God-level Trader of Rebirth

Afterwards, according to relevant expert statistics.

The direct economic loss caused by the attack alone was as high as 350 billion U.S. dollars, and the casualties also caused a loss of 140 billion U.S. dollars.

Another $140 billion was spent on site cleanup and salvage.

Including the US$300 billion in insurance compensation for the World Merchandise Center and the insurance compensation for the victims, the total loss has reached hundreds of billions of US dollars.

Secondly, this incident also caused a violent impact on the international financial industry.

There are many large banks, insurance companies, securities companies, accounting companies and other financial institutions in the Shihuo Center. The fire caused them to lose a lot of property, employees and data.

In particular, many of the victims were senior managers of these companies.

For example, when the impact occurred, the top economists of the American Association of Economists were having a meeting inside, and the entire army was wiped out.

It can be said that thousands of top analysts, economists and traders lost their lives, which dealt a blow to the financial markets in the United States and the world, no less than a small war.

"May God bless those innocent friends"

Chen Weidong made a sign of the cross in front of him. Although he was not responsible for the 911/[-] incident, as a man of flesh and blood, he still felt a little uncomfortable seeing such things.

However, this idea did not remain in my mind for too long.

Chen Weidong just shook his head, and quickly put aside these distracting thoughts.

The only task now is to escape in victory and make a perfect ending battle.

Although the "plate" of international crude oil is large enough, with the leverage of 50 times, it is definitely not so easy to get rid of 5000 billion US dollars.

Although there are funds from all over the world leading the charge, the amount of funds they hold is too terrifying.

As a result, no one in the world would have imagined that someone would be so courageous as to bet tens of billions of dollars on an 8-minute crude oil surge!

If it is tens of billions of dollars of funds, when the price of crude oil soars and the trading volume increases sharply, there is no pressure to escape.

However, for the huge amount of selling orders of 5000 billion U.S. dollars, it is impossible to find so many takers.

If you throw it all out in one breath, the soaring crude oil price can be knocked down instantly.

This is a great test of the cooperation between traders.

Only by throwing out in a planned way can Lilan be maximized.

Most of the time, being able to sell half of the position at a high position is considered a sharp operation.

Chen Weidong did not call to inquire immediately.

Because this is someone else's office.

Although I don't know how the Infinity Private Equity is doing, but for so many years, the backbone members of the Private Equity have performed well, and I think the harvest this time will not be too bad.

"More than 500 billion US dollars?!"

Chen Jie did not know when he walked to John Rockefeller Jr.'s computer, looking at the account balance on the screen, his saliva was about to flow down on the spot.

The leverage is insane.

That's a lot of money made at a cost of just a billion dollars.

John Rockefeller Jr. used 10 billion US dollars to leverage 50 times, and the value was 500 billion US dollars. The price of crude oil soared from 15 US dollars to 32 US dollars, and his profit was doubled.

That's $500 billion.

Seeing the bright red number in front of the computer, Chen Weidong almost laughed out loud.

They paid ten times more than Rockefeller.

So pay off?

"How is it? Mr. John." Chen Weidong turned his head and looked at the old man beside him.

At this time, the price of international crude oil has fallen sharply, falling back to around $18, and Infinity Private Equity should have been successfully eliminated.

A profit of 500 billion US dollars, this is the profit of the Rockefeller consortium.

However, looking at John Rockefeller Jr. now, he seems a little unhappy.

Chen Weidong's heart skipped a beat, and he almost forgot that John Rockefeller Jr. was an American. How could he be happy when the Pentagon was attacked.

"I want to ask, do you already know the plan this time?"

Little John Rockefeller leaned on his cane as a fulcrum, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring intently at the two young men in front of him with a pair of falcon-like eyes, as if he would immediately take the most severe action if he found out that they were lying.

In this case, no matter who it is, they will doubt whether Chen Weidong and the others knew that this attack would happen.

There is even reason to suspect that there is some connection between them.

Otherwise, it is really a coincidence.

"Would you believe me if I said, I don't know?"

Chen Weidong let out a sigh of relief, and sat back on the sofa, his face still had that calm expression, making it impossible to see what was going on in his heart.

The atmosphere in the office became extremely depressing. Chen Jie, who was about to drink coffee to suppress his shock, didn't dare to take a breath, and his hand holding the cup trembled a little.

This is the United States. If these cold-blooded consortiums kill themselves secretly, they don't even need a reason.

After all the hard work, I haven't enjoyed enough yet.

"I believe."

After a long time, John Rockefeller Jr. hunched over and finally spoke again.

Now that things have happened, he has no reason not to choose to believe, because he has already boarded Chen Weidong's thief ship, and their Rockefeller consortium has also made a lot of money for it.

"Mr. John, you don't have to. I can assure God that this incident has nothing to do with us."

"I said a long time ago that I'm just a speculator from China." Seeing him calm down, Chen Weidong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young man, you showed me the wisdom and magic of the oriental people." John Rockefeller looked at Chen Weidong again, and admired from the bottom of his heart.

In this world, are there really people who are prophets?
"Mr. John, thank you for your help. If there is a chance, I think we will work together again."

Chen Weidong stood up and said polite words in a relaxed and happy manner. He couldn't wait any longer and wanted to go back and ask Feng Yiwen how the income this time was.

"Wait, little guy, I'm very interested in your company. The Rockefeller Foundation is willing to invest 100 billion US dollars to acquire 5% of your shares."

However, at this moment.

The old man suddenly stopped the two who wanted to escape, and put forward a condition.

Since the consortium has provided them with cover, it is natural that an equivalent exchange is required. There is no free lunch in the world. This is the way of business. The so-called gratitude is worse than cashing it on the spot.

When did the Rockefeller consortium ever lose money?

"Oh, Mr. John. We need to return to China and discuss with several shareholders of the company before we can make a decision."

Chen Weidong turned around, howling in his heart, and almost ran away.

He didn't expect that John Rockefeller Jr. would take a fancy to his company, just like Lin Jiacheng did back then.

Sure enough, these capitalists don't have a fuel-efficient lamp.

According to his memory, the Rockefeller consortium already owns about 4% of Infinity Corporation's shares, and if they are given another 5%, it will soon reach 10%.

What kind of profound impact will this have on the company's shareholding structure? He needs some time to sort out this idea.

"You don't need to worry too much, our consortium will not interfere with the operation of your company, and even at certain times, we can provide you with some special help."

"After all, I think you should know more about Huaxia's situation than me."

"Social system determines the social atmosphere"

John Rockefeller Jr. did not continue, everyone is a smart person and should understand the meaning of this sentence.

"Thank you, Mr. John, I will consider it carefully." Chen Weidong nodded slightly. This is indeed an unavoidable problem for Huaxia private enterprises.

But right now, Infinity Corporation has no such crisis for the time being.

After speaking, he took the elevator with Chen Jie and left the Rockefeller Building quickly.

After they left, the old man turned to the assistant next to him and asked, "How much money did they pass through our account?"

Gris bent slightly and whispered a number in his ear.

John Rockefeller Jr.'s pupils shrank suddenly, and the crutch in his right hand couldn't help shaking.