At nine o'clock the next morning, at 18 Broadway Street, New York, the New York Stock Exchange Building.

It is still half an hour before the official opening of the market, but the New York Stock Exchange hall is already crowded with people. Major investment banks, major institutions and a large number of valuable independent investors have already filled the hall.

A huge poster hung above the hall, about the subscription poster of Yinfa Bank.

Almost everyone's eyes were staring at the posters above the hall without exception, and many staff members were even nervously copying something on their notebooks.

Obviously, the listing of Yinfa Bank has attracted the attention of almost all investors.

This is actually reasonable. Because of the Great Depression in the 1920s, the domestic industry in the United States was in a state of grief, and there was almost no decent performance among all the blue-chip stocks listed on the New York Stock Exchange.

At this time, Yinfa Bank, which was built on large infrastructure and large industries, became a star.

Regarding the advantages of Yinfa Bank, the hanging poster has been clearly stated.

In the short term, Yinjiang's infrastructure is in full swing and there is still a lot of room for development in the future.

In the medium term, the capital demand for thousands of companies entering Yinjiang Industrial Park will only increase.

In the long run, no matter who wins and loses in the Sino-Japanese War, China will face the need for reconstruction. Yinfa Bank is backed by the powerful US government and does not need to worry about survival at all, so its business volume will only expand vigorously.

So, no matter which level of analysis is conducted, Yinfa Bank is a high-performance stock. After reading the poster, almost every investor will have an idea in his heart. If he doesn’t buy such high-performance stocks, wouldn’t he become an idiot? So he has to grab this stock no matter what, even if it’s just one!

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VIP lounge on the second floor of the New York Stock Exchange.

An old white man with thick mustache and gray hair was taking the brochure of Yinfa Bank to study carefully, and his equally thick eyebrows shook lightly from time to time.

Soon, the brochure was finished.

The old man put down the manual and looked back at the young oriental man in the seat opposite.

The young man in the seat opposite was Zhong Yi. Faced with the old man's gaze, Zhong Yi slightly turned his head to greet him.

"You are Zhong Yi?" the old man suddenly said, "The magical general from the East, the top student at West Point Military Academy?"

Zhong Yi still didn't say anything and turned his head to show respect. Instead, the old Commod, who was sitting next to him, came over and whispered to remind him that this was the current head of the Morgan Consortium.

Zhong Yi's eyes suddenly shook slightly when he heard this.

It turned out that this inconspicuous old man was actually the current head of the Morgan Consortium.

Speaking of which, the old man in front of him is the real master of the United States - one of the so-called American presidents, who are as talented as Roosevelt, are just a worker.

"I heard that you wrote this brochure?" Old Morgan asked suddenly.

"Yes." Zhong Yi nodded slightly and said, "I hope I didn't offend you."

Old Morgan didn't seem to hear Zhong Yi's humble words, and continued on his own: "You chose the wrong industry, young man, you shouldn't be a soldier, you should be an investor."

Zhong Yi smiled and said, "Sir, you have politely praised me."

Old Morgan still didn't answer Zhong Yi's words and said to himself: "Join our Morgan consortium, I'll hand over Morgan Stanley to you. Believe me, with our cooperation, Morgan Stanley will be able to rule Wall Street in ten years, and in another ten years, the United States will be able to rule the whole world! Thirty years later, the world will be dominated!"

Morgan Stanley? Zhong Yi could only scratch his head. Half a century later, he really ruled Wall Street and the world!

To be honest, Zhong Yi was really a little moved, but he was just moved. He wouldn't be stupid enough to believe the foolish words of a banker or a financier, and financiers are all fooling each other.

Tomorrow, if Zhong Yi really goes to knock on the old man’s office door, he will at most give him an office desk, then give him the title of investment manager, plus a set of words. If he wants to become the helmsman of Morgan Stanley, he must start from the grassroots investment manager, Balabara.

Seeing that Zhong Yi didn't say anything, Old Morgan said again: "I'm serious."

Zhong Yi could only say: "Sorry, my motherland is engaged in a cruel war against foreign invasions. In such a critical moment, I cannot abandon my country and my compatriots."

"That's a pity." Old Morgan shrugged and said, "How many shares are you planning to transfer?"

"All shares." Zhong Yi said without hesitation, "I have all shares in Yinfa Bank."

"Oh, is that?" Old Morgan raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Actually, you have a better choice, such as pledging the shares you hold to Morgan Stanley. As for the price of the pledge, it will be decided based on the stock issuance price. In addition, you have the right to temporarily change the pledge agreement to the acquisition agreement."

When Old Kangmaud heard this, his face changed slightly.

Old Morgan is not good at visiting. Does he want to get involved in Yinfa Bank?

Zhong Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "What about such a generous condition? Where is the obligation?"

"Remove the limited partner terms." Old Morgan said with a smile, "change into general partner!"

Now, Old Commod completely changed his face, but he did not dare to attack on the spot, because the financial resources of the Commod family and the Morgan family were completely incomparable. If the Morgan family really had bad intentions and could crush them to death with their little fingers, their Commod family would not have any counterattack power.

Now I can only hope for Zhong Yi.

Zhong Yi smiled and said, "Mr. Morgan, have you ever been a soldier?"

"I'm sorry, I've never been a soldier." Old Morgan shrugged.

"So you don't know what a life-long friendship is." Zhong Yi said, "Comrades-in-arms are those who dare to hand over their backs to him with confidence on the battlefield, and those who can pay their wives and children before they die." After pausing, he said, "Comrades-in-arms, my good brother!"

"That's a pity." Old Morgan shrugged.

When Old Kangmaud heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the ringtone rang in the trading hall and the time was up.

The door opened, and a staff member walked in and bowed slightly: "Dear VIPs, the time is up."

Zhong Yi and Lao Kangmaud immediately stood up and guided the exchange staff to the hall.

There was a big bell in the center of the trading hall, and another staff member had already prepared a wooden hammer. Zhong Yi and Lao Kangmaode gave in a few moments, but finally took over the wooden hammer.

At half past nine, Zhong Yi gently knocked on the wooden hammer.
Chapter completed!