Chapter 33

"Ladies and gentlemen, before you are welcome to join us, I would like to make one point first." Li Zitao stood up and looked at them without expression.

"From the moment you decide to join, until the end of November, your communication and travel with the outside world will be subject to the most strict monitoring, and how much you can get, I can only say that it is in the six to seven figures."

Looking at the people's faces with satisfaction, from anger to shock, then to greed, until they return to calm and fall into thinking, Li Zitao clapped his hands and said with a smile: "all this depends on your performance."

"How strict will it be during this period?" Sanier was the first to speak.

"It's very strict. You are not allowed to communicate with the outside world, go out without permission, do not communicate with each other, including telephone calls and letters, etc.

correspondingly, someone will take care of your daily life, which I can guarantee." Li Zitao's rigid face did not show a hint of banter.

"What about our family?" Mahdi asked.

"Think of your own reasons, go on business, send to the government, or go abroad directly." Li Zitao responded.

"Seven figure pay? Is it true? " As a financial manager, he is more concerned about compensation.

"You just have to wonder if you can get it." Li Zitao politely took back. As long as the plan is successfully completed, what is a million dollars worth of knives?

"I'll take care of the contract." Michelle turned on the spot and walked out the door. Standing at the door, Michelle suddenly stopped and asked, "where is the typewriter? Can someone take me there? "

Seeing that there was no one to oppose, Li said with a smile: "now, welcome to join the one night fortune plan!"

"What a bad name." This is the most real idea in everyone's heart.

After signing the labor contract and confidentiality contract, Li Zitao asked Ben to explain the task in detail, and the cry of surprise continued in the room until late at night.

"My God! I can't believe it until now. Is it true? " After a sip of brandy from the glass, sanier's undulating giant finally calmed down.

"I couldn't believe it, but look at this." A thick stack of data.

This is what he wrote during the month and a half when he was digging everywhere. Sometimes many things are just a layer of window paper.

When Li Zitao pierced the window paper for him, Ben's eyes suddenly opened. In the past, some things that could not be seen clearly became simple and transparent.

"Brother dog, the safety of these people is arranged by you personally. Don't worry about the training ground any more recently. As long as you finish this vote, you will have a good day." Li Zitao and Wang Dagou sat in the corner and handed the home court to the "genius."

"Don't worry, I know the weight." Wang Dagou brought 30 excellent and loyal Chinese special guards this time, and arranged 20 people in the club to ensure that all this could go smoothly.

Not only to prevent the leakage of information about these people brought by Ben, but also to make his plan more low-key, Li did not want to make it known to everyone.

Not surprisingly, there was a star shorter in the great depression who made a profit of $100 million, and then there was no such thing.

Two years, divorced, alcoholism, suicide, everything is normal!

Ha ha

On August 28, 1929, the team with Ben as the core began to divide their work and put into their work, and Li Zitao's shares were all sold off.

Li Zitao went to the Hans bar in person last night and got 1.1 million yuan from the tearful Paul.

It's really a huge profit to sell wine. It's worth 600000 dollars in three months. No wonder nuki took out the check for $66000, which was so clean and refreshing.

At present, he has a total of 2.573 million U.S. knives in his hand, which is far from enough to satisfy Li Zitao. How can he be satisfied with the once-in-a-century opportunity.

"Boss, the company promised to provide you with a loan of $3 million, with a monthly interest rate of 35%, without mortgage." This is the good news that Ben reported to him privately last night.

JP. Morgan's mortgage free loans, as high as 35% of the monthly interest rate, you are not wrong, in this era of interest is so terrible, and is the legal interest rate.

Now Li Zitao and Ben are flying to Manhattan, New York. He keeps seeing the director of the loan department. After signing a series of documents, he gets the news that he will come to get the money tomorrow.

After coming out of JP. Morgan's building, Li Zitao looked at the crowded New York Stock Exchange. He was silent for all of them for two seconds, and then turned decisively to leave.

There was no reception, no social intercourse, no hi PI, no slapping

On that night, several executives of JP. Morgan said that they would entertain Li Zitao, a big client who was optimistic about the future, but he refused.

Now he just wants to get the money quickly, and then leave the place. After that, he will divide the team into two routes, one is trading on the New York Stock Exchange and the other is commanding by remote control in Chicago.However, Li also met a man that night. It was Ben who brought him the last member of the team, Bob, a trader at the NYSE.

His presence is important because to know exactly what's going on in the stock market, you need a reliable trader.

At this time, there is no big electronic screen for you to see. Everything depends on the telephone, the counting, the typewriter, and a big blackboard. The trading markets all over the world are like this.

Sometimes, the shareholders of many listed companies can't figure out how many shares they own and how many shares the company has issued in total.

In order to buy Bob off, Li paid a check for $100000 that night. He was so distressed that he didn't sleep well all night.

Heartache is just a joke. In fact, Li Zitao was so excited that he took ben to Wall Street before JP Morgan opened the door in the morning.

If the dog slaves who boasted about Wall Street in the past life come to see the present wall street with their own eyes, I'm afraid they will collapse immediately and slap their faces.

It's dirty and dilapidated. The narrow streets can't even pass by a car. Every night after midnight and before dawn, the place is full of tramps.

Of course, there are managers with breakfast, nest in the roadside, alley, waiting for the arrival of fat sheep and the opening of the exchange.

"Thank you very much for your help." Li Zitao's eyes flashed as she received the check from Juliana, the beautiful and moving director of the loan department.

"Charlie, I hope our friendship will last forever." Juliana said with a smile that the word "I" in her mouth did not mean her, but JP. Morgan.

"Of course, come to Chicago when you have time. I'll treat you personally, Juliana. I'm looking forward to seeing you next time." Li Zitao waved his hand with a smile.

This woman has a lot of charm, blue eyes and blonde hair, elegant and noble manner, absolutely from the upper class, the important thing is that she is still single.

Unfortunately, Li Zi Tao is full of "the great depression," "Franklin."

What's more, Li Zitao is very self-conscious. Is it possible for him to be the head of JP. Morgan's loan department in his 20s?

Although the woman was very polite to him, his manner and smile were all formulaic, and people didn't look at him at all.

At most, a little curious or interested in rolling sheets?

Hehe, go away

Li Zitao, who left this strange city directly and returned to Chicago, was very affectionate. The Chinese always love the old, which made him have everything in Chicago now. Li Zitao is very affectionate.

"The capital of $5.57 million is enough." On the penultimate day of August, Li presented the check to Ben.

"I believe you have calmed down these days. Now let's talk about the proportion of remuneration you can get this time." Li Zitao wants to make the final mobilization.

Nothing is more exciting and more real than real gold and silver. So he put up a finger and said aloud: "the profit is 100 million, 2.2 billion, 4.3 billion, 6.4 billion, 8 percent."

In fact, when he talked about 200 million yuan, Li Zitao felt guilty. But when he looked at the people in front of him, his eyes became more and more bright. He could only bite his teeth and continue to speak.

"If it can reach more than 500 million I'll give you 12 percent. " Li Zitao bit his cheek and squeezed this sentence out of his teeth.

"Oh, long live the boss." Everyone jumped like crazy.

Li Zitao has no idea, but these professionals still have some judgments about the crisis. The capital of 5.57 million US dollars is falling by 80%.

As long as we operate properly and use leverage properly, the Dow Jones index will drop by 80%, or 40% or 60%, and their profits will be at least 200 million.

If it can be reduced by 80%, people can't help shivering at the thought of this figure, and their legs are wet and warm. G ah ~ ~

to see Wang Dagou on the plane with his cheques, Maiton, sanier and four Chinese special guards boarded the plane. Maiton will be responsible for specific transactions in the New York Stock Exchange, while sanier will be responsible for providing legal support for him Our profits have become legitimate.

Is the Great Depression really coming? Looking forward to such a long time, suddenly came to this day, why he instead some sad and sad? Li Zitao has some empty thoughts in his heart.

"I must have eaten too much lemon, damn it." Li Zitao scolded secretly and took the others back to the club. In order to match the Western appellation, he also said so now.

We are here with the rest of us to analyze every message from the NYSE and give them the most reliable data support.

"By the way, how about the newly invented Tsingtao beer? Paul, you son of a bitch, didn't know to report to me. " Li Zitao, who is a bit confused, wants to find something to do.

At the moment of receiving Li Zitao's call, Paul cried on the spot, "boss, I really don't have money. My underwear has a hole, and I don't even have money to buy underwear,

boss, Wuwuwuwu, I have no money, I really have no money...""Don't howl, I'm calling to ask you, have you delivered Qingdao beer to nuki?" Li Zihao rubbed his head with a headache.

"Er Beer? Oh, I remember. It's been sent, but I haven't heard from you yet Poor Paul returned to normal.

"Then call and ask. He has too much wine. Maybe he forgot." Every day, thousands of wines are transported from the opposite shore to Atlantic City, and from here to the interior of the United States.

In addition, nuki is going to organize a "committee" recently to deal with a series of troubles after the death of Malan Sano and the rise of Luciano. It is a headache to think about it.

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