Seeing the 600,000 gold coins spent, Katya's expression remained calm, but cold sweat broke out in her palms, and she couldn't help but suffer from gains and losses: if Roland's news was wrong, or something happened on the battlefield at sea, all the bills worth more than 10 million gold coins would become waste paper, and the only thing waiting for the Yangbo family was bankruptcy was the most tragic ending.
Also feeling the benefits and losses of the status quo is Jonathan.
The impetuous fat man sometimes stood up and walked around, sometimes rubbed around on the sofa, and finally couldn't help but ask Campbell: "The 600,000 gold coins are almost gone, what kind of trick do you think Katya will do next?"
Campbell crossed his arms over his chest, stared fixedly at the bleak sunset outside the window, and after a long time spoke: "Jonathan, guess where these 600,000 gold coins came from." ” "It's from the airship."
"Where did the airship come from?"
"Well, presumably borrowed from other city-states."
Jonathan scratched his head.
"In such a situation, which city-state is willing to lend such a huge sum of money to Baiou Harbor, it is not afraid of being lost" "That's what I'm talking about," Jonathan thought in thought, furrowing his brow.
Campbell pulled the corners of his mouth, and a hint of expression appeared on his ice-like cold face that could barely be regarded as a smile: "Since Baiou Harbor can still borrow money, it means that the situation is not incorrigibly bad, wait and see, I am sure that there will always be a turnaround."
He stood up, "I'll go out for a cigarette and we'll talk later." ” "Well, I'm relieved to hear your analysis like this."
Jonathan retracted into the couch and lifted his legs to continue flipping through the newspaper that didn't have anything new.
Private Lieutenant watched Campbell's back disappear into the staircase leading to the rooftop, hesitated, and finally made up his mind to tell Jonathan the truth.
Jonathan is his old commander, and after retiring, he did not change his sailor style, he bragged about himself on weekdays, loved wine and gambling infinitely, and always looked complacent, but he was a warm-hearted and good man, and he had nothing to say to his friends, and there was no man in the world who was more righteous than him, so the "private" felt that he had an obligation to remind the old chief that he could not watch this good-hearted fat man be kicked into the crematorium.
He walked up to Jonathan, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "I am touched by the depth of your friendship with Mr.
Campbell, sir, but may I remind you that there is a possibility, even the slightest chance, that Mr.
Campbell is selling bonds behind his back, and he is just fooling those who have been kept in the dark to take over."
Jonathan looked up at him with disgust, "What nonsense are you talking about, Campbell is an honest man, I have confidence in him, even if it turns out that the bond in my hand turns into a pile of waste paper in the end, I will accompany Campbell to the end." ” "Mr.
Campbell is a successful stockbroker, and we all know that he manages wealth for several institutions at the same time, the largest of which is the ruling family of the three city-states of Cold Spring, Tana and Rowa, how do you feel about that?"
the trader carefully suggested.
Jonathan smiled proudly, "My friend has won the favor of the nobles of various states with his outstanding talents, which proves that his investment vision is trustworthy. ” The trader sighed, and made a more explicit hint in desperation: "Listen to me, Mr.
Campbell needs to be responsible to his three most powerful owners, people entrust him with a large amount of real money to buy and sell securities, and when he makes money, he will take a proportional commission, if he loses money, he has to pay a part of the compensation to those nobles in accordance with the terms of the contract, otherwise he will have to eat lawsuits, don't want to mix in this industry in the future, but you see, now this hall is full of countless selling orders, except for a few crazy people who are obsessed with money, of course I don't mean you, I mean, Miss Katya and the two college students, who come here once in a while, and spend an hour or two picking and choosing like an old woman buying vegetables at the market, and buying some of the lowest discounted bills, but it doesn't help at all, and people are eager to cash in all the bills in their hands and put them in their pockets, and I guess Mr.
Campbell has the same concern, that he has too many bills in his hand, and if the current state of affairs continues to depreciate, he will have to pay for the client's shortfall, which is a lot of money, enough to bankrupt him.
So his biggest headache now is how to sell these hot potatoes as soon as possible. ” Jonathan impatiently dropped the newspaper, glared at him and scolded: "You bastard, can you be more refreshed and what does it have to do with me that you say this nonsense?"
"Alas, Mr.
Jonathan, what else do you want me to say, if a man is in a hurry to cash out the bills in his hand, of course he cannot tell his friends that these fancy pieces of paper are depreciating, on the contrary, he must coax others into believing that it is profitable to hold these notes, and coax others to take these bombs from him that may explode at any time, and I will say the rest."
"Okay, you private, you've gone around in such a big circle, don't you just want to say that Campbell is lying to me, I don't believe your nonsense, just like Campbell said, the situation seems to be very bad at first glance, but opportunities are always hidden in the crisis, now is a good opportunity to take the bottom, just wait for our fleet to defeat the pirates, everything will change dramatically" "What if our fleet is defeated by pirates and loses this war" "Bastard, how can you say that, don't forget, you were once a glorious sailor" Jonathan jumped up in anger, and was about to teach this "private" a hard lesson, when the door of the trading hall was suddenly slammed open, and a man stumbled in, waving a newspaper and shouting hysterically: "The pirates retreated, the evening newspaper headline, the monster island fleet was defeated by our coast guard" "What nonsense are you talking about, the evening newspaper was published at seven o'clock, and it's only half past six" "Damn, a bunch of idiots, you still want to speculate on your brains, Lao Tzu is a newspaper editor, and this is the copy of the evening newspaper in my hand."
There was a dead silence in the hall, and countless faces were stunned.
Katya let out a sigh of relief, a smile on her tired face.
Now that she was sure that the Yangbo family had survived, and had made a fortune with a total face value of nearly 20 million yuan of various securities bills that she had recovered at an average price of less than two percent, where else in the world could there be a more lucrative deal The silent hall suddenly became commotion again, and everyone frantically called for traders to buy securities, but it was too late, and all the sell orders were emptied in an instant, and the blackboard, which had been as clean as a beggar's dinner plate a minute before, was quickly filled with buy orders, going from one extreme to the other Each speculator seems to be rational and clever in speech and demeanor, but when they gather, the overall level of intelligence will drop bizarrely and dramatically, and degenerate into a single-celled animal called the "rabble", which is large and sluggish, unable to think calmly, only blindly responsive, and they are unwilling or afraid to answer the question: what is the point of doing this kind of follow-up now, and who can be expected to complete the deal with you: