1855 United States Tycoon

Morgan reads very fast, and it didn't take long for him to turn over the booklet in half.

"Scrooge, I have to say, your book has too many loopholes." Morgan didn't continue to look down, he just threw the brochure on the table and said.

"If I make something without loopholes, would you believe it?" Scrooge asked calmly.

"Of course I don't believe it. If you really want to have such a thing, it is of course highly confidential. Even if you can make a little thing, it is difficult to have so many. If you still come up with a flawless one, it is not fabricated. ." Morgan said.

Of course this thing was fabricated, but Scrooge really felt that he couldn't be blamed for composing such a thing, because his thing was completely copied from another time and space in history.

It was the first anti-Semitic book published in Tsarist Russia in 1903. Its origin is said to be this:

One day, after a heavy thunderstorm, the Russian police found a hapless man who had been struck by lightning, and found the document on his body, gave it to the government, and then it was published. Then it became the fuel for the Russian anti-Semitism.

Scholars of later generations generally believed that these words were fictionalized by the Russian imperial secret police organization Okrena in the late 1890s or early 1900s. One of the most famous theories to refute this "Protocol" in the early days is a series of articles published by The Times of London, revealing that many of the contents of this "Protocol" are plagiarized from an earlier publication without anti-Semitic bridges. Political satire literature. Since the book was printed in 1903, the early practitioners could only provide unclear and often contradictory explanations of how they obtained copies of the legendary manuscript.

This "Protocol" is widely regarded as the beginning of modern conspiracy literature. The description used in this book is a guidebook for the newcomers of the "magi", explaining how they manipulate the world by controlling the media and finance, and How to replace traditional social rules with a lot of propaganda.

With the defeat of the Nazis in World War II, the use of this book as an anti-Semitic propaganda tool also decreased, but it is still frequently cited and republished by anti-Semitists, and is sometimes used as an accusation. Evidence of secret Jewish associations, especially in the Middle East. Of course, there are many fools in China who believe these things very much. It even includes a female friend of Scrooge's previous life who thinks she knows politics. This also gave Scrooge another opportunity to understand this document.

"So, would the average idiots believe it?" Scrooge asked again.

"They? As long as we publicize, the more unreasonable things, the more ridiculous things, the more fools believe." Morgan said.

"Yeah, they even believe that they can deal with vampires with mirrors, garlic, holy water, etc." Scrooge sneered and said, "We made up these things to fool those fools. So there is a little loophole. What are you afraid of? Besides, even if a few smart people see it, what can they do? They can still tell those fools that they have been deceived? Mr. Morgan, you will try to convince a fool that you have been deceived. Is it?" Scrooge replied indifferently.

"I'm not bored," Morgan said.

"It's useless to talk even if you are bored." Scrooge sneered and said, "You have to know, never try to convince a fool, because you must first reduce your own intelligence to the same level as him. He can understand what he says. And once you really reduce your intelligence to such a level, you will become a fool yourself, and then he will use his richer experience of fools to defeat you."

"Scrooge, you are right." Morgan nodded and said, "I am deeply impressed by this. Every time I try to talk to Mimi, I always do this. Of course, you shouldn't tell Mimi. . Oh, it’s okay to tell, Mimi won’t believe it."

"Okay, let's get back to the topic. With regard to the proposal to close the network now, who is for and who is against?" Scrooge asked.

...

The next day was a Friday. Early in the morning, Campbell came to the New York Stock Exchange. Unlike the retail investors who stood on the sidelines, he was an agent of a large trust and investment company. So he had a dedicated seat and desk in this market, and the desk was also equipped with the most advanced communication tool at the time-the telephone.

Campbell sat down behind the own desk, and the waiter graciously came up and poured him a cup of coffee.

Soon, the market opening time will come. The market's performance on this day was fairly normal at the beginning, and the stock price trend remained the same as before. However, around ten o'clock in the morning, the phone on his desk suddenly rang.

Campbell picked up the receiver, and there was an anxious, even flustered voice from the company owner Williams:

"Campbell, how many stocks do we have? Throw it away right away! Yes, right away! All! Don't care about the price, fast!"

This is by no means a good phenomenon, something must have happened. Campbell also noticed that many people who worked like him had also picked up the telephone receivers. Judging from their heavy and serious expressions, they must have received similar notices.

Campbell hurriedly wrote down the number and price of the stocks sold on the small whiteboard. However, when he looked up after he finished writing, he saw that the stock price on the price board of the trading center was already far below the price he marked.

"Damn it!" Campbell hurriedly erased the price and wrote a new price that was 5% lower than the listed price. Then he looked up-the current transaction price is already lower than the price he wrote, and not only a little lower, but almost 20% lower!

"Damn it! It's another stock market crash!" Campbell immediately lowered the own price to one-half of the current market price. At such a price, the company would have almost no profit, but if it moves slower, I'm afraid It is not a question of profit, but a question of complete loss of money, because all traders know that the price of these stocks has far exceeded their value.

Campbell was very lucky. This time he sold the stock in his hand, and an unknown fool took the order. Campbell thanked God in his heart, lowered his head and took a sip of coffee, and then raised his head again. He found that the avalanche of the entire stock price had already come faster and faster. In just a moment, the stock price had fallen to the point. A quarter of the price he just sold!

"Tonight, the sea will be full of corpses." Campbell thought this way, and he almost became one of those hapless ones. Fortunately... a feeling of fear came up, Campbell slumped directly on the chair, unable to move even a finger.

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