The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Rebecca Levy had never even dared to think about $150 million. It was an amount beyond recognition.

Behind her, she heard the man she and Zhao Chuanxin had scolded sneer: Bragging!

Rebecca Levi was anxious first: He won't lie, it must be true.

Look at his clothes. What kind of outfit is this? How could such a person be rich?

Rebecca Levi's face turned red and she didn't know how to defend herself. She felt that although Zhao Chuanxin's clothes were different, they were very tasteful.

At this time, Benjamin Goldberg on the other end of the phone was very calm: Oh, that's a lot. Master, what are you going to do with the money? How about we develop aircraft? We can also build ships.

Let's talk about it later. You can call Dad later and let him have some peace of mind. I'll hang up if there's nothing wrong. I'm sleepy. Zhao Chuanxin hung up the phone.

He turned around and said to the man behind him: How well do you know how to dress? Look at your fat-headed old hat, you look like a fucking mountain gun. Next time, don't wear a cowhide belt, wear a hemp rope when you go out. Damn you The old lady got under the covers and made me laugh.

The man was sprayed by him like a machine gun, his face turned red and pale and he didn't know what to say.

Rebecca Levi enjoyed watching it and felt very relieved.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin leaving, she hurriedly followed him.

After leaving the Waldorf Hotel, Zhao Chuanxin called a public carriage: Come up.

Along the way, Zhao Chuanxin didn't say much.

He was wandering around, thinking about how his apprentice would use the money.

This is a very delicate time point.

He was born in Lugang Town, which is the original Lugangling Village.

In the world at the end of 1903, three years have passed since the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China.

The Russo-Japanese War had almost zero impact on Lugang Town.

The large number of immigrants were brought about by Zhao Chuanxin on his own initiative.

Subsequently, after several rigorous checks and screenings of the population, all kinds of spies and suspicious persons were excluded, and now only our own people are left.

In the most recent world-wide war, namely World War I, China did two things: declare war on Germany and send hundreds of thousands of workers to Europe.

Declaring war on Germany is just rhetoric.

During the melee, Lugang Town was basically not affected.

In other words, if Zhao Chuanxin had not provoked the gangster in 1903, he could have rotted in a recliner for about fifteen years to accumulate strength, and then use the other fifteen years to work hard to get there.

If you think that in this era, everything must be precarious, that is pure nonsense. At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, it was just a general concept. It depends on time and place.

It is no exaggeration to say that Lugang Town is a paradise.

Many people in later generations said: Ah, this era is chaotic, this era is scary, this era must work hard, if this era does not rise, it will be over... If there is no room for ordinary people to survive, then how do you think you were born? of? Jumping out of the cracks in the rocks? Or are they all descendants of local tyrants and evil gentry?

Zhao Chuanxin thought of Jesse Livermore's words again.

He suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but grin.

His hands patted his thighs gently and rhythmically.

Rebecca Levi asked curiously: What are you happy about?

Zhao Chuanxin said casually subconsciously: I'm thinking of fighter jets flying all over the sky outside the customs.

ah?

Zhao Chuanxin realized that she didn't understand even if he told her, so he kept silent.

The rest of the journey was speechless.

After delivering it to Rebecca Levi's home, Zhao Chuanxin didn't get out of the car: Do you have any matches at home? Bring me a box.

Rebecca Levi already knew this routine, and ran home quickly with her skirt in hand. After a while, she handed him the match and whispered: I can make you a pot of tea.

It's too late, it's inconvenient. Zhao Chuanxin refused. Coachman, let's go.

Rebecca Levi stared blankly at the carriage going away.

…

From very early on, newsboys began delivering newspapers to every household.

Kang Youwei's young wife, He Zhan, took the Wall Street Journal and read it to Kang Youwei: I have never seen such crazy selling on street exchanges. United Copper's stock price has plummeted to 10 US dollars. In just two days, the brothers Fritz Heinze, the bronze king, suffered heavy losses. It turned out that Jesse Livermore and Thomas W. Lawson had already formed a secret alliance. The Bronze King and Ice King came to an end, but Jesse Livermore and Thomas W. Lawson made a lot of money. Through interviews with dozens of Wall Street brokers, I learned that Thomas W. Lawson’s team may earn more than $50 million this time...

Kang Youwei sat on the chair, the veins on the back of his hand holding the armrest exposed.

He gritted his teeth and said: 50 million US dollars? This is the wealth of the people. How could Zhao Chuanxin be so virtuous? How could he be so virtuous?

His eyes were red with jealousy. He had already learned from J.P. Morgan that Jesse Livermore was working for Zhao Chuanxin.

Why?

I cheated... no, I worked hard and was driven overseas by Cixi, and then I got some wealth.

Why did you, Zhao Chuanxian, earn more than 50 million US dollars in just two days?

The sky has no eyes!

This is because the Wall Street Journal reporter only roughly estimated the profit amount of Zhao Chuanxin's team through other people's words.

If Kang Youwei knew that Zhao Chuanxin earned more than 150 million, he would be furious.

Originally, his confidence in facing Zhao Chuanxin lay in his money.

Kang Youwei is rich!

Now, even this advantage is gone!

I, I... Kang Youwei covered his chest and his breathing became rapid.

He Zhan was startled, put down the newspaper, and went over to cheer him up: Husband, don't be excited, don't be excited...

The sky has no eyes, the sky has no eyes! Kang Youwei regained his breath, stood up excitedly, stamped his feet, his jealousy turned into grief and anger: No, I want to expose the true face of this beast, let New York... no, let the United States People, see clearly his beastly nature. This is the hard-earned money of the American people. The people of the United States will suffer when they prosper. When they die, the people will suffer. No matter where they go, they cannot suffer these people. Now I have to make the decision for the people...

He Zhan: ...

…

John Rockefeller Sr. was drinking his morning coffee and reading the newspaper.

John D. Rockefeller Jr. held the same newspaper.

He frowned: Father, if I remember correctly, Jesse Livermore is Zhao Chuanxin's exclusive trader, right?

yes!

Some upper-class people in the United States have long known the details of Zhao Chuanxin.

It's just ordinary people who are kept in the dark.

People in the upper class would not say this kind of thing because it would cause unnecessary panic.

Any game only needs to be played under the undercurrent.

John Rockefeller Jr. frowned: He actually made 50 million in this turmoil in the United Copper stock?

This amount is an amount that even John Rockefeller Jr. would envy.

John Rockefeller Sr. had a total personal assets of at least 7 to 8 billion US dollars at this time, and some people say that he now has 1 billion.

But it does not mean that the money belongs to John Rockefeller Jr. at this time.

Zhao Chuanxin is young, and he is just a reckless man who only knows how to burn, kill, and loot. How can he have 50 million US dollars in assets?

And he is Chinese, not white.

John Rockefeller Jr. was unhappy.

John Rockefeller Sr. said calmly: Maybe it's more than just these?

What? John Rockefeller Jr.'s eyes widened: Is it 100 million?

This time his face turned green.

I wish I could stab the villain with a needle in my heart and make Zhao Chuanxin bankrupt quickly.

John Rockefeller Sr. sighed: Originally we wanted to suppress him and force him to leave the United States in disgrace. We all underestimated this person. I inquired about the operations of Jesse Livermore and Thomas W. Lawson through my connections. It can be said that they are extremely clever. Every time they take a shot, they are stuck on the right spot. Looking at the previous performances of the two, they are smart, but not to this point. So tell me, who is behind all this?

John Rockefeller Jr. was quite reluctant to admit: It's not Zhao Chuanxin anyway, he's just a reckless man, a butcher, and an executioner.

Then who do you think it could be?

Could it be the royal family of the Qing Dynasty? They are rich...

Have you lost your brain by fighting lawsuits these days? Old John Rockefeller took a sip of coffee and said, The palace of the Qing Dynasty was bombarded by Zhao Chuanxin. This incident was news that shocked the world at the time. Didn't you read it? ?”

John Rockefeller Jr. really didn't watch it. He didn't care about the Qing Dynasty: Ah... Anyway, I don't think he has the ability.

You are put in charge of the family, so you look down on an opponent you don't understand?

I... John Rockefeller Jr. did not dare to argue.

Old John Rockefeller said: Since Zhao Chuanxin is in New York, our security department was completely wiped out before, and even the cold-blooded and terrifying lunatic Colonel Louis Wellweed died. Don't you think it's strange? Later, there was a man named When Chen Yigeng's Chinese rise, the newspapers call him the 'King of New York', chasing hundreds of New York police officers like rabbits, can't you think of something?

John D. Rockefeller Jr.'s mind was buzzing.

Yes, why did you ignore these things?

Who in the world can compare one to a hundred?

Besides Zhao Chuanxin, who is known as the God of War, who else can be so tough?

Is he Chen Yigeng? It was he who ruined our good deeds in Kurdex? In Xinxin Prison, he was the one who killed the people we sent? So, the witness named Andrew Miller in the court is Zhao Chuan Did you protect him?

John Rockefeller Jr. suddenly felt a little scared.

In Xinxin Prison, many strange things happened, which almost became unsolvable mysteries.

If Zhao Chuanxin touched the door at night, could he escape?

If he is really Chen Yigeng, then he is really unpredictable.

John Rockefeller Sr. knew what his son was thinking at a glance: Don't panic. Zhao Chuanxin will not assassinate you or me. He cannot kill everyone in the United States. I think he wants money more. If you want money, you must keep it. Rules. Before, he made a big fuss in the New York Police Department. Now you know that Zhao Chuanxin is Chen Yigeng, and you know Lawson’s operation. If you think about it carefully, what is Zhao Chuanxin doing?

John Rockefeller Jr. slapped his thigh, his eyes bright: Yes, it is to delay the issuance of bonds so that Thomas W. Lawson can manipulate stocks to pick peaches.