"Hey, don't worry about them. After all, they are of this size and can gamble like this, but we can't..."

In the words of Mark Twain: “If you owe the bank a dollar, you’re in trouble; if you owe the bank a million dollars, the bank is in trouble!”

The $1 million that Mark Twain talked about may not be much today, but the principle is similar. If the Hunter family really goes bankrupt because of this, the associated banks and companies will definitely collapse.

But this is not what Carter cares about. Anyway, the contracts on hand are all cleared, no matter how floods are outside...

"Now we are almost ready, and your 5 million has been left in Kidder's account. When are you going to go out on your own? I'm looking forward to becoming a shareholder!"

"Hahaha, be patient. I still have some assets in my account that need to be cleared, and then my client relationships also need to be... I also need to secretly bring them out..."

Julian's voice became softer and softer as he spoke. After all, he was still with his old employer, so these "treasonous" words must not be said loudly. After briefly talking about the expected events and preparation progress, Julian changed the subject:

"I have to tell you something. Regarding your bank and depository institutions, there should be major changes next month."

"Is there any news about the specific content?"

Carter concentrated his attention, it was related to his own status. Naturally, he had to understand it better...

"There are no details yet, but I probably know something. To put it simply, it is a set of bills about relaxing the supervision of depository institutions like you, which is a good thing. But the bad thing is that it will also intensify competition among your peers. Fortunately,

You've made a fortune on gold this time, otherwise I'd be really worried that your small body would be swallowed up by others~"

Julian joked with a smile and was not worried about the competition Carter was about to face.

In fact, Carter is really not very worried about this...

While hanging up the phone with Julian, Goodman came again. Knocking on the office door, Goodman held an envelope in his hand and walked quickly to Carter.

"What?"

"An asset risk warning from the FDI! Phew! Although I know you are making money, you should do less speculation like this in the future. When I checked last year, it scared me to death."

After delivering the envelope to Carter, Goodman sat down across the desk with lingering fear.

"Look at it, just 0.2% difference, we will be forced into bankruptcy and liquidation!"

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I won't... I try not to take risks. Hahaha, is there anything else?"

Carter casually stuffed the envelope into the drawer without any desire to look at it. It was not like he didn't know what was going on during the review last year. It was enough to know that his bank was lucky enough to pass the review. There was no point in looking at the specific figures.

"No, that's it. I'm here to remind you, it doesn't matter if the development is slower, don't take too many risks. As it is now, it's good to help Douglas find employment, stabilize the Douglas market, and then develop slowly!

"

After Goodman finished speaking, he was about to get up and leave. But after catching a glimpse of the cigarette on Carter's table from the corner of his eye, Goodman added:

"I'll let you light a cigarette by the way..."

Carter:...

"Wait! Goodman, the salary I offer you is not low. Are you asking me to smoke cigarettes?!"

After Carter cursed with a dumbfounded smile, he called Goodman. The monthly salary of 2,000 US dollars seemed nothing compared to Carter, who had just earned tens of millions of dollars.

But this salary, in terms of fixed salary these days, is comparable to a million-dollar annual salary in the future! It is definitely the highest salary among gold-collar workers. If it weren’t for the fact that Goodman is a confidant, he would have reluctantly passed it.

In terms of loyalty test, bank managers in a small city like this would not be able to get such a salary.

"Recently, I asked Cui Fali and others to organize a tasting event. What was the feedback from the citizens? Have you tried it?"

"No matter how high the salary is, isn't it just to work for you? If I pay you more, I can spend less. I have two children at home!"

Putting the cigarette in his pocket with a playful smile, Goodman's face returned to seriousness.

"I haven't tried it. I usually don't have time to go there, but the two boys from my family have tried it. They said it tastes pretty good and delicious. They also told me that they hope Cui Fali can open a shop next to the school.

Well... By the way, speaking of this, do you know how the citizens evaluate you now?"

"How to say?"

After hearing Goodman's words, Carter, who was mentally comparing his son's actual feedback with the report given to him by Trifari, just casually answered the question of how people evaluated him. In the end, he heard a

A comment that made Carter blush.

"Now people say that Chris has a good son, and that you are just like your father, good at charity! You are a great philanthropist... But let me tell you, you and Chris are not the same at all..."

Goodman left Carter's office while talking about the news he heard. But Carter could only twitch the corner of his mouth helplessly when he heard the citizens' comments that were completely different from Goodman's.

Compared with my cheap dad, he is indeed different...

And this difference was quickly reflected!

"Fake! Are these FDI people crazy? They don't want to find such a high-quality bank like mine, so what do you mean by going to Osila's bank??"

"Isn't this a dog's way of looking down on others?!"

When Carter received the warning letter from the fdic, it meant that their inventory work was over. Next, it was liquidation!

If a warning should be issued, a warning should be issued; if a takeover should be forced, a working group should be dispatched to take over.

The day after Carter received the warning letter, he heard that a group of FDI bankruptcy liquidation teams had entered Pilsen, a small city southeast of Douglas.

The bankruptcy of the bank in Pilsen did not surprise Carter at all. After all, not long ago, he just learned from Benjamin that there was an unemployment frenzy in Pilsen...

At the beginning of this recession, the unemployment rate reached 11%, and we don’t know how exaggerated it will be in the future. In a city with such a rotten economy, it is impossible for its banks not to go bankrupt.

But what made Carter angry was that the working group responsible for handling the bankruptcy and reorganization of Forest Savings Bank in Pilsen City, after searching for a "takeover man" nearby to no avail, directly passed him and found the one in Ocilla City northwest of his home.

Kunyut Bank...

Look at the location between these two banks. One is to the southeast of my house, the other is to the northwest of my house...

Good guy, this is equivalent to the fdic working group walking directly in front of your house, and then turning a blind eye to such a huge black bank?! How about putting on "Dayu's flood control"? He walked through the door three times without entering?!

"Have you forgotten the warning letter in your drawer? Have you forgotten that in the eyes of the FDI, our Black Bank is just a junk bank with a risk asset ratio of 2.2%?"

Still in Carter's office, Goodman quietly moved his seat to avoid the embarrassment of being sprayed with saliva by Carter, and looked at the irritable Carter helplessly...

Sure enough, only distance can produce beauty...

Only those outside who are not familiar with him will think that he is the same as Old Black...

Goodman looked up at the ceiling, his eyes gradually blurred. He thought of his boss, Old Black:
Chapter completed!