I, Zhu Houzhao, join the US imperialist chat group

Chapter 293 Zhu Houzhao sets a trap! Davis's wishful thinking! Davis's vote for the federal government is exposed!

"Connie, do you believe that this king is the prince from the East?"

The bank looked magnificent under the night sky, with the light reflected by the gold in the room under the lights. This made Sifu, who watched Zhu Houzhao and his group leave, feel that this business was too unreal.

Everything went so smoothly that it was unbelievable.

The young prince trusted them too much and gave them more than 100 kilograms of gold without hesitation.

The golden luster blinded Roosevelt's eyes and his mind.

"The East is indeed very mysterious, but the royal family of the East is said to be richer than ever before. Only the royal family of the East can afford so much gold. I believe he is the prince of the East, or even the emperor of the East."

The bank executive was blunt: he believed in gold and gold proved everything.

With such a big business, they naturally wanted to find out as much as possible about Zhu Houzhao's identity.

Zhu Houzhao naturally told him generously that he was a prince from the East.

His identity was questionable, but the gold was real. Even if he was not a prince, they would still treat Zhu Houzhao as a prince.

"I remember... four years ago, Britain once again won the war in the East. And this time... their prince from the East appeared in America. America is still in the state of civil war. His arrival... will... "

Roosevelt had to think more, guessing Zhu Houzhao's purpose, guessing Zhu Houzhao's behavior of spending a lot of money as an Eastern prince, and guessing whether the big country in the East wanted to get something from it.

Especially considering the current chaos in America...

In Roosevelt's position, the more information he got, the more he would use the information he knew to figure out everything in his mind.

"Boss, let's not think about politics. The gold is real. As long as we take this gold and the 3,000 pounds of gold the prince said, this is an unimaginable deal. Perhaps, we should take it first. The prince will come to see our strength tomorrow. If we can't give out so much gold as a reserve."

"I'm afraid this business..."

The bank manager didn't want to get involved in politics, he was just doing his duty to give a reminder.

"You're right, Connie! Never mind politics... It's most important that we get this deal. Our current gold reserves are..."

Roosevelt also put aside the worries in his mind and returned to the present.

"About a hundred pounds of gold..."

"One hundred pounds. If we want to take this gold, do we need to urgently dispatch at least one thousand pounds of gold?"

Roosevelt did the math and thought, if it was gold for gold, the big customers would also have to look at their strength. Otherwise, what if they put 3,000 pounds of gold in their bank and wanted to withdraw it, but found that it had been embezzled?
They also have to flex their muscles accordingly.

"Did we mobilize so many in one night?"

Roosevelt was worried again. Although the business was big, the Roosevelt family really couldn't handle it.

"Boss, we can't find it. But... maybe we can borrow from other banks, or borrow the gold from Wall Street banks to show us, that's fine." The bank manager offered a solution.

Borrowing and lending is a common business practice. As long as the customers don't know, they can temporarily pretend to be rich.

"Okay! Let's do it according to your idea, Connie! I'll go find Morgan and the others right away... Connie, you also need to find the other bosses to discuss this!"

Roosevelt immediately got busy, and he sent someone to send Roosevelt Jr. home.

"Boss, our people saw the King also enter the New York Bank..."

However, just as they were about to take action, his men came quickly and gave him a message.

"As expected! Connie, His Majesty the King doesn't believe in our strength... We have to be quick! If we want to win this deal, we have to be quick!"

This signal undoubtedly made Roosevelt feel a sense of urgency. He had no time to think about anything else. He had to complete the loan before the news that Wall Street had become a big fat sheep leaked out on a large scale.

After all, there are no secrets on Wall Street. Information is money and efficiency is wealth.

……

"Your Majesty, where are we?"

After coming out of the third bank on Wall Street, Wang Shouren once again expressed that he could not understand Zhu Houzhao's actions.

Because Zhu Houzhao basically used the same rhetoric in the three banks.

Then, as usual, some gold was given as a deposit.

"Wang Shouren, you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb. Don't you need to bait before you go fishing?"

Zhu Houzhao smiled and pointed out: "How much gold do you think they can get for us overnight if we do what we did today?"

Wang Shouren was silent. This attempt to get something for nothing involved his blind spot in knowledge.

He just felt awe-inspiring, and at the same time he mourned for the three banks. These people were in trouble as they had to deal with their Majesty, a big liar who made money out of nothing.

"Your Majesty, I can't think of it." Wang Shouren honestly admitted his shortcomings.

"Haha, if you can't think of it, forget it! Think about what you are good at... After this trip to Wall Street, you have also seen the security equipment of these banks. You can calculate for me tonight how many troops we need to occupy Wall Street if we take action... What actions should we take."

It was a rare achievement that Wang Shouren was slightly better than the saint in this regard. Zhu Houzhao was so proud of himself that he assigned Wang Shouren the task that he was good at.

Wang Shouren immediately observed the entire Wall Street carefully and recalled the security measures of the three banks for storing gold.

"Your Majesty, I may have to come back tonight to investigate further...

Wang Shouren did not rashly give his opinion. After all, after Zhu Houzhao's reminder, he suddenly realized the other reason why Zhu Houzhao brought him into the bank.

Knowing yourself and your enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger. Zhu Houzhao killed two birds with one stone.

"Okay, no rush... wait for the gold! With this unexpected surprise today, we can postpone our action for another day or two!"

"Let's go back to the hotel first and see what's going on with Jackson and the others."

Zhu Houzhao is not in a hurry now. Making a nest requires patience. With such a jackpot, he just wants to play it slowly.

"Then... Your Majesty, the tail behind us..."

Wang Shouren gave a reminder.

"Don't worry about them. Let them follow me, so that they won't feel uneasy..."

Zhu Houzhao ignored the people following behind him and swaggered out of Wall Street with Wang Shouren and his party, heading towards the hotel they had booked previously.

At this time, he was also glad that he did not treat them unfairly. They stayed in the best hotel in New York, otherwise it would not be in line with their status.

After seeing this, Roosevelt's people and people from other banks felt more confident and went back to prepare gold.

……

New York is exceptionally busy and cold tonight.

New York City Hall.

As the wind and snow were blowing, Steve heard footsteps behind him.

"Editor-in-Chief."

Turning back, he saw the editor-in-chief, who was fully armed.

"Steve, have a cup of hot coffee. Also, I brought you a coat."

Editor-in-chief Fitch handed him a cup of coffee and also gave Steve a coat, which made Steve feel warm from heart to body.

"Thank you, Editor-in-Chief." Steve took a sip of hot coffee and thanked the Editor-in-Chief sincerely. "You're welcome, Steve...did you find anything?"

Fitch naturally didn't come here for no reason. He was looking at the silent city hall, wanting to hear good news.

"Editor-in-chief, there is nothing found so far. After the carriage arrived at the City Hall, the people inside entered the Capitol in the afternoon and have not come out since then." Fitch breathed a sigh of relief and stomped his feet to dispel the coldness in his feet.

This harsh environment was not unbearable. He had been in worse environments than this.

"At this moment, is it certain that Davis has come to New York?"

Fitch said: "As long as we can take even one photo of him, or confirm that Davis really appeared in New York, we will have another explosive news."

"Editor-in-chief, unfortunately, so far they are like turtles, they go in and never come out." Steve responded, staring at the city hall.

"So, Steve, is it possible for us to just go in and take a look?"

Fitch looked at the unusual security force at City Hall and said more firmly, "Normally, City Hall is not so heavily guarded after get off work. This makes me more convinced that there is something fishy going on in Congress."

"Yes, editor-in-chief, this is also what gives me the confidence to stay here."

Steve was curious: "As for going in to take a look, Editor-in-Chief, are you really sure? What legitimate reasons do we have?"

"The reason is simple. We can pretend to be maintenance workers. All we need to do is find a ladder and pretend to be maintenance workers, right?" Fitch seemed to be well prepared. He even pulled out a ladder from his back like a magic trick.

"Now... Editor-in-chief, are you sure? Are there still maintenance workers working in New York after midnight?" After being stunned, Steve was immediately impressed by the editor-in-chief's creative thinking.

"Haha! You are just younger. Sometimes, power can even make Judas dance ballet."

Fitch threw him a pair of gloves and said, "Put them on. This is the secret of how I became the editor-in-chief. Unless you really want to watch over them all night in this horrible weather."

“Who wants to?”

Steve changed into his equipment even more quickly. The help from the editor-in-chief also gave him more confidence.

However, just as the two were preparing to take the risk to get the big news, a string of bells rang out, which startled the two of them.

Soon, they discovered that a carriage drove directly into the garden of the Town Hall.

"That's the governor's carriage! It's so late, why is our dear governor coming to the city hall instead of staying at home to keep warm?"

Watching the carriage arrive at the small courtyard of the City Hall, Editor-in-Chief Fitch undoubtedly felt more confident.

……

At this time, the Governor's Office at City Hall.

Davis and the British ambassador were drinking coffee, seemingly calm, but anxiously waiting because they had already refilled their coffee several times.

"Excuse me, gentlemen, the Governor and the Chancellor have arrived!"

At this moment, the office door opened and two familiar faces appeared in front of Davis and the British ambassador. The person who came in directly began to introduce the late protagonist.

"Mr. Field, I finally saw you!"

When Davis saw the person coming, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, because the person was none other than Stephen Johnson Field, the current Chief Justice of the United States Supreme Court, his colleague and also an old friend of the Democrats.

"Davis, I can't believe you're in New York! Do you know how shocked I am when I heard the news?"

Chief Justice Field, not concealing his surprise, hugged Davis.

"No matter how surprised you are, are you surprised that Lincoln surrendered to our Confederate States?" Davis was good at chatting in groups, and he started by exposing people's shortcomings.

"Oh, Davis, don't mention such a disappointing thing. I am very happy to see you in New York State. I heard from Horn that you seem to be following Lincoln's example and surrendering to our Union as the President of the Confederacy?"

Field was obviously also good at negotiating. He asked Davis directly about his purpose and directly misinterpreted it.

"Huh... Governor Horn obviously misunderstood!"

Davis glanced at the New York governor and corrected him directly: "You can ask me to surrender to your Union, but only if you help me kill Lincoln! This is my condition!"

Davis didn't even know how the news that he came here spread that he was going to defect to the North. How was that possible!

If he votes for the North, can he continue to be president?
"Mr. Russell, you can guarantee my promise!"

Davis also brought in the British Foreign Secretary Russell, and was really afraid that these Northern guys would kidnap him at all costs, so he directly announced that he had defected to the North.

"Yes, I can guarantee this." The British ambassador made his presence known at the right time.

In fact, it was he who coordinated this gathering, which enabled the North and South sides to sit together and discuss in a calm manner.

Similarly, in this war, Britain supported the Confederacy.

"Davis, this incident actually happened very suddenly. You know, we were hit by Lincoln's betrayal not long ago... We also want to take revenge on Lincoln, but at the moment... there is some information you don't know..."

"In fact, we received a message from Washington this afternoon asking Congress to reconsider electing a new president..."

Several people began to discuss in depth. Although Davis' idea was beautiful, his idea was not as straightforward to the Northern Federation as his announcement of allegiance to the North.

Lincoln has left behind a power vacuum, and their most important task is to fill it.

"Tell me what you want... I'm willing to pay any price."

Having come to this point, Davis naturally could not retreat. Instead, like a gambler, he rudely interrupted the politicians' excuses and wanted a quick and decisive result.

"The reason is simple, Davis. You may now directly announce that you have sworn allegiance to the North. This may greatly alleviate the consequences of Lincoln's betrayal..." Federal politicians would not soften their hearts because of Davis' initiative. Instead, they would directly break Davis' bottom line.

"Impossible!" Davis refused again without any hesitation.

"Excuse me, sir... who did you call for repair service?"

Then, just when Davis was quite excited, the door opened directly.

Steve and Fitch walked in directly carrying the ladder.

The scene was quiet for a while.

"Sorry, we didn't call for any maintenance service..."

Someone came over immediately and kindly asked Steve and Fitch to leave.

"Really? But your people clearly..."

The two of them felt turbulent waves in their hearts, but they left calmly until the door was closed again.

"President Davis, is it really impossible?"

The Governor of New York laughed instead: "You know, if the news of your coming to New York gets out, even if you don't want to surrender to us, we can still make you surrender to us! Sometimes, we don't actually need your consent."

"Mr. Horn... that's not necessary. We are here to negotiate. If Mr. Davis fails to achieve his goal, we in Britain can also take action, but by then..." The British ambassador didn't know what medicine Davis had given him, and he stood firmly on their side.

Anyway...both sides are pulling.

Unfortunately... outside, Fitch and Steve's hearts almost jumped out of their chests.

"Steve, do you see clearly? Is that President Davis?"

"Editor-in-chief, look carefully! It's President Davis, he really came to New York!"

Steve answered firmly: "This world is too, too crazy!"

(End of this chapter)