Wu Yaolin jumped up and said loudly, but suddenly he felt dizzy, and he felt evil in his heart. His legs went weak and he fell down, staring at his eyes and his face was deathly pale.

Ma Guoliang was so frightened that his fingertips were cold. He rushed forward, grabbed Wu Yaolin's middle man with one hand, and pulled his hair with the other. In his hurry, no one came to help. When he was doing a lot of things in a panic, luckily someone came from beside him.

I hired an agent, who was calm and quick-witted. When he saw a glass of cold water next to him, he sprayed Wu Yaolin in the face.

Stirred by the cold water, Wu Yaolin's eyes moved and he spit out a bunch of thick phlegm.

"Throw it out quickly——"

Wu Yaolin opened his eyes wide and said the same sentence.

"Quick! Throw it out!"

When Wu Yaolin fainted, the same scene was playing out in the Shanghai Stock Exchange. However, compared to the Lianyungang Stock Exchange, where there was still some laughter, the place was already in chaos, with shouts and shouts everywhere.

"Pull" is different from Lianyungang. Although Shanghai is subordinate to Jiangsu, there are many companies from North China listed here. What's more important is that compared to Lianyungang, Shanghai is more biased towards stock trading. Because of its

There are a large number of banks and money houses gathered together, so they pay more attention to public bond speculation. Naturally, in this case, there is a lot of shouting and selling.

With the massive sell-off, construction bonds, which have been the most popular in the past year, fell rapidly like falling from a building. In this sharp decline, tens of millions of assets evaporated, and in such a decline,

The faces of the wealthy agents, who were originally full of energy, turned pale little by little. Their hearts settled heavily on their chests, suppressing their breathing. Everyone looked at the sharp decline in a daze.

of public bond prices….

throw!

It seems that on this day, this became the only word in the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

When there was a commotion in the Shanghai Stock Exchange, opposite the Bund, in an office on the 24th floor of the top floor of the newly built Shanghai Branch of Huaihai Commercial and Savings Bank, Zhou Zuomin came from Beijing last night.

But he adjusted his glasses frame and raised the corners of his lips slightly from time to time.

The Emperor is worthy of his hard work!

While saying these words, he still had a smile on his lips. Almost as soon as the Prime Minister was attacked, he made a special trip to Tianjin to visit the Prime Minister.

With the Prime Minister, he was convinced of his guess. Just as he had expected after receiving the news, the Prime Minister also believed that it was not Yuan Shikai or some people with ulterior motives who did it, and the Prime Minister had no intention of breaking with the Presidential Office. In this case

Only then did he propose to the Prime Minister. Taking advantage of the financial turmoil caused by this favorable opportunity, he looted the Shanghai financial community! To be precise, it was a looting of foreign financial speculative capital.

It seems now that it is at least half successful.

"As long as it falls..."

Suddenly, the phone rang. The phone rang in a very anxious tone.

Listening to the ringing of the phone, Zhou Zuomin quickly picked up the phone. He knew that it must be the traders in the exchange who were reporting on the market situation. When he picked up the receiver, his hand couldn't help but tremble with excitement; he

He took a deep breath, then said "Hello", and then held his breath to listen to the life-or-death report.

Listening to the voice on the phone, his eyebrows straightened, the look in his eyes became even more dazzling, and then he actually smiled again.

"Oh, - has it fallen again! - Oh! Has it fallen to forty and a half cents? - Hey, hey! - What a pity! - It seems that those people are still prepared to hold on? Oh - Hartung plans to

Throw out another two million?——Oh..."

After scooping up the receiver and pondering for a moment, Zhou Zuomin knew that this was Hartung, the Shanghai tycoon, testing the waters, and his face suddenly darkened again.

Now is not the time.

"Release another ten million. Remember, you must create a false impression and make the movement bigger. Do you understand?"

As soon as he put down the phone, Zhou Zuomin couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Finance is also a war, and the most important reason for this battle is to regain China's financial power. Now China's financial center is Shanghai.

The financial center of Shanghai is the concession. It is the foreign banks headed by HSBC in the concession. It is also the Jewish tycoons in the concession. They have hundreds of millions of yuan in capital in their hands. In the past year, these capitals have promoted

With China Construction Bonds and other securities soaring, this apparent financial prosperity is actually a dose of poison.

While Chinese companies took advantage of the blessings of the European War and worked desperately to build industrial factories and develop their own economy, these foreign banks and wealthy Jewish businessmen used the wealth plundered in China over the past few decades to stimulate the abnormal prosperity of China's securities market, and they

The ultimate goal is to plunder the wealth of China's industrial industry with hidden evil intentions.

No matter what, it must be?p

Stop them. Fortunately, sometimes, all of this can be manipulated...?p

At this moment, the phone rang again, still so urgent!

Because he had already made a plan in his mind, even though he was nervous, Zhou Zuomin would not panic because of the ringing of the phone. He scooped up the receiver with his hand and his movements were very firm.

Listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, it was still calling from the exchange, so he called back:

"——Oh, oh, just say it! It doesn't matter! Just say it!"

Zhou Zuomin, who was listening to the phone, suddenly changed his expression and shouted sharply:

"What! Has it increased? - Someone took advantage of us to lower the price and jumped in! - Oh! Is it a new account? Who is it? Who is it? - Yeah! Oh! It's okay, don't worry, the Prime Minister gave it to us

10 million yuan in public debt, 20 million yuan was lent out...”….

Paida!

The moment he hung up the phone, Zhou Zuomin took a sharp step back, fell on the sofa, stared, and kept breathing.

Although he sounded very confident on the phone, for this war, the Prime Minister scooped up his private money - up to 10 million yuan in construction bonds, plus the bank's bonds, if sold at once, it would be enough to shock the market

, but he can't attack too hard, after all,

"Damn foreign devils!"

After cursing, Zhou Zuomin walked to the window again and looked across the Huangpu River at the concession that was more prosperous than before. There were too many vampires living there, but now, he had to fight with

They fight to the death.

Outside the window, there was a roaring wind, and the heavy rain in late spring hit the glass of the window, making soft noises from time to time. Looking at the rain, Zhou Zuomin smiled ferociously and said loudly:

"This is just the beginning, I want to see it this time..."

The phone finally rang again. He picked up the phone and listened to the voice on the phone. Zhou Zuomin raised his eyebrows and smiled on his face.

"Oh, it dropped by fifty-six cents. Hartung couldn't help it anymore. How much did he sell? Six million. Is there any movement in the new account? No movement? Should we take it? Don't take it yet. Wait a minute. It's not the time yet.
Chapter completed!