newspaper is read.

In a bar around the square.

Due to the bad weather, there weren't many customers in the bar.

The bartender was whistling in boredom as he wiped his glass.

At this moment, the welcome bell at the door rang crisply, and a man in a woolen coat and gold-rimmed glasses stepped into the store and hung his umbrella impatiently aside.

He also had a wet financial newspaper under his arm, which was the standard Parisian investor attire.

"Hey, you're here old man."

The bartender glanced at the visitor, recognized it as an old customer, and greeted him as usual:

"Still the same? A small glass of white wine with chocolate?"

"No"

The investor shook his rain-stained coat, sighed and sat down at the bar and said:

"I want three distilled whiskey."

Tri-distilled whisky is a whisky that has been purified by three distillations, and it is also considered to have a higher alcohol content among spirits.

"Oh my God, you're going to drink spirits in the morning? Going on vacation in the afternoon?"

The bartender glanced at the investor with some surprise and said.

Normally, these savvy investors would only get drunk in this bar for a short time in order to keep their heads above water.

It's very rare to get drunk like today.

The investor grabbed a handful of damp hair, waved his hand very depressedly and said:

"No, it's the market, it's so bad, it's better to go home and sleep drunk."

"What's wrong? I don't think there's been any big news lately."

The bartender asked puzzled as he poured half a glass of whiskey for the investor.

The investor reluctantly slapped today's financial news on the bar counter, pushed it to the bartender, and explained:

"There is great news from the financial world, our Royal Highness the Crown Prince is in Paris, and yesterday we received two financiers at the Douilleur Palace, namely Montmartre, President of Commerzle de France, and Lord Mely, President of the Stock Exchange."

"yes, I think I've heard people say, does that have any effect?" The bartender glanced at the newspaper and continued to ask, after all, he didn't know much about politics and economics.

"Oh... Dude."

The investor let out a long sigh, a little unsure of where to start.

After pouring a spicy whiskey into his mouth, he shook his head and said:

"You probably didn't read the newspapers the other day before Justice Mopp said he wanted to tighten control over the financial industry."

The bartender was faintly aware of some connections, and said as if he didn't understand:

"In other words, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is also coming to Paris this time for the financial industry?"

"That's right, although there is no evidence, it is basically impossible to run."

The investor swears:

"And the first thing His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did when he came to Paris was to summon those two financiers, this political signal has been released, His Royal Highness is here for the financial industry."

After that, the investor held the glass in his hand tightly, gritted his teeth and said:

"And you may not know that Justice Mopu has a very close relationship with the royal family, and it is very likely that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here to echo Justice Mop."

"I see, that is, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has personally come to rectify the financial world on behalf of the royal family, which is really a heavy blow."

The bartender suddenly realized, and patted the investor on the shoulder to show relief.

"Alas"

The investor's face was already a little red, as if he was drinking, and he covered his forehead and complained:

"The latest news now is that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will summon newspaper reporters at noon tomorrow, just inside the stock exchange, it seems that the news of the control is going to be officially announced. This news has caused a lot of deflection in the stock and bond markets today, and I can't wait to turn all the securities into cash, damn it."

The bartender also nodded to himself, and muttered softly:

"Looks like I'm going to have to get some more tri-distilled whiskey these days."

...

Conversations such as these are common throughout Parisian financial circles.

The financiers even reached a consensus last night that His Royal Highness the Dauphin's meeting with the two financiers when he first arrived in Paris was a clear indication that he wanted to target the financial community.

There are already rumours that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince discussed with Lord Melly specific measures to control the financial markets at a dinner last night.

It is even more exaggerated that His Royal Highness the Dauphin will order the arrest of the financiers and the confiscation of all their assets to supplement France's current fiscal deficit.

While all of these rumours are unfounded, their widespread spread has further eroded market confidence.

If a few days ago, when the Daily Observation revealed that Justice Mopp was preparing to control the financial world, everyone was still a little lucky, thinking that such unreasonable measures by Justice Mope would be stopped.

Now, the presence of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has made many investors suspect that the royal family and the government are going to be ruthless in the financial markets.

Under this consensus, pessimism in the market has spread, and the prices of bonds and equities have plummeted.

Investors began to sell securities in large quantities in exchange for cash, and even small runs were formed.

Lord Melly also rushed forward this morning, uttering a set of clichés and using the power of the stock exchange to suspend trading in certain stocks that had fallen badly, which barely restrained the continued spread of panic.

Even so, the average price of shares on the Paris Stock Exchange today is almost 80% of what it was normal in previous weeks.

With the exception of a handful of gamblers and those like Monsieur de Montmartre, who knew the inside story, I am afraid that no one would want to invest real money in the ethereal financial markets during this time.

If you walk around Exchange Square at this time, you can definitely hear endless complaints and wails.

However, it is not to blame those financiers and analysts for coming to such a wrong conclusion.

After all, the logical chain of this conclusion is quite clear:

As soon as Justice Mopp said that he wanted to control the financial world and halted the listing of the National Silver Company, Crown Prince Louis came to Paris on the back foot, and the first thing he did after arriving in Paris was to summon two financiers, and after summoning the financiers, he had to hold a press conference.

These four phases are interlinked and linked, and they cannot but believe that the financial markets are about to change.

It's just that no one can find out.

Behind these four things, there is the shadow of the same person.

...

At the same time, inside the palace of Du Yin Lery.

"Good, everything was expected."

Lawrence carefully read the financial news in his hand, and the reports and professional analysis on it were exactly the same as he expected.

In the eyes of the public, Justice Mope is a loyal servant of the royal family, and in fact he is indeed close to the royal family, so everyone believes that Crown Prince Louis is here to echo Justice Mopp.

Since everyone is pessimistic, it is natural for the market to fall and the stock market to fall.

Lawrence also had a thick stack of newspapers on his desk, all of which devoted considerable pages to reporting and analyzing the event, even for non-financial newspapers.

At this time, Crown Prince Louis walked into Lawrence's room with a tired face, still complaining about something.

"Good work, Your Highness." Lawrence stood up and saluted, smiling.

Early this morning, those who live in Ba

The nobles of Li rushed to the palace to meet the crown prince, which was also a ritual custom.

But the crown prince Louis seemed to be a little overwhelmed, and he had to keep a stiff smile all morning, chatting with the constant stream of visitors, while also paying attention to the most trivial red tape and royal etiquette.

This made Crown Prince Louis, who locked himself in the lock-making workshop every day, really uncomfortable.

Crown Prince Louis fell directly on the sofa, sighed and said:

"The morning visitor is done. I don't know what these people are doing, I can't even remember their names. And the Marquis just now, his French has a strange Austrian accent, and I don't understand half of what he says, which is really annoying."

"You'll get used to that, Your Highness." Lawrence shrugged and said:

"After you become a king, this kind of PR activity will fill your schedule, if you want to be a king who works hard."

While Lawrence also takes a lot of time away from those PR receptions, he doesn't deny their significance.

Long before Lawrence became Governor of Corsica, he often, even deliberately, created opportunities to make public appearances and contacts with people from all walks of life.

For politicians, visibility is never too high.

"Okay, I think I can get used to it."

Crown Prince Louis pursed his lips, got up and glanced at the newspaper on Lawrence's desk, and said curiously:

"This is the newspaper of Paris? Can I take a look?"

"Of course." Lawrence nodded.

Crown Prince Louis picked up the top financial news newspaper with great interest, but after only a moment, he couldn't help frowning.

"This... I don't have much idea about the financial markets."

Crown Prince Louis frowned, and said very dissatisfied:

"And I don't like the Marquis of Mopu either, no matter how the people above talk nonsense, I want to cure their sins."

"Oh, don't worry, Your Highness, these are just newspaper speculations."

Lawrence hurriedly explained with a smile:

"And we had better not convict the newspaper people casually, those bourgeoisie value freedom of speech more than anything else, and there is no need to anger them over such a trivial matter."

"Really?" Crown Prince Louis scratched his head, blinked and asked:

"My grandfather said that the bourgeoisie were cowards and soft-ass, and they couldn't do anything if they were provoked, right?"

"Well, most of the time yes, but it's best not to push them."

Lawrence said with a strange face:

"There was a king of England who did that, you know, Charles I, and he became the first king to be guillotined."

As for who the second person was, Lawrence felt that there was no need to show this knowledge in front of Crown Prince Louis.

Hearing the story of a king being guillotined, Crown Prince Louis also felt a chill in his neck, shook his head and said repeatedly:

"Oh Lawrence, you're so sharp."

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, but in our place, there is a saying called good medicine and bitter mouth, and loyalty is contrary to ear." Lawrence also smiled and bowed his head.

"Okay, okay, I remember that, it makes sense. Thank you, Lawrence."

Crown Prince Louis nodded with a wry smile and said.

Then he picked up a few other newspapers and read them, but the reports on himself were the same.

"It's so unfair, I didn't want to do those stupid things, but these guys insist on pushing me."

Crown Prince Louis was clearly unhappy with the reports and complained.

"Don't worry, Your Highness." Lawrence also quickly explained:

"Don't forget that we're going to have a press conference tomorrow, and that's when the rumors will be dispelled. Moreover, these rumors are actually good for our company as well."

Lawrence meant "we

The word is accented to indicate that Crown Prince Louis is also part of the running company.

This also made Crown Prince Louis temporarily put aside these unpleasantness, and asked puzzledly:

"Huh? Why? I read in the newspapers that the market is terrible right now, how can this be good for us? I've heard that going public is about selling shares, but now no one wants to buy shares."

"You're making so fast, Your Highness. For ordinary companies, this is true, they need to look at the face of the market, but we are not. In the dance with the market, we are the lead dancers."

Lawrence nodded approvingly.

"We're the lead dancers? What do you mean?" Crown Prince Louis swallowed and asked excitedly.

"If you think about it another way, the whole financial market is in a downturn, so investors will only choose the most conservative investments, and they will even hold a lot of cash."

Lawrence explained slowly.

Naturally, Crown Prince Louis did not know much about these deeper market operating mechanisms, so he asked ignorantly:

"Lots of cash? Does this have anything to do with our company?"

"Your Highness, money can only be called capital if it is flowing, and the nature of capital is to desire to flow. No investor wants to lock their money in a safe and watch it depreciate."

Lawrence chuckled and said:

"Now, there is a large amount of money in Paris that is waiting to be fed, and the National Silver Company of Corsica will be the only light to pierce this gloom."

"Lawrence, you mean... Tomorrow's press conference...?!"

Crown Prince Louis said excitedly, and couldn't help licking his lips, feeling a burst of heat all over his body.

Lawrence nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"On the sea of the market, those investors are just sailors who desperately fight against the wind and waves, and we are the ones who call for wind and rain and make waves."