Chapter 31 The first handshake (1)
On December 21, Christmas is getting closer, but there is no warm celebration atmosphere in Germany, and the situation has become increasingly serious: France and Belgium have refused to mediate between Britain and the United States twice, firmly saying that if they cannot get all compensation before December 31, they will use all means, including force, to claim it themselves. The Italian government has issued a statement and persuaded both sides to "maintain mutual restraint and avoid the situation from expanding", nothing else can work.
Stimulated by this severe situation, Mark's exchange rate has fallen steadily and approached the 10,000 mark, and breaking through is just around the corner. Contini's position took advantage of the opportunity to partially close the position, and then took more than 3 million US dollars back to Italy. Now he is the youngest multi-millionaire on earth.
He knew that the exchange rate would fall again, but when the day of the plunge, the foreign exchange earned would not only fail, but also be liquidated. He gradually closed his positions and transferred them one after another to avoid arousing suspicion. In order to avoid arousing suspicion, Antonio let some funds flow directly into the United States - it looked more like the method of a Jewish financial speculator.
The purchase of stocks in the US market was very smooth. General Motors bought more than 800,000 yuan, American Radio bought more than 700,000 yuan, and other large stocks also bought some of them, and they collected a total of 2 million US dollars in market value - the US stock market was still falling in an inertia. Contini asked to buy the stocks he lost 3% in a few days, but he didn't care. He asked to continue to buy and cherish this last good time of bottom-up accumulation.
Du Hei finally finished his inspection in Germany and returned to China. When he passed by Munich, Contini suddenly remembered something and asked Du Hei for leave, saying that he wanted to buy some Christmas gifts and went home to give them to his family and colleagues in the Youth League.
Du Hei nodded and smiled: Young people who go abroad still think that other people are always good. Putting aside family background and learning, Calais is not bad just because of being a little slick, and is much more reliable than other young Italians. So he agreed to stay for a day, and he continued to improve the manuscript of "Theory of Air Supremacy" and let the young master go out for a big purchase.
Stepping on the cold and somewhat bleak streets of Munich, Contini took a deep breath, grabbed a newspaper boy, handed over a $10 note, and asked: "Please do a favor, help me find the event or gathering place for the German National Socialist Workers' Party. I want to find someone. If you can do it, this $10 is yours."
The newspaper boy was annoyed that someone would hold him back, but when he saw $10, his eyes became eager - $10 was worth the hard work of his 10-day work: "Sir, who are you looking for?"
"Mr. Adolf Hitler or Mr. Hermann William Goring." Contini spoke very well in German, especially when he posted these two names very clearly.
"I can do this, but can I give me the reward first?"
"No problem!" Contini laughed and stuffed $10 into the other party's hands, "Take me over."
"A little farther away, do you need to take a carriage?"
"Okay, let's go..."
Following the newspaper boy's instructions, the carriage took Contini to a somewhat remote bar entrance: "Sir, they often gather here. Today there will be a speech, and several people will give speeches on stage...No, it has begun."
"You seem to be familiar with their situation?"
"I have heard Mr. Hitler's speech several times, and it was very good, which made us feel at the heart. Unfortunately, I am not old enough and cannot join the party."
Contini smiled: "It will be fine in a few years. It's okay to join the party regardless of order. Just have this intention. If you agree with the party's program and recognize a leader who can follow, what's the point of being a party member?"
The newspaper boy's eyes lit up: "Thank you sir, your words made me suddenly clear. I wish you a happy Christmas in advance!"
Contini pushed open the door of the bar, and a strange and familiar voice floated over: "...The problem we are facing now is very clear, that is, this weak, incompetent, and corrupt bourgeois government cannot lead Germany forward and cannot give the people the order they need. Work, they surrender to France and Belgium's diplomatic pressure, dare not let go and mobilize the people, always fantasize about holding Britain and the American thighs can solve the problem; internally, surrender to the power of Jewish capitalists, cruelly exploiting the working people, infringing on our interests, and cater to those extremely conservative reactionaries who suppress the working class. As a political party of the German working class, our party must hold high the banner and make a difference in this crisis...
… Recently, the market mark exchange rate has dropped sharply, inflation is becoming increasingly serious, people’s interests have been seriously damaged, and the already extremely meager family property and salary have evaporated rapidly, but capitalists and speculators have made a fortune in this storm. I heard a rumor that a member of a Jewish speculative financial family and his agent are engaged in currency speculation in Frankfurt. This person alone swept away 100 billion marks (equivalent to 10 million US dollars) from currency fluctuations. Others can imagine…”
Looking up, the iconic face, eye-catching mustache, and exaggerated and vivid speeches all showed that they were the head of state. Contini subconsciously touched his nose. He seemed to be him just now. Fortunately, he reported the Jewish sign - he applauded his false routine in his heart.
"...These borers in these countries have not only not been liquidated in November, but have become more and more severe... We must resist them... The recent success of the Italian revolution has given me great inspiration and encouragement. I think the most important point is to unite, and the people, especially the working class, must fight hard... The united German people are invincible... In order to devote themselves to this vigorous revolutionary activity, our party now needs to raise some funds, please donate enthusiastically, comrades!"
Soon, someone carried the pallet to collect donations in turn. Contini saw it clearly. Most of them were 1,000 marks with a denomination value of 2,000 marks, and only a very small part was 10,000 marks (equivalent to the salary of an ordinary worker a day). The pallet soon arrived in front of Contini. He thought for a while and asked, "I don't have many marks on my hands. Can I use other currencies to replace them?"
The party member who collected the donations thought he wanted to shirk his disdain, but he was still very polite: "It's OK, sir, any amount of donations is strongly supported by our party."
Contini smiled slightly, took out $100 and put it on the tray, and pointed to Hitler, who had just finished his speech on the stage and was resting: "Can you invite that gentleman over? I want to have a drink with him. If the negotiations are well, I can donate more."
At first, the other party disagreed, and after seeing clearly that it was $100, I couldn't help but be surprised, because it was equivalent to 1 million marks, which was more than all the other donations he received today. He hurriedly said, "No problem, sir. This is Mr. Adolf Hitler, who is the leader of my party. I'll report it. He should be happy to chat with a generous gentleman."
"The leader, a gentleman donated $100 to us. He asked you to have a drink. If the chat is pleasant, he is willing to donate some more."
Before Hitler could speak, Strasser, the No. 2 person in the party, muttered: "What does this guy treat us like? Does the drink girl?"
Hermann Goring stood behind Hitler, his face became unfair. Of course, he knew Strasser was taking advantage of the situation, not because he couldn't drink with the donor, but because the other party didn't ask him and asked Hitler to ask him for a name and made him unhappy.
Chapter completed!