Originally, J Morgan may not be able to see Jesse Livermore today.
Although Jesse Livermore is still shorting the market, the money he uses is his own.
He had his own judgment and let the stock price fall for a while while he went out leisurely to play with his mistress on the yacht.
But Zhao Chuanxin gave an order and he had to come back to work.
j After Morgan went upstairs, he was greeted by a secretary with a butt that looked like a plump butterfly jade. She was still wearing a long skirt this season, swaying and told him, "Sir, please wait a moment, I will make an announcement." "Sound."
J Morgan looked at it, it didn't look like a trust company.
There was no counter or anything, but it was all offices.
The bodyguard muttered "What a big deal."
JMorgan usually doesn't talk endlessly about persuasion. He only says it once, and he doesn't persuade others, even if he is an ally. .
He had no reaction, and the bodyguard shut up.
The secretary came back swaying again. J Morgan felt that if there was a narrow alley, this woman might not be able to walk through it.
You know, you always hit a wall
"Sir, please come with me."
Jesse Livermore's office is very spacious, equipped with a bathroom and a blog There are shelves, desks and chairs, clothes racks, and the most outrageous thing is a cloakroom.
When J Morgan knocked on the door and entered, Jesse Livermore looked up. He was startled, stood up a little cautiously, put on a smile instantly, rubbed his hands on his pants, and quickly stepped forward to reach out. "Mr. Morgan, I didn't expect you to come here all the time."
jMorgan breathed a subtle sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his serious face. It was very stiff, but those who know him will understand that he This is already very respectable.
"Hello, Mr. Livermore."
The partners thought he was here to teach Jesse Livermore a lesson, but they never expected that he would have such a friendly attitude.
"Just call me Jesse. Please sit down, Mr. Morgan." Then he said to the secretary who had not left yet, "Go and make a cup of coffee. Oh, no, Mr. Morgan, do you want to drink tea?" For coffee, we have top-notch black tea, green tea, and Colombian coffee.”
J Morgan could see Jesse Livermore’s nervousness.
This is the normal reaction of many people when they see him.
jMorgan's face returned to seriousness, "Just coffee, thank you."
Jesse Livermore sat down across from him, "Mr. Morgan, why are you here?"
He had some vague guesses in his heart.
J Morgan said bluntly, "There are two things. First, in my personal name, I ask you not to continue to short the market. The situation is already very bad, and your reputation as a Wall Street bear will lead to more Many short sellers are involved.”
Jesse Livermore wants to look after Zixiong in the financial field, and it will definitely not work for anyone else.
I can’t tell, he even replied, “Who are you?”
But facing J Morgan,He didn't dare to be presumptuous, and he actually admired and respected this business tycoon in his heart.
He sighed, "Since Mr. Morgan has spoken, I will naturally comply."
The reason why he agreed so readily was because Zhao Chuanxin had stopped selling the market. It was with his personal assets.
jMorgan continued, "The second thing is, I want to meet Mr. Zhao."
Jesse Livermore was shocked and his hair almost stood up.
Good guy, this is clearly prepared to deal with the face.
He was speechless for a moment.
jMorgan was not in a hurry, just looked at him quietly.
Facing this old man, Jesse Livermore was quite stressed.
After half a minute, Jesse Livermore spoke, his voice a little hoarse, "I can tell him, I can't guarantee whether he will see you or not."
The bodyguard showed dissatisfaction. color.
How dare Mr. Zhao, the troubled man, not give face to old Morgan?
Jesse Livermore stood up and walked out.
jMorgan was stunned for a moment and saw that Zhao Chuanxin was here.
After a while, Jesse Livermore came back, "The boss promised to see you, please come with me."
The bodyguard finally couldn't help it, "He has such a big air."
jMorgan glanced at him, "You pretend you don't know me later, I don't want to be implicated."
Bodyguard""
jMorgan pushed the door open and went in.
The moment he saw Zhao Chuanxin, he could hardly believe his eyes.
Is the "Butcher of the Far East" so young?
I saw this man wearing a medium-gloss black wool suit with a silk matte black shirt underneath. Although it was all black, Creates a layered feel with different glosses.
Italian-style waterfall sleeves, the cufflinks are made of gold and silver, intertwined with the Chinese character "deer".
He was leaning on his chin with his right hand and was reading information at his desk. The long hair hangs down casually from the side, obviously unkempt.
This does not look like a butcher, but like a mourner
J Morgan came in, Zhao Chuanxin did not even raise his head, and said calmly, "Here, sit down."
p>Don't give this bad old man any face.
J Morgan unbuttoned his clothes and sat down, but his butt only touched the edge of the chair. He leaned forward slightly, "Mr. Zhao, I didn't expect you to be so young."
Zhao Chuanxin He made a mark on the information, pushed it aside, looked up and smiled, "You are also very tough, you can't tell that you are a ninety-year-old man."
j Morgan "I am 70 years old this year. "
"Stop talking nonsense, why are you looking for me?"
Zhao Chuanxin is not polite at all.
Is the city and sophistication something that Zhao Chuanxian is qualified to possess?
The bodyguard is talkative and "you should be respectful when talking to Mr. Morgan"
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Chuanxin asked J Morgan "your people"
"I don't know him."
Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand, there was an ax in his hand, and he threw it away.
Pfft
The bodyguard fell straight down.
The ax was embedded in his forehead.
jMorgan was trembling in his heart, but his face was calm and he didn't even blink.
Jesse Livermore, who was standing next to him, jumped up in fright. He was about to scream, but he covered his mouth in time.
Zhao Chuanxin shrugged, "How presumptuous, I hope he will pay attention in the next life."
jMorgan said to himself, he is indeed a butcher, and he is no different from being called a mourner.
And his bodyguard did seek death himself.
Dark red blood flowed along the ground.
jMorgan moved his chair uncomfortably. The smell of blood filled his nose and he felt like vomiting.
Jesse Livermore even hid in the corner.
Suppressing nausea, J Morgan said bravely, "Mr. Zhao should have made a lot of money this time."
Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigar and smoked misty.
"The essence of making money is not to fill it up, but to light it up."
jMorgan frowned deeply, this statement sounded interesting.
Zhao Chuanxin sank deeply into a high-end and soft chair. There was a cold corpse lying in the room, but he was not affected. He said calmly, "In five hundred years, there will be a king." , are you just willing to see there are only two rich people in New York, you and Rockefeller?"
Rockefeller's assets are probably between 700 million and 1 billion, while J Morgan's personal assets should have exceeded 100 million at this time. billion dollars.
jMorgan shook his head, "That's not the case. I just hope Mr. Zhao can stop and even start going long."
"Why did you bring down Charles Barney and cause the whole Wall Street to collapse?" Collapse, even small local banks are facing the risk of bankruptcy. Now you rush back to tell me to stop, you can pick peaches, right?”J Morgan asked, “What do you want?” What do you want?"
"What can you give?"
"I can promise not to be an enemy of Mr. Zhao in the future, including my partners."
Zhao Chuanxin was actually quite moved.
It is definitely not possible to move all the money back to the country.
If you invest in your own business, it’s fine if you start a small business, but if you make it big, you will face the risk of being suppressed by these bullies.
So now he can only cast a wide net and invest all his money in other companies.
But he must be dissatisfied, "Oh, the problem is, so what if you are my enemy? I will do business honestly, and I will give you a message. I am here, but you touch my property." Give it a try."
J Morgan shook his head, "Enterprises and finance are not fighting each other. They don't need to touch your industry to make it impossible for you to continue. You can't catch me at all. .Before, you were hiding in the dark. But now you have emerged."
What he said is true.
Unless Zhao ChuanXin can destroy the entire beautiful country, otherwise there is really nothing we can do against them.
Capitalists all have the same virtue. Sometimes they even risk their lives for money.
Once this group of people get together, Zhao Chuanxin obviously can't beat them in business.
He just wants money now.
"Okay." Zhao Chuanxin did not try to be mysterious.
J Morgan said, "But I can only represent me and my recent partners. I cannot represent Rockefeller, let alone Roosevelt. All their actions have nothing to do with me."
The main focus is rigor.
Zhao Chuanxin suddenly stood up and walked toward J Morgan with an expressionless face.
J Morgan was startled. He looked at Zhao Chuanxin with both inner tension and outer tension, ready to use the second alternative to escape at any time.
Although it may be useless.
Clinker, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly stretched out his hand towards him, with a smile on his face that was warmer than the sunshine in the autumn afternoon. "Hai, since we are friends, there is no need to be so polite. I wish you good luck." Donghai has a long life. Jesse and Thomas, these incompetent brothers, still need a lot of support from you. After all, they are underachievers."
J Morgan swore that he had never done anything. I have never seen anyone change his face so quickly.
Poor old Morgan stood up in confusion and shook hands with Zhao Chuanxin, "It's easy to talk."
Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile, "Don't worry, we will Prepare in the past few days and then start going long. This is what every financial person on Wall Street should do. Just make a phone call or send someone to inform you of such a small thing. Why bother to come in person? You really deserve to die."
J Morgan, who had always been serious, his eyes were a little straight at this time.
Why do these words sound so malicious?
He shook his head and nodded, "That's okay, I'll leave first."
" Quick, Jesse, send Mr. Morgan off. Please understand, Mr. Morgan, I won’t send someone off easily.”
You can’t turn back once you’re on the road.
"Ah" J Morgan quickly said, "No, no need."
When J Morgan went downstairs, the security personnel outside said doubtfully, "Sir, this gun and knife must be returned to your bodyguard." , Where are the others?"
jMorgan waved his hand, "No, you can keep it."
As he spoke, he lowered his voice to the driver and said, "Hurry up, you've met a madman, hurry up." ”
Then he vomited on the carriage
When J Morgan left, Jesse Livermore went upstairs.