Chapter 932 Singing and Watching the Opera

When the circuit breaker occurred, global undercurrents surged.

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at the Dow Jones Index, almost all of them showing expressions of shock and astonishment.

No one expected that this second trading day would end with the circuit breaker mechanism being triggered and the United States losing in embarrassment.

Trading hours ended a full hour early.

A drop of 741 points, a 10% drop, is an unbearable pain for any securities market in any country in the world, let alone the United States, which has the largest economic aggregate in the world.

The evaporation of trillions of dollars in wealth can be undone, but once the fig leaf of American greatness has been ripped off, it will be difficult to put it back on.

In the United States, from the Federal Reserve to Wall Street, countless bigwigs cursed.

They may not have much patriotic feelings, but what they care about is the loss of their own interests.

The U.S. financial sector has been hit so hard. Who is the first victim?

That's them.

A call was made from the Federal Reserve Bank, and Wall Street's top capital groups immediately rushed to the Federal Reserve Bank headquarters, and a closed-door meeting was held immediately after the circuit breaker.

At this moment, Yanjing.

Although it was already late at night and it would be dawn in two hours, the lights were still on in a courtyard.

The young man in the wheelchair gently picked up a chess piece and dropped it on the chessboard. Then he raised his head and smiled at the old man with a pensive expression on the opposite side of the chessboard: "Uncle Ning, you lost."

The old man known as Uncle Ning laughed, threw his pieces to disrupt the chessboard, and said: "I've lost, I've lost, I can't accept it anymore."

"It's not that Uncle Ning is old. When it comes to chess skills, it's normal for Uncle Ning and I to win or lose between brothers. It's just that Uncle Ning is absent-minded, so he is easily plotted by me." The young man in the wheelchair said with a smile.

The old man smiled and said: "When you were seven years old, the chess king Lu Qianyu said that if you were determined to do this, he could stay in the Zhao family and teach you for ten years. After ten years, he promised to give the Zhao family a Go world that would not lose to the chess master Wu Qingyuan. The one who carries the cauldron.”

"Although you didn't take him as your teacher later, with this talent, you are really flattering me by saying you are tied with me."

The young man smiled and said: "Go has nineteen lanes and three hundred and sixty-one positions. To me, it is just a means of entertainment in my spare time to relax my mind. There is no essential difference from fishing and playing mahjong. If I regard it as my job, On the contrary, it’s a bit putting the cart before the horse.”

"It's not that I'm saying Go is not good, but it's just not my ambition."

After speaking, the young man looked at the old man and said warmly: "Uncle Ning has something on his mind."

"How can you not be worried?"

The old man glared at the young man, and then sighed: "That boy from the south, this move is really unexpected."

"It's melted, it's melted!"

The old man slapped his thigh and cursed: "I don't know what this kid is thinking, but it's too reckless to let him do this."

"Such a circuit breaker is equivalent to knocking the faces of the Federal Reserve and the entire United States to the ground. It has reached an irreversible point, and the nature and severity of the situation have increased by more than one level."

"While I'm playing chess with you, four reports have come to me. In a little while, I will go to the Forbidden City to make a report. Isn't this just looking for trouble?"

"He is only a few years old, but he has done so many things, each of which is directly heard by heaven. He can do more than the three of you put together."

The young man listened with a smile on his face and did not interrupt.

Although Uncle Ning was cursing, his eyes were full of relief and smiles.

The young man knew that the suddenness of what Li Jin did was destined to keep a lot of big guys awake at night, but for these big guys, it was a good thing.

Judging from Uncle Ning's demeanor, you can tell that this is basically the reaction from the superiors.

He said it in a nonchalant way, but he was actually very happy in his heart.

It's like when your child goes out to fight with the second-generation bully, and punches the opponent's nose until it bleeds. Although he teaches him a lesson, he doesn't feel proud in his heart.

This is not always the case when parents educate their children.

I have always been stingy with good words, but the joy has never really diminished.

Why can Uncle Ning's attitude represent the reaction from above?

If nothing else, for 99% of the people in China, Uncle Ning is one of the top members they can imagine.

It's just that he has a slightly lower seat, but the work he is responsible for is the core decision-making work of national financial policy formulation.

Since Uncle Ning was going to perform, the young man was happy to cooperate in the performance. He pretended to be surprised and said: "It's almost dawn and we have to enter the Forbidden City? Aren't those guys resting yet?"

"For such a big thing, even if I was woken up even when I was sleeping, this matter is of sufficient weight."

Uncle Ning stood up as he spoke.

"Boy Zhao, when do you plan to watch the show?" Uncle Ning asked thoughtfully.

The young man smiled slightly and put his hands in his sleeves, just like an ordinary young man next door in Tianjin Wei.

"How can I go on stage and sing without going to the theater? This is not my role. I can't go there. I can only watch the theater with peace of mind."

"Very good." Uncle Ning nodded, thought for a moment, and then said, "Originally, it's not impossible for you to come up and sing a few lines. After all, the more lively the show is, the more prosperous our big family is. If you don't come, When I open my voice, I always feel that something is missing."

"But now, it's not appropriate anymore, understand?"

"Ah."

The young man nodded and said, "Then I won't sing. I have no intention of singing at all."

"Everyone has their own stage and their own role. There is no place for me on this stage. It's my place to sit in the audience and play the role of the audience."

"That's not what he said."

Uncle Ning sighed again, but this time the solemn look on his face was not fake. He said: "Because of that boy from the south, the situation that was originally clear has become more and more confusing."

"There is a high probability that the United States will jump over the wall in a hurry. If so, this matter will be very difficult. Maybe in the new millennium, the first major diplomatic incident between the East and the West in the 21st century will happen."

The young man also became serious and said, "Is there such a determination from above?"

"determination?"

Uncle Ning laughed and said, "It's only been 50 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, but not all of the heroes with the strongest backbones have died yet."

This time, the young man's expression really changed.

"Even the heroes..."

"Otherwise, why do you think that boy from the south was selected? It's because some heroes like his enthusiasm. Especially this time, the U.S. stock market crashed. I don't know how many old people would jump out of the bed in the nursing home with joy. Not to mention Besides, how many times has your grandpa asked about this during this time?"

"Three times." The young man said with a bitter smile.

"In all these years, what have you seen that would make your grandpa care so much?"

As if realizing that he had said too much, Uncle Ning waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'm leaving. Don't let girl Wanjun overhear these words, otherwise I will really spank her."