Reborn with wealth that rivals the country.

"Hurry!!! Activate the emergency plan!!! Hurry!!!"

Solomon grabbed the phone in fear, but his fingers slipped uncontrollably out of fear.

There are over a hundred security personnel in the foundation's headquarters building, and each of them is one of the world's top soldiers. They are all fully armed with various weapons and equipment.

Things like tear gas, riot shields, tranquilizer guns, stun guns, etc.

If it were a parade of the usual scale, even if all the workers rushed in, the foundation's security department would be 100% confident that they could control the situation.

But today... all the security personnel didn't even have the courage to rush out and stop it!

There are too many people, and they cannot control it at all.

"Captain, Mr. Rothschild asked us to find a way to control the situation as soon as possible." A security officer reported to the captain of the security brigade.

"Dan, tell everyone to close the blast door of the security department. No one is allowed to leave."

Captain Traka said in a deep voice.

"Huh? We...are just going to hide? Do nothing?"

Dan asked, somewhat puzzled.

"A few thousand bucks a month, what's the point of playing with your life? If you want to die, just jump off the rooftop. It's much more comfortable than trying to stop hundreds of thousands of people from moving."

Traka said disdainfully.

"But, wouldn't this ruin our team's reputation?" Dan said unconvinced.

In his opinion, he must protect his employer's safety even at the cost of his life, so as to live up to his honor.

"Don't forget, we are workers too, we are part of the 99% too."

Traka reminded.

In an instant, Dan was silent.

All security personnel also remained silent.

It turned out that their beloved captain did not stay out because he was afraid of death, but because he agreed with the concept of the Baguo Workers' Association's march.

Solomon was anxious at this time.

He couldn't call on Abe's men, and the police from the hegemonic country couldn't come. Now he was like a saint trapped in a goblin's lair, and could only wait to be slaughtered!

Deafening slogans came from downstairs, getting closer and closer, and every word was like a hammer hitting his eardrums: "We are the 99%! You are the 1%!"

“As long as capital survives, workers will have a hard time surviving!!!”

"We are born free, who deserves to be superior!!!"

"Vampires, here we come!!!"

"..."

Michelle said in panic: "Mr. Rothschild, they have blocked the stairs and elevator. We can't escape!"

No one knows what the angry workers of the hegemonic country will do.

If someone dies, it will be a big deal!

The people here are either rich or noble.

Even a trader is one of the best in the world, with a net worth of tens of billions or even hundreds of billions.

Not to mention, the First Apostle and the First Lord God are here!

Suddenly, a man roared at the camera on the surveillance video: "Richard! Solomon! I'm here to seek justice!!!"

I told you I would be back!!!”

Solomon looked at Richard and asked frantically, "Who is he?"

Richard said in a trembling voice: "It's... it's the subordinate I fired before... I didn't... I didn't give him compensation... It seems that there is more than one person here."

Solomon grabbed Richard by the collar and said, "Why the hell don't you give me compensation? These people are obviously here to take revenge!"

What if they climb up and stab us?

ah! ! ! "

Richard said aggrievedly: “But, you agreed to sign it in the beginning.

You also praised me, saying that I helped the company save costs and encouraged everyone to learn from me."

Solomon said angrily, "You believe what I say?"

"Boss, find a solution quickly! They're about to flood to the top floor!"

Michelle said in panic.

Solomon looked at the crowd in the surveillance video that was getting closer and closer like zombies. Those people who were still regarded as ants before this morning were now like a tsunami. Their eyes were shining in the dark corridor, like countless hungry wolves.

At this moment, Solomon suddenly realized...

What a god on earth!

Even if he is as rich as a country, even if he is extremely powerful, he is still just a mortal after all.

He has no supernatural powers or special abilities, so he has no good solution when encountering such a situation.

Solomon gritted his teeth and made a quick decision to call Chen Mo.

He knew it was useless to call Joey Powell now.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Hello, Solomon. It's been a while since we last contacted each other. Have you slept well recently?"

Chen Mo's grinning voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Chen Mo!!! It was you who came up with the plan to occupy Huaer Street, right?!"

Solomon demanded.

"Is it... or isn't it?"

Chen Mo imitated Xiao Sunyang's voice and said it in a mean tone.

Actually, there is nothing wrong with this answer.

Even if Chen Mo had not interfered, the Occupy Wall Street movement would have occurred in a while, but on a much smaller scale than today's movement, and in the end it would have been easily suppressed by the hegemonic authorities.

So it is hard to say whether what happened today is a repeat of history or was promoted by Chen Mo.

But Solomon's defense was instantly broken: "Don't make that weird noise, just answer my question!!!"

"So what?" Chen Mo said arrogantly.

"Do you know that all the financial institutions in Huaer Street are paralyzed?

Do you know what kind of impact this will have on the world economy? ! ! ! ! ! " Solomon cursed.

"So you called me just to say this useless nonsense? If so, you can hang up now." Chen Mo said with a smile.

"Chen Mo, can we not involve these irrelevant people in our fight?

You are involving innocent people by doing this!"

Solomon said righteously.

"You can't just demand fairness and justice when your interests are harmed.

Don't forget, you were the one who started this."

"What's more... we are already at war to the death. Do you think moral kidnapping will work on me?" Chen Mo said disdainfully.

"So what do you want? What exactly do you want for the parade to withdraw?"

Solomon finally compromised.

It wasn't because he didn't want to continue persuading them, but because he saw a crowd of people like zombies banging on the explosion-proof door on the top floor.

Even outside the window, there were people climbing up with ropes!

This scene is no different from the zombie apocalypse!

Who wouldn’t be scared when seeing this?

"What do I want? Solomon, I want you to stop going long. Can you promise me?" Chen Mo said disdainfully.

"Of course not," Solomon replied immediately.

“Well, then what I want is the same as these workers.

As long as you agree to the workers' demands, they will leave on their own initiative."

After Chen Mo said that, he hung up the phone and didn't waste any more words with Solomon.