Black October: Mid-Mid-Late

"What could be so important as to interrupt my meeting?"

The president of the Bayer Federation stood somewhat displeased in the lounge. His Chief of Staff had just interrupted his conversation with several international affairs experts, which made him feel impolite, and his tone was naturally not pleasant.

The Chief of Staff sighed with a wry smile, "Mr. President, the issue with the bonds has been exposed. What should we do next?"

The president of the Bayer Federation initially looked somewhat impatient, but he immediately became tense upon hearing the news.

In the period leading up to the end of the World War, War Bonds were a political maneuver he considered very successful. By purchasing war-mongering bonds—an alternative way of paying protection money—he prevented the war from spreading to the Bayer Federation.

Furthermore, these bonds could be converted into substantial wealth after the war. He considered this the most brilliant policy of his political career, and when promoting this idea, he used the slogan "We do not participate in the war, but enjoy the fruits of the Victorious Country," which resonated deeply with the public.

He has been trying to find a solution to this problem recently. In fact, he is under a lot of pressure because those who are qualified to buy large amounts of these bonds are basically banks and some financial institutions that can represent the country's position to a certain extent.

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These groups usually operate quietly, yet they control the fate of many people and are closely intertwined with their lives.

His original intention was to find a way to win over some neutral countries to form a Rights Protection Alliance, then resolve some of the bond issues, calm the anxious emotions, and sort out the rest later.

He and his staff believed that the difficulties were only temporary, unless the Victorious Country wanted to force them into the camp of the Defeated Country.

He was surprised that it would explode at this moment. While feeling nervous, he was also annoyed. "Which idiot did this?"

The Chief of Staff then explained the whole story. In fact, neither the president nor his cabinet, including his Think Tank, had ever imagined that those banks and financial institutions would so shamelessly transfer the risk.

They knowingly distributed these bonds to financial companies, even though they were practically worthless, and manipulated the market to inflate the value of these foreign bonds, making ordinary people the primary victims.

"That damned, greedy stray dog!" the president cursed, then looked solemnly at his Chief of Staff. "You need to come up with some solutions as soon as possible. Also, control the media and shut them up. I don't want to stand at a press conference looking like an idiot when I don't know how to solve these problems, understand?"

The president allocates millions of dollars and countless hidden benefits every year to maintain this Think Tank. Now is the time to demonstrate their value. The Chief of Staff nodded solemnly, "I know what to do. We can come up with a plan within 24 hours at most!"

The president's expression softened somewhat. He straightened his collar and tie, turned, and walked towards the conference room. "I hope that next time we meet, you will give me good news, just as you promised!"

Subsequently, calls from the president's private office reached virtually all mainstream and non-mainstream media outlets, including charity magazines and advertising agencies, who are now racing against time.

Even if we can't prevent the sudden outbreak of the situation, we must come up with a truly effective solution before the big explosion occurs.

However, some things can never go as planned.

Mainstream media outlets such as The 《Transaction Newspaper》, The 《Federal Times》, The 《Bayer Daily》, and 《International News Retrieval》 did heed the president's private office's request and arrangements to stop publishing and printing the news, but some tabloids did not.

"《Happy Every Week》" is such a newspaper. Its name is actually related to the content it publishes. Its mission is to provide assistance to philanthropists who are wealthy and willing to help girls.

There are always people who need help, and there are always people who are willing to help others. Platforms like these exist in every state in the Federal, and everyone has become accustomed to them.

After all, soliciting is illegal in many states, but providing aid is legal, and newspapers naturally receive some referral fees, which is one of their main sources of income.

Historically, these charitable newspapers have had no connection with morality, ethics, or current affairs, because they are well aware that no one would read them even if they published such news.

Instead, readers would call and yell at their operators for half an hour, then tell the newspaper that if they didn't see Naizi on the first page of next week's paper, they would never subscribe to their newspaper again, let alone call their telephone service.

So no matter what happens in the outside world, these kinds of newspapers remain indifferent, but today, things are different.

"The vast majority of our clients are actually beneficiaries of financial transactions!"

In the newspaper's president's office, the editor-in-chief, the chief editor, and all the Editor-in-Chief were gathered. Although the newspaper was small and its content was unique, it had everything it needed.

The president sat in his chair, a pipe dangling from his lips, and took a couple of puffs. "If a financial crisis really happens, our clients will have very little money, and we will become poor because our clients become poor."

"No one is subscribing to the newspaper, no one is calling the hotline, and no one is paying us a commission, so we need to publish this message to remind our clients to try their best to minimize their losses!"

At this point, the editor-in-chief couldn't help but interject, "But the Presidential Office has asked us not to report this news."

The president nodded. "That's true, but so what?"

He looked at the people in the office and said nonchalantly, "Those big newspapers are backed by conglomerates or politicians. They have to listen to their masters, and their masters will give them a bone. But we only have our clients behind us."

"What will we eat and drink if we don't have customers? What will those girls eat and drink?"

"When we're on the verge of bankruptcy, do you think the president and those corporations will come to our rescue?"

The president shook his head. "No, the only ones who can feed us are our customers. Listen to me, get the machines running immediately." He paused, then said what everyone wanted to hear, "Even if there really is to be a liquidation, I will take full responsibility for this!"

Soon, the supplement to "《Happy Every Week》" began to be published. Supplements were usually only published for big events, such as when some new girls needed relief or when some adult Production Company were preparing to release some big-budget film series.

This piqued the curiosity of many subscribers, and soon the extra newspapers sold out in just one night, with retailers from all over calling to request additional orders.

This move also led more newspapers and media outlets to report the news; after all, they were just following the trend, and only the first one would suffer.

In just one night, everyone in the entire Federal knew about it.

Banks are refusing to honor their offshore bonds, and the issuing countries are also refusing to honor the bonds held by people. Bonds that people bought for thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of dollars are now worthless! What's even more frightening is that many people, like Frank, applied for and invested their personal Credit Loan in bond trading as soon as they were approved.

The situation quickly spiraled out of control. At the heart of the storm, Frank and his agent probably didn't realize that they hadn't just reopened a wound, but had directly pierced a major artery.

The next morning, around nine o'clock, a loud commotion was heard outside a detached mansion, including the sound of Police Siren.

Frank, who had slept soundly on the comfortable sofa all night, suddenly woke up. The sofa was so comfortable, even more comfortable than his bed. That's the value of money.

Still a little dazed, he walked to the window and looked outside. Instantly, all his sleepiness was jolted out of his body.

A large number of police officers had gathered outside, including Armed Police and some people who were clearly from the military. He cursed as he pulled his head back behind the window.

That damn agent, he must have called the police. Frank had already sensed that when the agent didn't come back last night, but he was still waiting, waiting for hope, or perhaps the agent calling the police was part of his plan.

If the broker really can't honor those bonds, this place will become a crime scene; he's seen similar things on TV and in movies.

When criminals take hostages, they can make demands, such as requesting that reporters and media gather there so they can explain their reasons for doing so.

The entire Federal will be in an uproar because of this, and people will stand by him out of sympathy. Even if he goes to jail later, at least his money will be safe.

This idea is undeniably constructive. It's virtually impossible for an ordinary person to gather a large media presence, but it's incredibly easy for a criminal to do so.

However, some things, especially in reality, don't necessarily go according to the script of a movie.

Just as Frank was waiting in his bedroom for the negotiator to speak, a special operations team began to break down the door. From the beginning, their goal was very simple—to kill Frank and shut him up.

The truth has been revealed and there's no going back. Frank's life or death is no longer important. On the contrary, some people just want to vent their anger, and a dead Frank can obviously satisfy their needs.

From the start of the operation to the sound of gunfire, it probably lasted less than five minutes.

The Captain of the final Action Team reported the situation to the on-site Commander with a cold face. He described a terrible thing in a regretful tone.

Frank resisted arrest and was armed with lethal weapons, attempting to harm the hostages. In order to protect the safety of the hostages, they had to shoot and kill Frank, the kidnapper who was attempting to commit violence, on the spot.

The on-site Commander raised an eyebrow. "That's truly a pity!"