Alchemy Greater China

【346】Commercial port

As time went by, the boys in black kept wiping the blackboard and wrote down chilling and heartbreaking numbers. The value of the stocks in the hands of this group of people continued to evaporate. Become worthless!

The stock price fell faster than it rose in the morning!

It seems to be in line with the gravity of this planet: the mountain was piled up for hundreds of days, and it collapsed overnight. After 40 minutes, the stock price of Earl’s plate has fallen close to the opening price!

Wow haha, the goal that Long Hao confessed before leaving the VIP room was achieved 20 minutes ahead of schedule!

tk Morgan danced excitedly in that VIP room, "Jie Jie Jie, fall, hurry up! Hurry up before four o'clock, the lower the drop, the better for us to buy back a lot... "

what? What?

Did my ears hear me right?

In such a situation where short positions plummeted, tk Morgan even started preparing for stock repurchases?

Is this playing against the market?

Or, this is the order that Long Hao has given long ago, and at four o'clock, something unusual will happen?

One hour after the market opened in the afternoon, the stock price of Longan Company fell by 33 US dollars, and that of CA Company fell by 8.9 US dollars. The 13 companies under Carnegie are all 'green'...

This drop was too miserable. In just one hour, the stock price of Earl's plate not only fell below the opening price in the morning, but even swallowed up the previous ten days' gains!

Now, stockholders who hold Earl's shares don't even have dreams of getting rich, they may even have the idea of ​​wiping their necks on the spot!

Park Sanfei's hands were trembling, his mouth was blue and purple from trembling, and the current market value of the three stock trading certificates in his hand was only... more than 30 US dollars!

Moreover, the stock price seems to continue to fall all the way without end.Park Sanfei pressed his chest with rough hands, breathing unevenly, and felt that he was about to die: ah, ah, all my property is gone.No more, I'm going to become a pauper!Woohoo, only $30 left, my, my wife Ben!

At this time, in the silence of the trading hall filled with sorrow, someone suddenly screamed: "Who wants the stock in my hand? I bought it for $150, and now it's only selling for $40, $40!"

Such a struggling cry before dying.In the usual way, they would inevitably be ridiculed with ill intentions, but now, there are too many people who share the same disease, so, in response to the general, screams similar to this one popped out one by one.

"Who still has money? I want to sell my stock too, for only $30!"

"I sell it too. I sell it too, and mine is cheaper. Only $25!"

"Help me, I have an 80-year-old mother and a 3-year-old baby who is waiting to be fed. Some kind person bought all my stocks for $10!"

……

A huge trading hall suddenly turned into a vegetable market... Oh no, it was a refugee camp during a famine!

There are desolate cries of 'sell your sons and daughters' everywhere!

This is 'cut meat'.This is a 'cruel' part of the stock market. After today, as long as the stockholders here are not dead, May 5rd will definitely become a memory they will never forget!

However.In the crash that flew down [-] feet, even "cutting the flesh" has become an extravagant hope. There are only hawkers, but no buyers... The yelling in the trading hall is getting quieter, and at the end, everyone seems to be desperate , pursed his lips, clutched the stock trading certificate tightly, and said nothing.

The hall became deathly silent, except for the constant brushing and crackling of the big blackboard!

Well, it's always inhumane to appreciate other people's unlucky situations.

So, let's push the timeline forward a little bit...

About an hour before the opening in the afternoon, the commercial port in San Francisco suddenly became lively.

After most of San Francisco's North Port and South Port were taken away by Long Haohua, this port, which was originally only considered a medium-sized port, became the first choice for ocean-going merchant ships to enter San Francisco.

The old and new combination of the port, the expansion project has never stopped, but the available berths are full of all kinds of ocean-going cargo ships, all kinds of foreign flags are hung on the cargo ships, and the big black chimneys are inserted without aesthetic feeling. to the blue sky.

The coolies and machinery on the wharf help the owner of the freighter to load and unload cargo.

Before the hustle and bustle, the commercial port was orderly, no different from other days. After all, people who are crazy about the stock market do not represent all of San Francisco. There are some honest people who work hard and live their lives here.

The excitement was set off by a lion dance team.

A big firecracker broke the silence of the commercial port. Several "big lions" in colorful lion dance costumes rushed out from unknown corners, shook their heads, twisted their hips, and jumped up on the not-so-spacious pier.

Bang, boom, boom, boom!

Accompanying them was a team of drummers, beating hard, and immediately conveyed the festive atmosphere to the entire pier.

People who didn't know why saw it, and couldn't help but stop what they were doing, and looked curiously at the lion dance team that suddenly appeared.

Is this from Hongmen?

What a good day today, the lion dance team that usually does not appear on non-major festivals has also been dispatched!

The ship owners who are not familiar with the place may be confused by Monk Zhang Er, but the coolies on the pier are very familiar with these crazy "lions". Depend on.

It's rare to have fun together, and it's rare that these coolies don't take the opportunity to steal some leisure.

However, before these coolies approached, another group of people appeared from some hidden corner!

Wearing steel helmets and straight military uniforms, they walked out with neat steps, as if accepting a military parade.

As soon as the leading officer gave an order, they quickly dispersed and surrounded the area where the lion dance team was active, forming a large open space with a radius of several thousand square meters. .

"Where is this army? Why do you enclose such a large area?"

"Yes, how much it affects our work! Fuck, the pier is not owned by his family!"

Immediately, many coolies became dissatisfied and muttered.

"Don't talk nonsense, I know these soldiers in uniform. They are from the camp of the Spanish Expeditionary Army in the southern suburbs!"

"Ah, so it's the Spanish army, why are there yellow-skinned people in it?"

"Hey, you didn't know it when you first came here... This expeditionary force does not distinguish between races or nationalities. As long as you are good enough, you can be selected!"

"Oh. Then I'll sign up too. It's better than fighting sacks here!"

"Damn, dare to despise our anti-sack, everyone beat him!"

Among the coolies, there were still some people who knew the goods, and they immediately identified the origins of these soldiers.

Immediately after the martial law of the expeditionary army, some cargo ship owners who didn't know the truth came to protest, but the expeditionary army didn't say a word, just holding the end of the rifle in their hands.The owners of these cargo ships stopped in their chests and stopped talking.

Paralyzed, if you don't have the same knowledge as you barbaric big-headed soldiers, if it affects the handling, it will affect it for a while!

Make a fuss, make a fuss, it will be fun when you get the police!

The owners of these cargo ships slandered unhappily.

Unfortunately, the police never came.But a group of people came...Reporters!

The lion dance team had just rested, and the reporters were like flies opening the toilet door.Do not understand from which corner swarming out.

The soldiers of the expeditionary army did not stop them, and let these uncrowned kings carrying cameras, paper and pens, and telephone lines (?) rush into the martial law circle, and even some soldiers followed behind.Together with the Hongmen disciples who had changed jobs from drummers, they rolled up their sleeves and built a simple stage next to the lion dance team.

This kind of demeanor is like welcoming a big shot!

When the guns and short cannons are placed, the cargo ship owner and the coolies are waiting eagerly.The Lord has finally made his debut.

The scorching sun at noon shines down unobstructed, so the trade pier is actually quite hot. At this moment, an unknown wind suddenly blows... A black car with a surface as smooth as a mirror reflecting dazzling light does not know where it came from. It drove over from which corner, riding the wind all the way, elegant and stylish!

The lines of the car are smooth (in the eyes of people of this era), and a three-pointed star is erected directly in front of the front of the car, changing colorful lights (sunlight diffraction), as glorious as a royal family.

'Beep——', amidst the roar of its own motor, the black car honked its horn, which was no less decibel than the siren of a freighter. Just like that, it attracted everyone's attention.

'Papa...', there was a fluttering sound of the camera shutter, and the group of no less than 50 'journalists', while shooting wildly, showed excited and gratified smiles on their sweaty faces .

Hahaha, it really is the Earl of Beihai!

The news is correct, he really appeared here at this point in time!

This number is considered a luxurious press corps. Most of them are reporters from the San Jose Mercury News, while the other part are expatriate reporters stationed in San Francisco by several large newspapers in the eastern United States.

The strange thing is that among so many reporters, none of them belonged to the San Francisco Chronicle.

The reporter group of the San Jose Mercury News is led by Wade, the editor-in-chief. They have the largest number of people and the most complete equipment. Of course, the most beautiful scenery among the uncrowned kings naturally belongs to our beautiful and affectionate little secretary Louisa.

Louisiana wore a tulle skirt today, with soft clothing lines, high-quality fabrics, ingenious soft accessories, and superb tailoring...all of which revealed the expensive price of this short skirt that didn't cost much fabric.

As the sea breeze blew, the short skirt floated up, revealing Louisiana's plump and powerful thighs, hiss, I don't know how many men's souls around him were captured!

nnd, if I knew it, I wouldn't have asked the young master for clothes for her!The editor-in-chief Wade next to him couldn't help but curse in his stomach.

This tulle skirt is an unreleased set of 'Beach Series' by ZSS, and it is also a special reward that Wade got because of his good performance last night. He never expected that this skirt would be worn on Louisiana. How sexy and alluring.

Not to mention Wade's feelings, the expatriate reporter next to him was enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of him with great interest.

A good scene not only has beauties, but also eye-catching big news.

Since the opening of the San Francisco Exchange, major newspapers in the eastern United States have been unable to sit still. In a few days, the number of additional reporters sent to San Francisco has increased significantly.

And San Francisco seems to live up to expectations, and there are high-value and high-quality blockbuster news delivered back almost every day...

These expatriate journalists are all better than monkeys, and they quickly adapted to the local environment during the more than ten days in San Francisco.and humanities.They keenly sensed that it doesn't matter if there is no news, as long as they follow the Earl of Beihai Long Hao, it doesn't matter if they can't keep up with the Earl's whereabouts, as long as they pay attention to the movements of the reporters of the San Jose Courier News!

If you really can't even grasp the movements of the reporter of the Courier, hehe.Then there is a last resort: pay off the printing factory staff of the San Jose Courier-Journal!

Before the newspapers come out, they can extract the few words of news in them and send them back to the major newspapers they work for, and then they can exchange business!

No, after missing the news from the private salon of the Aviation Chamber of Commerce yesterday, these expatriate reporters became closer to the reporters of the Messenger News... and the hard work seems to have finally paid off. At around ten o'clock this morning, they received The mysterious note said that at the commercial port in the afternoon, the Lord Earl of Beihai is likely to appear!

As for the Chronicle reporter who didn't come.They may be too concerned about the treacherous exchanges, or they are not very popular, so they haven't received the small note until now, and they don't even know that at this moment, the Earl of Beihai, whom they can't find everywhere, is here. Appeared here!

The Mercedes-Benz car stopped in front of the simple platform that had just been set up, and Long Hao, who was dressed in formal attire, got out of the car and helped Ai Shili and Yuan'er out in a gentlemanly manner.One man and two women, a combination of Chinese and Western.Papapa...the murder of a lot of films again!

Long Hao's experience in dealing with the media is unrivaled in the world. He was full of energy, smiling, nodded and said: "Thank you for waiting, the weather is so hot, you must be exhausted... But. The honor of the nobility assures you that your wait will be worth it!"

After finishing speaking, Long Hao strolled up to the stage with the two angelic beauties in his arms.

At this time, the soldiers of the expeditionary force also took action.Hulala, separated the reporters from the simple table and created a safe private space for Long Hao.

The scene quickly quieted down, and the lion dance team, which was still jubilant and jumping just now, also put away their outfits, stopped their flags and drums, and stood quietly on the side.

At this moment, it seems that there is only the handsome Earl of Beihai left in the world, and the amazing focus of the audience is also on Ai Shili and Yuan'er.

One thing, one thing, didn't these three people suck up all the aura around them?

How can it be so attractive? !

Louisiana angrily pulled down the short skirt to cover a piece of her thigh again, and said bitterly: This Earl of Beihai always takes a woman with him wherever he goes. Is it a matter of mourning (loss of demeanor)?

Thinking about it, hating it, Louisiana, as the "Flower Girl" of the San Jose Courier-Journal, according to the plan, is going to be the first to ask questions on behalf of all the reporters at this time. Therefore, as a professional, she only took a second to answer the question. Putting on a bright and flawless smile, he walked up: "Hi, my lord, I'm Louisiana, a reporter from the San Jose Mercury News, and I interviewed you last night! Well, I would like to ask, why are you here?" Appearing at the commercial dock at this time? Also, we heard that some newspapers maliciously slandered you, saying that you are in financial crisis, do you know if there is such a thing?"

Louisiana's question represented the aspirations of most of the reporters present. They were very curious whether the legendary Earl of Beihai, who made a fortune, was really as said in the extra account at noon: the check for 3000 million was rejected by the Rothschild Bank. ?

"Hehe, rumors stop at wise men!"

The expression on Long Hao's face was still smiling like a spring breeze, he opened his hands like he was embracing the world: "Why, do you look like an unlucky man who is about to go bankrupt?"

"Hahaha...it's not like, it's not like..."

Long Hao's words aroused the kind responses of many reporters in the audience.

This is not surprising, the Courier newspaper is Wade's one-acre three-point land, and it is normal to arrange some entrustments.

Otherwise, why would we need to dispatch so many reporters today?

However, an expatriate reporter with a high nose and yellow eyes asked a question: "My lord, I am a reporter from the New York Times. I have the same question as this Ms. Louisiana. Ahem, please answer directly. You have been attacked by Roth Chai. Is the news that the Deutsche Bank refused to accept it true or false?"

The "New York Times" is a loyal dog raised by the Morgan consortium, and news about Long Hao's bad luck has always been their most delicious 'bones'.

"Don't you understand what I mean? This is a complete rumor!"

Long Hao closed his smile, straightened his face, and said, "I can tell you clearly that my company and I have never fallen into any financial crisis! As for the refusal to cash the check by the Rothschild Bank, it is even more serious. It was fabricated by some villains with ulterior motives! When I heard the news, I felt ridiculous at first. How could Mr. Kant Rothschild, the top person in charge of many large banks, commit such a crime? Such a low-level mistake? Rejecting a legitimate withdrawal request from a customer without a valid reason... Isn’t this tantamount to suicide like some newspapers report false news?”

Long Hao's words pointed directly at the "San Francisco Chronicle" without naming names, accusing the other party of making a false report and digging his own grave.

The "New York Times" is not the only newspaper that is not very friendly to Long Hao, or can't understand the beauty of an oriental man. No, just after Long Hao's voice fell, a white reporter waved a chronicle newspaper with pictures and texts. Shouted: "I am a reporter from the Philadelphia Inquirer. May I ask if Mr. Earl has read this extra issue? What do you think of the statement issued by Mr. Rothschild? Could it be that his autograph is also Is it fake?"

The extra issue of the San Francisco Chronicle photocopied the full text of Kant's statement and published it on a full page. The handwriting on it did not look like a forgery. (To be continued..)

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