Dreaming back to 1949, the great powers were there to deceive us

April 4, sunny, Yizai Foreign Company!

Last night, the Magic City did not sleep at all, and there was no question of waking up this morning.

At six o'clock in the morning, a transport plane took off from Shanghai, flew in from the estuary, and went up the Yangtze River.

There were more than a dozen Americans on the plane, including businessmen, military attachés, and diplomats!

Their faces showed undisguised fatigue.

It was not only the people queuing up to withdraw money in Shanghai who had a sleepless night, but also the people on the plane.

Morris stared at the rolling water of the Yangtze River, but his thoughts had already flown to Huaqi Foreign Company. Last night, he used various means to urgently transfer 1300 million yuan, but it was a drop in the bucket.

If we want to realize the "Central Bank Plan", the hope still lies with the consulate!

The plane flew at a speed of 400 kilometers per hour at an altitude of about 2000 meters!

If the Red Army had an air force, the consulate would never have dared to go to the war zone so blatantly.

Good people are often bullied, and a weak country can only protest!

In the Magic City, the crisp shouts of newsboys can be heard on the streets.

"Newspaper sellers, newspaper sellers! Three foreign companies went bankrupt last night, and the Magic City's banking industry is in turmoil!"

Soon, another newsboy appeared.

"Newspapers for sale, newspapers for sale! The rich only help the rich. TA Company provided emergency assistance to all the major foreign companies last night! They've run out of ammunition!"

"Newspaper sellers, newspaper sellers, a new era traitor has been revealed. Why is TA company chairman Hu Zhenhua unwilling to help the common people?"

"Newspapers for sale, newspapers for sale! Experts predict that all foreign companies will not survive until 10 a.m.!"

"Newspapers for sale, newspapers for sale! Last night, the Secret Service launched an emergency fundraising campaign to save the banking industry in Magic City. They've already raised enough silver dollars!"

"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers, the city government is urgently collecting donations, and has already raised silver dollars!"

"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers, the garrison is urgently collecting donations, and the amount of silver dollars has been raised so far!"

"Newspapers for sale, newspapers for sale, Lingnan Chamber of Commerce..."

The newspapers and news are so dazzling!

In the office on the seventh floor, Qu Xiaodou suddenly rushed in and shouted,

"Chairman, something bad has happened! A large crowd has gathered outside the Cathay Hotel, shouting 'Down with the traitor!' The crowd is furious!"

Hu Zhenhua looked at Qu Xiaodou's expression and said with a smile,

"Xiaodou, do you also think that I'm a traitor by only helping Western trading companies?"

Qu Xiaodou grinned and smiled innocently.

"Chairman, why are you unwilling to help ordinary people?"

"Excuse me, what discount did you get for those banknotes?"

"One discount!"

Hu Zhenhua burst into laughter.

"That's it! I've secured the Western merchant banknotes at a 90% discount. Now that the merchant bank has the money, it can redeem the full amount for the people!"

After a brief thought, Qu Xiaodou suddenly jumped up and shouted,

"Chairman, I understand. Tao is ruthless but also compassionate!"

"Of course, Xiaodou, you can speak classical Chinese now. Who did you learn from?"

"Madam taught us. She gives us lessons every day! If she has enough time, she'll teach us more. Even if she doesn't have enough time, she'll teach us to recite a few ancient Chinese verses!"

Lao Hu was very surprised, he had never noticed this before.

"When did Madam start teaching you?"

"It started before we went to Jinling!"

Hu Zhenhua nodded.

"I understand. Go ahead and do your work. As long as the people don't rush into Chinachem, leave them alone!"

"Yes!"

After sending Qu Xiaodou away, Hu Zhenhua picked up the phone and said,

"Brother Guo, how's it going?"

Guo Dachong's bright smile came from the receiver.

"It's all done!"

"okay, I get it!"

After hanging up the phone, Hu Zhenhua dialed another number and said,

"Manager Qu, notify all businesses immediately and ask them to exchange their banknotes for their own. If it exceeds 8 o'clock, they will suffer heavy losses!"

"Yes!"

Hu Zhenhua looked at the time, it was already half past six!

He took out his notebook and looked through it again.

Last night, TA company purchased banknotes with a total value of more than 4.5 million, but two banks went bankrupt at night, and at least 2 million banknotes were scrapped.

Of these two foreign companies, the boss of one ran away, and in the other, the wife ran away with all the property!

There are still 4.1 million left!

Hu Zhenhua closed his notebook, closed his eyes, and began to deduce the entire plan in his mind to ensure that there were no omissions!

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Cuicui opened the door and walked in gently!

Hu Zhenhua opened his eyes and saw his little wife, grinning.

"Cui Cui, good morning!"

"Sir, are you going to war?"

Hu Zhenhua took her hand and said with a smile,

"No, I'm going to harvest crops!"

"Bragging!"

Hu Zhenhua suddenly felt less nervous. He pulled Wang Cuicui to the window and pointed at the surging crowd outside and said,

"Believe it or not, I can make them scatter like birds and beasts in the midst of a conversation!"

"I believe, sir, you can always create miracles!"

She held Lao Hu's hand tightly and comforted him,

“Even if we have nothing, we can still start from scratch!”

Hu Zhenhua was not as optimistic as her. If he failed this time, the top executives of his company would be killed without a burial place just because they lost more than 400 million yuan from those corrupt officials.

There is no way around it.

Lao Hu must bring them in, which is equivalent to dividing the spoils. Otherwise, once the success is achieved, they will pounce on him like a pack of wolves.

To dance with corrupt officials, you must be highly skilled!

Hu Zhenhua held Wang Cuicui in his arms and asked,

"Did you hear something?"

"I heard the hotel staff say that our company has used up all its cash and has only paid for rooms until 4 pm this afternoon!"

"That's right! Are you scared?"

"Don't worry, at worst, I'll go do the laundry!"

Hu Zhenhua was happy and said with a smile,

"It's not that bad. Don't forget, we still have a branch in Hong Kong!"

Wang Cuicui suddenly thought of something and asked,

"Sir, why don't those foreign companies choose to go bankrupt?"

"Because they've lent out more money than they've deposited. As long as they can hold on, they can still make back the money they lost. If they go bankrupt and liquidate, they'll never recover! Those Western business owners won't let them off!"

"Then why do some people choose to run away with the money?"

"Greed blinds the mind! Just wait and see, those who run away will not have a good end!"

As if to confirm what Lao Hu said, at this moment, at Shilipu Wharf, two bodies were hung on the flagpole, one male and one female!

The man's name is Soren, the owner of Newman & Co.!

The woman's name is Ellie, the owner of Camellia Foreign Company!

The two corpses were stripped naked, looking like two white pigs!

Suddenly, Qu Xiaodou walked in, coughed twice, and when he saw Hu Zhenhua turned around, he spoke,

"The bosses of all the major businesses have arrived and are in the lobby on the first floor!"

Wang Cuicui held Hu Zhenhua's hand and smiled sweetly.

"Sir, I'm the hostess, and it's time for me to meet the guests!"

"Okay, let's go meet them together!"

The two walked side by side, they walked very slowly, chatting from time to time, as if nothing had happened.

Lao Hu was feeling nervous. He had staked everything on this battle. Now the entire TA Group couldn't even come up with 10 yuan in cash!

To use a word commonly used in gambling in later generations: ALL in!

Even if Hu Zhenhua has a God's perspective!

Even though he was completely confident in his plan.

But, Lao Hu was still nervous!

He doesn't want to be a comet, shining only for a moment!

He wants to be the morning star, hanging in the sky forever!

In the lobby on the first floor, the atmosphere was extremely depressing. The bosses of the major businesses had no desire to talk. They either smoked silently or sat there in a daze.

Even when Hu Zhenhua and Wang Cuicui appeared, they just looked up!

Hu Zhenhua walked to the podium, picked up the microphone, and said calmly,

"Before 8 o'clock, you can get your banknotes back. After 8 o'clock, if you wait even for a second, sorry, the banknotes belong to their company! We've prepared the redemption agreement. All you need to do is sign it and hand it over to their company before o'clock!"

After saying that, he took Wang Cuicui and walked towards the hotel garden!

Since they moved into the Chinachem Hotel, the two of them have never visited the garden together!

Everyone received the redemption agreement, on which TA company had already signed, and only the spaces for the various trading companies were left empty.

In the hall, Atlan shouted expressionlessly,

"Hurry up and get the Newman and Camellia banknotes out."

More than 40 million banknotes filled more than 20 large wooden boxes.

It took more than a dozen porters three trips back and forth to move the boxes to an open space more than 100 meters away from the Chinachem Building.

This scene finally attracted the attention of the white bosses, and they all stood up and walked out.

Atlan looked at the hundreds of white bosses and shouted loudly,

"Everyone, does anyone want to redeem these bank notes?"

He shouted three times in a row, and when no one responded, he shouted,

"Since none of you want them, let them go to see God!"

The staff opened the wooden box and poured gasoline on it!

Atlan had a blank expression on his face. He didn't care about his image. He sat down on the steps of the hotel, took out a cigarette, and started smoking slowly.

Time passes so slowly, every second is torture!

Finally, five minutes passed and less than one-fifth of a cigarette was left.

Atlan stood up and walked towards the wooden box with an expressionless face. When he was about ten meters away, he flicked the cigarette butt in his hand.

The cigarette butt drew a parabola under the gaze of countless people. The moment it fell, the gasoline was ignited, and a raging flame rose up and rolled into the sky!

People who were several kilometers away could see the space above Chinachem being distorted by the scorching heat!

The protesting crowd, who had originally been shouting that Hu Zhenhua was a traitor, suddenly quieted down.

The blazing flames took away tens of millions of dollars in cash.

The white bosses who were yelling and cursing last night no longer had any desire to speak.

Everyone just stood there, waiting for fate to decide.

Atlan went back to the steps and sat down, smoking one cigarette after another!

The scene was extremely quiet, with only the crackling sound of the burning wooden boxes.

Suddenly, a white servant reminded him of his boss.

"Boss, it's already half past seven!"

Everyone hurriedly checked the time, and sure enough!

White bosses are caught in a dilemma.

If you exchange it for banknotes, you may lose everything.

If you don’t change it, you will suffer heavy losses!

Last night, a cunning business took banknotes to a foreign bank to exchange them. They queued all night but didn't get anything in return!

Two businesses even angered Morris, and he threatened to cancel future cooperation!

Hu Zhenhua, an outsider, was willing to come to his aid, but you, as his own brothers, actually took advantage of his misfortune!

Suddenly, a white man shouted,

"Exchange, I want to exchange it for banknotes!"

Atlan then raised his head and shouted,

"Change this gentleman immediately!"

After saying that, his eyes swept across the faces of all the bosses.

"Everyone, time is almost up, please hurry up and process. If you exceed the time limit, you will suffer heavy losses!"

These words angered the protesting people. The leader raised his fist and shouted,

"Traitor! Traitor! Traitor!"

Foreign businesses suffered heavy losses, but didn’t the common people also suffer heavy losses?

The loud slogans soar into the sky!

The people shouted for a while, but seeing that there was no effect, they began to throw miscellaneous objects at Huamao, such as bricks, vegetable leaves, and broken shoes.

Some have even begun to attack Chinachem!

Atlanta was shocked and shouted,

"Stop them, don't let them in!"

Suddenly, he remembered something and shouted,

"Quick, go get the chairman!"