Zhu Wencong watched the stocks he bought before rising wildly, thinking that the pick-ups were starting to arrive one after another.

I have to say that the leeks in the United States are so abundant that they will never be exhausted no matter how much they are harvested. We have global support for leeks.

Groups of immigrants land every year. They are the best leeks and have not yet been bathed in the "King of America".

"They really understand what you mean!" Su Yanqing looked at the newspaper and marveled.

Those factories that were about to close down were shocked because of the sharp rise in stocks, and the factory owners were dumbfounded.

The local government is very happy to see the industrial recovery, so it vigorously promotes that the stock market has entered a bull market.

When those leeks heard the official propaganda, they immediately lost their minds and put all their funds in the stock market.

The more people participate, the more exciting it becomes. Everyone thinks this is a bull market, and stocks at the bottom can also soar.

"We are both leek harvesters, how can we not understand each other's thoughts?

When the government makes money from the stock market, it can promote local infrastructure development.

Only when capitalists have money can they drive the development of industry, and the only ones who suffer are leeks.

No one cares about their feelings, after all, the leeks will grow back." Zhu Wencong curled his lips.

Su Yanting delivered a cup of coffee to Zhu Wencong: "The number of people will decrease! Every time you hit the market, a large group of people jumped into the sea...

And those banks also went bankrupt, which I always feel is not a good sign."

Zhu Wencong took Su Yanqing to the window and stared at the stock exchange below.

At this time, there is a long queue at the door, and everyone is smiling. No matter what stock you buy at this time, you will make a profit.

"The United States is the largest immigrant country in the world. Every year, large numbers of poor, middle-class, and rich people arrive.

The poor solved America's construction, the middle class solved America's taxes, and the rich opened America's ceiling.

They only need to fabricate an American dream to turn their wealth into their own.

After all, a country cannot develop by relying solely on fiscal and taxation; it must rely on private wealth.

The Qing Dynasty was a plundering force. The United States will let you die in your dream, and you will eventually have to pay for your greed.

The United States deliberately arouses people's greed and desires and encourages people to pursue material things." Zhu Wencong said in detail.

"Good or bad!" Su Yanqing complained. She had never seen such a black-hearted country.

"Actually, I can't say it's good or bad. Each country has its own strategy for governing the country." Zhu Wencong answered.

Su Yanting raised her head and looked at Zhu Wencong: "What about the Qing Dynasty? We have Confucianism, but something feels wrong.

We keep calling it a land of etiquette, but what I see is not like this. It’s really strange.

I am a master and a master of Confucianism, but he not only has thousands of acres of fertile land, but also a group of wives and concubines...

The master has great contempt for the poor, especially you. The master said he wants me to stay away from you..."

Zhu Wencong recalled that there was indeed a very annoying old man who chased him with a ruler at all times.

I just came here to have a meal, but the old man thought he had polluted the academic world.

"We are definitely trying to fool the people!

In fact, as early as the Qianlong period, it was possible for us to advance from agricultural civilization to industrial civilization, but old man Qianlong refused.

From the perspective of future generations, Qianlong was a pure fool, but he was the emperor! The existence of the old fox!

He doesn't know the truth that we understand, but why does he go against the general trend?

Qianlong knew that the French emperor was pushed to the beheading stand, and his understanding of the West could be said to be the first in the East.

Industry cannot be controlled by the Qing Dynasty. The legitimacy of rule is the core. This should be Qianlong's true inner monologue." Zhu Wenchong analyzed it in detail.

"Why!" Su Yanqing didn't understand, smart people do stupid things?

"We have a centralized system, while Western countries have a feudal system. With different systems, how can they be interoperable?

Once you choose industry, you will lose control of the local area. This is not what Qianlong wanted to see.

Qianlong also knew the annual income of the people at the bottom (12 to 20 taels of silver), so he mastered this and could govern the country without worries.

Still don’t understand? As long as the people can live on the line of food and clothing, the rule of the Qing Dynasty will be stable and stable for a long time!" Zhu Wencong commented.

Su Yanting felt that her views had been refreshed again. It turned out that this was the study of the emperor, which was too profound and terrifying.

"The United States stimulates people's material pursuits, and the Manchu Dynasty stimulates people's survival potential.

So our finance is in complete ruin and we can't get it going..." Zhu Wencong sighed.

Su Yanqing nodded, as if this was the reason why Zhu Wencong was unwilling to go back. There was no soil for development.

The Jiangnan area is still the territory of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, and there are so many mountain kings in various places.

In such a hot environment, it is impossible to build even an ordinary market, let alone the development of the stock market.

As for why there is a stock exchange in Songjiang Prefecture at this stage, it is entirely because of forced support from England.

After all, the Manchu Qing Dynasty was already in power, the emperor was in decline, and the harem was becoming more and more powerful.

Let me tell you a joke: The greatest help in overthrowing the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was undoubtedly the British and French forces.

"Mr. Zhu! Monroe wants to see you!" Vasquez opened the door and said.

"Zhu, long time no see!" Monroe gave Zhu Wenchong a bear hug as soon as he came up.

Zhu Wencong glanced at Monroe. He was the local banker who attended the last short-selling party.

He went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so Zhu Wencong knew to some extent the purpose of his trip.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?" Zhu Wencong asked while sitting on the sofa.

"Mr. Zhu will not forget the short selling thing!

Of course we believe in Mr. Zhu’s wisdom. After all, raising the stock prices of junk stocks this time is a way to confuse the enemy.

All our funds have been invested and we are waiting for your order to launch a general offensive, Mr. Zhu.

Because there are many people involved and the capital is relatively large, some people are impatient and want me to ask you." Monroe said straight to the point.

Su Yanting delivered a cup of coffee to Monroe, and she only remembered that there was such a thing.

It must be said that Zhu Wencong has a big heart. He puts important things aside and works on small things instead.

"First we smash the current market and muddy the waters, and then we start shorting silver mines.

Remember one thing, don’t let the shooters enter, enter quietly.

While we are selling junk stocks, we are also going to sell the Wajima Silver Mine together. When the time comes, we will all rely on our own methods!

In short, we will definitely create a golden pit and use their money to buy their stocks." Zhu Wencong replied.

"No problem! With your answer, we feel safe." Monroe smiled happily.

Zhu Wencong looked at Monroe, who was full of confidence, and thought that it would be great to follow the large army, and no problem would be a problem.

When there is a shortage of money, there are capitalists. When there is a shortage of law, there are local officials. Those Japanese are just here to give money.

The capital market does not pay attention to benevolence and morality. There are only losers and winners, and there is no third option.

"I heard that you have a lot of capital recently!" Monroe suddenly asked in a low voice.

"You are very well-informed! Yes, Mr. Lauren Chu entrusted me with the management of his property, as well as the Chinese Chamber of Commerce.

I'm going to open a bank after I finish this job. I wonder if Mr. Monroe can give me some advice." Zhu Wencong didn't beat around the bush.
Chapter completed!