Rebirth: Super Banking System Chapter 2534 - 2372: Printing Money

Indoors.

Outdoors.

A flood of gloomy reports paints the Eurozone as teetering on the brink. To those unfamiliar, it appears the Eurozone is finished!

The aversion to risk in the capital surges higher.

A private equity outfit.

"We suffered massive losses. We believed we'd touched bottom and expected a recovery, yet it plunged further. No more high-leverage trades on the Euro; the danger is overwhelming."

"Ugh!"

"Who could have predicted this?"

"..."

Leveraged bets dominate financial markets. Countless funds mirror their plight. The abrupt plunge blindsided many.

Once they recovered.

Gazing skyward.

Their eyes burned crimson.

Damn!

When will this Euro slump finally halt? Any guarantees?

"This proves the Eurozone and European Union aren't identical. This decade-old currency faces an uncertain fate—proceed with extreme care."

"Hmm!"

Back then.

In boom periods.

No issues arose; plenty hoped more EU nations would adopt it, solidifying the Euro further.

But.

Plans derailed; several countries abandoned joining. Greece's exit fueled chaos instead of calming it.

Consequently.

Faith in the Euro wavered more intensely.

...

Similar chaos unfolded across numerous funds.

"Xie Te!"

"The Euro demands skepticism now."

"Indeed."

"Damn, the Euro wiped out this year's gains entirely."

"..."

"Headquarters reports several consortiums diving in, and their actions scream bearish on the Euro."

"What?"

"Is a big event brewing?"

"..."

Bargain hunters in growing numbers sensed oddities, revealing U.S. consortium involvement via back channels.

Before.

They observed passively, detached.

Now.

Concrete moves emerge, baffling financial players about the Euro's path. Thus, they scramble for strategies.

---Save themselves.

...

Plunge!

The Euro rate tumbled nonstop for a week, with Eurozone nations launching rescues. Without them, the fall would've been catastrophic.

Nations.

Didn't overlook... spreading the word.

"Is the Euro truly this weak?"

"It crumbled."

"If I'd swapped all my Euros sooner, I wouldn't be down over twenty percent flat on my back. Turned a million bucks into eighty thousand."

"Is the Euro just poison pills now!"

"..."

Worldwide.

Euro-holding capitals and firms brimmed with despair. Rage boiled; they'd trusted it, but a month's drop exceeded twenty percent.

Heavy hits.

The larger the holdings, the steeper the losses. Value protectors gnash teeth, fleeing without delay. No more getting stuck.

Suddenly.

Mass panic dumps erupted.

...

Witnessing it.

Key Eurozone powers fretted with bloodshot eyes.

"Bastards."

"Damn them."

"Piling on during crisis—pure savagery." Their curses targeted U.S. consortiums, yearning to throttle them.

At once.

They reached out to a consortium.

"What's your game?"

"Just playing."

"You... don't go too far."

"Relax, no harm. You prop up the Euro; it won't crash. I'm riding the trend, having fun—can't destroy it anyhow."

"You..."

"Grab some loose change and scram. Gotta go soon, bye."

"..."

This enraged France and Germany deeply, yet powerlessness prevailed. Full U.S. consortium assault would rouse the EU.

Yet.

Only a handful, not the whole lot.

Besides.

U.S. policy on the EU remains steady. Thus, it's mere rogue consortium acts, not national policy.

Therefore.

No basis to rally all of Europe.

...

This.

Exactly suited Tang Qing's scheme. Limiting to fewer consortiums curbs excess aggression, preventing EU fears of full U.S. meddling in Europe.

Five consortiums.

Not every one.

Can't embody the U.S. fully. Hence, EU stays moderately alert, viewing it as profit grabs by a few.

As such.

Eurozone woes won't fully unite the EU.

...

"What're you up to? Gang robbery?"

"Correct."

"Why?"

"Earn a little pocket money, throw a Christmas party—ain't there over a month left anyway..."

"..."

The other US consortiums were equally baffled, firing off questions about the abrupt attack on the Euro. After getting the reason, they rolled their eyes in disbelief.

Christmas?

They're all ancient veterans—what fun is there for them?

"Don’t go overboard."

"Naturally, with France and Germany’s massive family fortunes backing it, the Euro can’t be destroyed. We didn’t kick this off; it’s their own internal mess."

"Better to pocket some gains than nothing."

"..."

Once explained, the other consortiums reasoned that since it couldn’t be wiped out, snatching a bit of cash wouldn’t hurt. On top of that, some pressure was needed.

To curb inflation.

The United States.

Stands as the planet’s top powerhouse, demanding a show of dominance.

"Know your bounds—don’t shear them completely bare."

"Got it."

Witnessing this.

The other consortiums refrained from diving in to ’shear wool’ over numerous worries. A full pile-on might solidify EU unity against foreign foes.

Mustn’t let it spiral.

They’re hardly cash-strapped anyway.

Sipping wine.

Exchanging banter.

Enjoying the spectacle.

That wasn’t half bad; even the ’ruthless’ sorts secretly hoped for the Euro’s downfall to gorge themselves. Yet, with the intertwined bonds at play.

Never mind.

Two centuries back, they shared the same hearth and table as kin. Pure fortune let them thrive solo after the split, forging their own paradise.

Bottom line.

Ancestral blood still linked them.

Stirring chaos? Sure.

But no full throttle—marriages do bind Euro-US consortiums. Crushing the Euro strikes at vital stakes for certain European giants.

Thus.

Spectating works, piling on misery’s okay, but no fatal blows.

...

Huaxia.

Shanghai Stock Market.

Glancing at the figures, Tang Qing felt a touch of satisfaction. Pessimism toward the Euro prompted hordes of firms to dump Euros, swapping for alternatives.

US Dollar.

Asia Dollar.

Yen.

...

Anything but the Euro suited fine. Boosted by the operatives’ maneuvers and ’assists’ from key consortiums, the Asia Dollar snagged a hefty exchange share.

In total.

Asia Dollar scored massive wins.

Fingers flying over keys.

One billion.

Ten billion.

Hundred billion.

Asia Dollars got ’printed’ this way, flooded into circulation, swapping for heaps of Euros. Then, clutching those Euros, assets across Europe became theirs.

Printing cash.

Packs that kind of punch.

Spanning early October to mid-November, across more than a month, money-printing frenzy kicked off, fresh Asia Dollars topping fifteen trillion.

Plus.

Issuance continued.

Right then, Tang Qing itched to declare: Printing money fills me with joy!