Rebirth in 1998 starts with the stock god

How ironic!

Shang Ying abandoned his dignity, honor, and everything for Shang Li and surrendered.

Shang Li described him as "the biggest weakness".

Even after Shang Ying surrendered, he was already sentenced to a suspended death sentence, and he was not going to let him go!

Solomon has lived so long and has come into contact with many killers, but this is the first time he has seen someone as selfish as Shang Li!

"He is not your weakness, but your armor."

Solomon couldn't hold it back and snorted coldly.

Then Solomon realized that he had talked a little too much.

Normally, he could maintain his demeanor even when he met someone he hated, even if it was Chen Mo. How could he be so unable to control his emotions when he met Shang Li, his nominal rival?

Shang Li scratched his head in embarrassment and did not dare to refute, he could only laugh.

At this time, Michelle came over with a happy face and reported:

"Mr. Rothschild, what a happy event!!!"

"Oh? What happened?" Solomon asked confused.

Everything that happened in the past two years was terrible.

Michelle handed a document to Solomon: “In the past two months, the real estate industry data has continued to rise, and the number of people buying houses has almost doubled compared to before.

The subprime mortgage business that was originally squeezed by banks has become active again, and the mortgage loan business related to real estate has almost doubled or tripled!

The total volume has reached an astonishing 10 trillion! ! !

Compared with the previous quarter, the growth volume increased by 1543%! ! ! "

"The real estate sector and real estate stock index in the stock market have grown significantly. Not only did they break through the highest point before Chen Mo's sell-off, but they also broke through the 12000-point limit!"

When Solomon heard this, he was overjoyed: "Hahaha, God is going to kill Chen Mo!!!"

"With this kind of growth, Chen Mo still has to pay back all the CDs he bought?"

Michelle smiled and said: "Theoretically speaking, the end of this month is when Chen Mo's CDs expire, let alone the current increase.

Even if it dropped by 50%, Chen Mo would lose everything. "

Solomon was amazed: "I didn't expect that Chen Mo would go bankrupt before I even touched a penny of the 100 trillion in my hand.

Thank you ancestors for blessing, Yahweh is above! "

Shang Li asked weakly: "How come the real estate fluctuations are so big? Is there any problem here?"

Putting aside all Shang Li's personal ethics issues, in business, Shang Li is indeed a first-rate genius.

He was keenly aware of something wrong here.

According to Shang Li's understanding of Baguo Real Estate, even if the subprime mortgage crisis does not break out, the bubble in this industry is definitely already big enough to burst. Being able to stabilize the status quo is already very valuable. How can it be better than at its peak? Is the growth rate still fast?

Michelle said disdainfully: "What do you know? In the past two months, the Federal Reserve has cut interest rates three times in a row. This stimulus to real estate can be said to be unprecedented.

Coupled with the real estate of Baguo's official website and Baguo's big water release plan.

These will definitely increase people’s confidence in real estate.

It is normal to see a large increase in a short period of time, and it will definitely fall back later. "

Shang Li scratched his head. Although he was murmuring in his heart, he had a filter for the first apostle of the Foundation.

Since someone can be number one in the world, he must have real skills!

"So that's it, I've learned a lesson." Shang Li said humbly.

"It's not unreasonable for you to question, Michelle, have you investigated the transactions at the bank clearly?" Solomon asked.

"The investigation is clear. The bank said that although most of the people who take out loans to buy houses are subprime mortgages, there is absolutely no problem with their credit!

The real estate agents at the bank also swear that the clients they find will not be risky.

The rating agency also submitted information and believed that these mortgage bonds were all rated 3a. "Michelle said loudly.

As the first apostle and the "Hydra of Greed" in charge of money, Michael Horus only believes in data, not words.

This time the real estate growth was abnormal, and he didn't think it was wrong.

Just from the lowest intermediary to the lender, to the bank staff, to the bank, to the rating agency and so on.

There was no problem with the series of data submitted.

Michelle naturally believes that this is the result of a series of good news such as the Fed's interest rate cuts and water release.

He never imagined that everyone involved in real estate... was lying! ! !

Scammers have been deceiving people for a long time, and they have been so successful that their own vigilance has dropped.

"As long as there is no problem with the data." Solomon was completely relieved.

After all, Michelle who can be the first apostle is someone who is absolutely loyal to the Rothschild family and has absolutely superior abilities.

Solomon had great confidence in him.

Chen Mo's actions actually made the bubble and thunder in Baguo's real estate get bigger and bigger.

The current growth is just a return to the past.

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In a prison in the imperial capital.

Shang Ying's verdict has been handed down.

He was originally supposed to be sentenced to death, but because he was too old and had surrender insurance, he was sentenced to a suspended death sentence.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will probably die in prison of old age in this life.

Through the mouths of inmates, Shang Ying also knew how low the outside world's evaluation of him was.

It's more of a condemnation and a rebuke than an evaluation.

Shang Ying felt bitter and angry inside.

They are all reaching the end of their lives. They can live a peaceful and peaceful old age with honor and dignity, but they are arrested and imprisoned because of their own grandson.

Since being imprisoned, Shang Ying has no smile on his face anymore, and he looks like a walking zombie.

Every day is the same routine of eating, walking, watching the news, and sleeping.

It was like he had lost his soul. He ignored anyone who greeted Shang Ying.

This morning, Shang Ying had breakfast, watched the morning news, and went for a walk on the playground as usual.

At this time, most of the inmates went to work on the sewing machines. Because he was too old and did not need to work, he was the only one on the playground.

Shang Ying sat alone on the wooden chair full of traces of time. The texture of the wood appeared particularly clear in the afterglow of the sun.

His back was slightly stooped, as if he had been carrying too much vicissitudes and fatigue. The light shone through the mottled clouds on his face, reflecting the wrinkles on his face, like the ravines of time.

Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps broke the silence.

A group of strong men in prison uniforms came over. Their eyes were cold and fierce, and the sharp blades in their hands shone coldly in the sun.

The moment he saw the sharp blade, Shang Ying's dull eyes regained a trace of clarity.

The strong men soon surrounded him.

Shang Ying seemed to have expected that he would end up like this, so he stood up and patted the dust on his body calmly:

"Tell me, who sent you here? Before you die, please let me, the old man, understand."