Zhang Mouzhi silently looked at the bank deposit figures, and said for a long time: "Virtuous son-in-law, shouldn't I be dreaming?" ”

Zhou Hexuan smiled: "Perhaps, this is called the American dream." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Zhang Mouzhi was happy and regretful, happy naturally because he made a lot of money, and regretted that he didn't throw all the money into it, and only invested $10,000 conservatively.

Even so, Zhang Mouzhi still made more than 170,000 US dollars, which is 370,000 when converted into silver dollars.

370,000!

Zhang Mouzhi built a villa in Jiujiang, and the total cost of a high-end villa was only 20,000 or 30,000 oceans, which was enough for him to repair the house for several years.

"Virtuous son-in-law, it seems that the U.S. stock market is going to fall, so it's better for us to ......" Zhang Mouzhi felt that he hadn't made enough money.

Zhou Hexuan shook his head and said: "The next situation is too complicated, the big American consortium has already taken action, and it is easy for us to suffer losses as small miscellaneous fish." ”

If it is changed to a few decades later, with Zhou Hexuan's foresight, you can buy long-term stock index futures without leverage, and ensure that you will make a steady profit without losing money. But the problem is that stock index futures were born in the 70s and did not mature until the 80s, half a century later.

"So we're going back like this?" Zhang Mouzhi asked.

Zhou Hexuan smiled: "The show has just begun." Dad, if you want to open a company and start a factory, then it's better to wait a while. The economic crisis in the United States is coming, and it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to buy machines and hire workers at the price of cabbage. ”

Zhang Mouzhi has been worshiped by his son-in-law like a god, and he does not suspect any economic crisis at all, he said: "Then I will live for another two or three months!" ”

Nowadays, when factories are opened in Asia, even in Japan, high-level engineers are still hired by white people. Moreover, the salaries of these white hired workers are generally three or five times more expensive than those of their own ranks, and if they are brought back in a group after the economic crisis, they will receive no worse benefit than buying cheap machinery.

As for the economic crisis, well, no one wants to believe it yet.

Even Riffey only thinks that this is a normal stock market crash, and it can be recovered in two or three years.

So much so that three years later, Lee Femore thought that the stock market had fallen to the bottom and would soon bottom out. He bought "potential stocks" on a large scale, but as a result, he was all trapped and lost all the money he made in the stock market crash.

Although the stock market plummeted during this period, major economic newspapers, including the Wall Street Journal, have called on investors to calm down, saying that the stock decline is only temporary. Every morning when I wake up and watch the news, I can see the prediction of a recovery in the stock market.

However, on Black Thursday, 11 financiers committed suicide. They died in a variety of ways, including those who took medicine, those who jumped off buildings, those who swallowed guns, and those who hanged themselves......

Then there are "Black Monday" and "Black Tuesday", and if the exchange is open on Sunday, it is estimated that even "Black Sunday" will appear.

Weng and his son-in-law walked out of the hotel, and Zhang Mouzhi said with a smile: "If it is really as the virtuous son-in-law said, if the United States is going to have an economic crisis, it is good to buy some houses at a low price." ”

Zhou Hexuan shook his head and said: "You can buy and live, just invest it, and the US economy is estimated to take five or six years to recover." ”

"So long?" Zhang Mouzhi was surprised.

"That's why it's called an economic crisis, not just a stock market crash." Zhou Hexuan said with a solemn expression.

The U.S. housing market, like the stock market, soared in the 20s. The countryside and small towns are better, but in the big cities, there are really people who have fried the toilets, so that the ordinary rent has risen to an incredible level.

Zhou Hexuan called a taxi and prepared to go to Mack-Raul Books. Although now is not a good time to publish a book, since "Titanic" is written, you can't always let the manuscript hide mold.

As the car drove past an office building, there was a sudden exclamation from outside.

Zhou Hexuan turned his head to look up, only to see a figure standing on the roof of the building. The man staggered with the bottle in his hand, and looked down several times, but retreated out of fear.

"Jumping off a building?" Zhang Mouzhi couldn't help but say.

As soon as the words were spoken, the man on the roof of the building drank two sips of wine, and then suddenly jumped off the rooftop.

"Poof!"

The brain hit the ground first, bursting like a watermelon, and the red and white poured all over the ground.

"Well, there is one." The white taxi driver shook his head and sighed.

Zhou Hexuan asked: "There are a lot of jumps these days?" ”

"I don't know about other cities, but in New York, I see people jumping every day," the driver said through gritted teeth, "I wish that bastard Fisher would jump off the building too, and it was because I listened to his predictions about the stock market that I threw all my savings into it!" ”

The driver's full name is Owen Fisher, a famous American economist, mathematician, one of the founders of econometrics, and a professor at Yale University. He made great contributions to the field of economics, proposing the principles of monetary theory, and was the first to reveal the relationship between inflation expectations and interest rates.

However, he is such a great figure who has been advocating a big bull market for several years. Even a few days before the crash, many investors quietly shorted their orders, and he was still saying that the US stock market was far from reaching its limit.

Owen Fisher really didn't mean to deceive, because he himself was investing in bullishness. As a result, within a few days, he lost millions of dollars, became a poor egg in an instant, and died in poverty more than a decade later. Even his later books such as "The Theory of Interest", "Inflation", and "One Hundred Percent Money" were all used to pay off bank debts.

Zhang Mouzhi glanced at the corpse, sighed and shook his head.

The Americans are playing too crazy, and there are also people in China who speculate in stocks and jump off buildings, but they haven't seen one in the past few years, just like people in the United States who jump off buildings every day because of this.

The taxi stopped in front of a building, and Mr. Zhou took the elevator upstairs, only to find the door of the McLaure Books Company blocked.

Zhou Hexuan stepped forward to inquire, only to learn that the two bosses of the publishing house failed to speculate in stocks, Raul directly swallowed a gun and committed suicide, and Mike was about to take away the company's cash and run away, but was blocked in the office by the employees who were asking for salaries.

Zhou Hexuan's first reaction was: The royalties of Lao Tzu's works in October have not been settled!

Just when everyone was arguing, Mike, the owner of the publishing house, came out with a stack of dollars, and said with a haggard wry smile: "The company's bank account has been frozen, and there is still $2,000 in cash here, let's take it and divide it." Now I announce that the Mike Lauer Book Company is out of business, and farewell, friends! ”

With that, Mike put the money down and went back to his office to close the door.

"Listening to what he just said, it seems like he is going to commit suicide."

"What else can you do but commit suicide? Not only did the boss lose all his money, but he also owed a large amount of money to the bank. ”

"Alas, we're all unemployed, let's find a new job."

“……”

The employees were talking about it, but they didn't try to stop the boss from committing suicide because they didn't have a better solution.

"Excuse me!"

Zhou Hexuan pushed the employees away and kicked them on the office door.

The door opened, Mike held a revolver, sat behind his desk and looked at Zhou Hexuan in surprise, and asked, "Sir, is there anything else?" ”

"I am the author of 'The Rise of a Great Power' and 'The Goddess.'" Zhou Hexuan said.

Mike smiled bitterly: "The royalties of the works from July to September have been credited to your international account. As for this month's money, I'm very sorry, there's nothing I can do. ”