Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

"Chen, you can stop shorting stocks." Steven called Chen Zhao again.

"okay, I get it."

Today, DSN's stock has fallen 4% compared to three days ago.

For Chen Zhao, it may be an income of three to four million US dollars, but for DSN, the market value has evaporated by billions of dollars.

Although DSN is a big company and a big business, it cannot withstand such a rate of evaporation.

Of course, this decline is also limited.

After all, a movie's box office failure cannot really shake DSN.

If it is at the level of PLM, although it is also one of the top six, it is much smaller than DSN.

Therefore, PLM still experiences large box office fluctuations due to the box office of a movie.

"They will release news around three in the afternoon, and you can buy some stocks in advance to buy them."

"Okay, I understand." Chen Zhao nodded.

Chen Zhao's short selling is too risky.

Generally, capital giants take the initiative in short selling, buying large amounts first, and then selling, creating market panic, forcing retail investors away, and then shearing the sheep.

As for Chen Zhao, it's all about luck.

Even if there is reliable news, DSN stock will fall.

However, there is no guarantee to what extent it will fall or how long it will last.

Once DSN reacts and releases a piece of good news, it will pull the stock price back up again.

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"Haha... Look, I said it would fall." Sonnenfeld said proudly.

"Mr. Sonnenfeld, fifty times the leverage is too risky. You have already recovered your capital now and there is no need to continue."

"No, go ahead and stop before the close of the day," Sonnenfeld said.

It doesn't take long to make one or two million dollars a day.

“Continue to short DSN stock.”

"Oh well."

Sonnenfeld was already lost in fantasy.

Making a crappy movie is not as profitable as making money from stocks.

As long as you have money, you can invest in your own movies.

When the time comes, let those who look down on you see your own strength.

I will use my next movie to prove my ability.

Just then, Sonnenfeld's phone rang again.

"What's the matter?"

"Mr. Sonnenfeld... DSN's stock is up."

"What? Then call me and stop it quickly." Sonnenfeld exclaimed.

"It's too late, we've already lost money."

"What? How is that possible? That's millions of dollars," Sonnenfeld said.

Since the market opened today, his original capital has doubled several times. How could he suddenly lose all his money?

"Sir, with fifty times leverage, the risk is very high. Just a small increase can wipe out all the funds." Sonnenfeld said.

"But... how is this possible... How much has DSN's stock price increased?"

"3%."

"How is this possible?" Sonnenfeld still couldn't accept this result.

"DSN released the news that Mr. Steven will take over the filming of the sequel of "God of War"."

"It can't be like this, it can't be like this... The director of this series is me, it's me!" Sonnenfeld roared: "This job is mine, DSN can't do this, Tyrese can't do this to me... By the way, give it Tyrese calls.”

Sonnenfeld called Tyrese's phone: "Mr. Tyrese, we agreed and signed a contract. I will direct the "God of War" trilogy. What you are doing now is a violation of the contract. I am going to sue. you."

"Sonnenfeld, you have to understand. Because of you, all the hundreds of millions of dollars of investment in DSN have been wasted, and it has even caused DSN's stock price to fall. Do you still want to direct the sequel to "God of War"? Don't say you are continuing now. If you direct "God of War," no one will even ask you to be an assistant director, DSN will ban you, and you won't be able to get a single movie in Hollywood."

"You can't do this to me... I have a contract, I have a contract... You breached the contract, and I want to claim compensation..."

"Haha... That's a contract of intention, not a formal contract. Just go ahead and sue." Tyrese sneered.

The first part has not been filmed yet, so it is impossible for him to confirm the director of the second and third parts.

A mature and large company is even less likely to be such a childish person.

A contract of intent has no legal effect.

To put it bluntly, it is similar to what is said at the wine table.

If Sonnenfeld directs "God of War" successfully, then of course he will become the director of the second and third sequels.

But if the first one fails, Sonnenfeld will just become the scapegoat.

After a period of venting, Sonnenfeld finally sat down on the ground.

His career was ruined because of this movie.

His property was completely lost because of this gamble.

It's over, everything is over.

At this moment, the sound of a car horn came from downstairs.

Sonnenfeld looked out of the window and saw a strange car.

At this time, a woman got out of the car.

Sonnenfeld saw that this woman was very beautiful, and thought that this woman might be looking for him.

Sonnenfeld went downstairs and opened the door: "Miss, are you looking for me?"

"On behalf of the bank, I am now seizing your house." Yamila looked at Sonnenfeld and said.

"What? Seizure, what do you mean?"

"Your house has been mortgaged to our bank, and we investigated your account and found that your account is completely out of money, so now the house belongs to the bank. If you fail to get the money within three months If you repay the bank, then we will have the right to auction the house to repay the money you owe the bank."

"Wait a minute... I'm a bit tight right now, but I'm a director, a well-known director in Hollywood, I have enough credibility and popularity, and I'm fully capable of repaying the money I owe the bank. You can't ask to seize it so suddenly. my house."

"Sorry, Sonnenfeld, this house does not belong to you now." Yamila said calmly: "Please move out of here before dark."

"I refuse." Sonnenfeld said firmly.

Yamila smiled, snapped her fingers, and a dozen burly men came in outside: "I don't care whether you agree or not, you guys are waiting here to give Mr. Sonnenfeld some time to prepare. If he has no plans to leave before midnight, then you should help him move out."

Sonnenfeld picked up the phone: "Shala, I want to stay with you for a few days. It's convenient for you."

"Sonnenfeld, I'm not in Los Angeles right now. If you have anything, please tell me when I come back. That's it. I still have things to be busy with. Goodbye."

"Bitch...you bitch..." Sonnenfeld roared angrily.