In the Piazza of Florence, some people were cheering wildly as if they had lost their minds.

    “The Baron Rothschild is the Apostle of God, and the stock is the grace bestowed by the Lord!”

    If Fabio had seen this, he would have thought it was as absurd as a bunch of terrorists shouting "Allahu Akbar" while launching RPG-7 missiles. But for the people here, they were simply expressing their deep gratitude in a rather extreme form.

    It was sincere praise, spoken without any pretense or deceit.

    Anyone who didn’t praise it would have been a fool.

    Of course, depending on the business performance, the dividend might decrease, or the stocks might be delisted.

    ‘But Baron Rothschild will never fail.’

    And of course, Baron Rothschild did not miss out on this flow.

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