Jiang Zhihan was a little surprised. The old man seemed to be telling him his secrets. Although he and Paul got along well, they thought they were not familiar with him. He kept a smile on his face and sat there without saying a word.

Paul continued to tell his story on his own, "I was at the time. After I returned home from Phoenix, I went to the library to check some information. It turned out that there was a small listed company, Tsca, and it was in the industry that JNJ wanted to enter. However, in the article WSJ, its name was never mentioned. People said that when I first tried the waters, I was the most courageous. This was really good. At that time, I thought to myself, that bastard Frank would not remember that I saved his life in more than ten years, right? If he dared to lie to me, after I lost my pants, I would have a gun and fucked the soft boy in New York. In short, I raised some money everywhere and invested all my old capital into Tsca."

Jiang Zhihan shrugged and said relaxedly: "Then you must have bet right?"

Paul said: "About three months after entering, Tsca has been slowly falling, and at most it fell by about ten percentage points. I ordered a ttzw365. In addition to the stocks, I also entered some options. This... is my first pot of gold in the stock market."

Jiang Zhihan smiled, detrading in private is everywhere, and it is suitable for everyone. He thought to himself that if the old man dares to tell him, he will not be afraid of being investigated. If there is no evidence, it will be so many years later that the sex c is probably unwilling to care about such bad things.

He smiled, "It is a great quality for us to repay kindness."

Paul shrugged, "That was the beginning of my boarding the pirate ship. But then, there was no such good thing. Frank's bastard was very cautious and never contacted me again. He might think that one news was enough to repay what I saved his life back then. Anyway, I began to study stock trading, entered this industry, and became a single-handed person, the smallest and smallest fish in this pool."

With a bit of cunning, the old man looked at Jiang Zhihan, "Last time you told me the story of your friend taking over the Chinese stock market. In my opinion, it was probably your kid who did it himself. If it weren't for doing it yourself, I wouldn't have known so much in detail."

Jiang Zhihan grinned, as a default. It was like two thieves sharing each other's secrets, and it was a testimony to the further close relationship.

Paul picked up the beer mug, took a big mouthful, and said, "Daniel, share with you my understanding of this society. Any system, and the materialized institution that embodies this system, is always in the hands of a few people, no matter what its intentions were when it was established. There are no exceptions in ancient and modern times, and of course, the degree will be different. What is the first thing the system needs to do to promote one thing? It is publicity, or to put it bluntly, it is brainwashing. No matter what is good or bad,

Whether it is half good and half bad, or it is good to some people, it must be promoted as extremely noble and correct. It doesn’t matter if someone doesn’t believe it, as long as most people believe it. Let me give you an example. When you enter North Korea, you want to save the Korean people from the fire and fire. And we are also going to save the Korean people. The most interesting thing is that, whether it is your people or our people, most of them believed in that noble character at that time, right?"

He put down his wine glass and continued, "Same, let's talk about Wall Street. Every time the stock market plummets, the media will turn Wall Street propaganda into the source of sin. Bankers are vampires who eat people and don't spit bones. Right? Yes, right, not right. Overall, Wall Street is very useful for the country and economic development. History has proved that here generally provides the most effective channel to control funds. Without it, there will be no rapid economic development without the hegemony of the United States. But are bankers sucking blood?

What about ghosts? Of course... I've said this far, and go back to the topic I want to talk about. There are generally several types of people in this world. The first category is what the system advocates, and they will seriously believe in it. Even if they are victims, they will still shake the flag and shout. If someone opposes, they will want to eat the person alive. Sadly, this category is usually a large number, or even the majority. The second category of people is smarter. They will not believe in those lies, and they generally know that the cruelty of the propaganda is

But they firmly believe that they cannot change anything and are unwilling to take risks to change anything. There are many people in this category, and their education level is usually relatively high. I call them submissive people. Then, it is the third category. They see this system clearly, so they are determined to make profits from it. There are some small differences here. Some are determined to become part of the system, or even the part holding power. The other part, they are unwilling to fully rely on it.

That system wants to be out of it, but still wants to use it for its own use. In my opinion, you and I are both people in this group. But no matter what, this group of people is considered vested interests of the system. Of course, there are fourth types of people, who are naive or fearless or gamblers, of course very few can succeed. They want to completely overthrow the existing system. As for the reconstruction after overthrowing, they usually think little or only have a utopian concept. They are called revolutionaries."

Paul continued his long speech, "Daniel, you... are a very smart guy, so you can become the third type of person in your twenties. I am different from you, I am walking step by step. When I was in my twenties, I was the first type of person, and I firmly believed that my country was extremely great and glorious, and we were saving the whole world. It was not until I came back from Vietnam that I evolved into the second type. Damn, all this is nothing more than a dispute of interests, and we are the kind of chess game you are

The pawns who crossed the river in the play were just a cannon fodder. But at that time I felt powerless to do anything about reality, even though I thought I had seen through everything. My comrades were disabled and received a little bit of money from the Ministry of Veterans, which was not enough to go to Mexico to prostitute a few wives. Drink some bad wine and live a life of waiting for death. I was better, but I just had to spend some food and clothing, and I was always begging for food all day. It took another twenty years before I slowly got into this third type of person. But do you think I was proud of it?"

He made a disdainful expression and said a little crazy about the young man: "Bah! This is my answer..."

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Chapter completed!