The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Zhao Chuanxin sincerely told Fritz Heinze to stop before it was too late. It was all Thomas W. Lawson and Jesse Livermore.

While Fritz Heinze was driving up the stock price, Thomas W. Lawson and Jesse Livermore were also slowly releasing their shares.

Zhao Chuanxin did not lie, they had already earned enough at this time.

Moreover, he will indeed bring Rebecca Levi to the celebration banquet, but if it is not the celebration banquet here, it is open to question.

Fritz Heinze said unhappily: What do you call this? What do you mean by making enough? We have just begun! Okay, step back, and remember to take Rebecca with you tonight, otherwise Don’t come to the celebration party.”

He was so proud that he didn't even bother to hide his intentions.

Absolutely... Zhao Chuanxin agreed quickly.

This is destined to be a crazy day in financial history.

If the collapse caused by the San Francisco earthquake last year could be said to be a natural disaster, this year's financial crisis is definitely a man-made disaster.

Not long after, a very stylish man also came.

This man is clean-shaven and middle-aged, but he still maintains a good figure.

He was wearing an expensive suit, holding a civilized stick in his hand, and was followed by two followers who looked alike.

When Zhao Chuanxin looked at his face, he always felt like a rabbit.

Who is this?

The white-collar worker whispered: Ice King, Charles Morse.

Zhao Chuanxin thought that the probability of a Yankee with the same name was too high.

For example, Morgan is also called John, Rockefeller is also called John, and both of them are called John.

The name Charles has the same name as the police detective he killed.

He said cheerfully: It's good. All the top guys on the list are here together. I don't think it's hard not to win this PK.

The white-collar worker was puzzled: How much money can you win? You still have to watch them perform.

Brother, you are right. I am just waiting for them to show their real skills. Zhao Chuanxin patted the white-collar worker on the shoulder.

The white-collar worker shook his head: Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you, today I will raise the stock price of United Copper to the sky!

Zhao Chuanxin returned to his chair and leaned back comfortably, crossed his legs, played with the scepter of salvation in his hand, and muttered: There is a cloud in the northwest sky, and the crow falls into the phoenix group. The room is full of heroes. , who is the king and who is the minister...

While Fritz Heinze was driving up United Copper's stock price, he was telling the short sellers not to complain.

These days, United Copper's share price has risen from $34 to $39 at the opening this morning.

By noon, United Copper's share price rose from US$39 to US$45.

Retail investors on street exchanges and the New York Stock Exchange went crazy, and short sellers were dumbfounded.

The stock price rise in the past few days was still on a normal curve, rising and falling.

But today, the stock price of United Copper seems to have been equipped with an engine, and it is going straight up. Where is the wavy line?

Even at noon, there were only people who went out to buy food and distributed it, and no one left the table.

The lobster tail sandwich was handed to Zhao Chuanxian. Zhao Chuanxian looked at the cursive characters printed on the kraft paper of the package: Haha, it turned out to be fast food from the Xinghui Dining Car.

Amidst the chatter, Otto rushed out of the office: Who can tell me why the price has stopped moving at $45? What's going on?

Everyone looked at each other.

Zhao Chuanxin grinned and smiled silently.

Of course it was because his people were selling United Copper stock.

This is just the first wave.

The stocks in hand need to be divided into batches, and the stock price of $55 is the peak of the sharp sell-off.

Otto was patrolling for a week and suddenly pointed at Zhao Chuanxin and said angrily: Why are you laughing?

Is it my fault? Zhao Chuanxin shrugged and stood up with a sandwich: Then I'll go to the mailroom. What a narrow-minded bitch.

Everyone knows that Otto and Zhao Chuanxin cannot deal with each other, so no one is surprised.

After Zhao Chuanxin left, someone said, I'll go to the exchange to find out.

With that said, he picked up his coat and hurried out.

Zhao Chuanxin went to the mailroom and said to the girl working here: Everyone is passing out sandwiches outside. Go out and get one quickly. Don't let those dogs eat them up. I'll watch over it for you for a while.

The girl in the mailroom winked: You're so considerate.

What do you mean, I'm not just caring, I can be caring everywhere.

The girl sneered, twisted her butt and walked out the door.

Zhao Chuanxin stopped smiling, sat down quickly, and sent a telegram: Otto was anxious when he saw that the stock price had stagnated.

After I finished sending it, I immediately left my seat, feeling like I was a spy.

The man who went to the exchange to inquire came back and told Otto: It's Thomas W. Lawson's people. They are selling stocks. They should just close their positions normally. I saw that they stopped without selling much.

Otto's brows relaxed and he breathed a sigh of relief: Continue!

In fact, this is normal. When the stock price rises, people will naturally sell.

This is how the wavy lines on the daily limit board come from.

$45, $46, $47, $48.

When it reached $48, it couldn’t rise again.

This time, even Charles Morse couldn't sit still.

The scale of the capital pool continues to drop, and their worth is weighed on this battle.

He came out and asked: Come here, go to the nearby exchange and see what's going on?

Someone ran out again.

Came back and said, It's Thomas W. Lawson.

Otto yelled: Farke, damn son of a bitch Lawson.

Charles Morse said, I'm going to call the Yankee and I'm going to ask him what he wants to do.

Because he was afraid of alerting others, Jesse Livermore did not use leverage. Instead, he bought and sold stocks with real money, which would not easily attract attention.

Sure enough, it was wise to do so.

It was only now that it really caught their attention.

When Charles Morse came to the mailroom, he saw a Chinese man sitting on the table, teasing their mailman.

He couldn't help but be stunned, and said with a stern face: Get out.

Yes, the top brothers on the list are all uncles. Zhao Chuanxin winked at the mailman and walked to the door.

He heard Morse roar: Lawson, do you know what the hell you are doing? Are you going to fight me?

What? You didn't mean it?

Listen to your defense?

Stop it immediately, or I will take you to hell! Didn't you receive our warning? Anyone who dares to short United Copper is the enemy of Heinze and I!

Hmph, that's pretty much it.

After hanging up the phone, Charles Morse walked out of the mailroom, saw Zhao Chuanxin leaning on the door frame, and glared at him.

Walking to Otto, he asked: Who is that Chinese? Why is he so leisurely?

Otto smiled bitterly: It's not that Fritz has fallen in love with his wife.

How long has it been since you were still in love?

At this time, Fritz Heinze was personally in charge of the exchange.

Today, the major exchanges in New York are going crazy.

Just because United Copper's stocks are soaring all the way.

Short sellers cursed all day, while retail investors holding United Copper shares occasionally erupted in cheers.

It won't go up, it won't go up.

what happened?

It must be Yu Kong, it is undoubtedly Yu Kong.

Shit, it's said that it was caused by a large amount of selling.

Fritz Heinze was on the prowl.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.

It's Wall Street Bear, Jesse Livermore!

He frowned and walked over: Livermore?

Jesse Livermore turned his head in surprise: Mr. Heinze.

What are you doing here? Fritz Heinze frowned.

Jesse Livermore is known as a big short, and he's not a good sign here.

Jesse Livermore shrugged: Of course it's just trading stocks. It's just a small business. It can't compare to Mr. Heinze's work.

Just as Fritz Heinze was about to speak, a man hurried over and whispered something in Jesse Livermore's ear.

Jesse Livermore nodded to him, and the man hurried away again.

Fritz Heinze suddenly widened his eyes: I saw that man in Lawson's office. You, you, you and Lawson teamed up? Are you shorting United Copper?

You know, the turnover of people on Wall Street is very fast, maybe by chance I recruited his people.

Fritz Heinze didn't believe it.

He pointed at Jesse Livermore and said coldly: Are you against me?

He had already warned the entire Wall Street in the morning, asking short sellers to be careful.

He manipulated the stock price of United Copper with a two-pronged approach, using both money and verbal warnings.

Although Jesse Livermore was not as rich as Fritz Heinze, his character was unruly.

Especially in the financial field, he has been called a madman many times.

He said coldly: Does Mr. Heinze want to dominate Wall Street with one hand? He is looking down on everyone in the world.

Okay, okay, okay, you're so timid, right?

Jesse Livermore snorted and turned away from him.

The time came before the close.

At this time, United Copper's share price had risen to $55.

That's $3 more than historically.

Jesse Livermore cheered up and summoned everyone at the exchange: Sell, sell as much as you can!

Then, Fritz Heinze discovered that United Copper's stock price quickly fell back from $55 to $54, $53, $52...

Ah, what's going on?

The price is definitely short, and it will definitely rise.

Take advantage of this moment to buy the bottom quickly, fill up your position, and push in with your full position!

But Fritz Heinze knew what was going on.

They have no intention of inducing short positions today. Instead, they have been warning short-selling retail investors not to follow suit. Only in this way can the price rise to the greatest extent and short positions can be liquidated.

He looked at Jesse Livermore angrily and helpless.

Fortunately, the stock price closed at $51!

The Wuyangyang leeks began to walk out. They were talking a lot and their excitement was palpable.

Livermore, I think you are crazy! Fritz Heinze quickly came to Jesse Livermore who was about to leave.

At this point, Jesse Livermore no longer cares about concealing his whereabouts.

And he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to.

He sneered: I'm not the one who thinks you're crazy. Are you crazy for wanting to be the King of Wall Street? Are you really treating yourself like a dish?

Don't be complacent, even if Lawson joins you, the little money you two can't stir up the situation! Let's see!

Because of this incident, Fritz Heinze didn't even prepare a celebration party, and the battle was still far from over.