The God of Wealth starts with doing whatever you want

Dusk comes exceptionally early in St. Moritz.

The snow-capped peaks of the Alps were dyed golden-red by the setting sun, like burning flames or congealed blood.

On the holographic projection wall of the underground base, a draft armistice agreement personally signed by Edmund Rothschild is slowly rotating.

"Mr. Xu, the agreement has been sent back to Zurich."

Alfred stood by the control panel, his voice tinged with barely perceptible weariness, and said, "But according to our monitoring, the Rothschild family's asset transfers in London, Paris, and Frankfurt... have not slowed down."

Xu Yun sat in the control chair, his fingers lightly tapping on the virtual keyboard.

The data stream on the screen poured down like a waterfall.

Real-time market data, fund flows, and block trade records for 16 major global financial markets, as well as information on equity changes hidden behind layers of offshore companies.

"Of course they won't actually stop fighting."

Xu Yun's voice was eerily calm as he laughed, "How could we possibly bow down to two hundred years of family dignity because of a mere agreement?"

He pulled up a newly declassified intelligence report.

That was a contingency plan, codenamed "Nirvana," stored by the Rothschild family on a secret server in the Cayman Islands.

The core of the plan is simple yet brutal.

If the family faces a complete defeat on the European battlefield, it will activate all hidden financial leverage to create a global market crash within 24 hours, and then take advantage of the chaos to reorganize its assets and be reborn with a new look.

“They want to drag the whole world down with them.” Alfred’s expression changed.

"Do not."

Xu Yun shook his head and said, "They just want to create enough chaos to cover up some... more covert operations."

He magnified a certain detail of the intelligence.

It was a complex string of transaction codes pointing to a private equity fund registered in Luxembourg.

The fund is ostensibly controlled by a retired Swiss banker, but after seven layers of ownership tracing, it ultimately points to a Rothschild family trust account in Liechtenstein.

"They are transferring core assets."

Xu Yun's finger traced across the hologram, creating a string of light spots, and he said, "The real family wealth consists of artworks, antiques, real estate contracts, patents, and... certain secrets that cannot be exposed to the light of day, all passed down for two hundred years."

"secret?"

"For example, this one." Xu Yun pulled up an encrypted file.

The contents of the document made Alfred gasp.

That was a secret agreement between the Rothschild family and a European royal family that lasted for a century, involving a large amount of gold and artwork that had "disappeared" after World War II.

There are also records of arms deals with three authoritarian regimes in Africa and money laundering collaborations with South American drug cartels.

Even... an early funding relationship with an international terrorist organization.

“If these are exposed…” Alfred’s voice trembled slightly.

"The Rothschild family will fall directly from the hall of historical glory into the abyss of sin."

Xu Yun closed the file and said, "So they must buy time to completely destroy this evidence or move it to a safer place."

"That ceasefire agreement..."

"It's a decoy, and also a test."

Xu Yun stood up, walked to the virtual window, and said, "Edmund is testing my bottom line, seeing how much I actually know, and whether I dare to really make these things public."

At the same time, he needs at least seventy-two hours to complete the transfer of assets and the destruction of evidence.

Should we stop it?

"Do not."

Xu Yun turned around, a complex glint in his eyes, and said, "Let them move."

Alfred was stunned.

"Mr. Xu, if they successfully transfer their core assets, even if the Rothschild family suffers heavy losses in the European market, they can still make a comeback elsewhere."

This war…

"The purpose of this war was never to completely eliminate the Rothschild family."

Xu Yun interrupted him and replied, "That's impossible. Two hundred years of foundation cannot be erased by a single financial war."

He walked back to the console and brought up a diagram of the global financial system.

"What I want to do is break the old power structure and carve a crack in the iron plate of those ancient families."

Then... allow new forces to grow.

He pointed to several key nodes on the diagram.

“Look, the Rothschild family controls one-third of the voting power in the European Central Bank, influences the policy direction of the Bank for International Settlements, and has seven permanent seats in the IMF and the World Bank.”

These are the true foundations of their power, not the assets on paper.

"So what you want to attack is..."

"It's their 'legitimacy'."

Xu Yun's eyes sharpened, and he said, "When those dirty secrets are exposed, when the public knows that this family, packaged as a 'financial aristocracy,' is actually involved with arms dealers, dictators, and terrorist organizations, their political influence will collapse."

At that time, the European Central Bank will be reshuffled, international organizations will clean house, and those politicians who once bowed down to them will be the first to jump out and distance themselves.

Alfred remained silent for a long time before slowly nodding.

"I understand, so let's..."

"Wait."

Xu Yun sat down again and sneered, "Wait until they finish transferring their assets, wait until they think they're safe, wait until they... reveal their final weakness."

The Rothschild family estate on the shores of Lake Zurich.

The air in the underground conference room was so heavy it felt like you could wring water out of it.

The nine remaining core members of the family sat on either side of the long table, each with a face etched with exhaustion and anxiety.

"How is the relocation progressing?"

Edmund's voice was hoarse, and he had heavy bags under his eyes, as if he had aged ten years overnight.

"The artworks and antiques have been shipped to the underground vault of the Swiss embassy in Argentina via diplomatic pouches."

The family elder in charge of the asset transfer reported: "The real estate deeds and patent documents have been digitally encrypted and uploaded to our server cluster in the Arctic Circle."

As for those...sensitive materials, they have been destroyed in batches, and the last batch will be processed in three hours.

"Where's the funding?"

"Through 327 offshore accounts, the funds were dispersed to trust funds in Singapore, Dubai, and the Cayman Islands."

The total size is 87 billion euros, accounting for 65% of the family's available liquid funds.

Edmund nodded, his gaze falling on Maximilian, who sat at the end of the table.

"Asia?"

"As per your instructions, we have been gradually closing out our positions."

Maximilian said in a low voice, "But the losses... are huge. Preliminary estimates suggest that this round of operations in the A-share and Hong Kong stock markets has resulted in a net loss of over nine billion US dollars."

Suppressed sighs filled the conference room.

Nine billion US dollars is an astronomical figure for ordinary people, and it is also a devastating blow to the Rothschild family.

More importantly, this marks a complete collapse of the family's influence in the Asian market, and it will likely be difficult for them to regain their influence within the next decade.

“What about Wittgenstein and the Onassis family?” Edmund asked.

"They have completely withdrawn."

The elder in charge of external relations said with a wry smile, "They don't even want to answer my calls. When a wall falls, everyone pushes it down; it's always been this way."

Edmund closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Over the past two centuries, the Rothschild family has weathered countless crises.

Whether it was the Napoleonic Wars, the two World Wars, the Great Depression, the oil crisis...

But each time, they managed to escape danger.

It may even become more powerful.

Because at that time they had the information and the initiative.

But this time, their opponents had better information and a better grasp of the initiative.

Who exactly is that Chinese man?
"Chieftain."

Maximilian suddenly spoke, his voice tinged with hesitation, "Do we really want to continue with the 'Nirvana' plan?"

If a global market crash is triggered, the resulting chain reaction could spiral out of control, and then…

"At that time, the old order will collapse and a new order will be established."

Edmund opened his eyes, a hint of madness flashing in them, and said, "And the Rothschild family will be reborn from the ruins."

He stood up and looked around at everyone present.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are experiencing the darkest moment in our family's two-hundred-year history."

But after darkness comes dawn.

The 'Nirvana' plan is indeed dangerous, but it is also our only chance.

While the whole world is watching the financial markets, they quietly completed their true transformation.

He walked to the wall and pressed the hidden switch.

A huge map of Europe slowly unfolded, covered with countless red and blue dots.

"Red Dot represents our publicly disclosed assets in Europe. As for those stocks, bonds, and real estate, let them go. Let that Chinese man reap the rewards."

Edmund moved his finger across the map and said, “The blue dot represents the family’s true future: rare earth mines in Eastern Europe, cobalt mines in Africa, lithium mines in South America, and… patented technology for space mining.”

The elders' eyes lit up.

"In the new energy era, these are the real hard currency."

Edmund’s voice regained its strength as he said, “Financial hegemony will eventually decline, but resource hegemony will last forever.”

That Chinese man won today, but we... will win this entire era.

The atmosphere in the meeting room began to warm up.

Yes, the reason the Rothschild family has been able to stand for two hundred years is not because they are always right in a certain field, but because they can always see the turning points of the times in advance and then make arrangements accordingly.

"Therefore, the 'Nirvana' plan must be carried out."

Edmund returned to his seat and said in a resolute voice, "Seventy-two hours from now, when the global market is thrown into panic by our actions, that will be the best time for us to quietly exit and move into the physical resources sector."

"Will that Chinese man notice?" some people worried.

"Of course he will."

Edmund sneered, “But he can’t stop it.”

Because once the 'Nirvana' plan is launched, it will be a global financial tsunami, leaving no one or any force capable of protecting itself, let alone helping others.

He looked at Maximilian.

"Notify all traders that a synchronized global operation will commence 72 hours from now at 9 PM Beijing time."

……

St. Moritz Underground Base.

Time ticked by, and the data stream on the monitoring screen grew increasingly dense.

“Mr. Xu, the Rothschild family is accelerating the transfer of funds.”

Alfred stared at the real-time data and said nervously, "In the past three hours, more than 20 billion euros have flowed out of Europe through encrypted channels."

Their target... appears to be resource assets.

Xu Yun did not respond immediately.

A complex mathematical model was running on the holographic projection in front of him.

The model's input parameters include GDP growth rates of major global economies, inflation expectations, monetary policy trends, geopolitical risk indices, and more...

Data on the Rothschild family's behavioral patterns over the past two centuries.

The model outputs only one thing: a probability distribution.

"They are making final preparations for the 'Nirvana' plan."

Xu Yun finally spoke, his voice carrying a hint of understanding, saying, "Transferring core assets is to minimize one's own losses in the event of a global collapse."

The shift to the resource sector is aimed at seizing the high ground in the new order following the collapse.

"Should we act ahead of schedule?" Alfred asked.

"Do not."

Xu Yun continued to shake his head and said, "Let them start it."

He pulled up another document, a future financial market crisis response plan that he had redeemed through the system.

"Alfred, inform Fu Baoying and Jian Shiwei to start the second phase of the 'Great Wall' plan."

Inform us of our inside information with the Federal Reserve, the European Central Bank, and the Bank of Japan to prepare a joint intervention plan.

notify……"

He issued seventeen instructions in one go, each specifying the exact time, location, and amount of funding.

Alfred scribbled quickly, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

Because he suddenly realized that Xu Yun was preparing not just a counterattack against the Rothschild family, but a... stress test for the global financial system.

“Mr. Xu, if we do this, it might cause…”

"To trigger a manageable crisis."

Xu Yun picked up the conversation, his eyes deep, and said, "The old system has accumulated too many problems and needs a thorough cleanup."

The Rothschild family's 'rebirth' plan gave us the perfect opportunity to use them to burst the bubble, and then...

To build a healthier new order from the ruins.

He stood up and walked to the holographic globe in the center of the base.

The blue planet is slowly rotating, marked with countless points of light, each representing a financial node or a power hub.

"For two hundred years, the Rothschild family and their kind have woven a vast financial network that covers the entire globe using debt, leverage, and derivatives."

The net looks sturdy, but it's actually riddled with holes.

Xu Yun gently traced the surface of the globe with his finger and said, "What we need to do is not repair it, but... replace the net."

As Alfred watched Xu Yun's retreating figure, he suddenly felt a chill.

What this Chinese man wanted was never to defeat the Rothschild family.

What he wants is to reshape the financial rules of the entire world.

Seventy-two hours later.

The atmosphere in global financial markets has reached an extreme level of tension.

At 8:50 p.m. Hong Kong time, there were still ten minutes left before the Rothschild family's scheduled operation.

In the Yungang Capital Trading Hall, Fu Baoying stood in front of the circular screen wall, holding an encrypted communicator in her hand.

Are all accounts in place?

"Ready in position."

Jian Shiwei's voice came through the earphones; she was far away in Shanghai.

"The national team's 300 billion yuan support fund for the A-share market is ready."

In the Hong Kong stock market, the joint capital pools of the four major families have been fully activated.

Regarding US stocks, our partners on Wall Street are also prepared.

What about Europe?

"The European Central Bank has secretly activated its emergency liquidity mechanism, and market makers at the Frankfurt, London, and Paris stock exchanges have received guidance from the central bank."

This time it was Alfred's voice, coming from St. Moritz, saying, "Mr. Xu said, let us... go ahead and do it."

Fu Baoying took a deep breath.

She looked at the screen; in the last ten minutes of trading, the Hang Seng Index was fluctuating narrowly around 21500 points, with unusually low trading volume.

This is the calm before the storm.

Meanwhile, in Zurich.

In the Rothschild family's underground command center, Edmund stood in front of the main control panel, his finger pressing a red button.

The button is engraved with a line of Latin: PHOENIX (phoenix).

"Chief, short positions have been established in all sixteen major global markets."

Maximilian reported, his voice trembling slightly, "The total size... is one and a half trillion US dollars, with an average leverage ratio of fifteen times."

If these events occur simultaneously, global stock markets are expected to fall by more than 20% in a single day, potentially triggering circuit breakers.

"Possibly?" Edmund raised an eyebrow.

"It will definitely trigger."

Maximilian corrected, "And it could trigger a chain reaction, affecting the bond market, the foreign exchange market, and the commodity market."

Models from the Bank for International Settlements suggest that this crisis could be larger than the one in 2008.

"very good."

Edmund laughed, a laugh tinged with madness, and said, "Then let the world remember this day, remember the Rothschild family..."

Even if I fall, I'll take the whole world with me.

He looked up at the clock on the wall.

The second hand ticked away, like the approaching footsteps of death.

Hong Kong time: 20:58.

20: 59.

21: 00.

“Start.” Edmund pressed the red button.

At the same instant, trading systems in sixteen financial markets around the world received a massive number of sell orders.

In Frankfurt, 300,000 DAX index futures contracts were sold off in ten seconds, causing prices to plummet by 5%.

In London, FTSE 100 constituent stocks were hit by a collective short-selling attack, with HSBC shares falling 8% in one minute.

In Paris, the CAC40 index plunged immediately after the market opened, triggering a circuit breaker for Société Générale.

In New York, despite it being daytime, the Nasdaq futures market already sensed danger, with tech stocks falling across the board in pre-market trading.

Asian markets have already closed due to time zone differences, but the nighttime futures market has begun to fluctuate wildly.

however……

The anticipated panic selling did not occur.

Conversely, as sell orders flooded the market, even larger buy orders entered simultaneously.

Frankfurt – The German Federal Bank suddenly announced the launch of an “unlimited asset purchase program,” causing DAX index futures to rebound strongly after hitting -7%.

In London, the UK Treasury, together with four major commercial banks, announced the establishment of a "market stabilization fund," narrowing the FTSE 100 index's decline to -3%.

In Paris, the president of the European Central Bank held a press conference, announcing that "all necessary measures will be taken to maintain the stability of the financial markets," and the French stock market gradually stabilized after the initial shock.

Even more bizarrely, those accounts that shorted the Rothschild family did not leave the market after closing their positions and making a profit; instead, they... went long.

"What's going on?!"

In the Zurich command center, Maximilian roared at the screen, "Why isn't there any panic? Why are people buying up the stock? And the scale of this buying... is even larger than our sell-off!"

Edmund stared at the data stream, his face growing paler and paler.

He saw the source of the funds that took over the investment.

It's not a single country, not a single institution, but... tens of thousands of scattered accounts, spread across the globe, yet operating with remarkably consistent methods and terrifyingly precise timing.

It's as if an invisible hand is conducting a global financial symphony.

"It's that Chinese man..."

Edmund murmured, "He knew all along... he was prepared all along..."

Before the words were even finished, the main screen in the command center suddenly went black.

Three seconds later, the screen lit up again, but instead of displaying market data, it showed scrolling lines of text.

Those documents were precisely the "sensitive information" the Rothschild family thought they had destroyed, including records of transactions with dictators, money laundering agreements with drug lords, and funding relationships with terrorist organizations...

Each document is accompanied by a detailed chain of evidence.

Bank transfer records, recordings of secret meetings, and copies of agreements signed in handwriting.

“No…impossible…” Edmund staggered backward and bumped into the control panel.

These materials should have been destroyed, should have been gone forever, how could this be...?

The files on the screen continued to scroll, eventually settling on the latest one.

That was an indictment.

The plaintiffs are seventeen international organizations, including the International Criminal Court, the European Union's Office of Anti-Money Laundering, and the U.S. Treasury Department's Office of Foreign Assets Control, while the defendants are the Rothschild family and thirty-seven entities and individuals associated with them.

The charges include: aiding and abetting war crimes, complicity in crimes against humanity, large-scale money laundering, transnational bribery, financial fraud, etc.

If convicted, the Rothschild family will face global sanctions, all of its assets will be frozen, and family members could face life imprisonment.

"Chieftain..."

Maximilian's voice trembled as he said, "We...are finished."

Edmund did not answer.

He just stared blankly at the screen, watching those secrets he thought would be buried forever now exposed nakedly to the whole world.

Two hundred years of glory, two hundred years of power, two hundred years of secrets...

At that moment, it collapsed with a deafening roar.

……

Forty-eight hours later.

Outside the virtual window of the St. Moritz underground base, the Alps greet the dawn of a new day.

Sunlight pierced through the clouds, shining brightly on the snow-capped peaks.

Xu Yun stood by the window, holding a cup of coffee that had gone cold.

“Mr. Xu, Edmund Rothschild has arrived.” Alfred’s voice came from behind.

"Let him in."

The iron gate slid open, and Edmund walked in.

In just two days, this once powerful family patriarch has completely changed.

His hair was disheveled, his eyes were unfocused, his suit was wrinkled, and his tie was askew.

He walked with a limp, as if he might fall at any moment.

But when he saw Xu Yun, a final hint of stubbornness flashed in his eyes.

“You won.” Edmund’s voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible.

"Do not."

Xu Yun turned around, looked at him calmly, and said with a smile, "The old era has ended."

Edmund smiled wryly, took a document from his pocket, and placed it on the table.

That was a ceasefire agreement, a truly unconditional ceasefire agreement.

The terms include: the Rothschild family's complete withdrawal from the financial market, relinquishing all political influence, and... never again venturing into the financial sector.

"If you sign it, those lawsuits will be suspended."

Xu Yun said, "Your family can still retain some dignity, some... dignity that won't lead to imprisonment."

Edmund picked up the pen with trembling hands.

The pen tip hovered over the signature area, not falling for a long time.

"I have a question."

He suddenly raised his head, looked directly into Xu Yun's eyes, and asked, "Who exactly are you? A country? An organization? Or... some kind of being we cannot understand?"

Xu Yun remained silent for a few seconds.

"I am a reminder."

He thought for a moment, and finally said in a pretentious tone, "Remind this world that no power lasts forever, and no secret can be buried forever."

Only when the old hegemon falls can a new order emerge.

Edmund gave Xu Yun a deep look, then signed his name on the agreement.

His handwriting was aged and weak, much like his life at this moment.

After signing, he put down his pen, turned around, and walked towards the door.

He stopped at the door but did not turn around.

“Mr. Xu, you will be just like us in the future.”

Xu Yun did not answer immediately, but smiled and said, "No, I will definitely be kinder than you."

Edmund paused for a moment, then pushed open the door and left.

The iron gate slowly closed behind him, separating two eras.

A week later.

Global media outlets are reporting on an "unprecedented financial storm."

But the storm came quickly and went quickly.

Central banks around the world intervened in concert, and the market quickly stabilized after a brief period of volatility.

Experts are debating the causes of the storm.

Some say it's due to excessive leverage in the derivatives market, others say it's due to the concentrated release of geopolitical risks, and still others say it's due to the collective failure of algorithmic trading.

But no one knew that the mastermind behind all of this was Xu Yun!

This battle not only brought him fame and status, but also unimaginable wealth, making him the new king of this era.

"Young Master Xu" will become the nightmare of all established families!
As for the main character in this matter, he seemed not to care at all. After finishing his business, he left Switzerland quietly and contentedly, and hurriedly boarded a private plane back home.

Oh well, there's nothing I can do about it.

Zhong Yanyan and Xinuo's baby is due soon, and he has to rush back to be with them during the delivery!
No matter how powerful he is outside, he's still the father of his children. If he doesn't go back, his women will definitely complain and be unhappy. (End of Chapter)