Chapter 880 The joys and sorrows of life came too suddenly
Except the "cloud cafe" two streets away from the headquarters of the French Reserve Bank, two women wearing long cloth skirts and anxious expressions were holding the small cloth bag in their arms tightly and trotting all the way.
When the woman on the left looked up, she saw two long lines outside the bank that were winding like the Seine River. She immediately pulled the neighbor next to her and gasped: "Oh, Virgin Mary! There are so many people... I told Paul a week ago that he wanted to come to exchange for gold, but he just didn't listen..."
The shorter woman looked worried:
"We have to hurry up, Mrs. Coramo, I heard from Mr. Difoul that there is not much gold left in the bank..." "My grandfather used to tell me how terrible the Mississippi incident was. I don't believe it yet, and now we may have to go through the same disaster!" "I brought three days of food and water. No matter how long I wait, I must replace these notes..." "The two ran past the cafe and heard someone whispering there: "The franc is over! At most, in another week, these pieces of paper can only be used to cover the wall, and our government has nothing to do!"
Mrs. Coramo turned her head and saw a man in a black coat and felt hat pressing down very low, standing on the table, waving her cane to give a speech.
"France insisted on fighting an unnecessary war with the troops of more than a dozen countries including England, Pu'O'Hord, and the terrible military expenditure swallowed all our taxes. And the king fooled us with those broken pieces of paper!
"Look, you can't buy anything soon, and we will move the flour from Versailles to fill our stomachs..."
After around the corner, Mrs. Colamo finally saw the end of the team coming to exchange for gold.
She rushed over, squeezed away a young man who was also running over, and occupied the position.
She looked up at the team that could not see the end, shook her head to the neighbor behind her, "Madame Leghe, there are probably thousands of people..."
The latter pointed to the side not far away: "Look at those tents, they should have been waiting here for several days."
"God bless me, at least half of the banknotes should be replaced with gold."
A middle-aged man in front turned his head and sighed:
"I heard that even the Earl of Provence had exchanged millions of property for gold... The situation is probably not optimistic."
As the three of them were talking, they saw several carriages galloping past and parked next to the side door of the statutory bank.
It is a "VIP dedicated channel", and only businesses with more than 5,000 francs can be handled there, so there is no need to queue up.
The carriage door opened, and more than a dozen guards holding sticks were caught.
And then a servant moved the big suitcases into the bank.
The middle-aged man in front of Mrs. Koramo said with anger:
"Damn rich people. How many banknotes can be stored in those boxes? I'm afraid there are hundreds of thousands of francs..."
In the luxurious building across the street of the French Reserve Bank, Lord McGovern looked through the floor-to-ceiling window as he carried the cash box into the bank, and took a pleasant sip of the wine in his hand.
"Ten million francs." He waved his fist hard, with a smug smile on his face, "This will be my last blow to the Frenchman!"
Bruni had reported to him yesterday that the French Reserve Bank's gold reserves will not exceed 80,000 ounces.
In other words, he could immediately enjoy the wonderful scene of the French Bank officials' embarrassing announcement that they would stop exchanging gold, and then the thousands of people in front of him fell into panic and chaos.
Nearly 100 journalists from more than a dozen countries have already been prepared. They will immediately gather around for an interview just when the French Reserve Bank is "breaking through". The press release on the "collapse of the franc system" was written a few days ago.
McGovern is sure that this classic financial battle will be the capital he can show off his life.
Mr. Wilberfos is likely to arrange a high-ranking official position for him in the Ministry of Finance. At this moment, seven more "Gem V" carriages were parked in front of the "VIP channel". Two luxuriously dressed men got out of the car at the front and were greeted by the bank manager.
McGovern raised his eyebrows, and he was sure the two were not the ones he arranged.
There were 7 carriages in total, and it seemed that even if I didn’t have the ten million of my own today, the Legal Bank would probably not be able to withstand it.
Just as he finished his second glass of wine, the crowd outside the French Bank suddenly began to stir up, making noisy "buzzing" talk.
McGovern laughed loudly.
This must be because the French Reserve Bank's gold reserves have been exhausted!
But he was immediately surprised that those who were queuing for gold did not curse and rush into the bank, but continued to maintain their formation.
"Paris really love order." He joked with a smile, "or should I arrange some people to tell them that there are not many policemen nearby."
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open with a "bang".
McGovern turned his head unhappily and saw that it was his French "consultant" Bruno rushed in.
"I know you may be excited, but you must always maintain the etiquette you deserve..."
" Something happened!" Brune interrupted him rudely, and said with a pale face, "Just just now, the Palma people announced that they would buy 12 million francs of banknotes."
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He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window a few steps and pointed to the seven carriages outside: "There are all Ducate gold coins on it!"
McGovern was stunned for a moment, then pulled away the French consultant and saw four strong men in the distance carrying a small box into the bank with thick wooden bars.
From the posture of those people, the box is very heavy.
Only gold can have such a large density...
"Damn, are these Parma bastards crazy?!" He growled, then turned to look at Brunoy, "It's okay, it's just 12 million." "You can contact me immediately for the lender. I can mortgage gold.
"I just need to get another 10 million banknotes to eliminate the impact of the Palmas! Quick!"
Bruni was very efficient this time. Just after noon, two private capitals met with McGovern's subordinates and provided him with the required loans at 19% interest of 5 months.
Of course, McGovern had no idea, including the former banker Lemoin and today's lender, all arranged by the French government for him.
The next day, before McGovern's newly obtained 10 million francs were moved onto the carriage, another convoy came to the VIP passage of the French Reserve Bank.
Lord McGovern had no reason to feel bad premonition.
Immediately afterwards, he saw someone leaving two long queues outside the bank.
Bruni "arrives as promised", but he did not push the door hard like yesterday. Instead, he only opened the crack in the door and slowly came in, and said hoarsely: "Lord, you probably saw those cars too. It was Genoa people. They brought 1.55 million Genovino and wanted to exchange them all for francs."
Genovino is a gold coin minted by Genoa.
1.55 million Genovino is equivalent to 18 million francs.
(This chapter ends)