Wall Street of the third generation chaebol

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“It’s a tip from a hedge fund.”

The Wall Street Journal has been on the rise lately.

The breakfast and dinner tables on New York’s Wall Street took over in the early evening, becoming the economic newspaper that New York investors always have by their side.

Furthermore, it was expanding throughout New York State and the United States.

“What are you planning to surprise me with this time?”

Charles Dow.

He tapped the table with his index finger.

An extraordinary economic journalist who received investments from hedge funds.

Scoops from hedge funds all the time thrilled them and shook the whole of America. This time as well, he twisted his lips at the tip that came to them first.

What else is it about today?

I wondered.

“Tell me.”

“Yes, it is said that a hedge fund will launch a dreadnought-class warship that has been seized on the grounds of patent infringement.

“The fact that we got a call…”

“Yeah, it looks like you want to scale it up a bit.”

“Hmm.”

it’s scale up

After all, if it’s a dreadnought formula, you might want to scale it up. But Charles Dow suffered too much from Detroit to end it like this.

The tanned journalist brushed his chin carefully.

“I have a plan.”

“What are you going to do? If it’s a dreadnought, it’s the size that even the White House can move.”

“Of course we should cover it. He’s a guarantee check.”

Detroit Morgan.

His power provokes a storm with just his footsteps.

Even if he snorts in the end, New York’s small banks will be swept away. No joke.

Information about Bethlehem was best known by the Wall Street Journal.

They were also acting as hedge fund intelligence agencies. He knew more about hedge funds than the White House.

“If it’s a dreadnought, it would be an event at the Bethlehem shipyard. Currently, the only two shipyards that can launch a dreadnought in the US are the Portsmouth Company’s Newport News shipyard and the Bethlehem shipyard, and Portsmouth exercised its veto power and was shut down.”

“Yes.”

“Ah, didn’t they get a lot of gossip over patent disputes?”

“you’re right.”

Bethlehem.

I heard that the operation of a new shipyard that was newly created through mergers and acquisitions is also out of print. If I recall, this dreadnought was also acting as Jinsoo for 3 months, but that was quite sudden.

‘Dreadnoughts built by infringing on patents at a new shipyard with a fist bump. In addition, the dreadnought, which has been postponed for three months due to unknown causes, is about to be launched by the CEO of a hedge fund.’

For a moment, goosebumps appeared on Charles Dow’s skin.

There was the smell of a huge event.

The decision was quick.

“Let’s bring in leisurely reporters right now. From what I see, there’s something about this. Prepare a press for extracurriculars and gather all the surplus reporters! It’s a scoop!”

“Yes!”

The Wall Street Journal reporters are starting to move faster.

[The launch ceremony of the second American dreadnought. Is it a relief pitcher who can close the hole in maritime security?]

[The Bethlehem Shipyard Seized Dreadnought.]

[Bethlehem Collection Team, ‘It’s just the essence of quality inspection. It’s not an official event.’]

[A tumultuous whole of America. The hot interest of European powers. A love call from the embassies.]

-The Wall Street Journal (WSJ)

Bethlehem Shipyard.

I grabbed the Wall Street Journal’s newspaper and grabbed it.

The Wall Street Journal, which almost always carried the hedge fund scoops first, was now a national newspaper.

“The White House guys, at this point someone might pop out, but it’s strangely quiet.”

The White House remains silent.

Even when major media outlets rush to the White House to ask for an interview, President McKinley has recently been refusing all of them.

“Is it a follow-up? Actually, it’s not just one or two things that the White House has been through.”

“Master, maybe even the standard oil disbandment order will blow the White House’s head off.”

“That’s right.”

The dismantling of Standard Oil was a thing of the past.

Far from attacking Standard Oil’s headquarters in New Jersey, the administrative system that had been eroded by Standard Oil remained almost at a standstill and was f*cking them.

– Haha, Detroit should have seen that dumb dumb face.

Rockefeller was quite pleased.

The White House was tired of it, and it was withdrawn, and the New York headquarters were satisfied with the fact that they couldn’t even see a shadow recently.

“Besides, it’s a time when the US is very sensitive to the dreadnought because of the British Foreign Ministry? Now we are preparing for the launch of the dreadnought under the leadership of President Huntington.”

For us, it is a dimension for quality inspection. The White House will never feel that way.

“I’m curious about their reaction.”

just as expected.

a few days later

A statement from the spokesman was released at the White House.

***

“Our federal administration is very interested in the Bethlehem Shipyard’s dreadnought, and believes it will contribute to maritime security.”

White House Press Office.

The press room, which had been crowded with large media outlets, was full of reporters, and the eyes of veteran reporters began to stare at the spokesperson with a force that would tear them apart.

“President McKinley judged that the launch of the Bethlehem Shipyard will give it a superior foreign policy and diplomatic supremacy.

The spokesperson did not hesitate.

The White House shield and representative, the spokesperson, has always been a place to break the spear of reporters, express the will of the White House, and protect the honor of the White House.

The spokesperson, who was in the middle of reading the material, sighed inwardly. It was time to address the gist of today’s White House announcement.

“For America’s maritime security, prosperity and well-being, President McKinley will attend this event.”

widely.

He grabbed the edge of the podium so tightly that he could tear it apart with his palm.

It was his job to take care of the reporters.

“Then I’ll ask you a question.”

“The Wall Street Journal!”

“It’s the New York Times!”

“This is the Chicago Tribune!”

“This is the Washington Post!”

Soon after, a tidal wave of questions from the articles rising like dog shit poured into the spokesperson.

“Is the express train ready for me?”

White House.

President’s Office.

President McKinley sat in a chair surrounded by aides.

“BNSF has provided routes for the presidential express train. Morgan’s transcontinental railroad.”

“…Yes, you have to take the transcontinental railroad to get to the west coast of the United States. I know.”

The word monopoly messes up my mind.

BNSF is also a railway monopoly company, and it is a railway company no different from Standard Oil.

Without the transcontinental railroad, the journey from the President of the United States to the western United States would be difficult.

But it is McKinley who has already crossed the Rubicon River irrevocably with the monopoly. He pushed the question and justification out of his head and threw it out.

‘Will it be okay now? Shouldn’t Jinsu-sik participate?’

Although all kinds of defilements were raging, his faith, which had already become hard enough, was not broken in the end.

Useless thoughts only get in the way.

“Isn’t it too late to get to the truth?”

“It’s going to arrive the night before. You’ll probably be able to hold a light press conference.”

“Take special care.”

McKinley opened her eyes straight.

“To end the launch ceremony so hastily is a conspiracy by the Detroit Fed Chairman to eliminate the dreadnought’s impact as much as possible. It’s a mean plan that won’t let the White House intervene.”

“then….”

“Yeah, this time I’m somehow obliged to participate in the dreadnought’s launching ceremony and demonstrate the strength of American authority and maritime security.”

Isn’t that what the President of the United States is supposed to do?

The public sentiment was fluctuating greatly due to the previous panic and zero dreadnoughts. Exactly the sentiment of Republican supporters. As president, he once had to show his face to the press to reassure the public.

The dreadnought ceremony was a good opportunity.

“The Democrats can’t take away the Republican gardens. We have to show the citizens the health of the Republican Party and the McKinley administration.”

The panic shook McKinley’s chances of being re-elected for a moment.

If this dreadnought ceremony was successfully completed, all such negative tones could be buried.

“Turning point. We need a turning point in this election. We can also remove the noise within the Republican Party at once.”

McKinley was obsessed with that glimmer of hope.

In fact, he didn’t even know that it was Detroit’s last mercy to McKinley himself, and that he missed the opportunity.

“I am going to Bethlehem.”

I stepped on the threshold of hell.

“Reporters from major media outlets and foreign correspondents will also get on my train. I have to finish the launch ceremony as loudly as possible!”

***

“Our administration of the United States federal government will rise from this crisis! Rest assured, citizens. A central bank called the Federal Reserve was created, and a draft of the Securities and Exchange Commission was introduced to Congress. You can be safe from the economic crisis!”

Dreadnought Jinsik.

As it was an unofficial event and part of the quality inspection, naval officers, sailors, and mechanics were busy running around the dry dock.

The shipyard’s employees were put in to control the equipment, and the dreadnought was spewing out the majesty of a huge hull while trapped in a wooden structure.

I watched McKinley pour out a brief speech with a curious face.

“That man is selling my work as if it were his own.”

“Bocchan, aren’t all politicians originally like that. Don’t get hurt. You can just ignore it.”

“No, you’re hot.”

I arrived last night by private train.

I was more concerned about McKinley than Dreadnought. I’m more curious about the White House administration that will sink now than the ship that will sink anyway… No.

Disrespectful thoughts must be put away.

“A lot of people flocked to it. It seems that McKinlin or the White House is determined. I’ve pressed for time not to come, but they are coming to me.”

A rough shipyard.

However, the faces of the distinguished guests in attendance were splendid. It seemed that all the ambassadors from the US embassy had been brought along, and reporters from major media outlets flocked in.

“I thought I could sell my own grave this artistically. The scale of digging a grave is also like that of a president.”

“Master, preparations for the launching ceremony are complete.”

“It took a long time.”

When I opened the Chinese clock, the hour hand, which had been delayed for three hours, was slowly turning.

“It is said that the Bethlehem staff was delayed by three hours as they quickly disguised themselves because they wanted to hide the flaws of the dreadnought from the naval officers.”

“Are the Navy men not saying anything?”

“The exact launch time of the dreadnought was not disclosed. In the first place, it is a launch for quality inspection, but it is not a launch ceremony.

I quietly turned to President McKinley.

That dude is weird there.

You dare to come to see the dreadnought, which is being seized and under quality control.

‘Why are you so confident?’

Still, we couldn’t stand the White House or the embassy, so we brought chairs. Even though we weren’t invited.

However, McKinley seemed to regard this launch ceremony as a hope without any preparations.

“President! Please give your opinion on the dreadnought launch ceremony! And what do you think about the seizure of the dreadnought!”

A reporter raised his hand.

President McKinley nodded heavily. And he glanced at the script that the aides had prepared in advance.

“The launch ceremony will be another watershed for the United States. I assure you that the Bethlehem Shipyard is the largest and most advanced shipyard in the United States with sufficient technology. Now we must wake up from the chaos of panic and soar.”

McKinley caught his breath.

“So, President McKinley of the United States of America will release the dreadnoughts to be launched this time from unpatriotic seizures, and I want to let the world know that the United States has taken off again!”

In an instant, Tuk McKinley’s slogan ended.

It’s not just McKinley. The heavyweights who came to observe the dreadnought launching ceremony at the Bethlehem Shipyard kept their mouths shut and looked in the direction McKinley was looking.

There was no start signal.

Initially, it was a closed ceremony for quality inspection, and there were no complaints as the White House and his party were kind of uninvited spectators.

no.

There was not even time to complain.

hey hey…..

huge fortress.

A gray knight on the sea covered in iron armor with a fortress-like size. The dreadnought hull, in which the giant gunship was melted, ignited the hearts of the navy. While everyone was shivering, the ship began to slowly push away from the dry dock.

“This is… a dreadnought…”

The ambassadors of each country were thrilled.

This is my first time seeing the dreadnought. These overwhelming powers and huge gun barrels that are cool just by looking at them. What would happen if they turned to the navy of their home country?

“…..Nonsense.”

There was a high possibility that it would be buried without even leaving any powder with its own naval capabilities.

The Black Sea in Eastern Europe.

Northern Europe’s Baltic Sea.

Atlantic Ocean in Western Europe.

Mediterranean Mediterranean in Southern Europe.

For the embassies of European powers, naval power was an important factor that could be seen as a kind of measure of national power.

So everyone was thrilled.

“I’ll start it.”

A rough start signal.

The dreadnought battleship began to be pushed out of the dry dock. The dreadnought hurled towards the sea surface exploded into a huge storm and waves and plunged into the surface.

squash-!

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Once upon a time, a wave crashed.

An artificial hurricane with the momentum to sweep away the dry dock, along with storms and rains, washed the VIP seats with salty seawater once.

shoot ah-

“…..”

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Our faces were like drowning mice.

The ambassadors, the ambassadors’ ladies, the embassy staff, the White House staff.

Naval officers, generals, and sailors.

Shipyard employees, board members.

Collectors for collection, Melon Bank Salmujin, even the board of directors.

President McKinley.

and up to me.

In the space where salt flows, I witnessed the dreadnought towering like a gray mountain above the water as if possessed.

was electrified

“·········Oh my God. There is no such thing as an impregnable fortress.”

“Hey, is that a battleship? What are we looking at right now? Are you saying that these are already three ships sailing the ocean?”

“Is this American…?”

When everyone starts cheering.

Kurreung.

The earth shakes with the roar of a violent storm. Some people collapsed at the momentary loss of body balance.

Kurreung.

The roar of howling monsters.

The spectators, increasingly terrified by the vicious sound coming in again, shook their bodies like aspen trees and looked at the source of the sound.

woo

Dreadnought.

The dreadnought hull with broken keel was leaning diagonally. Dreadnought’s spine. The keel was broken and split in half.

bang-!

“ah…..”

President McKinley slumped to the floor with a bewildered look on his face.

I looked down at it expressionlessly.

and held out his hand.

“Are you okay?”

＜ dread/note. (2) > end