C2715 Market Sweep (2/2)
It was not only the Foundation that made a move, Bismark would definitely not let go of this opportunity to earn money! He quickly ordered the Ministry of Finance to carry out the same marketing operations as the Chinese, but this time, it was terrible.
Prussia was a country after all, so they had a lot more money than Xiao Letian. Furthermore, it would be difficult for them to hide their presence and actions, so when Prussia's official seat was moved, the Great Bankers and politicians immediately took action like sharks smelling blood.
”What's going on? Why did Bismark's seat start to become a glutton? They are desperately eating up their own bonds and stocks! ”
”Not just Bismark! The Dutch side also sent a message. There were a few unknown seats that were still being eaten by them! ”
”Damn it!” Immediately report to the Prime Minister that those mysterious seats must belong to the Chinese! It must be Chinese! ”
”The situation must have changed... What should he do? No time to think about it, we'll follow! ”
Once Britain's capital was involved in the market, it was immediately filled with excitement. The big banks and big chauffeurs were simply sweeping through the market, eating as much of the goods as they could.
The price of Prussian financial products rose 150% in just four or five hours!
When Fang Guan heard that the people from London and the Amsterdam could no longer hold anything back, this girl was so angry that she shouted, ”Steal things from me! They were all a bunch of bastards! Damn it, I just ate 60% of the food! ”
”Damn it, damn it, damn it! ”All the goods on the market have been emptied. What should I do …”
If he missed this round of explosion by forty percent, Fang Guan's plan to earn a hundred million would be in vain!
However, it was too late. Once the British made a move, their strength as well as that of Prussia would not be enough!
What was lacking was not the slightest bit, but the difference of a square meter. What was lacking was at least several levels!
Just as Fang Guan was at his wit's end, at 4: 30 PM on the same day, the latest news about Foshan Mountain Pulse finally came out. When everyone heard about McMahon's army leaving the Foshan Mountain Pulse after a terrible defeat, the entire Europe collectively fell silent for a full 10 minutes!
”My God! Even the French have lost in the native war? ”
”That's right!” Not only is it a local war, but they also have the advantage of land! ”
”We can lose even to the Foshan Mountain Pulse! Is this official news? ”
There was no room for doubt at all. All the major news outlets in Thames began to issue their names, causing all the European people s to go crazy!
The French are finished! It was really over!
All of a sudden, the French immigrants burst into tears. Many of them knelt on the ground and wailed in the direction of their motherland, crying loudly. ”Ooo!”
As for the other Europeans, they were more concerned about the war and their own benefits, especially those who were rich and powerful. Now, they did not dare to hesitate, and all of them went to the City, trying their best to clean up the leftovers from the wars.
”How many gentlemen have ignored their image and slapped themselves in the street?” ”I am a fool!” How can I bet on the French! ”
”Why didn't I dare to buy it when the price was going through an avalanche? How many times in one's life would one have to face such a gamble! I am an idiot! ”