Robben Williams, who was not willing to give up, didn't even have lunch, kept calling Mr. Moyol's office, but never found Mr. Moyol.

In the end, Mr. Moyor's secretary was also impatient and refused to answer Williams's call again.

Williams originally wanted to go directly to Mr. Moyor's office, but suddenly he thought of a very serious problem: Where is Mr. Moyor's office?

Also, where is the headquarters of the "Kingenni Group"?

No matter how anxious Williams is, the bell rings at the opening afternoon

As soon as the market opened, another million shares of Joe Cole gold were sold out. This time, Mr. Williams and his Kinrank were no longer able to eat!

$199!

Jokore Gold shares fell below $200 as soon as the market opened in the afternoon

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The rate of decline far exceeds the rate of rise.

Some people began to realize something was wrong and also started to sell their stocks

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Gold stocks that once rose at an extremely terrifying rate are now also falling at an even more terrifying rate.

Williams was stunned, he could not think of any way to deal with it.

How could this happen? How could this be?

It's messy, the New York Stock Exchange is messy!

In just over an hour, gold stocks plummeted by $40 per share! And the downward trend could not be stopped at all!

"Stop! Stop!" Williams, who finally reacted, screamed loudly with excitement.

Save – The losses must be saved as much as possible!

"Mr. Williams, we have too many gold stocks in our hands, and no one wants to take over that now!"

Mr. Williams has no idea what to do now. The feeling of doomsday is surging towards him.

Gold stocks are still falling, and the rate of decline has accelerated! Not only gold stocks, but all stocks on the entire New York Stock Exchange are falling like crazy.

Especially several stocks that performed very well before and were at high prices were also secretly sold out in large numbers early in the morning with gold stocks.

A huge force manipulated these stocks. The force's eyes were not only on a gold stock.

Fall - fall - fall!

The atmosphere of chaos and panic has enveloped the entire New York Stock Exchange

At 3:00, gold stocks fell below $100, and those stocks that were sold in large quantities were pulled down from the altar that was previously high.

No one can save the stock market, no one

"Mr. Garcia, most of the eight stocks we have sold out. God, the profits we earn cannot be counted for the time being."

Elliot stood up expressionlessly: "Does Williams really think that my eyes are only on one gold stock? It will continue to fall, and the securities market is over. Next, we are going to start buying stocks that have fallen to the bottom. Mr. Wick, after the market closes, we will take everyone to have a good meal and have fun for the whole night, and I will treat you."

"Aha, thank you, Mr. Garcia."

"Ah, Mr. Wick, can you help me find the best rum?"

"Of course, Mr. Garcia."

When the bell of the closing of the New York Stock Exchange finally rang, the exchange was silent

$30!

The shocking numbers of gold stocks appeared in front of everyone

Not only gold stocks, they fell to such a collapsed price within a few hours, but all stocks fell terrible.

Disaster, this is the most tragic day!

And this is not just the beginning of the disaster

"Ah—" A scream rang out and a bankrupt securities investor jumped out of the window.

No one goes to take a look, no one!

Soon, many people will face the same fate as him

No, maybe fate is even more miserable than him!

"Bang--" Another gunshot came from another office. Maybe another bankrupt investor committed suicide.

Williams' office door was pushed open

Mr. Robben Williams is now like a fool, sitting there in a daze for just a few hours, and he becomes a bankrupt and a pauper!

Only the sound of pushing the door made him raise his head.

It was Mr. Garcia who came in.

"Mr. Garcia" Elliot put a glass of wine in front of him: "Your rum, the best."

Robben Williams suddenly remembered what he once said to Garcia:

"Maybe you think you are God, no, I think I was wrong. Even God can't stop the rise of gold stocks. OK, okay, I always give you a chance. I accept your challenge to me. When you fail, I will send you a glass of good rum."

Now, it is Garcia who brought the rum

"Are you here to come and make a joke?" Williams said weakly.

"No, I'm not here to come to you for a joke, I'm here to see what form you are going to end all this." Elliot smiled faintly, just like Mr. Moyol, "You don't even have a penny. Have you ever thought about how to face those investors? I feel scared for you. Will those who give your life savings to your control tear you into pieces? Ah, I'm really afraid to feel scared. I seem to see countless people surrounding you, and the spit they spit out is enough to overwhelm you. What else can you do now?"

After saying that, he turned around and when he was about to leave the office, Elliot suddenly turned around and said, "Taste this rum bar well, the best! Maybe this is the last time you have tasted it in your life."

Williams grabbed the glass of rum with trembling hands and drank it hard

"Caros, Caros!" Williams shouted loudly.

But I haven't seen Carlos who was on call before coming in for a long time

Williams stood up staggeringly

"Mr. Williams, you can't go out through the main entrance. There are already many angry investors who are rushing in to settle the score with you."

Williams' face was frightened

"You might as well leave the back door as soon as possible, while those people have not rushed past the guards."

Mr. Robben Williams, who once had a glorious scenery, ran away from this terrible place through the back door in shame. But where could he run?

As Elliot said, angry investors will tear him to pieces as soon as they see him.

"Mr. Garcia, beautifully done."

"Thank you, Mr. Moyol."

Wang Weiyi smiled and turned his head to Miss Carrots: "Miss Carrots, your mission has been completed. Do you have any regrets about New York?"

"No more If the only thing that says you have to be regretful is that you will never see you again. I will miss you, Mr. Moyol, Mr. Garcia."

"The money has been all over your account, and someone will keep sending you to Switzerland. Goodbye, Miss Carlos."

"Goodbye, Mr. Moyol. Goodbye, Mr. Garcia."

Miss Carlos will never miss everything in New York from now on

Morgan Building.

"Mr. Baron, you are finally here." Henry Morgan smiled and handed a glass of wine to Baron Alexander: "It's a great job. Now the New York Stock Exchange has completely collapsed. In this transaction, we are unimaginable in terms of money."

"But this is not all we want, right?" Wang Weiyi smiled and took the wine glass: "The big acquisition has begun. Are your funds ready?"

"It's all ready." Laurender Rockefeller smiled, too: "I seemed to have seen a large number of bankrupt companies whine there, and a large number of bankrupts were worried about their company. I couldn't even wait. Of course, I still have to continue to endure and wait for a few days. I suddenly remembered, how was poor Williams? If it weren't for his 'assistance', we might not have gone so smoothly."

"Yes, in a sense we have to thank him." Wang Weiyi turned the wine glass in his hand: "I have a pretty good suggestion. Let's go to Mr. Williams's house to see how it is?"

Henry Morgan immediately said, "Then we are moving faster. Now Mr. Williams' house belongs to Morgan Bank, and the bank will come to take back the house soon."

Wang Weiyi couldn't help laughing: "You are such a vampire. Can't you let him stay for a few more days?"

"We are all vampires." Henry Morgan shrugged: "The great collapse began, and we were rewarded with such high returns in the great collapse. What is this not a vampire?"

"But who cares?" Laurender Rockefeller said indifferently: "This always happens in the United States, and there are always only a few winners."
Chapter completed!