In the Morgan Stanley Building on Wall Street in New York, an informal Federal Reserve shareholders meeting was being held.
The man sitting near the door was the current head of the Morgan family, Daniel Morgan. Sitting at the conference table with him were the Rockefeller family, the Rocky family representing the B City Consortium … Even the Giannini family, the owner of the California consortium in the "countryside" far away in the west, also sent their own representatives.
It was no exaggeration to say that the significance of those who were qualified to sit at the conference table was no less than Franklin printed on the hundred-dollar bill, and it was the kind that could breathe. A casual fart from the people here could cause a magnitude three or four earthquake in the financial world.
To put it more exaggeratedly, at least one-third of the world's capital was installed in this room of a few dozen square meters.
"First of all, let's toast to our common victory." Daniel Morgan picked up the champagne from the conference table, raised it from afar, and looked around. "Victory belongs to the 'Wasp', Wall Street belongs to the 'Wasp'!"
The English word for Wasp was WASP, which happened to coincide with the abbreviation of the WASP consortium. Under normal circumstances, the members of the WASP consortium would also call themselves by this name.
The old Rockefeller smiled and also raised his glass.
Without any unnecessary and lengthy formalities, under the leadership of the two big shots, twelve glasses were raised high to celebrate the common victory of the WASP consortium. Under the leadership of Daniel, they downed the drinks.
Twelve waiters stepped forward and respectfully handed towels. After the big shots finished, they took away the towels along with the glasses and left the conference room.
Daniel threw the towel on the tray in the hands of the waiters and looked around the conference table with pride. Among all the big shots in the capital industry, he was undoubtedly the youngest and the most successful one at the age of forty.
After all the waiters left, Daniel clapped his hands gently and motioned everyone to look at him.
"Just yesterday, Morgan Bank completed the acquisition of Citibank shares and other assets under the Rothschild Bank. So far, I can proudly announce to you that we have completely kicked those annoying Jews out of the street under our feet. "
There was a ceremonial applause at the conference table. Even the old Rockefeller clapped his hands gently, but his cloudy eyes flashed with intriguing brilliance.
Daniel nodded slightly and modestly accepted the praise of the core members of the WASP and his family name.
When it came to the control of the Rothschild family in the UA, the word Federal Reserve had to be mentioned.
As everyone knew, the Federal Reserve was equivalent to the central bank of the UA and held the power of macroeconomic regulation. A simple interest rate hike could cause the factories of some weak economies to work for nothing for a month or two. The country's fiscal debt would be so high that it could be compared to a nuclear weapon in the financial field.
The most important thing was that this nuclear weapon was in the hands of a private individual.
Although the members of the Federal Reserve Committee were nominated by the President and appointed by the Senate, they were appointed by the Senate. However, according to the Owen Glass Act, the Federal Reserve divided the country into 12 reserve areas, and each reserve area established a regional reserve bank with independent legal personality. The shares of the Federal Reserve in each region were subscribed to by the member banks of each region according to the proportion of their assets.
Taking the New York Reserve as an example, according to the latest public data, the major shareholders were Citigroup 15%, Chase Manhattan 14%, Morgan Trust 9%, Hanhua 8%, and Hanover 7%. These banks were often backed by financial families such as Rockefeller, Morgan, and Rothschild.
Goldman Sachs collapsed as early as last year, and now the Rothschild family was directly kicked out. Their shares in Citigroup, Hanover, and other banks were divided by the two giants, Rockefeller and Morgan.
If the Wall Street of 18 years was still the Jews and the Anglo-Saxons, and the button for nuclear weapons was still in the hands of two people, then the Wall Street of 19 years was already the world of the WASP consortium.
Old Rockefeller coughed lightly and pulled Daniel out of the intoxication of victory.
"The celebration of victory can be saved for the banquet tonight. Everyone, we have more important matters to discuss now."
"You're right," Daniel said with a smile. There was not the slightest hint of dissatisfaction on his face.
Without saying anything, Old Rockefeller raised his hand over his shoulder and gently moved his fingers. The secretary standing behind him understood, took two steps forward, and respectfully placed a document on the conference table.
Old Rockefeller sat up straight, put on his gold-plated glasses, and flipped open the document.
"Just yesterday, June 11th, Nippon Chubu Power Company, Tokyo Electric Power Company, and Celestial Trade reached an agreement to expand power imports. Based on the power consumption data of Nippon last year, Celestial Trade has successfully monopolized 20% of the electricity in our little friend Nippon. "
When this sentence came out, the people in the room looked at each other, and even Daniel's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.
"These two pieces of news have not yet entered the disclosure link. You may not have received the news yet. My news is also thanks to a cabinet official." Old Rockefeller glanced at the people in the room meaningfully. "I believe I don't need to say more. You may have already felt it."
"We are losing control of the situation in Asia."
As soon as this statement came out, the room was in an uproar.
The people in the room were representatives of major consortia, financial giants on Wall Street. With their IQ and sense of smell, it was impossible for them not to see this point. It was just that everyone's energy was drawn to Europe some time ago. Everyone was racking their brains to bite off a piece of meat from Rothschild, so no one paid attention to the other side of the Earth.
"The dominance of the US dollar is being shaken. It may be a wrong choice to let the Freemasonry fall so quickly."
"What else can we do? Pull them out of the grave? "
"Maybe we can support the Krupp Consortium, as long as there is a new opponent to contain Future Group —"
"This is even more unrealistic." Daniel interrupted the discussion, shook his head, and crossed his fingers in front of his chin. He was still immersed in the joy of victory, but now he was aware of the looming crisis in front of the WASP Consortium. "We must check and balance the continued expansion of Celestial Trade's influence. The bad signs have already appeared. If we allow their Global Grid Plan to advance, we will become more and more passive. "
"Yes." Rockefeller nodded and looked around the room. "I know that everyone here cooperates with Future Group in many areas, but if they shake the foundation of the dollar, I think everyone here knows what it means."
Wall Street's financial empire was built on the US dollar. Through the two levers of exchange rates and the market, Wall Street giants had plundered the world for nearly a century. Once the US dollar lost the halo of "world currency", the central banks would open the floodgates to reduce the US dollar. Every note issued by the Federal Reserve would become waste paper, and the Wall Street financial empire that was built on paper would become worthless overnight.
In the last two hours of the meeting, everyone, including Daniel, completely sobered up from the joy of victory. The Jewish Consortium had fallen, but the jackals that killed them were not satisfied yet. At this moment, they were already staring at the other side of the Pacific Ocean.
When everyone's interests were threatened, the WASP Consortium united like never before. They used these two hours to formulate a plan to encircle and intercept Celestial Trade's "Global Grid Plan".
After the meeting, the representatives of the major consortia got up and left in a hurry.
As the moderator of the meeting, Daniel Morgan did not get up. Instead, he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes in contemplation.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered Carmen's phone call with him a month ago. At that time, the former financial overlord, the Rothschild family, humbled themselves and asked him for help, but he refused Carmen without hesitation.
"… On the contrary, I am extremely sure that one day in the future, I will be grateful for the choice I made today …?" With his fingers gently tapping on the table, Daniel muttered the lines he once said to himself, but there was a hint of hesitation in his tone, and he was no longer as decisive as before.
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