Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 206: Blood sucking? I'll eat it!
"Fuck the American Dream! Fuck the stock market! My money! Aa ...

"What stocks? They're all shit! Shit! Bang!"

"Haha! It's fake! It's all fake! I'm drunk, I must be drunk! It hurts, yes, as long as it hurts I'll wake up!!"

With the stock market crash on Black Tuesday, October 1929, , New York became as dead as it had been during the previous "Roaring Decade".

The stock market crash had a far wider and deeper impact than Wang Yi had imagined.

'Snapped! '

'boom! '

Hearing the sound of breaking glass and then the sound of something heavy falling to the ground upstairs, Wang Yi, who was already accustomed to the beautiful sight of flying people, turned back with boredom.

"Tell the police station to send someone to clean the road. The road has never been cleaned all day long. Is this still America?"

At this time, Wang Yi was drinking Coke in the Brooklyn apartment building arranged for him by the Behemoth Group. He was not the only one in the residence. There were also Qian Bo and his group, the Inhuman team that was the core of the Behemoth Group.

"Wang, forget it. The police are also laying off staff and jumping off buildings. They are so busy that they don't have time to take care of things here."

"Thank you for your reminder, otherwise we would not be in a good situation now."

Inside the room, Steve and Barnes, who were old acquaintances of Wang Yi, clinked their glasses and lamented their good fortune.

As the first batch of aliens accepted by the Behemoth Group, the benefits given to them by Behemoth were quite generous. They followed the trend and invested the rest of their monthly salary into the stock market except for a portion for household expenses. They also urged Wang Yi to try his hand.

Wang Yi also had to appropriately show that he was a worldly person, and naturally he also used his identity as Wang Yi to buy some stocks in the stock market.

Of course, I didn't lose anything, and I even made a small profit of nearly 100,000 US dollars.

As an old acquaintance, Wang Yi also gave these old acquaintances a reminder, using the same rhetoric.

There is an old Chinese saying that goes, "The moon waxes and wanes." I don't understand stocks, but if people who know nothing about something can make money from it, then I think it's bound to explode sooner or later, so it's better to leave when you've made enough money.

Thanks to Wang Yi's previous performance, they did not despise Wang Yi's weird words. Instead, they chose to believe them for no reason, and then they were rewarded.

While everyone was living in black and white, they were the only ones living in color. Naturally, they came to thank Wang for escaping the disaster.

"Don't say that. I just said something as an outsider because I felt something was wrong. What do you think about the consortium?"

"It's not bad, but you know, the consortium has a lot of business. According to the analysis of those financial people, this turmoil will last at least three to five years. Qian Boer told us that the consortium is also preparing to lay off employees and cut wages recently."

"Ah, even his wallet isn't thick anymore. I guess I'll have to treat him to a meal and a drink later. But it's OK. Prices are really cheap now. I can treat him for a long time."

"Uh... Wang, you'd better be careful. The consortium has suffered a lot this time. You know, they have to make up for it from somewhere else. There are some things that you don't need to argue with the consortium."

"Since I came to the United States, has there ever been a time when your consortium made a request to me that I didn't meet?"

"Yes, we'll go first. The two boys at home are waiting for us to bring back food."

Wang Yi stood on the balcony and watched them leave.

Looking around, the New York City that was brightly lit before the Great Depression has now become deathly silent.

The buildings are still the same buildings, without any changes, but the lights in the buildings have become much fewer, with only a few floors lit sparsely.

The originally busy traffic was nowhere to be seen, there was no more music coming from afar, and even the number of pedestrians on the road decreased a lot.

Not to mention the apartment building where Wang Yi lives. This was originally an apartment building arranged for Wang Yi by the Behemoth Group in a wealthy community. The residents here are considered small middle class, the kind who party every night.

But after a great depression, Wang Yi's family is the only one with lights on in the entire apartment building, while the rest are all dark.

"Tsk, now I know where the prototypes of Metropolis, Gotham, and Hell's Kitchen came from. Art comes from life, but it's hard to say whether it can surpass life. Gotham was more lively than it is now."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Yi could only sigh, but it was far from being a case of the rabbit dying and the fox mourning.

Are you kidding? He didn't cause the stock market crash. He just took advantage of the crash to make a big profit. He only made a conservative profit of 5000 billion US dollars. If you include the gold he exchanged and the bank loans he was going to default on, his profit would be at most billion.

If this money could be directly converted into combat power, he would transfer the money to his husband without saying a word. Why would he just leave it here to run his business?
When he returned to the room, no one was playing the radio. Wang Yi could only drink Coke and listen to the news sent to him by Lu Guangda through the Yin paper hundreds of kilometers away.

There was only one word on Wang Yi’s paper: Win!

Obviously, because of Wang Yi's suggestion, the Lu family, who sent a telegram to persuade his family to invest in the United States, also made a large sum of money in the stock market crash with the help of Wang Yi. It was not much, just tens of millions, and a large part of it was specially transferred by Lu Guangda to Wang Yi's Mainland Hotel.

Old Lu is also a smart man. He knows that he can’t let his family get such a large portion of the money, otherwise who knows what kind of trouble his family will cause.

Especially when the current situation in the Republic of China is still turbulent, giving the family several million dollars is already too much.

After all, which family in the Republic of China would dare to say that they have millions of dollars in liquid funds?

"You've won. There are a few million dollars transferred into your account. You can be considered a millionaire now. You have enough to spend as you please. I'm having a headache here. This money is useless if it can't be converted into resources."

Wang Yi put the Yang paper on his forehead and began to worry.

The Prophet's Hook is not omnipotent. He can use it and his own tricks to seize territory, make money, and recruit people to do things for him.

But the problem is how to spend the money once you make it.

In the current market where prices are so low, how much does it cost to buy a newspaper? How much does it cost to acquire a military factory? How much does it cost to create DC and Marvel, two companies that will be used to export values ​​in the future?
Wang Yi couldn't figure out the account, but fortunately he had someone under his command who could figure it out.

The next day, at the Continental Hotel, Winston and James, looking refreshed, also came to the office to meet Wang Yi, who had changed into a vest.

Everything is just as Wang Yi said, Black Tuesday is just the beginning, and the technical adjustment is just an excuse to deceive oneself.

Throughout November 1929, the market was in a slump, and a large number of companies and banks went bankrupt. James followed Wang Yi's instructions and used the entire Continental Hotel as collateral to borrow money from dozens of banks to invest in the stock market and short sell with leverage.

This is how he has the current legal funds. If there hadn't been this stock market crash, he would have had to repay these bank loans.

But now banks are constantly under pressure from depositors to withdraw their deposits. Some banks have even gone bankrupt because they cannot redeem their deposits. How can they take care of them?

Then James discovered that as long as he used legal weapons to legally protect his rights and interests and kept dragging it out, it seemed that he wouldn't even have to pay back the bank's money. In this way, his conservative estimate of 500 million in legal liquidity could double on this basis?
Wow, even robbing a bank isn’t as fast as them.

Moreover, with the current market conditions, even the best law firms in New York are selling their businesses at very low prices with packages. You only need to spend a little money to get a large and experienced team of lawyers. Why not do it?

These changes also made James even more loyal to Wang Yi, because he knew that Wang Yi would give him a chance to seek revenge on the couple who played with his feelings and ruined his life.

So when Wang Yi called himself and Winston to come up, he was the most excited, as if he would kill, burn and destroy the bodies if Wang Yi said anything.

"Mr. Wick, is there anything we can do for you?"

"You're not doing it for me, you're doing it for yourselves, and I'm asking for your opinion."

Listening to Wang Yi's equal conversation, James' breathing became rapid.

He is already the richest man in New York, but he still doesn't have that condescending attitude. Where can you find such a boss!
"It's like this. We have enough money now, but you all know that money won't make money if it's just sitting there. Banks can offer us interest, but they're also going bankrupt. So, I want to ask you, with our current financial resources, how much would it cost to buy an aircraft company, a shipbuilding company, several arms companies, several food companies, several newspapers, a chemical plant that can exploit oil fields, a pharmaceutical company, a ranch, a farm, etc.?"

Wang Yi counted on his fingers, calculating the resources that could be transported back as soon as possible during the Anti-Japanese War and even after the new home was built, and asked James, the professional manager.

"Mr. Wick, are these urgent?"

"How do you say you're in a hurry? How do you say you're not in a hurry?"

"You told us before, Mr. Wick, that starting from Black Tuesday, days like this will continue for a long, long time."

"Yes, you can understand this as my ability. If you must give it a name, I'll call it Wick Shock."

"In that case, now is not the best time to buy, because it is not cheap enough and the price can still fall. My advice is to wait. Please be patient and wait for another half a year."

Hearing this, Wang Yi adjusted his sitting posture slightly and showed respect to James Gates who made the suggestion.

Damn it, you are a born-and-bred capitalist American and you are the most ruthless. You are still trying to lower the price even after all this?!
But Wang Yi didn't want to wait any longer. He was not the only one making money from the national disaster. The Behemoth Group was also making money from the national disaster, but their wealth was so huge that only those at the top got rich, while those below were almost starving to death.

"So if I start buying now?"

"Including debt, the conservative estimate is around $100 million. Even if we make the product now, we can't sell it. The hotel business hasn't been very good recently."

“So we need a channel that can absorb these products?”

"Yes, otherwise we would be operating at a loss for a long time."

Wang Yi fell into deep thought. Operating at a loss was not a problem. As long as World War II broke out, the companies he acquired would definitely make a fortune and he could directly turn the Mainland Hotel into a giant in the United States.

But it was at least ten years before the outbreak of World War II. During these ten years, he had to digest and transform some things.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi also looked at Winston who was listening on the side.

"Winston, how's the follow-up I asked you to do?"

"Mr. Fleming and his team would be happy to come to the United States as long as we can provide them with a venue and they can bring their own equipment."

Fleming's full name is Alexander Fleming. He is the winner of the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine. There is only one reason why he won the Nobel Prize: he is the discoverer of penicillin.

This is something he has been following since he came to the United States and established the Continental Hotel's power under the alias of John Wick.

However, he was not familiar with history and always thought that penicillin was invented by some scientist in the United States. It was not until June this year that Winston brought him the news.

It is said that a man named Alexander Fleming in London, England published a medical paper titled Penicillin, but unfortunately no one paid attention to it.

Only then did Wang Yi understand why penicillin was discovered in the late 20s, but was not used until the end of World War II and the War of Liberation. What a pearl was lost in the dust!
Quickly let Winston contact them and tell them to come to the United States. They will provide land, equipment and people if needed.

As a result, people looked down on this nouveau riche mainland hotel because of their old European pride.

It would be difficult for Wang Yi to just go to London and kidnap this guy, because he might not be able to do this thing without him. It would also be difficult for him to reveal his identity directly, so he could only tolerate him for the time being.

Now that the stock market crash has come, the American Stars and Stripes are not having a good time, and you, the Union Jack, don’t expect to have an easy time either!
There is no need to be so picky, because if you continue to be so picky, you will have to use your thesis as firewood to get through this cold winter.

"In that case, I won't say anything. Just act as you say. One hundred million dollars, James, take your people to negotiate. If the negotiation fails, come back to me. I know you think I'm in a hurry, but I'm not. Trust me. In less than ten years, you will go from being the richest man in New York to one of the richest men in the United States or even the world. All you have to do is invest and be patient."

"If that's what you ask, Mr. Wick, I'll do it right away and try to get the price down as much as possible."

"Thank you for your hard work, James. Trust me, we will not continue to operate at a loss during this period. There are many people who will give us money. Winston, you also come with us. James is good at negotiating with others and making them accept the price we offer. You are good at that. I will be your most reliable backup."

"We understand, Mr. Wick."

The two men left, leaving Wang Yi alone sitting in the office. He poured himself a drink and shook the ice cubes in the glass. Wang Yi felt that he could wake up laughing even in his dreams.

What era are we in and you are still playing the blood-sucking game? This time, I will bite off hundreds of pounds of flesh from you capitalists!

"boom!"

Two more figures jumped down from the roof of his office building, leaving Wang Yi with no time to watch.

Dial the phone on the desk.

"Hello? Who is that? Hurry up and call the police to clean the floor!"

(End of this chapter)