The next day, Huang Xuan stayed in the Beta Printing Factory. Looking at the rolling US dollar bills, Huang Xuan felt that the noise was also pleasant.

The money printing machine after Lorraine's transformation was still old, but the green money produced was genuine. In order to make it easier to take action, Huang Xuan asked him to add another old-fashioned process. This was very simple, but letting Lorraine do it almost used up 3 million US dollars of energy.

According to a rough calculation, Lorraine has eaten about US$25 million since she reached p101. This is still the light crude oil I purchased last time. If it were several electrolytic aluminum factories, even the energy to go back was lacking. Fortunately, it is also the harvest season.

Overnight, Beta Printing Factory produced 15 million US dollars. This is not 15 million after the depreciation of the US dollar. Even before the Great Depression, this money was equivalent to Ford's half-year profit, which was enough to enter the ranking of the richest people in the United States.

Huang Xuan first took about 20 kilograms of green banknotes - about 2 million US dollars, put them in a large travel bag, and then put the remaining banknotes into the plane passage, then turned off the machine and walked out of the workshop. He handed the travel bag to Hans and said, "Chatong National Bank."

In the bank hall, Joseph immediately noticed the tall Hans beside him, especially the travel bag in his hand.

"What can I do?" Joseph said a cliché, his fingers wearing white gloves crossed and placed them around his waist, leading Huang Xuan to VIP's room. The 600,000 US dollars deposit was enough for him to use the room here at will.

There were only three of them in the beautifully decorated room. In this era, there were naturally no monitors. Huang Xuan took the travel bag from Hans's hand with confidence, opened the zipper, and said, "Please click a little, I want to keep them in your business."

Joseph only glanced at it and knew that his performance this month was completed. He quickly waved to his deputy and continued coffee for Huang Xuan respectfully, saying, "Please wait a moment, our employees will order you soon."

Huang Xuan nodded indescribablely and said, "Well, I want to meet Mr. Rockefeller, John Rockefeller, Jr.."

"I'll inform you immediately." Joseph said and walked out.

Huang Xuan knew that Rockefeller would definitely come to see him. The 2 million US dollars was a huge sum. If you had to compare it, you could completely regard it as 100 million US dollars in 70 years. Especially in 1931, when liquidity was short, the effect of this cash was even more like a timely rain for banks. The bank run occurred in 1933. At that time, countless commercial banks would go bankrupt due to lack of cash and unable to cope with withdrawals, but two years ago, the clues had already emerged.

"Hans, go and take the drawings I put in the car." Huang Xuan said gently, stirring the candy stick.

"Okay." Hans glanced at the employee in the room, waved to another bodyguard, and gave a few instructions, and then stood behind Huang Xuan again.

Rockefeller Jr. spent a long time in Chase Bank's business, and today was no exception. After receiving news from Joseph, he quickly packed up his clothes and walked down. When he saw Huang Xuan, he shook hands with him with a reserved but slightly affectionate look and said, "I heard you are Chinese? A good place."

China in the 1930s was actually not very good. The golden period of national capitalism in World War I had ended, but Rockefeller started with this, which really made Huang Xuan very fond of it.

He stood up and shook hands with him, and said, "Mr. Rockefeller is a busy man, so I said straight to the point. This time I came, did you hear that you invested in Pan American Airlines?"

"Yes." Rockefeller poured himself a glass of whiskey and said, "Mr. Huang also wants to invest in Pan American?"

During the Great Depression, Pan American Airlines was one of the few large-scale profitable companies. By 31 years, more and more people wanted to invest in this Chaoyang company. Rockefeller took it for granted that Huang Xuan had the same thoughts.

But the Chinese shook his head a little confused. Huang Xuan reached out to grab the drawings that Hans was holding, and while unfolding it, he said: "I think you must be curious, why should Mr. Sloan and Ford have something to do with me, right?"

"There are some," Rockefeller admitted.

"It's because of this." As he spoke, Huang Xuan had completely unfolded the drawing. He simply handed this end to Joseph and stood beside Rockefeller with empty hands, saying, "Are you interested in this too?"

"Is this..., plane drawing?"

"yes." Huang Xuan was the most familiar word. He smiled and rolled up the drawings again and handed them to Rockefeller, saying, "If you have any ideas, you can find me again." He said and looked at Joseph.

The manager immediately reacted, took the deposit certificate handed to him by his deputy, and handed it to Huang Xuan with both hands: "The total is US$2.084,700, welcome to the National Bank of Chase."

"Thank you." Huang Xuan looked at Rockefeller again and left with a smile. In fact, he was not really interested in selling the drawings of the aircraft to Rockefeller. Time no longer allowed him to do this. On the other hand, with the US dollar bills printed in batches, it was just a waste of time to negotiate business with Rockefeller. But there is an advantage in doing so. As long as he can lose his appetite for Rockefeller, he will not touch his inexplicable large assets in his bank account. This is what Huang Xuan needs most.

Walking down the bank stairs, Huang Xuan's expression became serious again. He took a deep breath, got into the car, and said to Hans: "Go to see Mr. Hammer."

Even in the United States, Hammer is a legend. People call him the King of Golden Ideas. This Russian-American has been involved in dozens of industries, from breeding, pencils, medicine to art collections and even oil. Hammer also has a surprising experience in collecting items that Huang Xuan cares about.

In 1922, Hammer brought his younger brother (antique connoisseur) to Russia to discover a new field that no one has yet to enter. They accumulated bit by bit and arranged their villa in Moscow like a museum. One day, an American antique dealer named E&Sako came to visit the house. Seeing the scene in front of him, the antique dealer's eyes almost popped out. Hammer was inspired by this. After delivering 15% of the export tax to the Soviet government, most of the collection was transported back to the United States and joined the Sako Trading Company. Later, Sako went bankrupt and Hammer bought his shares.

During the Great Depression, it was from 1931 that Hammer did something that surprised countless people. He boldly sold artworks at the counters of department stores and achieved great success. During the most severe economic depression in American history, he made a profit of millions of dollars. What Huang Xuan is going to now is Hammer's department store.

In the depression where most industrial products are depreciating, artworks are one of the rare products that preserve or even add value. It is under this idea that Hammer's department store has become one of the few places in New York's popularity.

When Huang Xuan got out of the car, the crowds of people came and went, which made him feel like watching movies from the 1990s.

The well-dressed gentlemen, holding their wives or other women, wearing high hats and civilized sticks, politely passing by others. The small parking lot was filled with various models, like a grand classic car exhibition. The 33-year-old Armand Hammer was wearing a compact stand-up suit and shuttled through the hall, greeting each customer close to him intimately.

Huang Xuan's arrival immediately attracted his attention.

A yellow man and two bodyguards reminded the young Hammer of his experience in the Soviet Union and handed over the work at hand to the manager. Hammer quickly walked over, tilted his head, and said in very slow English: "Hello, I am Armand Hammer, the owner of this art store, is there anything I can help you?"

"I think so." Huang Xuan answered in his proficient East Coast English. His life in the United States for a few days has allowed him to learn a lot of daily slang.

After walking two steps in, Huang Xuan casually looked at the artwork inside and outside the counter and said to Lorraine: "Look at what is not available in p112, it is valuable, but it cannot be repeated, do you understand?"

"No problem." Lorraine seemed to have begun to get used to this kind of search and soon started working. Huang Xuanze smiled and said to Hammer: "I heard that you have the most complete collection of Russian royals here, and come here to see the name."

Just like every new regime alternation, the end of the Romanov dynasty also ended the collections of Tsars of all dynasties. Under Lenin's order, all the artworks were sent to Moscow. In the passage of the dark storage room of the Kremlin military factory, some treasures were lost, and no one knows where they are now. Most of the wicker boxes containing artworks were well preserved, and even Kaifeng was not even Kaifeng, and the Kremlin's army guarded them. But when Stalin came to power, Lenin's efforts to protect Russian cultural heritage were dispelled. In exchange for the Western economic support of his new regime, Stalin exchanged these precious Russian royal relics. Starting from 1927, the new regime took out some treasures, estimated, and finally bought them to the West. In their opinion, it was the most natural to use these decayed treasures to exchange for economic support.

However, from the very beginning, the value of all Russian treasures has always been underestimated, especially their artistic value, just as Chinese calligraphy and paintings are more appreciated by Chinese people. The value of Russian art, especially its humanistic value, is more often only appreciated by Russians.

In 1931, Han Mo came to New York with thousands of Russian artworks to sell these treasures for the new Russian regime. Although he did a good job, the value of most artworks was hundreds of times underestimated compared to the value 70 years later.

Of course, at this moment, Hammer did not have this understanding. He was very happy that someone was willing to buy Russian art, and it seemed that it was a large amount of purchase.

"Let's go inside and talk." Hammer always wins with his eyes. In his opinion, the young people in front of him may be more willing to pay than everyone here.
Chapter completed!