1855 United States Tycoon

To say that after Lincoln was assassinated, it was probably Treasury Secretary Chase who was most fearful and uneasy. Although the newspapers say that the assassins of Lincoln were those who sympathized with the Southern rebels, Chase didn't believe it. He knew very well who did this thing more likely. Out of fear, he used illness as an excuse for a long time to avoid showing up in any public places. He even missed the inauguration ceremony of President Andrew Johnson.

Andrew Johnson is Lincoln's vice president, and the position of vice president has always been the most boring one. Compared with other cabinet members, the position of the vice president looks higher, but the vice president does not have any real specific powers. He is the president's spare tire. Unless the president has a problem, the vice president is like a spare tire on a car.

Because of the high status of the vice president but of no use, in the 64 elections, in order to win over more people and show that the people of the South and the North have always opposed secession, Lincoln elected Andrew Johnson, a Democrat from the South. Come as the vice president. In the original idea, Andrew Johnson is just a political vase that expresses the unity of United States. However, what people did not expect was that Lincoln's death caused this vase and this spare tire to suddenly board the position of chief executive branch.

But this change is not a bad thing for Scrooge. Andrew Johnson is a Southerner and a Democratic Party. He became president. Although he cannot do whatever he wants under the restrictions of the cabinet members and both houses in the hands of the Republican Party, he can certainly restore the power of the Democratic Party, especially the Southern Democratic Party. , And this is definitely good news for Scrooge, who has just invested in the Democratic Party in the South.

Soon after Andrew Johnson took over, Chase resigned on the grounds of poor health and was approved. After that, it disappeared from people's sight.

Although the political situation continues, the oil market remains unmoved and continues to ascending steadily. A large amount of oil is sold from the left hand of the market maker to the right hand, and the right hand is sold to the left hand. This has created a situation where both buying and selling are booming, and prices are rising. In this situation, retail investors are becoming more and more optimistic. Prosperous business owners continue to invest the money raised by selling their own businesses into this money game.

"Mr. Carl, have you heard?" Neuer said to the old Carl, who was happy from ear to ear because of the oil surge. "Mr. Hillman sold his own fleet."

"Why? Can Mr. Hillman's fleet continue?" Old Karl asked. Speaking of which, Hillman was once their neighbor. After the civil war, he saw that the prospects of inland water transportation was great, so he decisively gambled on everything he owned, borrowed a lot of money to buy a boat and ran for inland water transportation. He made a fortune, had more ships, and finally had a fleet.

"Although the fleet's business has not been good recently, it hasn't reached the point where it can't be sustained." Neuer said, "but Mr. Hillman is a very flexible person. He feels that the fleet is no longer what it used to be. I made money, so I simply sold the fleet to buy oil. Speaking of which, buying oil is more profitable than operating a fleet."

"Is that not? I mortgaged my house recently and bought several barrels of oil." Old Karl smiled, "The money for my son to go to Germany to see orthopedics is no longer a problem, and even a few days later, I can earn money for the rest of my life."

"Father, let's sell the fleet and buy oil. Is this too risky?" Hillman's son John Hillman asked.

"Of course I know that this is very risky. There are a lot of Wall Street crocodiles hiding in it. However, if there is gold in a river and crocodiles at the same time, will you give up the gold? I have arranged it. Yes. I'll give you $5,000. If I go bankrupt, you will take it to the west immediately. You know?" Hilton replied.

"dad……"

"I have already decided, so don't talk about it anymore..."

In the mansion in New York, JP Morgan is listening to his partner Gutwin's situation introduction.

"Mr. Morgan, based on the trading situation in the past few days, after we have communicated with other major bankers, we believe that there are enough retail investors entering this market now, and based on these figures, we can find that recently In a few days, the increase in the number of retail investors entering the market started to slow down, and we think it’s time to throw out this oil."

"My friend, how much is the price of oil now?" Morgan took the cigar in his mouth and asked casually.

"About thirty-five dollars a barrel." Gutwin replied.

"Well, it's time too." Morgan stood up and said, "Now, get in touch with your partners immediately and get ready for the hunt."

Neuer waited outside the trading market with no expression. Since yesterday, the price of oil has begun to fall. This didn't make Neuer too nervous at first, because he had seen such ups and downs several times. Sure enough, but an hour later, the price of oil began to rise again, causing Neuer to let out a long sigh. However, in the afternoon, the price of oil began to fall again. It fell by one dollar, then rose by fifty cents, and then fell by sixty cents, and then... Neuer thought, "Maybe, maybe it will go up. "

So the opportunity passed in such hesitation, and on the second day, as soon as the transaction started, the price of oil went down like Niagara Falls. In just one morning, the price of oil on the trading market dropped from thirty dollars to twelve dollars in one go, and it was still falling at an even crazier rate. The oil in Neuer’s hands is now completely unsold, unless he is willing to cut meat at a lower price. However, the price has fallen even faster than he determined to cut the meat. In a blink of an eye, the price has become Nine dollars and sixty cents. Then the price stopped at this position.

"That's right! Mr. MacDonald said that if there is a crash, he is willing to spend 200,000 US dollars to buy oil from retail investors at a price of 10 US dollars a barrel. But now, will he keep his promise." Neuer suddenly thought of Scrooge's promise, and he immediately understood why the price stopped here. Because near this price range, there is also Mr. MacDonald’s commitment of $200,000 to support it. But Neuer now knows that he must be fast enough to sell the oil in his hand before Mr. MacDonald’s promise of $200,000 is fulfilled.

Neuer turned around and rushed in the direction of Standard Oil's business office, but more people were quicker than him. When Neuer arrived there, he found that he didn't know how many people were in front of him. Waiting there, if there were not hundreds of Heishui mercenaries there to maintain order, perhaps these anxious people would have begun to trample on each other.

The mercenaries in Heishui worked hard to get people to line up, and there were a lot of police in the city. Order gradually settled down. Standard Oil really started to buy oil at a price of ten dollars as promised before. Each person is limited to three stokes. The front office staff carefully checked their identities, and then left their handprints on another piece of paper. Another piece of paper with the same number was sent to them, telling them, Go home and drag the oil to the door of Standard Oil, where someone will change their time for money.

The person who got the note left thankfully, and the team moved forward slowly. At about three o'clock in the afternoon, it was finally Neuer's turn.

"I have three barrels of oil to sell!" Neuer shouted. But a mercenary from Heishui stopped him. And use the gun to signal him to step back.

"Two hundred thousand dollars have been used up. We have fulfilled our own promise." A person in charge yelled.

"What, how is this possible!"

"No, no, save us!"

Various shouts came from the crowd.

At this time, a man in black ran over and said something to the person in charge. The person in charge yelled: "Don't shout, be quiet! Mr. MacDonald agreed to add another 100,000 dollars out of humanitarian considerations. However, the money will not arrive until tomorrow. Please go back first, and come back when the door opens tomorrow morning. ."

This hope soothed the panicked crowd, and people calmed down. However, no one left, because they were afraid that once they left their current position, they would fall behind again tomorrow, and it would not be their turn to sell oil.

The staff of Standard Oil packed up their things, went inside the big iron gate, and then the big iron gate closed. Neuer, like the others, stayed outside all night. The police cordoned off the entire block and prohibited others from entering.

In the evening, some guys wanted to take the opportunity to jump in front, so a conflict broke out. The police who kept order fired, and more than 20 hapless people were killed. However, that is what they deserve, everyone thinks so.

At 8:30 in the morning the next day, the clerk of Standard Oil showed up on time, but they did not open the door and walked out. Second, they traded with retail investors through the iron gate. But in the morning, the transaction was over. Although the remaining unlucky ones who failed to complete such a transaction were extremely painful, they did not dare to cause trouble when they saw the muzzle protruding from the wall and behind the fence gate. Can only disperse separately.

As Scrooge fulfilled his own promise, the last pillar supporting the price of oil fell down. The price of oil fell wildly again. This time, when nothing could support the price, the price of a barrel of crude oil dropped rapidly from around nine dollars to two dollars in just one afternoon. By the afternoon of the next day, the price was driven by panic. It fell even more terribly one dollar and twenty-five cents.

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