Chapter 881 The competition between Italians
MGovern suddenly fell on the chair, his eyes lost focus.
18 million, this number is too big, he doesn't have so many "ammunition" in his hands.
He borrowed nearly 30 million francs before and after, and with the interest he deserved to pay, he had already mortgaged all the gold in his hand.
Yes, although he submitted an application for gold exchange of up to 57 million francs, because of the "remote transportation terms", 20 million francs of gold will not be delivered in more than ten days.
Now he has run out of ammunition and food.
"No! I will not admit defeat!" Lord McGovern suddenly roared and jumped up, took out the letter from the drawer with his trembling hands, and shook his head constantly, "I want to apply for funds from Mr. Wilberforth! If there is another 500,000 pounds, the French will definitely not be able to hold on! Yes, 500,000 pounds!"
He quickly finished writing the letter, stamped it, sealed it with fire paint, and waved to the entourage at the door: "Thomas, send it to the embassy immediately and ask Mr. Harriet to send it to London! Hurry!"
As his entourage went out with the letter, several carriages drove past McGovern's window.
The Milan Finance Minister in the car kept urging the coachman: "Mr. Bianchi, hurry up!
"Damn it, the rainstorm, we should have been the first to arrive in Paris. Now we are being taken first by the Parmas..."
"Yes, Baron Colombo. The French Principal Bank is ahead."
The coachman immediately swung the whip out of the afterimage, and the carriage speeded by, which scared the passers-by next to him screamed.
Fortunately, the product quality of the Gem Carriage Factory is excellent, otherwise the axle would have been broken long ago if it was loaded with such heavy gold coins.
The Baron Colombo had already seen the side door of the French Bank. He was thinking that after completing the exchange procedures later, he should have time to go to the Palace of Versailles to meet His Royal Highness. He suddenly saw several carriages rushing out of the right side and inserted them in front of him without hesitation.
The coachman Bianqi hurriedly tightened the reins and shouted, "Oh Huh--"
The cars coming from the side brushed his horse's nose and then stopped steadily outside the VIP passage of the French Reserve Bank.
The Baron Colombo saw the emblem in the car and was immediately angry and slapped the car: "These shameless Modenas! Shameless!"
They arrived in Paris a week ago, but Archbishop Brian asked them to wait in the suburbs first.
They were notified yesterday and they could start redemption.
But the Baron Colombo's carriage fell into a puddle of water, delayed for a short time, and today the Modenas took the lead.
He knew that it was extremely time-consuming to count so many gold coins. When the Modenas finished moving the gold coins, he would definitely not have time to go to Versailles.
This is likely to leave His Highness the Prince the impression that "Milan is not concerned about his request."
Milan and Modena both salivate the Ferrara province of the Pope. Seeing that the army of security organizations was about to control the entire territory of Ferrara, now is the time for the most fierce competition.
This small mistake may lead to Ferrara passing by Milan.
Soon, the attendant came to the car of the Baron Colombo and whispered to him: "Master, I've found out that the Modena brought 9 million Ducarts."
Colombo immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
9 million Ducat is only 10 million francs, and he brought gold coins worth 12 million francs.
Hmph, the poor people in Modena still want to compete with Milan?
He remembered the French government's motive for letting Italian countries bring gold coins to exchange for francs, and a brilliant idea suddenly popped up in his mind.
In the long queue outside the Bank of the Franco-Bank, Mrs. Kolamo looked at the people who were queuing away and asked the middle-aged man in surprise: "Mr. Durak, look, many people have gone back. Maybe the government really won't ban the exchange of gold." They lined up together for a day and have become acquaintances.
The middle-aged man looked at the Modena who was unloading the gold coins, and thought and shook his head: "The gold coins brought by the Italians may not necessarily fill the gap in the French Reserve Bank. It is safer to get gold."
Mrs. Coramo looked at the long queue in front and sighed: "Hey, it seems that there will be at least one day to delay here. I hope Miss Maria will not find anyone else to replace my job."
He was a laundry worker, and his biggest patron was the noble lady Maria.
But the competition for laundry workers is very fierce, and she wishes she could go back to work immediately. Even if Miss Maria would not fire her, she would have to lose at least two days of wages.
That means her child should eat two less meals of olive oil and mashed potatoes.
At this moment, the Modena people had finished moving their gold coins, and several more carriages were immediately parked outside the side door of the French Reserve Bank.
A Milan official got out of the car and asked the servant to move a box of gold coins. He actually opened it in public and whispered in French: "The first box, 5,000 ounces of gold coins. Please check."
Someone moved the weighing and started weighing directly.
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Although there were more than a dozen guards, the people around could barely see that the weight was parked near 8,000 ounces.
The Milan official continued, "The next box is still 5,000 ounces of gold coins."
The "public display" lasted for nearly an hour. Mrs. Coramo looked at Mr. Durac again and said uncertainly, "How many gold coins did the Italians move in?"
Durak had never learned arithmetic, and looked around like asking for help.
Finally, a young man whispered: "There are 138,000 ounces of gold in total, worth about 12 million francs."
The people in the queue suddenly became quiet.
There are 12 million francs, most of them have no idea, but they know that it is a very, very large number of gold coins.
Today, several groups of Italians have moved gold coins into the French Reserve Bank, how many of these are combined!
Mrs. Coramo and Mr. Durak looked at each other, and then nodded decisively to him: "I don't want to delay here. Now I can catch up with washing my clothes for the evening when I go back. Mr. Durak, I hope I can see you again."
There are many people who have similar ideas to her, and the people who line up to exchange gold quickly left one third.
The second floor of the Legal Reserve Bank, the supervisors who pretended to be queuing and rushed to discuss with Mr. Lafayette and signaled that the "guarantees" would also disperse.
Then the team that was originally more than a mile long was only two or three hundred people left.
In the cloud cafe, someone said to the man in black who comes to give speeches every day:
"Mr. Philip, have you not read the newspaper? The Earl of Provence exchanged a large amount of gold just to buy plantations in the Americas."
The other person continued: "I don't think there will be any problem with the francs. I heard that those Italians exchanged gold coins for tens of millions of francs to facilitate their business in the 'common market'."
The man in black interrupted them in anger and said in anger: "What do you know? Francs are just waste paper..."
Before he finished speaking, four police officers walked in at the front and back doors of the cafe at the same time, surrounded him in the middle, and said coldly: "You have been arrested for 'smurder spreading' and 'malicious interference with the market'. You can contact a lawyer, but you have to go with us now."
(End of this chapter)