The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Rebecca Levi leaned over and Zhao Chuanxin lay relaxed on the chair.

Rebecca Levi's breath could blow out onto Zhao Chuanxin's face.

Because his face was covered with foam, Fritz Heinze couldn't see clearly what Zhao Chuanxin looked like outside the reception room.

Fritz Heinze had no excuse to stay. He pursed his lips, puffed up his cheeks, and went out.

Zhao Chuanxin saw Rebecca Levy taking scissors seriously to trim her beard to length.

Then he smiled and twitched his lips and said: "You can control a handsome man like me. You must not be an easy woman."

Rebecca Levi blushed: "Don't talk, it will cut the skin."

Zhao Chuanxin has never been an obedient person. He continued: "Because you shaved me today, I decided to at least double your $50."

Abraham Cohen also wanted to share the profits, but the time it took him to raise the money delayed maximizing profits.

But Rebecca Levy came at just the right time.

Rebecca Levy is happy.

It's not that I'm happy because I can make money, nor is I happy because of Zhao Chuanxin's promise, it's just happiness anyway.

After trimming the length, she carefully used a razor to clean the messy area above the cheekbones and trim the outline of the beard.

Jesse Livermore looked on with envy.

He had married as early as 1900, when he was 23, in Indianapolis.

In 1901, Jesse Livermore suffered successive losses in the stock market and lost everything.

He wanted to pawn the jewelry he had given to his wife in exchange for capital to re-enter the stock market.

However, his wife, whom he had always doted on with his money, flatly refused.

Jesse Livermore was a bold and playful player in stock market trading. His curiosity about winning and losing drove his financial situation to fluctuate. His life was not just about three ups and downs, but countless rises and falls.

In life, he is a very sensitive person. His wife's rejection made him feel insulted and hurt, and the rift between them was difficult to mend.

Although they haven't divorced yet, their relationship has broken down.

His wife had never shaved him, and he had never seen Rebecca Levi's expression on his wife's face when she helped him do things.

Now, he looked at Rebecca Levi's serious and trying to hide her happiness, and his sensitive heart immediately noticed something.

But when he looked at his boss, it seemed that he had no such thoughts at all.

I have to say that the boss is really strong, not only in terms of combat power, but also in terms of spirit!

When Rebecca Levi was wiping Zhao Chuanxin's face, her thumb was as light as a gust of wind, gently brushing Zhao Chuanxin's thin cheek.

"Okay." She whispered.

Zhao Chuanxin opened his eyes, and Rebecca Levi's fair and flawless face came into view.

Clean, translucent, beyond compare.

Zhao Chuanxin only glanced briefly, then reached out to touch his face.

Sure enough, I feel that my face is no longer itchy.

He tilted his head and found Jesse Livermore looking directly at them.

"What are you looking at?"

What a waste, peeping, right?

Jesse Livermore stood up awkwardly: "Then I'll go out?"

Rebecca Levi hurriedly said: "I'm leaving."

She hurriedly closed the lid of the bag and left.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up to see him off, and Jesse Livermore sat back down.

Outside, Fritz Heinze and Otto were smoking.

Otto is a qualified younger brother. Although he is a broker in New York and has his own company, he is still inferior to the "Bronze King".

Otto asked: "How's it going, Fritz? What does that southern guy want to do?"

Fritz Heinze was holding a cigar in his mouth, with his chest and belly protruding, and he said calmly: "In this small Wall Street, there are always a few flies hitting the wall! The Southern guy said he wanted a piece of the pie, but he can't be trusted."

"Then should we supervise him?"

"On the way here, I thought about his capital pool. Judging from the fact that he borrowed stocks and sold short a few days ago, I estimate that his capital pool is at most 3 million, and including profits, it is only 4 million. I have close to 20 million in my hand , Morse has nearly ten million, you have millions, our combined wealth is enough to sweep through everything! Don’t take him to heart.”

Fritz Heinze stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, showing off his domineering attitude.

He didn’t know yet that Thomas W. Lawson borrowed stocks to short-sell some time ago, which was just a small trick.

"So, in a few days, will you still warn the short sellers?"

"Of course!" Fritz Heinze's eyes lit up when he saw Rebecca Levi coming out. But when he saw Zhao Chuanxin who was escorting her out, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and loudly saying, "I heard that Chen Yigeng has appeared recently and is called the 'King of New York'? Everyone calls me the 'Bronze King', but from now on, I To be the 'King of Wall Street'!"

As Zhao Chuanxin sent Rebecca Levi downstairs, he happened to hear the fat white man whining about how he wanted to be the "King of Wall Street."

He smiled without saying a word, casually put the hat on his head and lowered the brim of the hat.

However, just a brief glance was enough for Fritz Heinze to see his Chinese face clearly.

At this time, Chinese faces were rare among white-collar workers working on Wall Street.

Just as Zhao Chuanxin was about to speak, he saw Fritz Heinze and his younger brother, Shi Shiran, walking over and said loudly and boldly: "Are you an employee of Lawson?"

Zhao Chuanxin took a step back and said speechlessly: "How loud are you yelling at the gods and demons?"

"..." Fritz Heinze held his cigar between his fingers and pointed at Zhao Chuanxin, who was a head taller than him: "I'm currently short of manpower. Consider working under me? Don't worry, I will tell Lawson. , he will let him go."

After speaking, he glanced at Rebecca Levi vaguely.

The drunkard's intention is not to drink.

In his opinion, if Rebecca Levi was Zhao Chuanxin's family member, and Zhao Chuanxin went to work for her, he would have the opportunity to take action.

Zhao Chuanxin did not expect him to come out like this, and said vaguely: "Well... Thomas can give me a lot, but ordinary people can't afford my salary."

"Young man, my name is Fritz Heinze!" Fritz Heinze smiled proudly: "God created the world in seven days, and I, Heinze, will use one day to create a new order on Wall Street! Follow me. , it will definitely not be worse than staying here.”

"Well..." Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: "Your Excellency and I have no enmity, why are you pretending to be cool in front of me?"

"..." Fritz Heinze's face turned red for a moment: "Well, you can make a price."

Zhao Chuanxin was originally just trying to make peace with him, but it was obvious that this fat white man insisted on giving money, as if not accepting it would be a treasonous attitude, which really moved New York and moved him.

He coughed dryly, and the lion opened his mouth: "Hmm... So, a weekly salary of 1,000?"

Otto staggered behind him, almost scared to death by the salary.

What is the salary level of 1,000 yuan?

At the beginning, Samuel Gompers of the Federation of Labor set an annual salary of $1,000 for himself during the founding period.

Zhao Chuanxin's weekly salary is 1,000, and his monthly salary is at least 4,000.

Letting go to future generations means earning $100,000 a month.

Fritz Heinze gasped, the cigar smoke choking his lungs, and coughed heartbreakingly.

But suddenly I saw Rebecca Levi's eyes widening in shock, her cute face, and her tall and sexy figure, which made her look special.

Is he the one who's short of the few thousand dollars?

In ancient China, there were beacon fire plays on the princes, but now Heinze spends a lot of money on beauties, which is nothing!

He pretended to be bold: "Very well, young man, as long as you can pretend, the world is yours! I agreed, let's try it out for a week!"

Otto was dumbfounded.

Are you kidding me?

Rebecca Levi is confused: Is it so easy to make money on Wall Street?

If you think that Lao Zhao is someone who just accepts good things, then he is totally wrong.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately stretched out his hand: "Okay, let's advance five hundred yuan to Huahua."

"..." Fritz Heinze is really not the kind of person who is short of money, but he is also not the kind of person who takes advantage of him.

With the beauty by his side, he was a little bit too hard to get off.

He said, "Let me ask you a question first."

"Say it?"

"What do you think of Charles Barney?"

Charles Barney, chairman of the Knickerbocker Trust Company, the third largest trust company in the United States, was an old friend of Fritz Heinze's partner Morse.

The reason why Fritz Heinze asked this was because some time ago, they wanted to cooperate with Charles Barney, but Charles Barney verbally rejected them.

He wanted to test Zhao Chuanxin and ask him not to push his limits too far.

Zhao Chuanxin lit up a cigarette and took a long puff. His expression became serious, and he spoke as quickly as a machine gun: "Heroes don't know their origins, and young people don't know their wives. Women don't understand men who want to become stronger, because women are Love does not need to be strong. As for Charles Barney, he is not a white rabbit. As we all know, the difficulty of manipulating a stock price is far greater than the value itself. Therefore, if the ice-making and canal businesses are doing well, short sellers may not I will listen to your warning. If old Morgan watches the fire from the other side, the New York government will be insolvent. Although the miser was generous, the actual amount he took out was only 10 million. The Tennessee coal mine is facing bankruptcy, and the anti-monopoly defenders must break it It’s a critical situation. Andrew Carnegie seems to be a good man, but you can’t let him suffer. The winner is the most inconspicuous, and the United States may be in danger of war..."

Otto's head was buzzing as he listened to Zhao Chuanxin's serious nonsense. He thought to himself, "Isn't this man a fool?"

Rebecca Levi couldn't help but snicker, she just felt that Zhao Chuanxin's mouth was really...

Fritz Heinze froze with his cigar between his arms.

Is this all nonsense?

But when he took a closer look, he felt something was wrong.

I couldn't tell what was wrong.

Otto and Rebecca Levi couldn't remember what Zhao Chuanxin said.

But Fritz Heinze has such a huge net worth, there are still some extraordinary things, such as his extraordinary memory.

Although Zhao Chuanxin's words sounded logically confusing, he actually remembered them all word for word.

What kind of hero does not ask where he comes from? Young people don’t know their young wives.

Could it be that he saw through his plot against Rebecca Levi?

Later, I also said that Charles Barney is not a white rabbit, an insolvent, a miser, a Tennessee coal miner, an antitrust defender...

Each one seems to have a meaning, but it is so hidden in the fog that it is maddeningly impossible to see the truth.

What made Fritz Heinze's heartstrings tremble the most was one of the sentences: Short sellers may not heed your warning...