The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 341: Incense is not good

Wells Fargo Bank, headquartered in San Francisco, was founded more than a hundred years ago and is ranked among the top ten banks in the world.

In fact, they didn't want this to be exposed at all.

However, this incident has to happen.

Because they were not the ones who discovered that the vault was stolen!

It's fucking public selfies!
The car was driving fine on the street in San Francisco, then suddenly the ground collapsed and we found a tunnel underneath.

The tunnel was wide enough for one car to fit through, and the car that fell down continued to move forward, then drove all the way into the vault of Wells Fargo Bank.

By the time Wells Fargo found out, photos and videos of its own vault were flying all over the place.

The sight of the empty vault chilled the morale of Wells Fargo employees.

The question is, what about our security system?

Where is our extremely advanced security system?
Such a big hole, and no reaction at all?
The vault is so big, and it was fine yesterday. In one night, the money was gone, the gold bars were gone, the bearer bonds were gone, and... the things in the private safes were also gone!
A thousand homeless people could come in and not be moved out in one night, right?
The police blocked the area and the FBI also arrived, but before the situation was discovered, too many people came here and it was impossible to find any traces inside the vault.

But you can’t find it outside.

Where did the dirt from digging this tunnel go? This is a big project! Even if you eat all the dirt, you have to poop it out, right?

The best exit from the tunnel leads to the sewer, and then the FBI goes crazy.

Who on earth did this job? There is not even a trace of dirt! You can even leave a little dirt behind!

When did America have such an awesome construction team?

Don’t you have the ability to build a country?

What? You can make money faster without stealing the bank vault? That's out of the question.

At Wells Fargo Bank, it’s no longer a matter of money, but the contents of those private safes.

The phone was ringing off the hook, the bank was overcrowded, did he only lose the money in this vault? The compensation for the private safe was also money!

The Wells Fargo issue is on everyone's nerves.

Today's opening is also a war without the smoke of gunpowder.

On Wall Street, the coins on Adam's fingers were dancing. He looked at the market information and saw that the stock price of Dark Gold Pharmaceuticals was about to fall to the price he wanted. At that time, he could buy low-priced stocks and then return the borrowed stocks to the broker to make a profit.

The price he set was quite conservative. He actually had no intention of competing with Dark Gold Pharmaceuticals to the death because their products were already there.

Dark Gold Pharmaceuticals was just taking advantage of Cwn's success to make a quick buck. As the one who set up the scheme, he had the confidence to do so.

Just get out in time.

But when it was about to fall, Adam frowned.

Because the stock price of Dark Gold Pharmaceutical was directly pulled up.

This situation is also normal, but what is abnormal is that the CWN stock, which has been falling, is also rising, and low-priced stocks have been bought.

Adam sneered, "Does the Barzel family not even have a decent analyst? Two of them? Buy factories, buy technology companies, buy media companies, and make money in many ways. How much can you get back in such a short time?"

Seeing that Dark Gold Pharmaceuticals had begun to rise without falling below his expectations, Adam was already thinking about when to buy in.

Because he knew that Dark Gold Pharmaceuticals was the foundation of the Basel family, and they would do their utmost to defend the market here. There was no point in fighting to the death on his own.

Set a new goal for yourself, send out some messages, and then quit when you are ahead.

CWM has made so much money, and can make even more money after shorting.

enough.

But now, seeing that both of the Bazel family wanted it made Adam excited.

You are looking for death, so you can't blame me.

Adam waved his hand and released the messages that had been prepared long ago.

"Dark Gold Pharmaceutical Drug Problems Exposed"

Hair growth agent turns into hair loss agent

"Weight loss comes at the cost of life"

One after another, rumors that had been prepared long ago emerged.

Business wars are sometimes just that simple.

Sometimes, just a rumor can put a company in absolute trouble.

Ten years of refuting a rumor is not as good as ten days of spreading it.

Adam knew that many companies in the University of Tokyo were defeated in this way in its early years.

What's the point of having a good product? If you only know how to make products but don't do publicity and marketing, it's too easy for you.

America is a place that loves conspiracy theories, and countless companies have been brought down by rumors from competitors.

You sue, you win, you refute the rumors, all is fine.

Anyway, your market share has already been taken over by others during this period.

However, there is really no competitor to Dark Gold Pharmaceutical’s products.

There are quite a lot of useless stuff.

Therefore, these rumors and news are used to suppress stock prices.

Adam didn't think about taking it all. For him, it was enough to make a profit when the price reached that level.

He didn't even care how much money he made in this operation, he just wanted to make Basel lose enough.

The stocks in hand continued to be sold under the manipulation of the traders.

However, the opposite happened. While CWN maintained its price, the stock price of Dark Gold Pharmaceutical had returned to the price before he shorted it.

It seemed as if he was not affected by this at all.

Adam looked a little unhappy.

He also knew the reason, and it took time for rumors to spread, but the Basel family was very lucky now.

The Wells Fargo affair leaves little time for bullshit rumors.

The media also knows what to report now.

Internet celebrities and their own media are also trying to take advantage of the popularity, saying what will happen if the money is gone.

The media also has to reassure the public.

This is very detrimental to the spread of rumors about oneself.

It used to take a day to ferment, but now it may take a little longer, and you have to spend more money to buy more.

But Adam didn't care, short selling was never a one- or two-day thing.

When Wall Street and retail investors were fighting, it was a tug-of-war that lasted for a long time.

Finally, I even unplugged the network cable.

And Adam has already received the news that the Bazel family is looking for banks to borrow money.

This at least proves that their funds are indeed insufficient.

Wells Fargo Bank didn't know what was going on. How did the vault get emptied? If that hadn't happened, I would have won a great victory today.

But it doesn’t matter, all the troubles of cwn are in my own hands, and the advantage is still in my hands.

At the end of the day, CWN stock stopped falling, and Dark Gold Pharmaceutical's stock returned to its price before the drop and even rose a bit.

Although this made Adam feel a little uncomfortable, it was not difficult to accept.

And at this time at Bazel Manor.

Looking at the pile of bearer bonds on the table, Dak couldn't even think about it.

Even though they have said it countless times before, the boss doesn't care about money, because all the money in American bank vaults is actually his.

But now, seeing these things appear in front of him, he almost fainted.

But that’s not the point.

But the other side of the living room was filled with a mess of things.

There were photos, USB flash drives, CDs, jewelry, and even documents and contracts.

Dak knew exactly what this thing was.

The stuff in those private safe deposit boxes at Wells Fargo Bank.

Dak knew exactly what was stored in the bank's private safe.

Valuable items and commemorative objects are not important; the point is the various secrets and scandals stored inside.

It even concerns some people's lives.

But now, all these things appeared here in Dak.

To be honest, even though he was following his boss, Dak's first reaction when he saw this thing was not happiness, but fear.

Xiu Nuo sat aside as if nothing had happened, and asked, "By the way, what's the situation with the stock market now?"

Dak quickly said, "Based on today's strength, our funds can last for about three days."

"Did you do what you said before?"

"We're already doing it," Dak said. "But... as expected, no bank is willing to provide us with a loan. But the day after tomorrow is the weekend, which means we have at least five days to raise money."

Xiunuo laughed: "It's good luck."

Dak thought for a moment and asked, "What do you mean, Boss?"

"Let them lose a lot." Xiu Nuo said with a smile: "I am going to do something good."

"what?"

"Just go do your thing." Xiunuo said and left.

After leaving, Xiu Nuo contacted Jia Yu. Jia Yu also reported the situation: "Boss, the banknotes are all numbered. They can't deposit them in the banks here and enter the American market directly. In the end, it's still not clean, and you know the situation in Mexico."

"America knows everything that happens here, so the cash needs to go to underground banks and be laundered several times. Moreover, the money cannot just come from Mexico. But the people here are familiar with money laundering. They are probably used to sending money to those people in America."

"So what?" Xiunuo asked.

"It will take some time. Mexico has $180 billion in foreign exchange reserves. It would be too easy to draw attention if they were to borrow directly."

"Dak said five days."

"I asked, and it's enough." Jia Yu said, and then he said, "Those gold bars are simple. I have made a suggestion here. They use the gold bars as collateral to borrow money from Morgan Bank, and then the money can be given to Basel."

Xiu Nuo nodded: "In other words, in some cases, banknotes are just paper?"

"You can understand it that way. It is useful, but underground banks, offshore companies, and even when you return to the United States, you still need to pay taxes, so the discount is a bit too much."

Xiu Nuo didn't care: "It's okay, there are plenty of Bank of America."

After hanging up the phone, Xiunuo decided to try something new.

Xiunuo took out his phone, selected AI drawing, and typed: "Help me draw a superhero tights with dollars printed on the chest."

Soon, a picture appeared.

This is a tight-fitting suit that shows off the muscles. It is gray-blue in color with red accents on the waist and arms, which is the standard color of the American flag.

The most important thing about this dress is the big dollar sign on the chest.

Pair it with a helmet that only shows the mouth.

Xiunuo nodded with satisfaction. This AI is quite useful.

The next moment, Xiunuo's body shook, and the tights appeared on his body.

Then Xiunuo's face changed, and the nose and mouth exposed by the helmet turned into those of a white person.

Finally, Xiunuo threw out Youli, and after Youli landed on the ground, it turned into a black and red motorcycle.

It’s great to have a high level of cultivation.

Xiunuo got on the motorcycle and sped towards a destination.

Downtown Los Angeles.

Because the security in Los Angeles has improved, more people go out in the evening.

The homeless people in the city center were taken away by the homeless shelter.

Hi Ye Zi's black people are also queuing up for the injection.

The Los Angeles incident was the first to be free, but was bullied by Dark Gold Pharmaceuticals for several months, which led to an unwritten rule that you can cause trouble anywhere, but don't do it when our party is open for free.

It feels like, "Don't force me to shoot you when I'm happiest."

The complicated mafia in Los Angeles was also torn apart and became stepping stones.

Therefore, now that there is a demon cultivator causing all kinds of trouble in the city center of Los Angeles, it has become extremely safe for ordinary people.

Every time Xiunuo saw this scene, he felt that something must have gone wrong.

But today is different.

Everyone saw a guy in a weird tight suit whizzing by on a motorcycle.

Countless people cheered and went crazy for it!

It’s not because of their clothes. Since the Hoodie Man was born in Los Angeles, it’s normal to see some guys in strange clothes on the streets.

But this person is different.

The motorcycle carried two boxes, and the boxes...

Scattering US dollars!

Yes! Scatter US dollars!

Because the speed was extremely fast, a large amount of US dollars was flying in the sky when all the cars whizzed past!

Everyone who saw this scene went crazy.

Great virtuous man!

This is a great good man!
People rushed into the streets and cars slammed on their brakes.

The motorcycle circled the city center, spreading money.

This is the experiment that Xiunuo is going to do now.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be soon.

At this moment in the sky, incense appeared in Xiunuo's body.

But what is different from before is that there doesn’t seem to be that many incense sticks this time.

It shouldn't be like this, this is about giving out money!

He's really giving out money and he's going there in person, so why is it that he doesn't have as many incense sticks as the hoodie man?
Xiunuo turned on his phone and started checking messages.

Then I found that news about me was everywhere.

The sight of him throwing money on a motorcycle made the crowd cheer for him.

But the comment section is different.

"As expected of Los Angeles, there are so many rich people. Which idle young man is planning to become an internet celebrity?"

"What a stupid behavior, grandstanding."

"I want to go to Los Angeles! Although I don't like it there, I can like Los Angeles if he still spends money."

“You don’t have to like Los Angeles.”

"Won't the police catch him? He must have been speeding!"

"Is this a crude imitator of Hoodie Man? He has no idea of ​​the essence of Hoodie Man!"

Xiu Nuo was stunned. What? What essence do I have?
Here comes the following comment: "That's true. Does he think he can be the Hoodie Man just by throwing some money? No, the Hoodie Man is the real superhero. He fights against power, he spreads freedom, he is the messenger of fairness sent by God, he is the nemesis of evil! He is not an idiot who wears a tights and throws some money to attract another group of fools to imitate him with money."

"He's not even as respectable as the average guy in a hoodie-wearing suit telling the mugger to get lost."

Xiunuo was a little stunned.

My height is so high?

Or what Robin did?

How come the hoodie man doesn’t know that I have this idea?

But now Xiunuo also understood what was going on.

There are incense sticks, given by those people in Los Angeles, but not necessarily all of them.

Because some of them think they are stupid people with a lot of money who are just playing with traffic.

But for everyone else, for those who didn't get the money, jealousy is disfiguring.

It's even different from the ATM machines that spit out money and the bank robberies that happened before.

Ultimately, no one knows where the money came from.

Xiunuo knew that he had moved the money from Wells Fargo Bank. If the FBI got the money, they would find out where it came from, but the public doesn't know.

They just thought Xiu Nuo was a rich kid who was just throwing money around for fun.

After all, there are quite a few such programs by bloggers who are not short of money, and they will give you a certain amount of money by challenging XX.

Xiu Nuo put away his phone and nodded slightly: "I understand. Fortunately, after some experiments, I know where the problem is, so I just need to change the method, right? Or, find someone to help me build momentum."

Then, Xiunuo thought of something.

Xiunuo called Dake, and Dake was stunned: "Are you serious, boss?"

"Of course. Isn't Cwn's news department already being planned?"

Dak's mouth twitched and he said, "Boss, Xiong En's paid news program was so popular that no one would watch it. Later I changed it to free, but the effect was not very good."

“What if the news shows could tell which bank was going to be robbed?”

"what?"

"Let's get the people over there ready. That's in New York, right?"

"Um.....there's a studio in Los Angeles."

"We are all family, right?"

"At least for now."

"It doesn't matter. Let them prepare the interview. The program will be changed to late night free. Oh, and did you see the guy throwing money?"

"Yeah, I see." Dak suddenly realized, "That's you, isn't it?"

"Of course, but now everyone obviously has some misunderstandings about me. Do you know where there are the most TV stations?"

Dark's mouth twitched and he said, "Obviously, if you're talking about live broadcasts, there's nowhere more crowded with reporters than around that big hole at Wells Fargo."

"There are not only reporters from various TV stations there, but also various internet celebrities who are trying to take advantage of the popularity. There must be the most people around there, and there are even a lot of people who want to do something there."

"What do you mean?"

"Some people say there are a lot of scattered US dollars in the pit." Dak said with emotion: "I don't know who spread the rumor, but it is obvious that many people believe it. From time to time, someone wants to break through the police blockade and get into the big pit."

"Is the reporter from Cwn here?"

"We sent someone there, but it's quite far away and not well-known, so they're outside. Boss, if you want to go, you'd better hurry up. I heard there's no news there, and many people are preparing to withdraw."

Xiu Nuo nodded, then smiled and said, "That's fine, tell them to keep watch, the time has come for them to turn over."

"Yes."

Although he didn't know what his boss was going to do, Dak knew that he just had to follow him.

(End of this chapter)