Berlin, the cosmopolitan city suddenly became quiet. It was almost 11 pm, but the rows of shops were still closed.
A familiar yet strange term appeared in Hans's mind — "a market strike."
Hans seemed to have thought of something and immediately ran to the telegraph company.
Hans couldn't help but stop when he saw the protesting group coming towards him. He turned and left after seeing a few familiar figures.
There was no other way, the telegraph company's employees were already on the streets protesting. It was impossible to send the news back at this point.
At the Frankfurt Stock Exchange, Flores was staring at the constantly updated trading data and analyzing it.
This was one of the perks of renting a house. There was no need to go to the main hall to look at the data, he just had to send someone to the backstage to make a list.
Recently, the stock market had been stabilizing. Other than the few that were locked up, the rest were growing slowly.
At this moment, a middle-aged man walked in with a smile. He was the boss of another securities company, Fayern.
As three companies in the same industry, it went without saying that they were close since they were able to squeeze into one office.
In this stock market where the big fish preyed on the small fish and the small fish preyed on the shrimps, working together was also the way for small securities companies to survive.
Flores asked concernedly, "Fayern, you seem to be in a good mood. What good news do you have?"
Information sharing was also a part of cooperation. To securities companies, gathering information was a must as they needed to keep an eye on the changes in the market.
Large securities companies all had specialized teams in charge. Small securities companies like Flores' had limited financial resources and couldn't afford such a team, so they could only work together to gather information.
First-hand information was also the key factor for securities companies to outperform retail investors. Those who didn't know anything and just went in head-first would basically be cheated until there was nothing left.
Fayern smiled, "There's news from Berlin. The Government of Prussia has decided to compromise. Our locked up stocks will be released soon."
Flores frowned, he didn't seem to be moved by this "good news".
"How is that possible? With the Government of Prussia's finances, it's impossible for them to take on so much debt. How are they going to …"
Flores couldn't help but swallow the rest of his words. He didn't think that Fayern was lying about this. It was just a matter of sending a telegram to verify it.
Fayern said confidently, "Don't worry, just because the Government of Prussia doesn't have money doesn't mean that they can't get it.
It was said that the Deutsche Bank, the Austrian Bank, the Bank of England and a dozen other large banks were forming a banking consortium and were negotiating with the Government of Prussia.
At present, a preliminary agreement has been reached. All parties will join forces to form a new bank, which will issue 200 million ND bonds on behalf of the Government of Berlin. In return, they will act as Prussia's agent for issuing banknotes. "
At this point, Fayern revealed an envious gaze. Issuing currency was definitely a dream job for people in the financial world.
Everyone knew that the closer you were to money, the easier it was to make money. As long as the banks could get the right to issue money, they wouldn't have to worry about capital problems.
Flores knew about the banking consortium as well. However, it wasn't because of the negotiations with Prussia. The main reason that caught his attention was "shorting Mark."
It was normal in the financial world to work with someone right after scamming them.
After pondering for a moment, Flores asked, "What do you plan to do, don't tell me you're planning to scam the bottom?"
Before Fayern could reply, a staff member ran in hurriedly, "Mr Flores, the good news is that the stocks we're holding onto are starting to rise."
Fayern's expression changed greatly, "Oh no, the news has been leaked. We have to hurry, or else we won't be able to drink any soup. "
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There were many people who made the same decision, the stock exchange became a hubbub of voices.
However, what they didn't know was that on the rooftop, the four largest securities firms at the top of the food chain were starting to evacuate.
An old man sitting on the sofa and smoking a cigar asked, "How long can the news be blocked?"
The middle-aged man in green replied, "Mr Will, at most two days, or it might be exposed today.
Although we used the telegraph company to release fake news, the sudden interruption of telegrams between the two places would still attract attention. "
That was inevitable, Berlin and Frankfurt were both big cities, the trade between the two places was very frequent, there were hundreds of telegrams coming and going every day, it would be strange if the sudden interruption didn't attract attention.
It was still possible to fool ordinary people with circuit maintenance. Ever since the two places were connected, there had never been a signal interruption that lasted more than eight hours.
However, it would be even more problematic if the telegram connection wasn't interrupted, it would be exposed in minutes.
Will nodded, "This is already very good, it's already surprising that we could buy so much time.
We don't have much time left, everyone go make arrangements now, close out our positions in the shortest time possible, and try to recoup our losses as much as possible. "
There was no other way, the Government of Berlin suddenly flipped the table, catching them off guard.
Unlike the stock market below, they were shorting Mark this time, if they didn't escape quickly, they would lose a lot.
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Compared to the gloomy mood of Will and the others, the atmosphere in the neighboring Bedorf Securities Company was much more harmonious.
Everyone was shorting Mark, but people were different. Bedorf Securities Company wasn't that greedy, and after making a small profit, they withdrew.
Thales said regretfully, "Will, that old fox, finally died, but if we stop the losses now, it shouldn't hurt his vitality."
Peers were the ones who hated each other. Although the four largest securities firms in Frankfurt often acted together, giving the outside world the impression that they were an alliance, in fact, the ones who wanted the other party to die the most were their allies.
Philos laughed, "That's not necessarily true, it's fine if we lose money, but the situation now is different.
There are all signs that an economic crisis is coming. If we don't have enough cash at this time, who knows what will happen in the future? "
Bedorf's CEO, Skvizhka, interrupted his two right-hand men, "Alright, you two, Will is not unlucky, but that's a matter of the future. Now is not the time to add insult to injury, it won't be good if word gets out."
"Mr. Skvizhka, a call from Vienna!"
"Coming!"
After saying that, Skvizhka quickly walked over.
…
After a while, Skvizhka walked out with a blank expression.
"You two, your work is here. From now on, sell as much as possible all the stocks and bonds we have in our hands.
Cash, we need a lot of cash now. "
Philos was puzzled, "CEO, the domestic economic situation is still good, even if it was hit by this incident, it won't collapse.
Recently, we have successively cashed out 80 million Divine Shields, which is enough to deal with any crisis.
Did something happen that we don't know, or is the headquarters short of money? "
As a dragon that crossed the river, Bedorf Securities was able to become one of the four major securities firms in Frankfurt, and it had never been affected by outside the rules, so it was obvious how powerful its background was.
Financially, it had a close cooperative relationship with many banks in Austria, and it had never been short of money. This was all handled by the headquarters, so Philos didn't think the headquarters would be short of money.
After hesitating for a while, Skvizhka nodded, "Alright, I'll tell you. You'll know later anyway.
This time, we're going to do something big. The headquarters has decided to short the franc, and you are one of the traders.
Not only will we participate, but half of the top 20 securities firms in the world will participate.
This is a joint operation of Anglo-Austrian Capital. You may have heard of the international banking group that caused a lot of noise not long ago.
I don't know the details, but you just have to be mentally prepared. "
"Short the franc." Even though the two were bold, they were stunned by the news.
The franc was different from the mark, and France's economic plate was much larger. Before this, there had been many cases of shorting the franc internationally, but they all ended in failure.
This time, the scale of the organization was so large, and they even used Prussia as a cover. It was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
Thales waved his hand and said, "It seems a little difficult to short the franc. Can I pretend I didn't hear anything?"
Skvizhka smiled slightly, "Unfortunately, it's too late to say this now.
I think it won't be long before someone comes to protect our safety. You can talk to them.
But I personally suggest that you keep your mouths shut. If you mess things up, people will die. "
The two nodded helplessly. Curiosity killed the cat. If they didn't know anything, they still had the opportunity to refuse to participate.
Now that they knew about "short the franc," if they wanted to withdraw, they could only go out lying down.
Anyone with a little common sense would know that this group could be seen as the Anglo-Austrian Financial Consortium, with a total of 13 large banks participating.
Seeing that the two were in low spirits, Skvizhka comforted them, "Don't be so pessimistic. It's just shorting the franc. It's not like we're going to kill you. Is there a need to be like this?"
After adjusting his emotions, Thales quickly recovered. He put on an exaggerated expression and said, "No, my Mister CEO, you're right.
Such a big deal, who knows how many big shots are involved. If we screw it up, who can guarantee that we won't be angry? "
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