JP Morgan has long been known to everyone in the United States. Especially a few years ago, Morgan himself turned the tide and solved the financial crisis on Wall Street. After saving Wall Street, JP Morgan was even more regarded as the American economy.

A weather vane, even in the eyes of Americans, Morgan has become a symbol of the American financial industry.

After the Boer War, Britain's war expenses overspent, resulting in British financial tensions. It rained all night, and the German emperor, who had always been incompatible with Britain, was ambitiously planning to build a large fleet. The British Empire had always

As the leader at sea, how could we allow others to take its place? It had to compete with Germany and expand its armaments while going to war. Britain's finances suddenly fell into an extremely difficult situation.

At this time, the British government first thought of Morgan. When Britain asked Morgan for help, Morgan agreed. He started by subscribing for the Boer War bonds, and then repeatedly subscribed for more. After doing so many war bonds and government bond businesses, he was

For Morgan, the benefits were endless. By this time, it is no exaggeration to say that Morgan had become the creditor of the world.

At this time, John Pierpont Morgan, known as the "World Creditor", was standing up from a large table, crossing the room, walking to the flower window on the south wall, staring at the squirming people on Wall Street downstairs.

and vehicles, at this time his face showed a proud look.

If Wall Street is the body of the American financial empire, then JP Morgan is the heart of this body. Looking at the stupid people on Wall Street who wear black bowler hats and dark gray clothes and come and go in a hurry, it may be just a

A place to find a job and be employed. But for Morgan, he understood what Wall Street was: it was purely a financial sea, and he himself was a pirate in this sea.

pirate……

"Invite him in!"

As a pirate, Morgan knew that he had to keep an eye on this place, and now... his eyes fell on the huge loan contract on his desk.

Perhaps it is because of the reputation that Morgan established during the financial crisis a few years ago that many people after graduating from college regard joining JP Morgan as an honor. Alport Casapes became JP Morgan six years ago

When I was a member, I was even excited for several days.

But as a young Jew, he also has his own dream. He hopes to become a partner of JP Morgan in his lifetime. In the past six years, he has been working hard for this dream, and the shrewdness of the Jews

, which allowed him to receive several promotions in just six years, but now he is still just an ordinary account manager.

Independent office, company partner... Dreams linger in Alport Casapes' mind. Ambition, in Alport's view, is his own ambition that supports him to succeed step by step when he has enough strength.

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But apart from ambition and strength, what else is needed?

Of course it’s an opportunity!

An opportunity to prove one's ability to the senior management, and now...

"Mr. Morgan, please come in!"

Albert Casapes' thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a voice. Hearing the voice, he stood up suddenly. As he walked towards the room, he could even feel his breathing changing.

It has to be more urgent.

What an opportunity this is!

It was impossible to get an interview with Mr. Morgan yesterday, but now... I really want to thank Mr. Li Zicheng who holds a huge amount of bonds. It is he...

"Please take a seat, Mr. Casapes!"

When Albert Casapes entered the room, he was extremely cautious and even just glanced up at Morgan before turning his gaze away.

"I noticed that three days ago, you applied for a $20 million bond loan, right?"

Morgan smiled at the young man in front of him.

"Yes...yes sir!"

When answering Morgan's question, Albert Casapes became nervous. Isn't Mr. Morgan optimistic about this loan?

"I've read the contract!"

Looking up at the somewhat nervous young man, Morgan was satisfied with the awe he showed.

"An Oriental?"

"Yes sir, I personally suspect that he may be the personal representative of the Chinese Emperor!"

Then Alberto Casapes, who had slowly calmed down, told the reason for his inference.

"When Mr. Li first appeared in the bank, the mortgage was British bonds. This time it was French, Dutch and Belgian bonds. The number of each country was not large, but the total amount of mortgage was quite a lot, and he never

Without any explanation of his identity or the source of the bonds, he believed in a fact, so I think he may be the representative of the abdicated Chinese emperor, and the reason why he is in the United States may be to help the emperor liquidate the bonds."

Morgan nodded and glanced out the window. This may be the only explanation for the young man holding bonds.

"Sir, those bonds have been verified, and from the contract point of view, they are very beneficial to us..."

"Indeed, thank you for your performance for the bank! You will get the rewards you deserve!"

Morgan abruptly interrupted the young man in front of him, and then continued.

"The prosperity of a country and the decline of a country are the best opportunities for individuals to seek wealth. I think..."

Looking at the young man in front of him, Morgan continued.

"We still need a manager in China, are you interested?"

Going to China? Albert Casapes was stunned by the news, but before he could speak, Morgan waved his hand.

"Go do it."

After leaving Mr. Morgan's office, he went downstairs to his own office. Albert Casapes could not believe what he heard along the way. Mr. Morgan asked him to go to China?

Go to China! As Mr. Morgan said, the prosperity of a country and the decline of a country are the best times to seek wealth. There are too many opportunities in these two completely different processes. I actually ignored this.

If not... damn it, no wonder I almost died trapped here in the past year!

"Cunning guy."

Although he had already agreed that going to China was an opportunity, Albert Casapes still couldn't help but talk to himself when he went downstairs.

"Cunning guy!"

The same sentence came out of Morgan's mouth. The emperor's spokesperson is simply nonsense. The emperor of China does not have much money. Of course, if he is willing to sell the treasures in the palace, that is another matter.

So I think that person was cunning because of the way he handled the loan. If he was the real holder of this huge bond, he would have gone to the manager directly instead of doing it in the lobby.

"Only 75%...65% of the loan can be granted at most!"

After Morgan approved the loan to another employee, there were several knocks on the door outside the office, and Morgan looked up.

"Here comes Mr. Charles Swaber, Mr. Morgan."

Miss Shirley's voice.

"Invite him in, Miss Shirley."

Charlie Swaber, who had just arrived in New York and had only rested in the hotel for a few hours, walked outside Morgan's office door and took a deep breath. Although he was the president of U.S. Steel, every time he saw Morgan,

But I need to give myself some courage, especially when I think of his eyes.

When Charlie Swaber entered the office, Morgan had already stepped forward to greet him with a smile from the center of the office. There were not many people who could make Morgan stand up to greet him in person, and there were not even more than ten people in the world.

"Ah, come in, Charlie, please come in."

"Mr. Morgan!"

When Charlie Swaber entered the room, Miss Shirley closed the door behind him and returned to sit down at her desk.

Seemingly smiling, Morgan gestured to Charlie Swaber and asked him to sit on an easy chair, far away from the meeting place in this spacious office. Charlie Swaber sat on that

On the chair, Morgan walked towards the wall, opened two doors, and revealed a wine cabinet.

"What to drink? Charlie."

"Thank you, sir, um - some scotch?"

"Charlie, I also like to drink this kind of wine. I will drink it with you."

And Charlie Swaber glanced at his watch. It was now ten-fifteen in the morning, which meant that he had fifteen minutes. If Mr. Morgan didn't ask specifically, he would only have fifteen minutes.

At this time, Morgan poured 30-year-old ballantine’s into an exquisite crystal glass. Of course, he didn’t use an ice bucket at all.

"Want some water? Some soda?"

Morgan asked, standing in front of the wine cabinet.

"No, thank you, no water."

Morgan nodded in agreement and brought the wine glass over. They toasted each other and sipped the whiskey. Charlie Swaber was still waiting for the conversation to begin. If nothing else, he should have received his overnight stay on the train two hours ago.

He prepared a written report, so... Morgan noticed this and gave him a stern look, as if blaming him for wasting time.

When he was stared at by those eyes, Charlie Swaber's heart tightened and he spoke quickly.

"The company is preparing to introduce a new type of iron-making blast furnace. It is expected that only using its technology to transform the existing blast furnace can increase production capacity by about 30% and reduce production costs by 10%..."

Every number was reduced, but this was for the sake of "safety", and Morgan listened carefully. In fact, he had already read the report and knew why Charlie Swaber came here from Pittsburgh.

Because the price offered by that Oriental was too high, and it was an Oriental!

What happened to you today?

Morgan muttered in his mind and spoke at the same time.

"I have read the report just now, and I have to say that that person is indeed very greedy, but..."

When he said the word "but", in the luxurious office, Morgan put down the wine glass in his hand.

"You can arrange for us to meet..."

When the words came to his lips, Morgan took them back and waved his hand at the same time.
Chapter completed!