indianbanksassociation Chapter 1474 The names of those figures outside the curtain
Chapter 1474 The names of those figures outside the curtain
Chapter 1474 The names of those figures outside the curtain
"Is it just because a lot of people lost money in that so-called stock market?"
"Will it make the world become like this?"
Many years have passed, and he is no longer the taciturn boy he was when he first arrived at the night club. The boy has grown calm and rational and now asks the question after thinking about it.
Hearing his questions about the scene in front of him, Zhu Wen hummed and smiled and said:
"Young General Ran, the bigger the matter in this world, the more entangled the cause and effect are. It never appears easily and never disappears easily."
"Do you still remember the biggest thing in the world about ten years ago?"
He took another step forward, recalling the lesson of another elder in the night club, the boy followed him and answered:
"It was the world war that took place in Europe."
"Yes."
At this time, the night watchman showed an affirmative smile to the younger generation, and while walking and looking at the prosperous cities along the way, he continued to speak lightly:
"This country gained huge profits from the war, selling weapons and food. Nearly half of the world's gold flowed into this country,"
"They had a lot of money, opened a lot of factories, produced a lot of goods, and promoted the development of all industries,"
"So people had this unprecedented decade of prosperity."
Listening to the elders' narration of the past prosperity, the young man also recalled the last time he came here, the atmosphere of prosperity and extravagance that came from all directions.
Then the two of them stopped at an intersection again.
Far in front of them at this moment was a super building over 400 meters high.
Looking at this magnificent building called the Empire State Building which is about to be topped out, it seems as if I could feel the prosperity of the past decade in an instant.
"But excess is always a danger. Past prosperity has led them to produce too much goods, just as the upper class always owns most of the money wherever they go."
"The lower class people can't afford those goods, but they can't sell them to other countries."
Hearing this, the young man tilted his head and looked at the elder beside him and said:
“Because of tariffs?”
At this moment, Zhu Wen admired his talent and intelligence, and looked at him with a smile.
"It seems that you have learned well what Ming Mang taught you. Yes, this country has raised tariffs on other countries, and other countries naturally do not want to suffer losses and also increase tariffs on it."
"Let those goods only be sold to the people within this country."
He continued to move forward with the boy beside him, to a place in the city they had not seen yet.
He spoke slowly with an unfathomable smile:
"So in order to avoid losses due to unsold goods, they developed many ways of lending so that people could easily borrow money to buy the goods they wanted."
"The prosperous world has stimulated people's desire for material things, and people have gone into debt to buy all kinds of enjoyment,"
"It's nothing, after all, the world is prosperous, they can always make money to pay it back, but because of this,"
"The prosperity of the world has also given rise to another hidden danger."
Passing by several department stores and through a block of glass display windows,
Two figures wearing ancient clothes of unknown era strolled in the western-style city.
The boy saw a man standing in front of a car with a sign on it. The sign said in English, "Only 100 yuan, cash required, I lost everything in the stock market."
Then she looked up at the elder beside her and tried to continue what he was saying.
"Is that what they call the stock market?"
Seeing the sign at this time, Zhu Wen touched his head and confirmed with a smile,
"The prosperity of the world made those factories continue to make profits, and the rising stocks made people believe that they would continue to rise forever,"
"People, out of their desire for money, borrowed money to buy more stocks and assets."
At this point, recalling what people in this country did before last year,
Even the night watchmen felt a little crazy and sighed deeply:
"Use one cent of your money and borrow nine cents of your money to buy something ten times your net worth. When it becomes more valuable, you can mortgage it to borrow more money and buy something more expensive."
"Because the world is prosperous and everyone is scrambling to buy them, those stock assets are becoming more and more valuable,"
“It’s like a giant bubble that keeps expanding.”
Then in the next second, he shook his head gently.
"But everything that rises to the top must fall, and when almost all buyers in the world have appeared, the prices of those stock assets have reached their peak, and people no longer have enough money to maintain that price,"
"At this point, if one party is forced to sell because their income is insufficient to pay off their debts, those stock assets will begin to become worthless,"
"Once that happens, those who borrowed money to buy them will lose money, and their creditors will have to sell them to avoid losing money, which makes them even less valuable," he said.
"This causes another group of people to lose money, and another group of creditors to sell at even lower value, and so on and so forth."
"Until that huge bubble burst like a dream."
Cars passing by, cubic skyscrapers towering, ferries on the Manhattan River spewing white smoke,
Walking into the famous Wall Street, the boy followed the night watchman to a white building with six stone pillars, and then pushed open the door.
He saw this scene called the inside of the New York Stock Exchange.
There weren't many people, but they were still very busy in front of the machines. The huge blackboard was filled with various digital information, and the dust was clearly visible in the light.
There was an indescribable quietness and desolation in the hall.
Observing every corner here, the boy couldn't help but imagine the scene here on the day of the collapse last year.
"With the stock market crash, countless people lost all their money overnight, and the assets they had pledged to money houses, or banks, were now worthless,"
"Many banks that were left without money went bankrupt due to bank runs, and people who had deposited money in them lost their savings,"
After showing the boy the building, I continued to talk about the scene. At this point, I felt that there was no need to elaborate on the devastation.
Zhu Wen shook his head again and sighed helplessly:
"In the end, the bank went bankrupt, which led to the closure of factories and enterprises. More and more people lost their jobs. Those who had borrowed money to buy goods before could no longer make money to repay their debts, even if they had never bought stocks."
"This famine caused by excessive prosperity eventually affected everyone,"
"The prosperity of the past has become a bubble."
At this time, the two of them were standing at a street corner again. In front of them was a long queue of people in front of a big door.
That was the door to the soup kitchen, and some of those waiting in line were once millionaires, while others were ordinary workers in a car factory.
But now they are all lined up together, relying on the dozen dollars the government gives them every month to survive.
Looking at this scene at this moment, before this, I only heard those who asked about it curse that everything was caused by the stock market.
But after listening to the elders' story, the boy finally understood the cause and effect behind all this.
Only then did he remember why the last time he came here, the elders looked at the prosperous scene and sighed softly that fortune and misfortune go hand in hand.
"Okay, let's go. It's a rare opportunity to come here, and there are still many places we haven't visited last time." At this moment, Zhu Wen patted the shoulder of the young man next to him again, and seemed to see through his inner thoughts and smiled lightly:
"If you want to know more, go back and ask Ming Mang. He sees these things more clearly than I do."
When the boy heard the elder's words, he nodded and followed his elder's steps.
Together they came to the shore overlooking the Statue of Liberty, walked through the streets of Midtown with skyscrapers, and listened to and sang declining jazz in a restaurant.
Let's look at the current lifestyle of the people here from every scene we pass by.
Then the day ended after several days in New York.
Having visited every corner of the city, the two returned to the dock where they started.
It seems to best reflect this depressed era. I have returned here unconsciously. At this time, I see that those lucky people in the morning have already finished work.
The young man finally looked at the scene at the dock in front of him and spoke in a trance:
"Uncle Zhu Wen, is this famine very serious?"
"Well, it's serious, and it will continue to get worse at this rate, and there will be millions of unemployed people in the next one or two years,"
"It may take several years, or even more than a decade, for this country to slowly recover."
It was not the first time that the Night Watch had seen an accurate prediction made when hearing the boy's voice.
When they recalled that they had asked a figure like this in the past,
Zhu Wen's eyes seemed to see into a future farther than the pier.
"And its disaster will cross the ocean and directly affect other Western countries on the other side, and then affect the whole world."
"Some things will collapse in the midst of the storm, and all kinds of influences will eventually lead to greater turmoil, or even the next war."
Having said this, he looked at the young man beside him with a gentle smile.
“People make decisions that create a wave that feeds back to them,”
"My son, that's how times have changed."
When he heard these words, the boy suddenly had an indescribable feeling.
But before he could feel it carefully, he heard the elder patting his shoulder the next second, announcing the end of this journey.
"Okay, we've been out for a long time, we should go home now."
Instead of taking the boat as they did when they came here, the night watchman just stood at the dock and whispered devoutly:
"Sir, please lend me your strength"
Green bamboo forests, clear springs and streams,
In the idyllic mountain nightclub, a phantom-like light gate lit up, and two figures slowly emerged from it.
In just a moment, I returned from the city on the other side of the ocean to the bamboo forest in the mountains and rivers of China. Some mysterious power was revealed at this moment.
As if noticing their return, a figure ran towards them first.
"Brother Jiang Ran, you're back!!"
A clear and cheerful voice, a cute and lively figure, a pretty face before reaching adulthood, and a young girl wearing a pink ancient style skirt with innocent joy.
Her quickly running figure was like a bright and blooming peach blossom.
"Xiao Zhuohua is really biased. He only remembers Brother Jiang Ran. He didn't even notice that such a big elder was right next to him."
After seeing her, Zhu Wen pretended to be sad and sighed to the sky. Hearing the elders' teasing, the girl named Zhuohua immediately smiled and came to his side:
"How could I forget you, Uncle Zhu Wen? You must be tired after just coming back. Come, let me give you a shoulder massage."
"By the way, Uncle Zhu Wen, when will you take me out to travel?"
Seeing the little thoughts behind her attentiveness, Zhu Wen laughed as he looked at the girl standing on tiptoe to massage his shoulders.
At this moment, a voice came.
"Alas, with your level of English that you forget as soon as you learn it, even if I take you out, let alone talk to people, you may not even be able to understand the signs on the road."
The clear voice, the handsome boy who was only one year older than the girl, dressed in white clothes, spoke with genuine concern.
Walking with another young man of similar age.
When he saw the two of them, Jiang Ran called out their names:
"Qinglu, Changgeng."
The boy named Chang Geng, who was dressed in dark clothes and had a calm face that was not in line with his age, also spoke up and greeted him:
"Brother Jiang Ran."
Beside him, the boy named Qing Lu was warned by the girl with her hands clenched because of what she had just said.
Then, another voice came from the other side of the bamboo forest path.
"Brother Jiang Ran, you're back."
The ethereal and tender voice was as quiet as the sound of a spring. Her delicate face seemed to be carved out of white porcelain. The girl, who was only ten years old but already a beauty, walked out of the bamboo forest.
She has a naturally cold temperament, just like the newly born snow in the mountain stream.
No matter who they were, they were like his younger brothers and sisters to the boy who had just returned.
Jiang Ran squatted down and looked at the figure who was brought back by the elders the latest. He asked her with concern,
"Well, I'm back, Hansu, are you used to the life recently?"
The girl named Han Su looked at him with clear eyes and responded:
"Well, I'm fine."
Then the next second, a silver bell-like laugh sounded.
A young girl with eyes as bright as glass and a charming smile appeared beside everyone. She looked at the returning young man and said with a smile:
"You were out for a long time this time. How was it? What did you see outside?"
"Sister Linlang"
When he saw her, the boy stood up.
After hearing this, the other boys and girls immediately followed up with curious questions.
"Yes, yes, Brother Jiang Ran, what did you see outside?"
"Brother Jiang Ran, have you seen what the stocks look like?"
"And did you go to New York again?"
At this moment, after returning to the night club, when I heard the cheerful voices of these figures of the same generation,
The boy couldn't help but let out a slight smile.
“It’s a long story.”
The last two interludes were really hard to write. When I was writing about the next generation of Midnight, my mind was already empty. The character details were not rich and detailed enough, so I’ll revise them later. I finally finished writing at 1:30. There are still many things and ideas in this chapter, but I’ll tell you a joke. Do you know why fire has the longest legs among all five elements? Because ham sausage, and sausage and long are homophones, which makes people laugh.
(End of this chapter)