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

Seeing Atlan in a panic, the white boss David suddenly asked,

"Atlan, why are the top executives of TA company so distraught? What happened?"

Atlan was directing the security guards and then he answered unconsciously,

"The river defense has been lost! The People's Liberation Army has fully crossed the river!"

"what!"

David quickly grabbed Atlan's arm and shouted,

"Where did this news come from?"

"This morning, US Consul Carter flew to the battlefield..."

Atlan was only halfway through his words when he suddenly realized something and asked back,

"You haven't heard of this news yet?"

David ignored Atlan's problem and hurried to the hotel lobby. He ran so fast that he almost broke the world sprint record.

Human potential is infinite, but it cannot be fully realized under normal circumstances.

David grabbed the phone in the lobby and shouted,

"Quick, connect me to the US Consulate!"

He was extremely anxious and restless!

Behind David were countless white people who were eagerly waiting.

After a moment, the call was successfully transferred, and a polite greeting came from the other end.

"Hello, this is the U.S. Consulate!"

David said quickly,

"I'm David, the manager of Robert Trading. May I ask if Consul Carter has returned? Has the river defense been breached?"

There was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone, then he said,

"Consul Carter just returned from the airport. Mr. David, please don't worry. The consulate is in urgent consultation. Everything will be fine!"

David could no longer listen to what was said next. Suddenly, he remembered something and asked,

"Did Mr. Carter personally witness the breach of the river defenses?"

After another short silence, a voice came from the phone.

"I don't know, but the consulate is in chaos right now!"

David was struck by lightning, and the phone in his hand fell down and hung on the counter, swinging back and forth!

He squatted on the ground, holding his head with his hands, his body shaking constantly!

10% off!

The bankruptcy of Robert Trading is a foregone conclusion!

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

David roared, hysterically!

He tore the banknote redemption agreement into pieces, threw it into the air, and laughed wildly.

“It’s snowing! It’s snowing!”

The other business owners around here felt the same way!

Smith looked at the agreement in his hand. As long as he signed it and handed it to TA company before 8 o'clock, the banknotes could be redeemed!

But now?

Suddenly, a white man rushed into the hall and shouted,

"Hepburn & Co. has gone bankrupt!"

Smith tore up the agreement in his hand and threw it into the air!

He joined David, and behaved wildly,

"Look everyone, silver is falling from the sky!"

Smith is already in his seventies. He came to China when he was twenty years old. It was so easy to make money back then because Westerners had privileges. No matter what you did, you could earn a lot of silver.

You can make money by transporting grain that is about to go moldy.

We can make money by transporting salt mixed with sand and gravel.

Even if you sue the Chinese, you can get a lot of compensation!

These Western companies are like mosquitoes, their stomachs full of the blood of the Chinese people!

More and more people tore up the agreement and threw it into the air!

The entire Chinachem lobby is a mess!

Outside the Chinachem Hotel, Hu Zhenhua and Wang Cuicui stood side by side in front of the crowd. The microphone had been set up. Hu Zhenhua spoke calmly.

"My fellow countrymen, TA has done its best. We've used up all our cash trying to recycle banknotes from the market. I originally thought that simply reducing the number of banknotes would prevent this crisis, but human power is ultimately limited!"

After saying that, Hu Zhenhua bowed deeply!

This action was not appreciated by everyone. One student shouted,

"Hu Zhenhua, you sound like a tragic hero! Let me ask you, why do you only accept banknotes from Western banks and ignore the people?"

Hu Zhenhua glanced at him. This student was at most sixteen or seventeen years old. In the future, he would be at most in high school.

And in this era, they have begun to work hard for the country and the people!

The children of the poor are already in charge!

Children from poor countries should become self-reliant!

Lao Hu's voice was sonorous and powerful.

"You only saw me buying back the banknotes from the merchant bank, but you didn't see me injecting a large amount of capital into the foreign bank. The money that many people withdrew last night was all provided by TA Company!"

The student was stunned. After all, he had little social experience and didn't know how to refute.

Beside him, a man who looked like a teacher said,

"What we are asking now is why you don't buy the people's banknotes!"

Hu Zhenhua laughed and shouted,

"Don't judge a thing by its surface! Now, I don't want to explain any further! Sir, let me ask you a question: If I buy from the people at a 10% discount, will you call me a jackal?"

"will not!"

Hu Zhenhua was so angry that he laughed out loud, holding the microphone and yelled,

"Great! Don't you want me to treat everyone equally? Even though their company has run out of cash, they can still scrape together three or five hundred thousand. Now, I'll buy banknotes from the people at a 90% discount!"

Hu Zhenhua paused and continued to shout,

"Also, in order to reduce the amount of banknotes on the market, I have decided to burn all the inventory!"

He yelled at the staff.

"Take out all the banknotes and burn them!"

Atlan suddenly rushed over, and because he ran too fast, he fell at Lao Hu's feet!

He ignored the pain, grabbed Hu Zhenhua's trouser legs, and wailed,

"Chairman, we can't! That's all our company's assets! The major foreign companies are still holding on, so we still have hope!"

Hu Zhenhua kicked him away and yelled,

"There's no hope! The crisis will never be resolved unless the amount of banknotes on the market decreases!"

Atlan crawled over again, hugged Lao Hu's thighs, and cried and snotted.

"Chairman, those banknotes are not ours yet! Yes, they are not ours yet!"

Hu Zhenhua kicked him again, glanced at his watch, and shouted,

"How dare you disobey my orders, you bastard! Fine, I'll wait five more minutes!"

It's 7:55 now, 5 minutes to o'clock!

Theoretically, banknotes do not belong to TA company.

Lao Hu shouted to the staff,

"First, move out the Hepburn & Co. banknotes!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted,

"Their company has lost all its money, what will happen to our insurance?"

Hu Zhenhua was stunned, his face was so gloomy that water droplets could be squeezed out!

He calmed down and shouted,

"The company just ran out of cash, it's not bankrupt! We still have planes, cruise ships, and real estate. If we sell them, we'll have enough to pay the insurance!"

Hu Zhenhua paused and continued to shout,

"Our TA Cruise Company still receives millions of dollars in cash every day. Oh, and our Future Airlines is transporting passengers in Jinling! TA Company will not fail!"

At the reception desk, hundreds of white bosses stared at the clock in the hall. Every tick of the second hand struck everyone's heart!

"Gentlemen, is there anyone who intends to sign a redemption agreement?"

There is still one last minute. If they miss it, the banknotes will not belong to them!

Everyone looked at each other, and no one was willing to sign!

……

At the U.S. Consulate, Carter hung up the phone with a gloomy expression.

"I've just confirmed that the Western trading company has lost those banknotes!"

Morris was no longer as panicked as before. Just now, the consulate was authorized and agreed to the "Central Bank Plan" to provide emergency assistance to major foreign banks!

This would have been a good thing, but it was different when the banknotes fell into Hu Zhenhua's hands!

If the consulate releases a large amount of US dollars, who will eventually get the money?

The answer is obvious: Hu Zhenhua!

Morris blew out a puff of smoke and said,

"I think we must negotiate with Hu Zhenhua and get those banknotes back!"

Carter's gaze turned towards the Cathay Hotel.

James said worriedly,

"Hu Zhenhua's industrial zone plan has been approved domestically. If his company has sufficient funds, it will be difficult for us to control him!"

On the other side, the consulate staff said,

"If it really doesn't work, let some foreign companies continue to go bankrupt!"

Morris immediately objected.

"No! Saving the foreign banks isn't the goal. The real goal is to prevent the invasion of rice and dollars. If all the major foreign banks go bankrupt, the circulation of rice and dollars will be greatly reduced!"

Carter suddenly turned around and shouted,

"Mr. Morris, please go talk to Hu Zhenhua. Even if it's only for a 20% discount on those banknotes, that's fine!"

"Okay, I'll do it right away!"

……

In the Chinachem Hotel, in front of the microphone, Hu Zhenhua was still roaring!

After an unknown amount of time, he looked at his watch and said weakly,

"Take out the banknotes and burn them!"

Atlan cried and wailed, and seeing that he could not persuade her, he shouted,

"Mr. Guo, Mr. Guo, where are you? Please persuade the chairman! We still have hope, we still have hope!"

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.

"Mr. Guo is here!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Guo Dachong hiding in the corner of the flower garden, smoking one cigarette after another, and the ground was covered with cigarette butts!

Old Guo faced everyone's gaze, stood up, and slowly walked towards Hu Zhenhua.

When the two met, there was no longer the passion of the past, only silence.

After a long time, Guo Dachong asked,

"Can burning banknotes solve the crisis?"

Hu Zhenhua shook his head

"I don't know, but as long as there are fewer banknotes on the market, the crisis will naturally be under control!"

Guo Dachong lit another cigarette and looked up at the sky. After a long while, he shouted,

"Then burn it!"

He grabbed the microphone from Hu Zhenhua and shouted,

"From now on, TA Cruise Company will accept half of every ticket in banknotes as payment, with a 50% discount on the face value of the banknotes! I just can't believe that banknotes are that scary!"

After Lao Guo finished speaking, he threw the microphone to the ground and walked towards the lobby on the first floor of Chinachem without looking back. There were countless banknotes piled up there.

"Move it all out for me!"

Dozens of staff members were busy carrying the materials.

Outside the Cathay Hotel, Hu Zhenhua directed everyone to buy banknotes at a 10% discount.

The only cash he had was less than 3 yuan!

Every time he received a banknote, Lao Hu would throw it into the fire and destroy it on the spot!

It seems like a broken jar.

Atlan knew that he couldn't stop it, so he curled up and sat on the ground with a dazed expression, not saying a word!

Boxes of banknotes were brought out and doused with gasoline.

After an unknown amount of time, dozens of porters were exhausted, and one of them shouted,

"Boss Guo, the brothers really can't move anymore. How about we burn a batch first?"

Guo Dachong didn't mind and waved his hand.

"You guys take a break!"

Lao Guo took out a metal lighter, lit it, and threw it out!

A raging fire shot up into the sky.

Countless reporters pressed the shutter buttons in their hands to capture this scene on film!

When Morris arrived, he saw this scene.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he quickly told his assistant to pass the message back to the consulate.