America's Road to Wealth

Chapter 327 The Arrival of the Super Black Swan

2001 years.

10 month 7 day.

This day is special.

Many people should remember this day.

Especially the nationals of the two big countries on the east and west sides of the Pacific Ocean.

On this day, something happened on this planet that is not very special for the present.

But it is an event that has a long-term impact on the future.

On this day, the coalition led by the United States launched a battle in the name of anti-terrorism in the hinterland of Asia.

Afghanistan broke out.

At the moment when the news came out, the global financial market changed instantly.

Risk aversion has emerged, and the prices of many futures and financial products have undergone drastic changes.

Among them, the crazy drop of international crude oil and the crazy rise of international spot gold are the main ones.

But none of this has anything to do with Avril Lavigne in the master bedroom of the Hilton Hotel's executive suite in Bensenhe, Brooklyn, New York.

After waking up at noon.

She just felt that she was so tired, her body was sore and sore.

Then she felt very hungry. She didn't eat much at the reception last night.

Afterwards, apart from drinking some water, there was nothing to eat.

After exercising for so long, it is normal to be hungry and tired.

Avril Lavigne struggled up from Simmons.

She saw two mature glamorous girls sleeping soundly next to her.

Bi made a pool!

Seeing these two people, Avril Lavigne cursed inwardly.

Without them, I wouldn't be so tired last night!

Thinking of this, she wanted to twist the two of them as revenge for them.

But Avril was afraid of waking them up, and then she would be no match for her two fists.

It would be the same as last night, but they would unite and bully them.

Both of them are "bigger" than her.

Avril felt that she couldn't beat one of them, and if she had two, she would only be bullied.

Thinking of this, Avril Lavigne had no choice but to dismiss the idea.

She cursed at Penelope Cruz and Sophie Marceau in a low voice, struggling painfully to get up from Simmons.

Then she picked up her clothes on the ground - luckily, none of her clothes were torn.

Much better than the other two.

She put on her clothes reluctantly, went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.

Standing in front of the mirror, Avril with disheveled hair noticed that her face looked haggard.

But the spirit looks good.She obviously didn't use foundation and rouge, but her cheeks have two natural blushes, which are very beautiful.

"... I seem to be a little different?"

She was a little uncertain, so she took a closer look.

"It seems to have really changed."

Is this the difference between women and girls?
She thought of the female classmates who had dedicated themselves early in the school.

They will indeed look a little better, and their temperament will be very different from other female students who are still girls.

Avril Lavigne felt that she was different from girls now.

This doesn't seem like something to be proud of.

she thought.

Dudu mouth, Avril Lavigne silently washed up.

Ten minutes later, she limped out of the bathroom.

In the room, she looked at Simmons and the two of them again.

Those two were still sleeping soundly, and they had no intention of waking up in a short time.

There is a big pool!
Avril Lavigne thought to herself, turned and opened the door and went out.

As soon as she walked out of the door of the hotel's master bedroom with excellent sound insulation, she immediately heard his voice from the living room.

". First sell 10 lots. Prepare for the opportunity. Once the international gold price reaches 400 US dollars, sell them all immediately!"

"London will start operations first. Pay attention, listen! My request is to close all positions, close positions! Do you understand?"

"Yes, that's all! But let's sell 10 lots first, that's it. Let's see what the market is doing first!"

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Hearing this voice, Avril's face blushed subconsciously, and she began to feel a little shy.

She could hear that he was busy, after thinking about it, she mustered up the courage to come out.

Sure enough, in the living room, Avril saw him sitting in front of six or seven open laptops, looking at the computer while holding the phone.

After thinking about it, after experiencing last night, Avril Lavigne, who had grown courageously, walked out slowly.

She came gently to Abel and whispered, "Mr. Smith? What are you doing?"

After contacting Abel at Smith Capital (UK) through his mobile phone, he temporarily put down his mobile phone and turned sideways, looking at Avril next to him.

The young Canadian girl has three-dimensional and exquisite facial features, long straight golden hair, and the smoky makeup on her face after washing off, adding a bit of girlish innocence and youth.

"Are you awake? Just sit down. I'm looking at my company's investment."

Abel greeted with a smile, and then continued to look at the laptop monitor screen in front of him.

As early as 1985, the first real notebook computer has come out.

Introduced by Neon's Toshiba, called the T1000.

In January 2001, IBM launched the ThinkPad TransNote notebook computer.

Big Blue's innovative combination of handwriting input, touch screen, and notebook computer is a great solution for enterprise administrators/college students who need to transition from paper media to electronic office and take notes frequently. The perfect solution.

The powerful performance of ThinkPad TransNote also provides good office capabilities for financial investors when they go out.

Now in 2001, as long as you have a computer and can connect to the Internet.

Then you can use the special terminal software and floppy disks provided by Bloomberg to learn real-time financial market information anywhere in the world.

Just like Abel is now, there are 6 ThinkPad TransNotes in front of him.

Their 10.4-inch screens presented several different market conditions for Abel, as well as the monitoring screens of several financial operating rooms of Smith Capital.

Let the Abels in Brooklyn also check the monitoring and market conditions, and then use the phone to remotely control Smith Capital (UK), as well as the Smith Capital headquarters over the Woolworth Building.

It's 12:30 a.m. East Coast time.

At this time, the North American precious metals futures market was closed.

But like the foreign exchange market, the international spot gold is London gold.

It is an investment that can be operated 24 hours a day.

The market in North America is closed, and other markets in the world are open at this time due to the time difference.

Smith Capital can operate and operate the number of London gold positions and position contracts established in these markets during their market opening hours.

This is why the international spot gold and international foreign exchange markets, such investment products, can operate 24 hours a day.

Seeing Abel staring at the screen seriously, Avril Lavigne let out a long breath.

Now that the determination has been made, the body is handed over.

She simply let go of herself completely, no longer restrained.

Avril Lavigne took the initiative to lean forward, holding Abel's arm, exhaling like blue in his ear, and whispered softly: "What are you looking at?"

"London gold."

Abel was unmoved, and put his arms around her soft waist, which was tight and elastic, which is what a young pony is like.

Avril's face was blushing, she pointed to one of the six monitor screens on the laptop, and asked, "What is this?"

"The company's operators have too much capital and need to spread their hands to operate."

Abel is a good teacher and willing to explain.

Whether it was last night or now.

"It's amazing, I've only seen it in movies."

Abel didn't care, and turned to Avril Lavigne, "Did you sleep until now? Are you hungry? Let's go eat something."

Avril Lavigne, who still didn't understand the style, was stunned, looked at the monitor screen, and then looked at Abel.

Plus she was really hungry, so she nodded obediently: "Listen to you."

The two ate the lunch delivered by the rock security personnel and the hotel in the restaurant in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows facing the New York landmark Brooklyn Bridge in the executive suite of the Hilton Hotel.

In the food, Avril Lavigne found foie gras that she hadn't eaten much, and pumpkin and shrimp shell soup that she didn't like.

She is willing to taste the foie gras, and she is grateful for the pumpkin and shrimp shell soup.

But Abel pushed the pumpkin and shrimp shell soup that she had pushed away, and pushed it in front of her.

"You bled a lot last night. It's good to eat this, it's rich in trace iron. And foie gras too, you should eat more of these."

Avril blushed, lowered her head and ate shyly.

After the meal, Avril Lavigne didn't run around, and stayed beside Abel obediently, watching him sit in front of the computer in the living room and direct the operation.

Under Abel Hao's simple explanation as a teacher, Avril Lavigne gradually learned some financial common sense.

For example, today's international spot gold costs $395.57 to buy an ounce.

She didn't know that an ounce of gold cost only $361.50 yesterday.

I don't even know what the difference between the two numbers 361.50 and 395.57 means to Abel.

She saw behind the monitor monitor screen.

The employees under Abel suddenly jumped up one by one, dancing excitedly, as if they were singing and dancing.

These suits and leather shoes look like elite Wall Street elites, and they look like this.

It made Avril very surprised, and she couldn't help asking in a low voice:

"What's wrong with them? Why do they all look so happy?"

"Oh." Avril heard Abel's calm smile:

"They are celebrating. Just now, my company closed 20 lots of London Gold, worth a total of 200 billion U.S. dollars. It made a total of almost 95 billion U.S. dollars. They can get tens of thousands of dollars in bonuses, so they are very happy now .”

"Oh." Avril Lavigne replied naively.

After answering, she realized that she had heard wrong.

She thought she had just heard "Two billion dollars." instead of "$twenty billion."

"Did you just say 20 billion US dollars?" She couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"No, it's 200 billion U.S. dollars. There are still 300 billion U.S. dollars that have not been liquidated. We hit too hard just now and knocked down the price of gold. Now let it go up a little bit, so that when we close the position, the profit will be higher." It won’t retrace so quickly. Only in this way can we make hundreds of millions of dollars more.”

Abel's answer stunned Avril.

This time she paid full attention, making sure she heard correctly.

That terrifying astronomical figure made Avril Lavigne start to look squarely at the laptops in front of her.

All her energy was put on them and Abel.

Another half hour passed.

When I heard Abel explain to her that just now Abel's company closed another 100 billion US dollars of spot gold and made a profit of 40 billion US dollars.

Avril's face was flushed immediately, and her slender thighs were unconsciously clamped.

She felt that she was very hot all over.

From last night to now, in just a dozen hours of experience, she felt that it was even more exciting than her past 17 years.

The whereabouts of tens of billions of dollars in front of him was completed in this man's words.

He was so calm, so decisive.

What star singer, what queen of heaven, what pop music emperor.

It's just a phantom of bubbles.

When she woke up at noon, she still felt very shy.

Still thinking that I can't take the initiative, I should let him continue to take the initiative.

But now, the punk girl just wants to sleep with him!
Sleep the richest man in the world!
A gust of fragrant wind rushed towards him.

She was passionate and tender, as if she wanted to integrate him into her body, regardless of each other.

So after waiting for half an hour, Penelope Cruz and Sophie Marceau woke up.

When they finished washing and came out of the bedroom to the living room.

I saw two people entangled in front of many laptops in the living room.

"Hey."

French Kiss smiled mockingly, "The cute little sister is even more exaggerated than us."

Penelope shrugged gracefully, "I thought I was hungry just now. Now I'm sure I'm really hungry, but not hungry."

Sophie greeted her in a friendly way: "You're so blue!"

"Casual!"

Penelope started to walk towards the two of them, and as she walked, the poor quality of her clothes fell off automatically.

"I'm a bitch too!" French Kiss laughed at herself.

She also walked over.

The clothes on her body also seemed to be of poor quality.

In the process of walking, it also automatically falls down.

The evening of April 10.

As various television stations in the United States began to broadcast the battle that took place in the hinterland of Asia.

All Americans also know that this battle in the United States in the name of justice, but in fact, has already happened.

On the surface, it doesn't have much impact on most Americans.

Except for some leeks that have invested in finance.

Secretly, this country has begun a slow but drastic change.

That night, Abel also bid farewell to Brooklyn.

He took three beautiful girls with delicate bodies and soft bodies, and lived in the "Pinnacle" high-rise mansion on the top floor of the Woolworth Building.

In this house, Abel often lives in fear of danger.

It's okay to live here once in a while and enjoy the feeling of having the whole of Manhattan under your feet.

Three beautiful girls of different ages, covering different beautiful age stages of women such as thirty, twenty, and ten+.

They each showed their great surprise and vanity for being able to live in this top mansion in Manhattan.

Abel let them find the room by themselves.

The total indoor area is 968 square meters, with 9 bedrooms and 13 bathrooms.

It is more than enough for them to live here together!

Avril Lavigne was still a little shy and ignorant, the girl was a little embarrassed to accept this kind of direct performance.

The two European goddesses are not so polite.

Except for the master bedroom with the best view, the two directly picked two other better rooms.

Driven by them, the punk girl became more polite and chose the best one among the remaining ones, as her future residence in New York.

The night was high and the stars covered the ground.

The bright lights in Manhattan's steel jungle dazzled Avril Lavigne standing in front of the huge French windows.

A punk girl who has been out of a small Canadian city for more than a year and has not changed her mind.

After experiencing the huge physical and mental changes from last night to now.

Stimulated by this external stimulus, Avril Lavigne began her transformation.

On the other hand, Abel received a final call from David Mellon that night.

".Is it all closed out? Great, what's the total profit after deducting funding costs?"

"185.69 billion US dollars? Well, a very good figure. But it will not be so easy to have such a good opportunity later."

"Leave the rest to you. Pay attention to list the financial report, or November 11th next year. At that time, let our financial report blind the eyes of all investors and guests! Let them know that Smith Capital has made money for them. How much money did you pay?"

"So be it."

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The best view is in the master bedroom facing Wall Street.

Abel hung up the phone and put the phone in his pocket casually.

He stood in front of the huge French windows, like Avril Lavigne in the other bedroom, looking down on Manhattan.

Today's harvest, Abel's layout has been long.

Since the beginning of this year, he has traded in international spot gold many times.

It has already given people the impression that Abel and Smith Capital especially likes to invest in London gold.

And before the big event happened, Abel had already made some preparations in London.

These preparations will not make people suspect that he knew these black swans in advance, but it also allows Smith Capital to enter the market quickly.

These preparations finally allowed Smith Capital to achieve an average warehouse opening cost of around US$300 per ounce.

In the international spot gold market, a huge contract with 50 positions and a capital amount of 500 billion U.S. dollars was established.

Today, when the fighting in Afghanistan and Afghanistan just broke out, the global risk aversion sentiment has risen sharply, and gold has once again become a super hard currency that is anti-inflation and anti-risk.

While the price of gold is rising wildly today, it is rushing towards the $400 ladder.

However, Smith Capital began to close a large number of positions in a hurry and quickly, and even suppressed the rise of gold prices for a time.

In the end, under the frenzied risk aversion mood in the world, Smith Capital successfully arbitraged and left the market, and gained a lot.

But it also suppressed London gold, which once broke through $400/oz, to around $380+/oz.

But that's all.

With the deepening of the fighting, the international gold price will continue to rise.

Just not as exaggerated as today.

But Smith Capital, which has already left the market, will not enter this field in the short term.

Abel's attention also shifted from the financial market to another place.

That place is called Texas.

There is a company there called Rock Security.

Inside Rock Security there is a special PMC department.

This special PMC department has been established for more than a year, and it has not been used until today.

But after today, Abel felt it was time to bring it to the stage.

(End of this chapter)