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Chapter 716 The war has begun

At first, no one paid much attention to the disaster.

It was just a period of poor harvests, the collapse of an unbreakable alliance, a flurry of securities numbers, a shrinking of a multinational food company's business, an unexpected plunder - until disaster swept the world.

It was the last day of August, and the sun was shining as always on the dusty streets of St. Petersburg.

John Dow Jones, a business executive from Citibank, woke up early in the morning. The clear air and cloudless sky outside the window showed no sign that something bad was about to happen in this place. John took his time and finished enjoying the beautiful Russian food.

The breakfast prepared by the maid only costs ten dollars for a whole day's service, which is simply unimaginable in the United States.

He did not notice that the sparse clouds in the sky outside the window showed a fragmented appearance.

At 8:40, Mr. John picked up the handbag and skillfully squeezed the maid's plump body.

"When I come back in the evening, I have another big deal today!"

Accompanied by the frightened scream of the Russian woman, John walked out of the door with a giggle and got into his beloved Ford car. The old Russian guys in the southeast corner of the city finally let go. As expected,

If so, he will reach another expensive loan order. There may be no easier transaction than this in the world.

Although we don’t know which side will take action first, everyone knows that the day of harvest is not far away.

The ruble's exchange rate, which has persisted for more than half a year, has finally begun to decline. This means that this false economic wave has finally reached its peak. Those greedy and stupid former Soviet people who yearn for freedom and hope will soon wake up from their dreams.

Already.

As he drove around the corner, John saw a group of destitute people hurrying on their way.

Judging from the direction in which they were walking and running, if nothing unexpected happened, they should be heading to the potato shop on the edge of the city, an Austrian idiot group that sells nothing but potatoes, and it only charges rubles.

"Poor guys..."

John muttered and shook his head sarcastically.

Obviously, even under such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, there are still many stupid people who do not understand the infinite charm hidden in financial capital, and still use the ancient trading methods from more than ten centuries ago to make money by retailing goods.

Unfortunately, all this is simply vulnerable to the advanced American financial theory.

As an outstanding banker, John Dow Jones has ten thousand ways to extract value from these honest businessmen through carefully designed financial products, securities fluctuations, loan package combinations...

John calmed down and put these thoughts away from his mind for the time being.

Before the U.S. headquarters blew the horn of attack, perhaps in the eyes of those in the former Soviet Union, they were the same generous and kind-hearted international friends who thoughtfully and meticulously provided everyone with high returns and high interest rates to absorb free deposits.

only……

Even among hunters, there are extremely strict food chain levels...

Facing these poor grass-eating private companies, venture capital institutions such as Citibank and JPM Bank will not show any mercy or hesitation. Waiting for the moment of avalanche, these basic industries that maintain superficial peace will be worthless.

A few minutes later, when John arrived at the spacious Citibank parking lot, everything began to look strange.

The Citibank branch in St. Petersburg is located on the commercial street in the center of the city. Most of the people who usually come and go here are professional managers in suits and ties. Even if there are occasionally one or two Russians who come to mortgage their properties, they will try to take care of themselves.

With his shabby appearance, at least he doesn't look like a beggar who comes to beg.

Just as John Dow Jones stepped out of the car and was about to enter the bank gate, he suddenly saw a large group of people wearing strange clothes walking by on the street not far away - most of them were wearing cloaks, and everyone looked extremely nervous and their expressions were

They were talking seriously and in low voices, as if something terrible had happened.

As a bank manager, John's keen ears picked up bits and pieces intermittently.

"—Bank, explosion—attack—"

"Large-scale looting, gold—their civil war—revenge—"

John suddenly stopped and turned his head in fear.

This is a very scary land, and he has known this for a long time. Legend has it that the former Soviet Union had a large-scale, ruthless internal purge organization, and all Americans who were sent to this country were worried about this all the time.

Could it be that these devilish proletarians are plotting to break into the bank and hang them all?!

But when John turned around and observed carefully, the group of people suddenly disappeared.

Illusion?

John took a deep breath and walked into the bank door uneasily. He planned to emphasize the bank's security later to ensure that no one would attack the bank and rob it. Their vault was now filled with mountains of rubles.

.

These are the most valuable weapons they prepare to use for financial harvest in the near future.

Loans, bonds, exchange rates, as long as the ruble can still be used to buy things, they have enough time to snowball the snowball little by little, and then the bank's magical asset-liability form turns this liability into a temptation in an instant.

Human cake.

…………

At the same time, thousands of meters in the sky.

The bridge of the Hyperion.

"Her Majesty the Queen, Russia, Ukraine, Belarus... A total of eleven Gringotts Bank branches have sent signals to the local Ministry of Magic for help, and the Destiny Group combat team disguised as 'Death Eaters' has completed its evacuation..."

Fairy Douglas reached out his hand, took a note that looked like a flying bird from the air, took a look at it and said.

"In half an hour, the Gringotts Wizarding Bank headquarters in London will hold an emergency press conference to fully declare war on the traitors in the Americas and temporarily freeze all their assets in Europe on the grounds of suspected collusion with dark wizards. In the wizarding world

Until financial order returns to normal, those officials have no time to worry about what is happening in the non-magical world."

"very good……"

Elena nodded slightly, her eyes casually passing over the miniature town below.

In countless small corners that she couldn't see, the Tianming Group potato store from Austria opened its door on time as usual, welcoming the people of the former Soviet Union who were waiting outside to buy potatoes and had a difficult life.

However, they don't know yet that starting from today - the rules have changed.

In the financial battlefield, the so-called zero-sum game and positive-sum game are just a beautiful fairy tale. The greed and cruelty of capital are no less than any cruel battlefield that mankind has ever faced. There is no victory or defeat here, only

life and death.

Negative sum game, this is the most terrifying battle.

It uses itself to continuously export capital to make all profits look easy, thereby inducing batch after batch of investors to continuously inject funds into the market, creating the illusion that the market can continue to last and prosper.

And when a large number of market illusions cause investors to enter the market mistakenly and are shattered, the winner is the one who survives.

"Open all warehouses, release all the rubles we have, repay the loans... Starting from the Destiny Group - comprehensive refusal to redeem and use this currency - within a week, completely destroy the existence value of the ruble as a benchmark currency."

Elena waved her hand indifferently, showing a cruel smile.

"From now on, in exchange for potatoes, let them lay tons of waste paper on every street of these cities, every residence and shop, and the doorsteps of American banks - and then apply

Bankruptcy protection——”

"As for us..."

Elena glanced out the window one last time, turned around without hesitation, and sat back in her seat.

"Huberion, prepare for jump!"

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Woohoo~ This may be a bit complicated, just forget it if you don’t understand it~~ It’s not a big problem~~


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