Originally, today. Morgan may not have been able to meet Jesse Livermore.

Jesse Livermore is still shorting the market, but he is using his own money.

He has his own judgment and lets the stock price fall for a while, but he himself goes out to play with his mistress on the yacht.

But Zhao Chuanxin gave an order, and he had to come back to work.

When Morgan went upstairs, he was told by a swaying secretary who looked like a succulent secretary with a butt that looked like a butterfly jade, still wearing a long skirt this season, and said, "Sir, please wait a moment, I'll go and make an announcement." ”

Morgan asked, where does this look like a trust company?

There were no counters or anything, but offices were all around.

The bodyguard muttered, "What a big card." ”

Morgan usually doesn't talk about persuasion, he only says it once, he doesn't cross it, he doesn't persuade the damned, even if it's an ally.

He didn't react, and the bodyguard shut up.

The secretary swayed back, and Morgan felt that if there was a narrow alley, the woman might not be able to walk through.

Do you know that you hit a wall everywhere?

"Sir, please come with me."

Jesse Livermore's office is spacious, with a bathroom, bogu shelves, desks and chairs, coat hangers, and most outrageously, a cloakroom.

While. Morgan knocked on the door and entered, Jesse Livermore looked up, he was startled, got up a little stiffly, instantly put on a smiling face, rubbed his hand on his pants, and quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hand: "Mr. Morgan, I didn't expect you to come." ”

Morgan breathed a sigh of relief, a smile squeezed out of his serious face, very stiff, but those who knew him would understand that he was already very face-saving.

"Hello, Mr. Livermore."

The partners thought he had come to teach Jesse Livermore a lesson, but they never imagined that he would be so kind.

"Just call me Jesse, and take a seat, Mr. Morgan." Then he said to the secretary who had not yet left, "Go, make a cup of coffee." Oh no, Mr. Morgan, do you drink tea or coffee? We have top black tea and green tea here, and there is Colombian coffee. ”

Morgan could see Jesse Livermore's nervousness.

This is the normal reaction of many people when they see him.

Morgan's face returned to seriousness: "Coffee is fine, thank you." ”

Jesse Livermore sat down across from him, "Mr. Morgan, what are you here for?" ”

He had a vague guess in his heart.

Morgan was straightforward: "There are two things, first, I personally ask you not to continue to short the market, the situation is already bad, and your reputation as a 'Wall Street Bear' will lead more bears to participate." ”

Jesse Livermore wants to be proud of himself in finance, and it will definitely not be easy for anyone else to do it.

I can't say, he has to reply: How old are you?

But in the face of . Morgan, he didn't dare to be presumptuous, and he admired and respected this business tycoon in his heart.

He sighed, "Since Mr. Morgan speaks, I will do it." ”

He was able to agree so happily because Zhao Chuanxin had already stopped, and he was currently shorting the market completely with his personal assets.

Morgan continued, "Second, I want to meet Mr. Zhao. ”

Jesse Livermore's heart was shocked, and her hair almost stood on end.

Good guys, is this clear ready to ride face output?

He was speechless for a moment.

Morgan wasn't in a hurry, just watched him quietly.

In the face of this old man, Jesse Livermore is still quite stressed.

After a full half a minute, Jesse Livermore spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "I...... I can tell him, I can't guarantee whether I will see you. ”

The bodyguard looked indignant.

This Rausch son "Mr. Zhao", do you dare not to give face to old Morgan?

Jesse Livermore got up and walked outside.

Morgan was stunned: It seems that Zhao Chuanxin is here.

After a moment, Jesse Livermore returned: "The boss promised to see you, please come with me." ”

The bodyguard finally couldn't help it: "He's such a big shelf." ”

Morgan glanced at him, "You pretend not to know me later, I don't want to be implicated." ”

Bodyguard: "......"

Morgan pushed the door in.

The moment he saw Zhao Chuanxin, he almost couldn't believe his eyes.

Is the "Butcher of the Far East" so young?

I saw that this person was wearing a medium luster black wool suit, and inside was a silk matte black shirt, although it was all black, but it had a different luster layer.

Italian-style waterfall sleeves, cufflinks are gold and silver mistakes, intertwined with a Chinese character "deer".

At this time, he was holding his chin in his right hand and was reading the information at the desk. The long hair hangs haphazardly from the side, apparently unkempt.

It doesn't look like a butcher, it looks like a mourner......

Morgan came in, Zhao Chuanxin didn't raise his head, and said lightly: "Here, sit down." ”

Don't give this bad old man any face.

Morgan unbuttoned his shirt and sat down, but his butt only touched the side of the chair, and he leaned forward slightly: "Mr. Zhao, I didn't expect you to be so young." ”

Zhao Chuanxin made a stroke on the information, pushed it aside by the way, looked up and smiled: "You are also very tough, you can't tell that you are a ninety-year-old person at all." ”

Morgan: "I'm 70 years old. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, what are you looking for me?"

Zhao Chuanxin was not polite at all.

Is that what he Zhao Chuanxin is qualified to have?

The bodyguard was talkative: "You should be respectful when you talk to Mr. Morgan......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Chuanxin asked. Morgan: "Your people? ”

"I don't know."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand, had an extra axe in his hand, and threw it out casually.

Poof......

The bodyguard fell straight down.

The axe was embedded in the door of his brain.

Morgan's heart trembled, but his face was so unwavering that he didn't even blink his eyes.

Jesse Livermore, who was standing next to him, jumped up in fright, and just wanted to scream, but covered his mouth in time.

Zhao Chuanxin shrugged: "What a presumptuous, I hope he will pay attention in the next life." ”

Morgan said in his heart that it was indeed a butcher, and it was not bad to call the mourner.

And his bodyguard did find his own death.

Crimson blood flowed down the ground.

Morgan moved his chair uncomfortably, his nose was full of blood, and he wanted to vomit.

Jesse Livermore even hid in a corner.

Holding back, Morgan stubbornly said, "Mr. Zhao should have made a lot of money this time." ”

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigar, and the smoke was misty.

"The essence of making money is not to fill up, but to light up."

Morgan frowned, which sounded interesting.

Zhao Chuanxin plunged himself deeply into a high-end and soft chair, and there was a cold corpse lying in the room, but he was unaffected, and said lightly: "There will be a king in five hundred years, could it be that you only want to see two rich people in New York, you and Rockefeller?" ”

Rockefeller's assets are probably between 700 million and 1 billion, and . Morgan's personal assets should have exceeded $1 billion by this time.

Morgan shook his head: "Not really. I only hope that Mr. Zhao will stop and even start going long. ”

"Why? You brought down Charles Barney, caused the collapse of Wall Street, and even small local banks were at risk of failing, and now you rushed back and told me to stop, you are so good to pick peaches, right? Take the bamboo shoots. ”

......Morgan asked, "What do you want?" ”

"What can you give?"

"I can promise that I will not be an enemy of Mr. Zhao in the future, including my partner."

Zhao Chuanxin is actually quite excited.

It is definitely not possible to move all the money back to the country.

If you invest in your own business, it's okay to make a small fuss, but if you grow bigger, you will face the risk of being suppressed by this group of dogs.

So now he can only cast a wide net and invest all his money in other companies.

But he must have been unconvinced: "Heh, the question is, what if you are my enemy? I do business honestly, send a word to you, people are in the tower, you move my industry to try. ”

Morgan shook his head: "Business and finance are not about fighting and killing, you don't need to touch your industry, you can make it impossible for you to continue, and you can't catch any of my handles." Before, you hid in the shadows. But now you've surfaced. ”

What he said was true.

Unless Zhao Chuanxin can destroy the entire beautiful country, there is really nothing to do with them.

Capitalists are all virtuous, and sometimes they don't even want their lives for the sake of money.

Once this group of people is together, Zhao Chuanxin really can't play with them when he does business.

He just wants money now.

"Yes." Zhao Chuanxin is not so mysterious.

Morgan said, "But I can only represent me, and my nearest partner, not Rockefeller, and not Roosevelt." All their actions have nothing to do with me. ”

The main one is rigorous.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up suddenly, and his face was expressionless. Morgan walked in.

Morgan was startled, he looked at Zhao Chuanxin tightly, and at any time he used the second option - to escape.

Although it may not be useful.

Clinker, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly stretched out his hand to him, and a smile on his face was warmer than the autumn afternoon sun: "Harm, since we are friends, we don't have to be so polite." I wish you old happiness such as the East China Sea, longevity than Nanshan. Jesse and Thomas, my two unsuccessful brothers, still need your support from the elderly, after all, they are the last to learn. ”

Morgan swears he'd never seen someone change face so quickly, never.

Poor old Morgan, he stood up in confusion and shook hands with Zhao Chuanxin: "It's easy to say......

Zhao Chuanxin smiled again: "Don't worry, we will prepare in the next few days, and then start to go long, which is what every financial person on Wall Street should do." This kind of trivial matter, just make a phone call, or send someone to inform you, why bother you to come in person, it's really a crime to die. ”

Always serious. Morgan's eyes were a little straight at this point.

How does this sound ill-intentioned?

He nodded tremblingly: "That's nothing, I'll go first." ”

"Quick, Jesse, send Mr. Morgan. Please forgive me, Mr. Morgan, that I am not going to send anyone on my way. ”

There's no turning back on the road.

Morgan hurriedly said, "No, no. ”

Wait. Morgan went downstairs, and the security guards outside wondered, "Sir, this gun and knife should be returned to your bodyguard, what about others?" ”

Morgan waved his hand: "No, you can keep it." ”

As he spoke, he lowered his voice to the coachman and said, "Hurry up, I've met a madman, hurry up." ”

Then he threw up in the carriage......

Wait. Morgan leaves, and Jesse Livermore goes upstairs.

A reporter from the Wall Street Journal excitedly looked at the camera from the corner across the street: "It's a big profit, it's a big profit, even the old Morgan has taken a ......"

(End of chapter)