Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue Chapter 716

At first, no one cared about the disaster.

It was just a period of food failure, an unbreakable alliance collapsed, a series of changes in the number of securities, a multinational food company's business contracted, an unexpected looting-until the disaster swept through the world.

It was the last day of August, and the sun was falling on the gray streets of St. Petersburg as always.

John Dow Jones, head of business from Citibank in the United States, woke up early in the morning, and the clear air and cloudless sky outside the window showed no signs of what was going to happen to this place. John hastily enjoyed the breakfast prepared by the beautiful Russian maid. It costs only ten dollars for a full day of service, which is unimaginable in the United States.

He did not notice the fragmented clouds in the sky outside the window.

At 8:40, Mr. John picked up his handbag and skillfully pinched the maid's body.

"When I come back in the evening, I have another big deal today!"

With the scream of some fear in the Russian woman, John giggled and walked out of the door and got into his beloved Ford car-the old Russian guys in the southeast corner of the city finally let go, no accident In this case, he will reach a high loan order. In this world, there may be no easier transaction than this.

Although it is not known which party will start first, everyone knows that it is not far from the day of harvest.

The ruble insisted that the exchange rate finally began to decline for more than half a year, which means that this wave of false economic waves has finally reached the apex. Those greedy and stupid former Soviet people who long for freedom and hope will soon wake up from their dreams. Too.

As he drove across the street corner, John saw a group of downcast crowds hurriedly hurrying to the road.

Judging from the direction in which they walked and ran, it should be no surprise that they were planning to go to the potato store on the edge of the city, an Austrian fool group selling nothing but potatoes, and it still received rubles.

"Poor guys..."

John mumbled and shook his head slightly ironically.

Obviously, even in such a rare opportunity, there are still many stupid things that do not understand the infinite charm of financial capital. They still use the ancient trading methods more than a century ago to make money through retail commodities.

It's a pity that all this is in the face of advanced American financial theory.

As an outstanding banker, John Dow Jones has 10,000 ways to squeeze value from these honest and honest businessmen through carefully designed wealth management products, securities fluctuations, and loan package combinations...

John settled in his mind and temporarily dismissed these thoughts from his mind.

Before the offensive horn was blown over at the US headquarters, perhaps in the eyes of the former Soviet Union, they might not be equally generous and kind international friends, providing intimate and detailed high returns for all and absorbing free deposits with high interest.

only……

Even among the hunters, there are extremely strict food chain levels...

In the face of these poor herbivorous private enterprises, Citibank, JPM Bank and other venture capital institutions will not have the slightest pity and hesitation. Waiting for the avalanche moment, these basic industries that maintain superficial peace are worthless.

A few minutes later, when John arrived in the spacious Citibank parking lot, everything started to become abnormal.

Is the Citibank branch in St. Petersburg built on the most central commercial street in the city? Most people who travel here and there are professional managers in suits and leather suits. Even if there are one or two Russians who come to mortgage the property, they will try to clean up themselves. The shabby appearance at least doesn't look like a beggar who came to beg.

Just as John Dow Jones walked down the door and was about to enter the bank gate, he suddenly saw a large group of people in strange clothes walking on the street not far away-most of them were wearing cloaks, and everyone looked extremely nervous and expressive. Seriously talking in a low voice, as if something great happened.

As a bank manager, John's sharp ears heard intermittent fragments.

"—Bank, explosion—attack—"

"Large-scale robbery, gold-their civil war-revenge -"

John stopped suddenly and turned his head in fear.

This is a terrible land. He knew this for a long time. According to legend, the former Soviet Union had a large, ruthless internal cleanup organization. All Americans sent to this country are worried about this all the time.

Could it be said that these devilish proletarians are plotting to rush into the bank and hang them all? !

It was just that when John looked back and observed carefully, the group suddenly disappeared.

Illusion?

John took a deep breath and entered the bank door uneasy. He planned to emphasize the security of the bank later to ensure that no one would attack the bank for robbery. Their vaults are now filled with hill-like rubles .

These are the most valuable weapons they plan to use for financial harvesting in the near future.

Loans, bonds, exchange rates, as long as the ruble can still be used to buy things, they have enough time to gradually increase the snowball, and then the bank's magical form of assets and liabilities turns this debt into a temptation in an instant. Cake for people.

At the same time, several thousand meters high.

The Huberian bridge.

"Her Majesty, Russia, Ukraine, Belarus... A total of eleven Gulinge Bank branches have all sent out a request for assistance to the local Ministry of Magic, disguised as a "Death Eater" Destiny Group combat team has completed the evacuation..."

Fairy Douglas reached out and took a note like a bird from the air, glanced at it and said.

"After half an hour, the headquarters of the Gullinge Wizards Bank in London will urgently hold a press conference to fully declare war on the traitors in the Americas, and temporarily freeze all their assets in Europe on the grounds of suspected collusion with the black wizards. In the magic world Before the financial order returns to normal, those officials have no time to take care of what happened in the non-magical world."

"well……"

Elena nodded her head lightly, her eyes inadvertently passing by the tiny town below.

In countless small corners that she couldn't see~www.mtlnovel.com~ Destiny Group Potato Shop from Austria opened the door on time as usual, welcoming the hard-working former Soviet people who were waiting to buy potatoes outside.

It's just that they don't know yet, starting today-the rules have changed.

In the financial battlefield, the so-called zero-sum game and positive-sum game are just a beautiful fairy tale. The greed and cruelty of capital is no less than any cruel battlefield faced by mankind. There is no victory or defeat here, only life and death.

Negative sum game, this is the most terrible battle.

Using its own continuous export of capital makes it easy to make all profits, so as to induce investors to continue to inject funds into the market, creating an illusion that the market can continue and prosper.

And when a large number of market illusions make investors enter the market erroneously, the winner is the one who survives.

"Open all warehouses, release all the rubles we have, repay loans... Starting from the Destiny Group-full refusal to redeem and use this currency-within a week, completely destroy the value of the ruble as a base currency."

Elena waved her hand indifferently, with a cruel smile.

"From now on, use potatoes as a reward, and let them spread these waste papers into tons of tons of every street, every house and shop in these cities, and the door of the American bank-then, apply Bankruptcy protection—"

"As for us..."

Elena finally glanced out of the window, turned around unrequitedly, and sat back in her seat.

"Hubrian, prepare for the jump!"

Woooo~ This may be a bit complicated, even if you don't understand it~~It's not a problem~~

Chapter end

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