The God of Wealth starts with doing whatever you want

Before things had completely ended in New York, Xu Yun had already quietly boarded a private jet and safely arrived in Switzerland.

It's not Zurich, it's not Geneva, but a ski town called St. Moritz.

Here, he owns a little-known manor.

The estate is built on a hillside, backed by snow-capped mountains and overlooking a lake. It covers an area of ​​fifty hectares and is surrounded by dense coniferous forests. Only one private road leads to the outside world.

From the outside, it looks like just a wealthy person's vacation villa.

But only Xu Yun knew that beneath this manor lay a secure fortress comparable to a small military base.

"Mr. Xu, all safety facilities have been fully activated."

The speaker was the manor's butler, an English man around sixty years old named Alfred.

He was a technical officer in MI6, and after retiring, he was recruited by Xu Yun through an "absolute loyalty contract" exchanged through the system, and was put in charge of managing the manor and underground facilities.

"Security level?"

"Level 1 alert."

Alfred followed Xu Yun into the underground elevator and reported to his superior: "The counter-reconnaissance system operates around the clock, all communications are quantum encrypted, and the drone patrol radius covers a radius of ten kilometers."

Furthermore, as per your instructions, we have severed all non-essential contact with the outside world, and the estate is now completely sealed off.

The elevator descended thirty meters, and the doors slid open.

Before us is a spacious command center.

Three walls are covered with screens displaying real-time data from major global financial markets, news updates, and task progress on dark web platforms.

In the very center is a huge holographic projection table, currently displaying a chart of the European stock market.

"How's the operation in the Alps going?" Xu Yun took off his coat and hung it on the back of his chair.

"According to the latest intelligence, the combined forces of 'Blood Moon' and 'Dark Blade' have breached the first layer of defense of the underground fortress."

Alfred pulled up the surveillance footage.

That was real-time footage taken by a drone from high altitude.

Deep in the Alps, flashes of light from explosions continued to appear in the night, while gunshots could be faintly heard through an audio recording system.

"The enemy put up a fierce resistance and used heavy weapons, including armored vehicles and portable missiles."

But the mercenaries outnumbered them, and... they seemed to be indifferent to casualties.

In the scene, a dozen mercenaries, under the cover of fire, used explosives to blast open the alloy gate of the fortress.

Thick smoke billowed as the two sides engaged in fierce fighting at the entrance.

"How much longer do you expect it to take?" Xu Yun asked.

"If the current pace continues, the fortress can be fully controlled within twenty-four to forty-eight hours."

But the Black Eagles might destroy the database at the last minute, which is our biggest risk.

"Tell them to speed things up."

Xu Yun sat down at the control panel and said, "Notify 'Hound' that for every hour the mission is completed ahead of schedule, an additional ten million US dollars will be awarded."

If the complete database is successfully obtained, another 50 million will be added.

"clear."

Alfred quickly typed in the command and sent the message out through the encrypted channel.

A few seconds later, the mercenaries' offensive in the scene intensified significantly, and even a suicide squad-style charge appeared.

The power of money is equally effective on the battlefield.

Xu Yun turned his attention to the financial market.

Global stock markets have experienced dramatic fluctuations over the past 72 hours.

The stock price of the "Neurotech" company plummeted by 87%, and it was eventually forced to delist from Nasdaq. The company then declared bankruptcy and reorganization.

But the bigger storm was that this short-selling action triggered a chain reaction.

The stock prices of several biotech companies that do business with "neurotech" have suffered setbacks, and the entire sector's market value has evaporated by more than $200 billion.

The biggest winners of short selling, those mysterious offshore funds, quietly exited the market without leaving a trace after making huge profits.

The Wall Street Journal devoted its entire front page to this "short-selling of the century," with sensational headlines.

Ghost funds rake in billions, leaving regulators helpless.

The report provides a detailed analysis of the timeline of short-selling operations, fund flows, and the pace of information release, ultimately drawing conclusions.

"This is not just a financial operation, but more like a meticulously planned military operation."

Every step is precisely calculated, and every moment is perfectly timed.

The market manipulators behind the scenes possessed a terrifying grasp of market psychology.

Even more noteworthy is that The New York Times exposed on the same day the "Black Eagles" organization's secret dealings with several European and American financial groups.

The documents show that several established financial groups, including Morgan and Rockefeller, provided financial support to the "Black Eagles" organization through offshore accounts in exchange for "facilitated services" in certain gray areas.

Although these conglomerates immediately issued statements denying the allegations and claiming the documents were "forged," public opinion had already taken hold.

On social media, the hashtag #CorporationsAndGangs# trended, and calls for Congress to launch an investigation grew louder.

"The results were better than expected."

Xu Yun looked at the scrolling news on the screen, a slight smile playing on his lips.

His initial decision to simultaneously short "neurotech" and crack down on "Black Eagles" was precisely to create this confusing effect.

When two major events occur simultaneously, when massive financial flows overlap with bloodshed and violence, people's imaginations will fill in the gaps on their own.

They will speculate.

Is a conglomerate cleaning house?

Is it retaliation from a competitor?

Is it being manipulated behind the scenes by state power?

The clandestine operations of the Li and Zhong families within China further support this speculation.

An “unintentional” conversation among several retired veterans, “analysis reports” from several authoritative media outlets, and “rumors” circulating in high-level circles…

All the clues point in the same direction.

This is an internal power struggle between multinational conglomerates.

"Morgan and Rockefeller have already sent each other lawyer's letters."

Alfred pulled up a newly received intelligence report and said, "The Morgan family accused Rockefeller of using the Black Eagles organization to sabotage their energy projects in Asia, while Rockefeller countersued Morgan for attacking their biotechnology plans by shorting neurotechnology."

"It's like dogs fighting." Xu Yun chuckled.

"But this is just the beginning."

Alfred said with a serious expression, "According to the communications we've been monitoring, these consortia are already raising funds and preparing to retaliate in the financial markets."

Preliminary estimates suggest that their available liquidity exceeds $500 billion.

If a full-scale war breaks out, global financial markets could descend into chaos.

"Then let the chaos rage on."

Xu Yun stood up and walked to the holographic projection table.

He pulled up data on European stock markets and highlighted several key targets.

"The Rothschild family, the Wittgenstein family, the Onassis family... these ancient European financial groups have controlled the economic lifeline of this continent for far too long."

His fingers swept across the projection, creating streams of data.

"Alfred, how much money do we have available right now?"

"Including profits withdrawn from the United States, the latest system rewards, and previously accumulated offshore funds, the total is $312.7 billion."

Alfred pulled up the account summary and continued, "If leverage is added, the maximum amount of funds that can be operated exceeds 1.5 trillion."

But Mr. Xu, I must remind you that such a large amount of funds entering the European market will definitely attract the attention of regulatory agencies.

Moreover, the Rothschild family has been operating in Europe for two centuries, and their intelligence network and political and business connections are unfathomable.

"I know."

Xu Yun's eyes flashed with a dangerous light as he said, "But this is the effect I want: to challenge them openly and honestly, to fight a war that they are best at on their own battlefield in the most direct way."

He received many rewards from the system for his last time doing whatever he wanted in America.

Defending himself on the streets of New York and defeating rioters rewarded him with black-vision abilities.

The planning of the global operation to eliminate the "Black Eagles" was rewarded with enhanced strategic insight.

This triggered infighting among multinational conglomerates, which in turn rewarded heightened financial intuition.

The successful takeover of the US financial market has earned a reward of $80 billion, which has been deposited into a designated account.

"Eight hundred billion..."

Xu Yun murmured, "The system is really generous this time."

“Mr. Xu, although the source of these funds has been processed by the system, it would still raise suspicion if they were put into the market all at once.”

Alfred cautioned, "The European Central Bank's anti-money laundering monitoring system is very robust; any unusual flow of funds exceeding 100 million euros will trigger an alarm."

"Then let's enter in batches."

Xu Yun had already exchanged for the [Top-Tier Financial Skills and Knowledge] from the system, which is why he could play the stock market so freely and had such extensive knowledge.

He explained his plan: "Through three hundred offshore accounts, the funds will be gradually transferred to Europe within thirty days under the guise of trade settlement, investment and mergers and acquisitions, and charitable donations."

Target markets: the four major stock exchanges in Frankfurt, London, Paris, and Zurich.

Key sectors: banking, energy, and high-end manufacturing.

“Isn’t this timeframe too long? The Rothschild family might notice the funds pooling together,” Alfred frowned.

"The point is to make them realize it."

Xu Yun laughed and said, "What I want is not a sneak attack, but a declaration of war."

Let them know someone's coming, let them gather their resources and prepare for battle, and then... crush them head-on in their most confident area.

This almost insane confidence secretly alarmed Alfred.

But he did not question it.

During his time following Xu Yun, he has witnessed too many impossibilities become possible.

"The specific operational plan?" Alfred asked.

"Phase one: a probing attack."

Xu Yun marked several targets on the hologram and said, "Choose three mid-sized banks controlled by the Rothschild family, short their stocks first, and at the same time spread rumors about the risks on their balance sheets."

"Keep the amount under five billion US dollars and see how they react."

What if they retaliate?

"Then let's move on to the second phase: all-out war."

Xu Yun's eyes sharpened, and he said with some confidence, "I will personally take charge and launch simultaneous attacks on the Euro futures market, the government bond market, and the stock of their core holding company."

If $300 billion isn't enough, leverage it up to $1.5 trillion.

I want to make the entire European financial market feel the shockwaves.

Alfred quickly jotted down the instructions while simultaneously bringing up the risk assessment model.

Simulation results show that if Xu Yun's plan is followed, the win rate is only... 37%.

"Mr. Xu, the model shows that our chances of winning are less than 40%."

"The outcome of financial markets is never determined by model calculations."

Xu Yun turned off the holographic projection and walked to the window.

Outside the virtual window in the basement is a simulated snow scene of the Alps.

Sunlight shines on the snow-capped peaks, and a sea of ​​clouds churns around the mountainside.

"The Rothschild family is indeed powerful, but they also have weaknesses."

Xu Yun slowly said, "First, they are too old-fashioned, their decision-making process is too long, and they lack the ability to deal with sudden crises."

Second, their assets are too concentrated in traditional industries, and they are not sensitive enough to emerging technologies and financial innovations.

Third...and most importantly, they've become so used to being in control that they've forgotten what it's like to be challenged.

He turned around and looked at Alfred.

"What I need to do is awaken their fear."

For the next three days, the European financial markets remained calm.

But undercurrents have already begun to stir.

On the Frankfurt Stock Exchange, shares of a company called "China European Union Bank" fell a cumulative 12% over three consecutive trading days without any negative news.

Transaction records show that more than 20 different accounts simultaneously sold off the bank's shares, totaling 4.2 billion euros.

The bank's board of directors held an emergency meeting, hired an auditing firm to audit the accounts, and issued a statement saying that "the bank's operations are in good condition and the stock price fluctuations are normal market behavior."

However, the share price continued to fall after the statement was released. Meanwhile, a rumor circulated in the City of London that Central Europe United Bank had a large number of bad loans in Eastern European real estate and might face huge losses.

The rumors were quite detailed, even listing specific projects and amounts.

Although the bank denied it again, investor confidence has been shaken.

Day four, Paris.

The share price of Eurotherm, another energy company in which the Rothschild family has a stake, suddenly plummeted.

The reason is that an anonymous analysis report pointed out that the company's oil and gas reserves in the North Sea were seriously overestimated, with an actual value of less than half of the book value.

The report was disseminated through deep-sea online channels and was quickly reprinted by several financial media outlets.

Although the company immediately hired a third-party agency to verify its reserves, panic had already spread.

Day 5, Zurich.

Union Bank of Switzerland, one of the most important financial institutions in Europe owned by the Rothschild family, is facing massive client redemptions.

In just 24 hours, more than 8 billion euros were withdrawn, most of which flowed to banks in Asia and North America.

A bank spokesperson stated that "liquidity is ample and fully capable of meeting redemption demands," but the market did not buy it.

Three institutions, three markets, were attacked almost simultaneously.

Their methods were professional, their timing precise, and the source of their funds was difficult to trace.

The atmosphere was somber in the Rothschild family's meeting room on the shores of Lake Zurich.

"Has the matter been investigated thoroughly?"

The one asking the question was the current head of the family, Edmund Rothschild, a seventy-year-old man, but whose eyes were still sharp.

"Preliminary assessments indicate that the attack originated from multiple offshore accounts, with the ultimate source pointing to the Cayman Islands and the British Virgin Islands."

The person who answered was Maximilian, the family's financial director, who is 40 years old, has a Harvard MBA, worked on Wall Street for ten years, and was recalled to the family three years ago.

"But these are just shell companies; the real masterminds behind the scenes... we still have no clue."

"How much was lost?" Edmund asked calmly.

"To date, the combined market value of the three companies has evaporated by approximately 23 billion euros."

However, if we take the ripple effects into account, the stock prices of our other related companies have also been affected, and the total losses could exceed 40 billion.

A collective gasp filled the conference room.

Four hundred billion euros is not a small amount, even for the Rothschild family.

What is their objective?

An elder of the family asked, "Is it a purely financial attack? Or is there some deeper intention?"

"Judging from the methods used, it looks like a professional hedge fund profiting from short selling."

Maximilian pulled up the data analysis chart and said, "But strangely, the other side doesn't seem to be in a hurry to close out their positions and make a profit. Instead, they are continuing to increase their bets and expand their attack range."

This isn't like ordinary financial speculation; it's more like... a declaration of war.

"Declare war?" Edmund raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, Chieftain."

Maximilian said with a serious expression, "The targets they chose to attack are all our family's core assets in Europe."

Moreover, the attack method was very open, with almost no intention of hiding its purpose.

It's like saying, 'I've come, I've seen, I'm going to conquer.'

Silence fell over the meeting room.

The Rothschild family has stood strong in Europe for two centuries, experiencing wars, revolutions, and economic crises, but has never encountered such a direct challenge.

"interesting."

Edmund suddenly laughed, a hint of excitement appearing on his aged face, and said, "It's been a long time since anyone has dared to provoke us like this."

Maximilian mobilized all available funds within the family to prepare for battle.

I want to see who has such audacity.

"Clan leader, should we contact other clans?"

An elder asked, "Wittgenstein and Onassis, they've recently encountered similar troubles, possibly from the same group."

"Not for now."

Edmund stood up, walked to the window, looked at the lake and mountains outside, and said, "This is a battle for our Rothschild family."

"For two hundred years, we have defeated countless opponents, and this time will be no exception."

That afternoon, the Rothschild family announced that it would inject 30 billion euros of liquidity into the three companies under attack and launch a 5 billion euro share buyback program.

Market confidence recovered quickly after the news broke.

Shares of Sino-European Union Bank rebounded 8%, Eurotherm Energy rebounded 12%, and the redemption wave at Union Private Bank of Switzerland also began to slow down.

Financial media outlets widely reported that "the Rothschild family demonstrated its strength by repelling a short-selling attack."

But only a very few people know that the real war has only just begun.

St. Moritz, the underground command center.

Looking at the rebounding stock price on the screen, Xu Yun was not disappointed at all; instead, he smiled.

"They're finally getting serious."

He pulled up the Rothschild family's asset structure diagram and quickly analyzed it.

"Three hundred billion euros in liquidity should be the limit they can mobilize in the short term."

Although the family's total assets exceed one trillion, the majority are in real estate, art, and private equity, resulting in very poor liquidity.

"Mr. Xu, what's our next step?" Alfred asked.

"Continue to increase investment."

Xu Yun circled a new target on the hologram and said, "Since they want to protect those three companies, we'll attack their other weaknesses."

Notify all accounts to begin shorting the following companies controlled by the Rothschild family, including Deutsche Precision Machinery, the Italian luxury brand Ferragamo, and Telefónica...

He listed twelve companies in one go, covering various fields such as manufacturing, consumer goods, and communications.

He obtained all this information from the system.

Indeed, the other party is very powerful, but I have a system!

Knowing the information in advance, his chances of losing are very small; this is a variable that Alfred cannot calculate using his model.

"Fund allocation?"

"Each company invests between 30 and 5 billion US dollars, totaling 50 billion."

At the same time, short positions of 20 billion euros were established in the euro futures market.

I want to make them overwhelmed and constantly running around.

Within 24 hours of the order being issued, European financial markets were thrown into turmoil.

The stocks of twelve companies were simultaneously sold off, with short-selling forces surging in like a tidal wave.

Even more devastatingly, the euro began to fall against the dollar, plummeting from 1:1.18 to 1:1.15, a three-month low.

Rumors are circulating in the foreign exchange market that there are disagreements within the European Central Bank regarding monetary policy, which may delay plans to raise interest rates.

Although the European Central Bank immediately denied the rumors, the market had already formed a downward trend.

In the Rothschild family meeting room, the telephone rang incessantly.

"Patriarch, the CEO of Deutsche Precision Machinery called, saying that a hedge fund is shorting their company's stock in large quantities, and asking if the family should support it..."

"An emergency meeting of the Ferragamo board of directors is needed, and a family representative is required..."

"Telex's share price has fallen by 15%, and they are asking us to increase our collateral..."

One bad news after another followed.

Edmund Rothschild looked grave.

He realized that his opponent was more powerful and more insane than he had imagined.

"Have you found out? Who is it?" he asked Maximilian.

"We just received intelligence."

Maximilian projected an encrypted document onto the screen and said, "Our intelligence network eventually identified several key accounts by tracing the slightest clues in the flow of funds."

These accounts received massive transfers totaling over $150 billion from a trust fund in the Cayman Islands over the past month.

Who are the beneficiaries of the trust fund?

"An offshore entity called 'Cloud Fund,' registered in Panama, is actually controlled by..."

Maximilian paused for a moment and said, "He is a Chinese man named Xu Yun."

"Xu Yun?"

Edmund frowned, puzzled. "Never heard of this name before. A rising Chinese tycoon?"

"It's not just the wealthy."

Maximilian retrieved Xu Yun's information. Although most of the content was encrypted or altered, there were still some scattered pieces of information that could be pieced together.

"According to limited intelligence, this person is around thirty years old, has a mysterious background, and recently made more than $20 billion in profits in the US financial market by shorting 'neurotechnology' companies."

Furthermore... there are unconfirmed reports that he is connected to the recent downfall of the 'Black Eagles' organization.

The meeting room erupted in an uproar.

"One person? Challenging our entire family?" an elder asked incredulously.

"It's not just a challenge; it has already caused substantial losses."

Maximilian presented a summary of the losses, stating, "To date, the market value of our family's assets in Europe has evaporated by more than 80 billion euros."

If exchange rate losses and opportunity costs are taken into account, the actual losses could exceed 100 billion.

One hundred billion euros.

This number silenced everyone.

"What exactly is he trying to do?" Edmund asked in a deep voice.

“Based on his behavioral patterns, he seems to be… just enjoying the process.”

Maximilian pulled up Xu Yun's trading records and said, "You see, while he was shorting us, he was also engaging in high-risk speculation in other markets, including cryptocurrencies, commodity futures, and even some corporate bonds on the verge of bankruptcy."

Moreover, he almost never sets stop-loss orders, operating entirely based on intuition.

This doesn't resemble a professional fund manager; it's more like... a gambler, a gambler with unlimited chips.

“A gambler…” Edmund murmured.

He walked to the window, looked at Lake Zurich under the night sky, and suddenly asked, "Where is he now?"

"The last confirmed location was in Switzerland, but the exact location is unknown."

Our intelligence personnel are tracking it.

“Find him.”

Edmund turned around, a cold glint in his eyes, and said, "I want to meet this Chinese man, this madman who dares to 'play' with three hundred billion US dollars."

"Chief, this could be dangerous. This person has a complicated background..."

"It is precisely because of his complicated background that we need to meet him."

Edmund interrupted Maximilian and said, “Arrange a meeting. He can decide the location and the time. I will only bring two bodyguards.”

Tell him that the Rothschild family's two-hundred-year-old dignity cannot be trampled on like this.

Either negotiate, or... the war escalates.

Furthermore, one person cannot afford to wage this kind of financial war alone; the other side is definitely a representative of some super ancient family in the East.

But they never had any conflict with each other!

There's no reason for them to suddenly start a war.

He was going to meet the other party.

The message was transmitted to St. Moritz via encrypted channels 24 hours later.

Alfred placed the printed meeting invitation in front of Xu Yun.

“Edmund Rothschild, head of the Rothschild family, requests a meeting with you.”

Xu Yun picked up the invitation, glanced at it, and smiled.

"I finally couldn't sit still any longer."

"Mr. Xu, this might be a trap."

Alfred cautioned, "Their power in Europe is far more terrifying than you imagine?"

"fine!"

Xu Yun casually remarked, "If they really want to kill me, then I'll show them the mysterious power of the East!" (End of Chapter)