Zhao Chuanxin told Fritz Heinze sincerely, stop before it's too late, there are only Thomas Lawson and Jesse Livermore outside.

While Fritz Heinze was driving up the stock price, Thomas Lawson and Jesse Livermore were also slowly releasing their shares.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't lie, they already earned enough at this time.

Moreover, he will indeed bring Rebecca Levi to the celebration banquet, but if it is not a celebration banquet here, it is open to question.

Fritz Heinze said unhappily: "What do you mean by making enough money? We have just begun! Okay, please step back, and remember to take Rebecca with you tonight, otherwise you won't be able to

Come to the celebration party."

He was so proud that he didn't even bother to conceal his intentions.

"Absolutely..." Zhao Chuanxin agreed quickly.

This is destined to be a crazy day in financial history.

If the collapse caused by the San Francisco earthquake last year could be said to be caused by a natural disaster, this year's financial crisis is definitely caused by **.

Not long after, a very stylish man also came.

This man is clean-shaven and is middle-aged, but he still maintains a decent figure.

He was wearing an expensive suit, holding a civilized stick in his hand, and was followed by two followers who looked alike.

When Zhao Chuanxin looked at his face, he always felt like a rabbit.

"Who is this"

The white-collar worker whispered: "Ice King, Charles Morse."

Zhao Chuanxin said that the probability of a Yankee with the same name is too high.

For example, Morgan is also called John, Rockefeller is also called John, and both of them are called John.

The name Charles has the same name as the police detective he killed.

He said cheerfully: "It's good. All the top guys on the list are here together. I don't even think I can win this K."

The white-collar worker was puzzled: "How much money can you win? You still have to watch them perform."

"Brother, you are right, I am just waiting for them to show their real skills." Zhao Chuanxin patted the white-collar worker on the shoulder.

The white-collar worker shook his head: "Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you, today I will raise the stock price of United Copper to the sky!"

Zhao Chuanxin returned to his chair and leaned back comfortably, crossed his legs, played with the scepter of salvation in his hand, and muttered: "There is a cloud in the northwest sky, and the crow falls into the phoenix group. The whole room is full of heroes.

, who is the king and who is the minister..."

While Fritz Heinze was driving up United Copper's stock price, he was also telling short sellers not to complain.

These days, United Copper's share price has risen from the US dollar to the opening price this morning.

By noon, the stock price of United Copper rose from US dollars to US dollars.

Retail investors on street exchanges and the New York Stock Exchange went crazy, and short sellers were dumbfounded.

The stock price rise in the past few days was still a normal curve, rising and falling.

But today, the stock price of United Copper seems to have been equipped with an engine, and it is going straight up without any wavy lines.

Even at noon, there were only people who went out to purchase food and returned it for distribution, and no one left the table.

When the lobster tail sandwich was handed to Zhao Chuanxuan, Zhao Chuanxian looked at the cursive characters printed on the kraft paper of the package: Haha, it turned out to be fast food from the Xinghui Dining Car.

Amidst the chatter, Otto rushed out of the office: "Can anyone tell me why the price in the US dollar has not moved?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Zhao Chuanxin grinned silently.

Of course it's because his people are selling United Copper shares.

This is just the first wave.

The stocks in hand should be divided into batches, and the stock price in US dollars is the peak of the sharp sell-off.

Otto was patrolling for a week and suddenly pointed at Zhao Chuanxin and said angrily: "Why are you laughing?"

"It's my fault." Zhao Chuanxin shrugged and stood up with a sandwich: "Then I'll go to the mailroom. What a narrow-minded bitch."

Everyone knows that Otto and Zhao Chuanxin cannot deal with each other, so no one is surprised.

After Zhao Chuanxin left, someone said: "I'll go to the exchange to find out."

With that said, he picked up his coat and hurried out.

Zhao Chuanxin went to the mailroom and said to the girl working here: "Everyone is passing out sandwiches outside. Go out and get one quickly. Don't let those dogs eat them up. I'll watch over it for you for a while."
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The girl in the mailroom winked: "You are so considerate."

"What do you mean, I'm not just caring, I can be caring everywhere."

The girl sneered, twisted her butt and walked out the door.

Zhao Chuanxin stopped smiling, sat down quickly, and sent a telegram: Otto was anxious when he saw the stock price stagnating.

After I finished posting, I immediately left my seat, feeling like I was a spy.

The man who went to the exchange to inquire came back and told Otto: "It's Thomas Lawson's people. They are selling stocks. They should just close their positions normally. I saw that they stopped without selling much."

Otto's brows relaxed and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Continue!"

In fact, this is normal. When the stock price rises, people will naturally sell.

This is how the wavy lines on the daily limit board come about.

Dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar.

When it comes to the U.S. dollar, it can no longer rise.

This time, even Charles Morse couldn't sit still.

The scale of the capital pool continues to fall, and their worth is weighed on this battle.

He came out and asked: "Come here, go to the exchange next door and see what's going on."

Someone ran out again.

Came back and said: "It's Thomas Lawson."

Otto yelled: "Farke, damn son of a bitch Lawson."

Charles Morse said: "I'm going to call the Yankee and ask him what he wants to do."

Because he was afraid of alerting others, Jesse Livermore did not use leverage, but bought and sold stocks with real money, which would not easily attract attention.

Sure enough, it is wise to do so.

It was only now that it really attracted their attention.

When Charles Morse came to the mailroom, he saw a Chinese sitting on the table, teasing their mailman.

He couldn't help being stunned, and he said with a sullen face: "Get out."

Well, the top brothers on the list are all uncles. Zhao Chuanxin winked at the mailman and walked to the door.

He heard Morse roaring: "Lawson, do you know what the hell you are doing? Are you going to fight me?"

"You didn't mean it"

"Listen to your excuse"

"Stop it immediately, or I will take you to hell! Didn't you receive our warning? Anyone who dares to short United Copper is the enemy of Heinze and I!"

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"Humph, that's pretty much it."

After hanging up the phone, Charles Morse walked out of the mailroom, saw Zhao Chuanxin leaning on the door frame, and glared at him.

Walking to Otto, he asked: "Who is that Chinese? Why is he so free?"

Otto smiled bitterly: "It's not that Fritz has fallen in love with his wife."

"How long has it been since then? It's still romantic"

At this time, Fritz Heinze was personally in charge of the exchange.

Today, the major exchanges in New York are going crazy.

Just because United Copper's stocks are soaring all the way.

Short-sellers cursed all day long, while retail investors holding United Copper shares burst into cheers from time to time.

"It won’t go up, it won’t go up."

"What's going on"

"It's definitely a trap, it's a trap."

"Shit, it's said that it was caused by a large amount of selling."
To be continued...