Chapter 340: The Hero Saves the Beauty
Chapter 340 Hero saves beauty
Author: Seven Years Period
Chapter 340 Hero saves beauty
After reading Adjani's letter in detail, Franz suddenly felt that everything around him was dull, and he completely lost his mood to continue enjoying himself.
Obviously, the original plan of continuing deep into the colonies in the interior of Namibia to investigate the development situation is no longer expedient.
Not to mention visiting the Pygmies in Cameroon and Chief Lewis, who had great dreams, and investigating the great achievements of the white chief, Colonel Morrison.
On May 28, 1842, after several months of long voyage, Franz finally returned home. He first landed in Venice, and took the train back to Vienna the next day.
He returned in a hurry and did not even have time to attend the triumphal ceremony in Venice, because a group of conspirators had been in action since February 5, 1842.
They took advantage of the installment payment loophole to cash out and drive up the stock price. What is even more frightening is that the high stock price was built on the wealth and expected income of all the citizens of the empire.
(This is a continuation of the previous content. The general idea is that civilians obtained the goods through installment payments and then mortgaged the goods to financiers.
Financiers then use the price difference to sell it abroad to make profits, or mortgage it to banks to obtain loans, and finally give the money to civilians, who use it to buy stocks in the hope of obtaining future income.
Then pay in installments to buy new goods and get another loan.
See the previous chapters for details.)
Theoretically speaking, this type of economic crisis should not occur now. However, Austria’s abnormal economic structure and Franz’s arrogant operation that he believed was “making concessions to benefit the people”.
Coupled with the current torrent (railway boom) and the combined efforts of many parties involving traders who transcended the times, this financial crisis was finally created.
To explain it in a popular way, a "gentleman" takes a beautiful woman to buy luxury goods such as LV bags, diamond rings and gemstone necklaces on Saturday, but the final payment is made with a check.
However, in the West in the 19th century, banks were closed on Saturdays. The clerk came up with an idea in order to avoid losses to the store and himself, and to retain customers.
That is to first withhold the items the other party bought from the store, and then hand them over to the other party after the bank is open on Sunday and the check is cashed.
Re-enact the scene.
The smiling clerk stared at the "gentleman" and the beauty, and then said kindly.
"I'm sorry, sir, the check you used cannot be cashed today. If you don't mind, you can store the leather bag you purchased in the store for a day.
When the bank opens tomorrow, we will cash the check and return it to you personally, along with a beautiful hanging chain specially made by our store."
One day later, when the clerk rushed to the bank and found that it was a bad check, you can imagine his anger.
When the tricked clerk angrily approached the "gentleman," the other man said, "I was on base yesterday, thank you for your cooperation!"
"Sir, why are you teasing me like this!" The clerk was still very angry.
But the cynical "gentleman" just responded with a smile.
"Sure enough, you don't understand what art is. Since neither you nor me nor the bank suffered any losses, shouldn't this be a happy ending? Even that stupid woman thought yesterday was because of love."
That's right, in the end, a world where only beautiful women were injured was achieved.
The "gentlemen" here naturally represent profiteers, the clerks represent the royal family, the identity of the bank remains unchanged, and the beauties who were deceived are civilians who were bewitched.
Everyone thinks that their logic is perfect, and even the victims will use the reason that they fell for the scam because they can get the expected income.
Not to mention the shrewd clerks and cunning "gentlemen" and the banks that always abide by the rules; this is the essence of this crisis, and what Franz has to do at this time is to "hero save the beauty."
Vienna, Schönbrunn Palace.
"To be honest, you are also responsible for the situation that has deteriorated to this point." Franz's tone remained calm.
"But those economic and financial experts think..."
Perhaps due to excessive pressure, Adjani made errors in judgment and reaction; she tried to change the topic and shirk responsibility.
Franz suddenly buried his face in the other person's chest. This sudden move made her feel a little uneasy and confused. Please don't misunderstand, he just wanted to test whether the heartbeat of people would speed up when they are nervous. He was not taking advantage of others.
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"Hey, you are also an old man who has dealt with all kinds of groups. Can't you see clearly that the so-called experts are all a bunch of liars?"
". Please let me refer more to their opinions, which you have personally said." Adjani began to change her strategy and said with a slight grievance.
If you have never seen her or don't understand her, you will really be confused by her and feel that you are exaggerating. After all, a beautiful woman who looks aggrieved and weak will always make people feel pity.
But Franz had seen her before and would not believe her.
"Miss Adjani, why are you still in your thirties?" Before Franz could finish his words, he was held in his arms by the excited person and became speechless.
"Eighteen, no! I will always be as young as seventeen!" She, who is extremely sensitive to age, emphasized repeatedly.
Obviously age is a woman's nemesis. No matter how proud or confident a woman is, her defenses will be broken due to this.
"Okay, seventeen-year-old Miss Adjani, if you don't let go, I will suffocate to death."
Franz, who smiled wryly, now regretted asking her to exercise. Although it was more eye-catching, her strength seemed to be heading in the direction of Superwoman.
Adjani can experience some changes in Franz. He seems to be more mature and dangerous than before, and more fascinating.
Of course, for someone like her who has a particularly strong desire to conquer, others feel more of a cold and chilling feeling.
After all, Franz dug a lot of holes during this trip. Although the wars and conflicts that had been triggered had taken away countless people's statements, they were just an appetizer for the entire plan.
I don’t know how many lives it will take to fill these holes in the days to come.
But one thing that hasn't changed is Franz's attitude, which is either casual or well-informed.
At this time, even she, an outsider, could see that Austria's financial crisis was imminent.
Faced with this extreme anomaly, Franz, as the backbone, still had the time to teach him a lesson or tease herself, which made her feel very confused.
"Are you giving up on yourself?" Adjani asked maliciously, with a bad expression like a fox that had just deceived the crow.
"Why do you ask such a question?" The future heir to Optimus Prime, who was usually confident, had a blank expression at this moment, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him.
"Didn't you see the letter I sent asking for help?"
"I've finished reading it."
"Then why don't you seek a countermeasure?"
"Because there is no need."
"." After a moment of silence, Adjani asked: "Are you pretending to be calm or are you really helpless?"
"Of course not."
"I really don't know what to say. In recent years, you have been working hard for the future of this country almost all the time.
But your attitude today is very different from before. Could it be that you have changed your views on those financial speculators?"
"I am touched by your heartfelt words, but I have an idea of how to deal with this matter."
Just when the conversation fell into silence again, Franz grabbed the other person's "conscience" and spoke earnestly while looking into her eyes.
"Miss Adjani, please don't be so obvious next time you act as a double agent. Although Solomon Rothschild did a good job this time, his overly conceited nature will sooner or later make him fall into trouble. And I guess he didn't
Don’t really trust anyone.”
"Isn't that the same for you?" Adjani asked with a smile.
"Don't worry, I'm very experienced. How can I gain the other party's trust if I don't do this? What's more, according to my investigation, the mastermind this time is not Solomon, but a young man named Soros.
This person is a Jewish businessman from the Ottomans. However, according to my verification, he was not born and raised there, but a refugee from Hungary. Of course, this identity is also likely to be forged.
There is information that this person is very likely to be related to the previous Hungarian slave trade incident, and is more likely to be the real mastermind. In short, this is a very difficult opponent who needs special attention.
In addition, their target price is a 60 florin plan, and the harvest will be completed before August 18, 1842, as a birthday gift to you. At least this is what they said in the internal meeting."
It seemed that her investigation was quite detailed, but the act of betraying herself made Franzton feel a little angry.
"Miss Adjani, you have betrayed me thoroughly. I have been hiding for so many years, and I am blind in vain."
"You know what the proverb says? If you don't let go of your children, you won't catch the wolf."
Adjani tilted her head and explained.
"So I am the innocent child?" Franz half joked and half laughed at himself.
"Isn't it true for your age?" she asked.
"Okay, is that all the information you got?"
"There are also some I wrote in the report. Yes, it's in the third drawer on the right side of your study." Adjani whispered beside Franz.
"Only this?"
"Of course not only that, they also gave me 100,000 pounds and bought a mansion and 10 square kilometers of ranch in the United States, located in Boston.
If you fail and have no face to face your family and country, you can consider setting foot on the new continent with me. I will support you." Adjani said with a smile.
"I advise you not to go to the United States." After careful consideration, he said confidently.
"Why?" she asked, looking at the other person's statue-like perfect face with great interest.
"There won't always be peace there. There may be rivers of bloodshed in the future."
Chapter completed!