Chapter 2230 The Liar Was Deceived

What a irony!

Shang Ying surrendered himself for Shang Li, leaving behind his dignity, honor, and everything else.

Shang Li, however, described him as his "biggest weakness".

Even after Shang Ying surrendered himself and was sentenced to death with a reprieve, he still didn't plan to let him go!

Solomon has lived to such an old age and has come across many killers, but this is the first time he has seen someone as selfish as Shang Li!

"He is not a weakness, but your armor."

Solomon couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Then Solomon realized that he had talked too much.

Normally, even if he met someone he hated, even Chen Mo, he could maintain his demeanor. Why did he just meet Shang Li, who was nominally his partner, and couldn't control his emotions?

Shang Li scratched his head awkwardly, and didn't dare to refute, so he could only laugh dryly.

At this time, Michelle came over with a happy face to report:

"Mr. Rothschild, great news!!!"

"Oh? What happened?" Solomon asked puzzledly.

Everything that happened in the past two years was a disaster.

Michelle handed a document to Solomon: "Real estate industry data has continued to rise in the past two months, and the number of home buyers has almost doubled compared to before.

The subprime business that was squeezed by the bank has become active again, and the mortgage business of related real estate has almost doubled or tripled!

The total volume has reached an astonishing 10 trillion!!!

Compared with the previous quarter, the growth volume has increased by 1543%!!!"

"The real estate sector and real estate stock index in the stock market have grown significantly, not only breaking through the highest point before Chen Mo sold off, but also breaking through the shackles of 12,000 points!"

Solomon was surprised when he heard it: "Hahaha, this is God's will to kill Chen Mo!!! ”

“With this kind of growth, Chen Mo will have to lose all the CDS he bought, right?”

Michelle smiled and said, “Theoretically, Chen Mo’s CDS will expire at the end of this month, not to mention the current increase.

Even if it drops by 50%, Chen Mo will lose everything.”

Solomon said in amazement, “I didn’t expect it. I haven’t touched a penny of the 100 trillion in my hand, and Chen Mo is going to go bankrupt.

Thank the ancestors for blessing me, Yahweh!”

Shang Li asked weakly, “Why is the real estate fluctuation so big? There won’t be any problem here, right?”

Putting aside all Shang Li’s personal moral issues, Shang Li is indeed a first-class genius in business.

He was very keen to detect the wrongness here.

According to Shang Li’s understanding of the real estate of the hegemony country, even if the subprime mortgage crisis did not break out, the bubble of this industry would definitely be so big that it was about to burst. It was already precious to be able to stabilize the current situation steadily. How could it be possible that the growth rate was faster than the peak period?

Michelle said disdainfully: "What do you know? The Fed has cut interest rates three times in a row in the past two months, which can be said to be an unprecedented stimulus to the real estate market.

In addition, the official support of the hegemonic country for real estate and the hegemonic country's large money-printing plan.

These have definitely increased people's confidence in real estate.

It is normal to have a large increase in a short period of time, and it will definitely fall back later."

Shang Li scratched his head. Although he was murmuring in his heart, he had a filter for the first apostle of the foundation.

Since he can be the world's number one, he must have real skills!

"So that's how it is. I'm taught." Shang Li said humbly.

"Your doubts are not unreasonable, Michelle. Have you investigated the bank's account transactions clearly?" Solomon asked.

"After the investigation, the bank said that although most of the people who borrowed money to buy houses were engaged in subprime loans, their credit investigation was absolutely fine!

The real estate agents on the bank side also swore that the customers they found would not be risky.

The rating agency also submitted information and believed that this batch of mortgage bonds were all 3A-rated." Michelle said loudly.

As the first apostle, the "greedy Hydra" in charge of money, Michel Horus only believes in data, not people's words.

He did not feel that the abnormal growth of real estate this time was not right.

It's just that from the lowest-level intermediaries to lenders, to bank staff, to banks, to rating agencies, etc.

There is no problem with the series of data submitted.

Michel naturally thought that this was a series of good news such as the Fed's interest rate cuts and water release.

He would never have thought that everyone in all aspects related to real estate... was lying!!!

The liar had been cheating for a long time, and the cheating was too successful, so his own vigilance decreased.

"As long as the data is fine." Solomon was completely relieved.

After all, Michel, who could be the first apostle, was absolutely loyal to the Rothschild family and had absolutely superior abilities.

Solomon trusted him very much.

Chen Mo's operation actually made the bubble and thunder of the real estate of the hegemony country bigger and bigger.

The current growth is just a flash in the pan.

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In a prison in the imperial capital.

Shang Ying’s sentence has been handed down.

He should have been sentenced to death, but because he was too old and had a self-surrender insurance, he was sentenced to suspended death sentence.

If nothing unexpected happened, he would have died of old age in prison.

Through his cellmates, Shang Ying also knew how low the outside world’s evaluation of him was.

Rather than an evaluation, it is more like condemnation and abuse.

Shang Ying was bitter and angry.

He was already at the age of death, and he could have lived a peaceful and dignified old age, but he was arrested and imprisoned because of his grandson.

Since he was imprisoned, Shang Ying has no smile on his face, and he is like a walking corpse.

Every day he repeats eating, walking, watching the news, and sleeping.

He is like a lost soul, and he ignores anyone who greets Shang Ying.

This morning, Shang Ying had breakfast, watched the morning news, and went for a walk on the playground as usual.

At this time, most of the inmates went to operate the sewing machine, because he was too old and did not need to work, so he was the only one on the playground.

Shang Ying sat alone on the wooden chair full of traces of time, and the texture of the wood was particularly clear in the afterglow of the sun.

His back was slightly hunched, as if he had carried too much vicissitudes and fatigue. The light shone through the clouds on his face, reflecting the wrinkles on his face, like the ravines of time.

Suddenly, a hurried sound of footsteps broke the silence.

A group of strong men in prison uniforms came over, their eyes were cold and fierce, and the sharp blades in their hands flashed coldly in the sun.

When he saw the sharp blade, Shang Ying's dull eyes regained a trace of clarity.

The strong men quickly surrounded him.

Shang Ying seemed to have expected this end, so he stood up and patted the dust on his body calmly:

"Tell me, who sent you here? Before you die, give me an explanation."