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Wall Street of the third generation chaebol Chapter 24

< A night of fear. (2) >

Hedge Fund Secretariat.

bang-!

“It’s urgent! It is said that a man jumped from the Brooklyn Bridge on the East River!”

A secretary smashed the door open and entered. All eyes of those who were making plans for the future inside the secretariat were focused on him.

I scratched the bridge of my nose.

“So, were you rescued by the USRC?”

“Yes? Yes. It is said that they were safely rescued by the lifesaving agency of the Customs Smugglers and Inspection Agency (USRC), which had been deployed in advance. He said he had put a cushion under the suspension bridge in advance. But how…?”

“it. This is what I ordered.”

The secretary, who came to deliver the urgent news, rolled her eyes, not knowing the English language.

The Coast Guard has not yet been established. The Coast Guard’s duties were handled entirely by the Customs Smuggler’s Office (USRC) of the National Tax Service. The Customs Smuggler’s Office was later the forerunner of the US Coast Guard.

I smiled as I looked at his bewildered face.

“I thought I was carrying out this operation to massacre ordinary people without any countermeasures. In the first place, we have to raise a public offering fund for short sale from them, but what are we doing with the massacre? Don’t worry about the damage.”

“Sin, sorry!”

“I want you to join the meeting. Because I was just talking about it right now.”

As the secretary hurriedly adjusted her outfit and sat down on the chair in the conference room, I resumed the secretary’s office meeting.

“James, are all the troops sent by Colonel Sampson of the Navy (NAVY) out to the USRC?”

“Not everything. Some veterans from the Marine Corps join the New York Police Department (NYPD) mounted police officers as security guards. We put a quadruple guard around hedge funds and JP Morgan.”

“Strictly.”

I was sticking my tongue out.

Because the New York Police Department (NYPD) was almost risking their lives for this incident. The police force was scraping and pouring into New York City.

I shuddered once again at JP Morgan’s name value.

“James, what is the status of NYPD cops applying? The mounted police were in charge of the security, but the cops were not instructed to rescue them on land.”

“It is said that they are rescuing those who committed suicide or commit suicide as soon as they are reported. No deaths have been reported yet.”

“great.”

creak-

I leaned back on the conference room chair.

In fact, it is a contradiction to hope that people will not die while making and bursting a railway bubble like this. However, this bubble was only a small pre-population of the Panic of 1907.

They just changed the copper company into a railroad company.

Ultimately, the end point is the trust company.

“Vyron, how did your request to the New York Stock Exchange or securities companies to defer all margin calls (forced liquidation) for two weeks? The big banks are controlled by JP Morgan, so it shouldn’t matter.”

“It was solved with one phone call from JP Morgan Bank. It seems that neither the New York Stock Exchange nor the securities companies want the panic of 1893 to repeat itself.”

“I will. Shortly after the Great Recession ended, the Panic of 1893 came. That panic is just about to be put under control, and yet another panic is about to erupt.”

I lifted my upper body.

“The target of this attack should be strictly limited to railway companies. Never give despair to individual investors. If they don’t die, we’ll be able to make up for the loss within the next week.”

“ah! It is a large-scale investment by JP Morgan Bank.”

“Yeah, if JP Morgan Bank really provides large-scale financial support without a blank slate, the railroad stocks will take off again.”

bang-!

I slammed the desk with a sad face.

“Until then, individual investors, make sure not a single suicide occurs.”

“Yes!”

“and.”

f*ck.

“Let the railroad companies, especially the railroad tycoons, thoroughly trample, destroy, and make them seriously ill. In the future, the funds of individual investors will also flow into the short selling public offering fund, so make sure to shatter your head and suck the profits from the short sale as much as you can. Got it!”

“Yes!!!!”

“Let’s be very stingy.”

As I put on a bloody smile, the faces of the secretaries brightened even more.

***

New York Central Railroad Board of Directors.

“Hmm…”

The directors, who were suddenly called to an emergency while having a party due to a big news, sat in the boardroom with half dissatisfied and half embarrassed.

– Do you know what we were called for? It’s an urgent call, so I ran out of the party hall, but I don’t understand the English language.

– I haven’t even had dinner yet. I want to go home quickly and grill a high-quality steak. Or a meal together?

– Oh, good.

The directors, who had not yet understood the situation, were chatting and laughing and giggling with each other. It was less than an hour since the evening had yet to be published.

bang-!

At that moment, the door to the boardroom swung open and staff from the railway company’s secretariat poured in.

The directors were confused and blinded by the sudden appearance of secretaries.

“Are you laughing now?”

And behind the pouring of secretaries, Chairman Vanderbilt, whose face was as cold as ice, let out a chilling voice.

The faces of the directors were bleached pure white by the sudden anger of the chairman.

“Yes, yes?”

“The wine marks on the clothes, the kiss marks on the nape of the neck, and the smell of steak in the suit. It looks like you guys just ran from the party?”

“Yeah…because there’s a big good news…”

Before one of the directors could finish speaking, Chairman Vanderbilt couldn’t contain his anger and smashed the desk like a shattering force.

bang-!

“Are you idiots who don’t even read the evening newspaper at a party!!! I’m the only one of you who thinks I’m going to die. only me! Does this make sense!!!”

Silence fell in the boardroom, as if cold water had been poured over Vanderbilt’s roar.

He made eye contact with each of the directors seated in the board room, and looked at each other with eyes rising in flames.

Whoo-

Chairman Vanderbilt lifted his head to the sky and gave instructions to the secretaries who had come with him.

“You should give each director a copy of the evening edition of the Wall Street Journal, New York Times, New York Journal, New York World, and New York Tribune for each newspaper.”

“Yes. Chairman.”

The secretaries quickly turned over the evening papers to the directors, one for each newspaper, and the directors picked up the evening with a questionable expression.

“……!!!!”

But it was only an instant that their expressions changed to astonishment.

Three minutes later, no one in the boardroom had a smile on their face anymore.

I was about to die

[Announcement of a major railroad scandal. New York Central, a huge accounting fraud, including the five railroads from here. The New York Attorney’s Office is reviewing a special prosecutor. ]

“Now do you understand the situation?”

The boardroom was as quiet as death.

Chairman Vanderbilt opened his mouth, thinking he was ready to listen.

“Tomorrow, there will be riots on Wall Street on Sunday, and on Monday the railroad stocks on the New York Stock Exchange will plummet.”

“And before that, it is clearly visible that the New York Police Department and the New York Public Prosecutor’s Office will attack our New York Central. Has anyone here been clean with no dust?”

Chairman Vanderbilt waved his hand, but there was no answer.

He swallowed his saliva.

“First, we destroy the double ledgers. Each office, board room, archives, safes, etc. will bring all documents called documents, gather them in one place, and burn them.”

“Well, then the information about our customers and equipment will be blown away in an instant!”

The Treasurer screamed in a hoarse voice, but Vanderbilt’s face contorted like a demon.

shudder-

He took a revolver from his pocket and placed it on the desk.

“Are your lives more important to you, or is information about the customer or furnishings more important to you?”

“That, that.”

“If the information of the customer or equipment is important, please tell me. I’m going to hit that damn skull with lead bullets right now!!!”

Chaenggrang-!

The sound of glass shattering echoed through the boardroom.

The directors trembled and looked at whether Chairman Vanderbilt had even broken his head with a beer bottle, but Chairman Vanderbilt’s face hardened in an instant.

Chairman Vanderbilt lifted his head like a meerkat and looked around.

“What do you mean? I just heard the sound of glass breaking. Why am I hearing the sound of glass breaking? Go check it out.”

“Yep!”

Chairman Vanderbilt sent his secretaries to scout out of the boardroom.

However, within five minutes, he became contemplative and ran into the boardroom.

“Blinder! Put the blinders on!”

“Blinder?”

🤩🤩🤩🤩

Director Vanderbilt hastily raised the blinder at the cry of the confused secretaries.

It was the middle of the night when the sun had set, so a little red light was spinning outside, which should have been dark, and loud noises could be heard from below.

And Chairman Vanderbilt’s eyes looking down at the first floor shook violently.

“……!!!”

That play….

Crowds around the New York Central headquarters with iron pipes in one hand and torches in the other,

Their faces were dotted with anger, and bloody tears of individual investors who even made the decision to kill themselves were mixed among them.

shudder-

The United States is a country of militia, a country where guns are legal. Some of the crowd had Springfield rifles in their hands.

“…God damn it.”

───!

The building in New York Central shook with a roar. In the impact of the explosion, the directors of the boardroom fell from their chairs.

There was a riot going on on Wall Street.

***

“Jason! Jason!!!”

Clap- Clap-

William howled for Jason who had fallen into the river hanging from the railing of the Brooklyn Bridge.

The tower of the suspension bridge is taller than most buildings, and I did not want to even imagine the consequences of falling from it.

William’s new model collapsed as it was.

“Jason…”

“William, Jason is not dead, man.”

A knife came from behind with his hand in his pocket.

William rolled his eyes.

“knife?”

“Under the Brooklyn Bridge, look closely.”

Carl was making a dissatisfied expression towards the East River. William quickly wiped away his tears and looked down the Brooklyn Bridge.

Whew-

William’s bangs fluttered in the strong wind, but several warships and patrol boats were clearly visible in his eyes. And even the huge cushions under the Brooklyn Bridge.

William’s eyes widened.

“Oh, a warship?”

“No, it’s not a warship. However, it is not strange to mistake it for a warship. That armed maritime patrol vessel belongs to the US Customs Smuggler’s Service (USRC). I don’t know who it is, but it seems that someone reported to the Lifesaving Agency under the Customs Smuggler’s Office (USRC) that someone might commit suicide.”

“By the way, isn’t the rescue usually supposed to be done by the New York Police Department? Why is the Customs Smuggler’s Office…”

“No, this is the customs smuggling and monitoring agency (USRC) job.”

Carl stole his nose.

“But the Customs Smugglers Supervision (USRC) unit could be deployed so quickly, could it not have been commissioned by some high-ranking person?”

The New York Police Department (NYPD) or the Customs Smuggler’s Office (USRC).

At this time, corruption was rampant in America. The fact that the U.S. Customs Smuggler’s Office (USRC) was deployed less than an hour after the evening was sprinkled could only be thought of as a request from high-ranking people.

Because the police Carl knew was slow enough to make friends with the snail.

“It is something we are very grateful for, but let’s go see Jason’s appearance first.”

“yes!”

Carl went under the Brooklyn Bridge with William and told the U.S. Customs Smuggler’s Office (USRC) the details of the situation, where he saw Jason fainting and being taken to the hospital.

Carl held the crew.

“Hey, how is Jason?’

“Are you a guardian?”

“Yeah, they’re not blood relatives, but Jason’s family isn’t all in New York right now…”

“Um… Then we will check your identity and guide you to the hospital.”

The crew took out a notebook and pen from their pockets to verify their identity.

Click.

“From that young man.”

William, who was suddenly nominated, was a parent.

Because he was a minor and traded on the New York Stock Exchange, he changed his first and last name to use a pseudonym. If you say your full name in front of a knife, you will deceive him.

As William’s face became contemplative, Carl, who was watching from the side, grinned.

“Is William a pseudonym? Just looking at it gives me goosebumps. I knew from the beginning that I was a minor. So don’t be shy and tell them.”

“I’m Wee, William from Boston.”

William swallowed his saliva and made eye contact with a rescue worker waiting for his answer.

“This is William Edward Boeing.”

***

buzz-

Wall Street was on fire.

The crowd, who had dumped their fortunes in a three-day fire, were outraged by the railroad companies’ accounting fraud alerts.

As they did in 1893, panicked that the railroad bubble would burst, they marched on Wall Street with lead bullets and liberty torches in their hands.

Most Wall Street investors were still near the New York Stock Exchange, so it wasn’t difficult for them to gather at Federal Hall.

– Guys, those piggy railroads are sucking our fortunes!

– How much money did you spend on fictitious accounting of 10 million dollars?

– Let’s get rid of the railroads that tricked the New York Stock Exchange and stole our wallets!

– Mace to the pigs of the railway company that betrayed JP Morgan!

– Occupy Wall Street!

Wow-!

Late night on Saturday, February 12, 1898.

Journalists from newspapers including the New York Times (NYT) and Wall Street Journal (WSJ) all poured out to Wall Street and covered the burning Wall Street as articles.

The reason African natives paint their faces is to look scary, but in fact, it is said that they are hiding their fears.

The crowds on Wall Street expressed their seemingly endless rage to hide their fears.

“Seniors. Can I leave it there?”

all the way

23 Wall Street, where the New York Police Department (NYPD) mounted police officers were ordered to protect from above. Hedge fund offices and headquarters of media outlets such as The Wall Street Journal (WSJ) and The New York Times were arranged in quadruple layers to prepare for security.

When the newly-assigned newcomer was asked by the mounted police, the old policeman turned up and approached the newcomer.

close-

“This is a matter directly ordered by the Chief of the New York Police Department. The order is to watch until midnight today, and then subdue it. Well, since there was no order to fire, the scale is small, so we can just disband it.”

“But before that, all railway companies are going to be burned, right?”

“Well. It’s up to us to obey orders. Don’t go ahead and make a big deal out of it. It seems that even the railroad companies didn’t deploy troops at the headquarters. I don’t know where Pinkerton is hiding.”

“Yep.”

The cops patrolling Wall Street did not take any restrictions on the protesters, but just broke into the house to which the report had been received and pulled out those who wished to commit suicide.

“Does the New York Police Commissioner want all the railroad companies to burn?”

“Are you stupid? The New York Police Chief is just a scarecrow. The person who wants it…”

As the old man looked up at 23 Wall Street, the new man burst into admiration and nodded.

By midnight, the railroads were exposed head-on to the wrath of the crowd.

Some headquarters were not defeated by the mobs and were occupied or burned down.

Sunday, February 13, 1898 at midnight.

dang- dang-

Midnight bells were ringing all over Wall Street, and patrol officers, New York State militia, and mounted police gathered troops around the barricades they had built so far and began to prepare for the suppression.

Beep-!

“It’s a suppression order!!!”

< A night of fear. (2) > end

Wall Street of the third generation chaebol

Wall Street of the third generation chaebol

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Wall Street of the third generation chaebol mtl late 19th century. The United States was ruled by oil king Rockefeller, steel king Carnegie, and finance king JP Morgan. I fell on Wall Street in New York. “… Detroit or Morgan?” I didn’t just fall off, I was the son of the finance king JP Morgan.

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