Reborn in America, I'm serious about making money.

Jack Manigan Fund has been quite active lately, using its stock holdings as collateral to borrow money from banks to purchase a batch of corporate bonds, which can be converted into equity, as well as another batch of bonds.

In their company's words, they no longer short internet companies because they've made too much money, and are now starting to make prudent investments, such as buying bonds from many countries and corporate bonds from some internet companies.

"Haha... This year, our bonuses will double!" Jack waved his hands wildly in the conference room, looking almost manic. Jack's company now had over a hundred people, and they were all equally eccentric.

Driven by the lure of money, people often lose sight of their true selves.

Today their profits have reached an astonishing three billion dollars. After the dividend payout, Jack himself took three billion dollars. The company still has even more cash, most of which belongs to investors.

His prudent investment approach was approved by the investors; he also used his dividends to buy bonds, since the company would reimburse his expenses, which was one of his benefits and could also be tax-deductible.

Portfolios like Jack's have recently become very popular on Wall Street because they've found that they don't dare to buy the dip in the internet sector, and other stocks are currently very high. In this situation, they've found that US Treasury bonds, corporate bonds, junk bonds, and bonds issued by other countries have become their preferred options.

This is also why recent news reports in some Wall Street financial magazines and newspapers about encouraging these funds to buy US Treasury bonds have had an effect.

It seems that many funds operate this way, so the operation of Jack Manigan Fund seems quite normal, not only normal, but also in line with the general trend.

Jack instructed his assistant to put all the contracts in the company safe and then left. The assistant, carrying a thick file folder, didn't go to the safe but instead took out his phone and made a call.

"Could you help me move some documents?"

The assistant put down the phone, a smile appearing on his lips.

Soon, several people came in and, with great coordination, packed the securities into a cardboard box, along with a number of contracts. Jack was completely unaware of this; he trusted his assistant implicitly, and the assistant was capable of handling most things.

The people who came in were from the courier company. After packing the items, they left with several boxes.

A small truck was already waiting there; it wasn't just Jack Fund, but other funds as well, who had also sent out a batch of packages.

Such scenes are commonplace throughout the Twin Towers; they are so common that they are hardly surprising.

"We have several meetings next Tuesday to discuss the new investment plan in detail."

It was Friday, and he was fully prepared to visit his new girlfriend for a relaxing and enjoyable weekend. For the past two years, he had felt as if his life had been given a cheat code, and he had become the protagonist of this world, a close relative of the God of Fortune on Wall Street. Everything seemed like a dream.

Jack Manigan retired early; as a fund manager, isn't that a given?

He went to the supermarket and bought a lot of food, mainly canned goods, as well as some ham and other items, intending to fully enjoy this hard-won peaceful weekend. In the past two days, he had no intention of stepping out of his room at all.

This new girlfriend was so alluring that he couldn't resist her, and he even started planning to get married.

This weekend, many people, especially fund managers, had a great time and planned to skip work on Monday and return to work on Tuesday. The market is currently stagnant.

It's not just these managers; the people at these fund companies are also living a life of decadence and debauchery.

On Monday morning, sunlight streamed through the curtains onto the office floor, creating dappled patterns of light and shadow.

However, this did not awaken the employees. They sat at their workstations, their eyes glazed over, as if still lost in the sweet dreams of the weekend. Some people's heads would droop from time to time, only to be suddenly jolted awake; some rested their chins on their hands, their eyes wandering; and others stared blankly at their computer screens, without any reaction.

The office was filled with a somber atmosphere, broken only occasionally by the sounds of typing and mouse clicking.

Monday passed by like that, and on Tuesday morning, Jack came to work, and everyone was in good spirits.

"Today we'll finalize the plans for the last quarter..."

The weather is nice today. New York is one of the world's biggest tourist destinations.

"Oh, what did I just see?"

Some things still happened...

On September 11, 2001, terrorists hijacked four U.S. commercial airliners, two of which crashed into the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center in New York City…

According to reports, on the morning of September 11, 2001, at approximately 9:4 AM (Eastern Time), four U.S. commercial airliners were involved in an attack. Two of the planes crashed into the Twin Towers in New York City, causing both buildings to collapse. The remaining five buildings of the World Trade Center were also damaged or collapsed. Around 9:5 AM, one of the hijacked planes crashed into the Ten and a Half Building in Washington, D.C., causing partial structural damage and collapse. The other plane crashed in an open area in Pennsylvania.

Following the 9/11 attacks, military forces across the United States were placed on high alert.

"My God, what am I seeing?"

The audio playing on the computer was footage of the Twin Towers collapsing, taken by tourists in New York at the time. Intermittent sounds came through, mostly from the tourists expressing shock and disbelief.

"This is America, how could this be?"

"No, I don't believe it, it's too terrible."

"Ah~~"

Screams and strange shrieks filled the background noise.

Zhang San then opened another screen, a shot from a different angle. In this screen, a large amount of smoke was rising, and even more screams could be heard.

Zhou Huimin, who was standing next to him, said, "This place looks familiar, it seems like New York. Who's filming a disaster movie in New York again? This movie doesn't seem to have special effects; it's very realistic."

"Is it possible that this is really true?"

Zhang San exited the full-screen mode, and the computer screen displayed the message: "Shocking! The Twin Towers..."

"It's really true! That's unbelievable. North America is terrifying."

Hehe... You were scared? You don't need to say that with such a blank expression, do you? So fake.