Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Thailand, Bangkok.

Thomas Conn put down the phone and walked into the trading room.

Papa--

"Hi. Guys, the boss just gave an order. We need to settle one-third of the company's position today. Now, let's take action. Give me the speed at which you can fly."

The reaction speed of young people is reflected in their ability to act. Everyone has worked together for a long time, and the team has already had the tacit understanding between them.

The crackling keyboard hits sounded densely in the classroom.

Like raindrops hitting the iron sheet, it is very rhythmic.

Summer is always the rainy season, and the tropical rain forest climate in Thailand often rains continuously.

The Thai found it surprisingly.

The sky has changed.

No, it should be said that Thailand's small and medium-sized securities investors suddenly discovered that the sky has changed.

Bangkok Stock Exchange.

Kawan looked at a stock in the Chuo area, his eyes full of blood red.

300,000 plants were sold in Chiang Mai Electrical and Mechanical Services.

Like a huge thunder thrown into the water, the selling order of 300,000 plants was smashed, and the price of Chiang Mai's electrical and mechanical equipment was smashed by 3%.

At random, countless small orders flocked to buy, and the price rose by one percent.

But then, another selling order of 300,000 plants was smashed, and the price of Chiang Mai's electromechanical equipment was one meal.

Decline, a cumulative 5%.

Kawan has a feeling of being a dog. Recently, he has carefully studied Japanese candle candlestick charts and trend trading. From the technical chart, Chiang Mai Electromechanical is one of the most trending stocks in the market.

Looking at the monthly line, one wave of rise, one wave of decline, and another wave of rise, as stable as surfing, is an obvious bullish trend.

But what is going on now.

A good long, how to say it collapsed.

No one knows how Kawan felt. In the Bangkok Capital One trading room, Thomas Conn took the coffee and directed the operation slowly.

With the size of the company's current position, smashing it out will definitely cause a short turmoil in the market. If you don't take the opportunity to short, I'm sorry for the bargaining chips sold by the company.

Anyway, what the boss said was closing one-third of the current position, but he didn't say not to open the position.

"SeT, sell 500 empty orders at the current price."

"Close out more than 1,000 orders at the current price."

"Thai Telecom, sold one million plants."

"SeT, add a thousand empty orders."

"Thai Oil, sold 300,000 plants."

"..."

The financial market always has a strong linkage, and this linkage is considered by the academic circles as a transmission theory mechanism.

As Capital One’s position was sold wildly regardless of cost, Thailand’s seT index was smashed by one percent. In itself, Capital One holds all heavyweight stocks. This movement immediately caused market linkage.

Sell, sell...

Like a shark smelling blood, like a rabbit smelling crisis. Many stocks in the market have panic disks, and they continue to sell.

No warning, no news.

However, as market prices fell, the half-hour K-line of the seT index became a downward trend, and its standard deviation trend triggered multiple short-term systematic selling orders.

red!

In less than an hour, red began to flash crazily on the large green central screen, like a plague, permeating the market.

821, 819, 810, 799, 788...

A family in the gambling industry.

Cha guessed at the numbers on the computer, dumbfounded.

He is bankrupt.

Five minutes ago, he made ten thousand baht, but now he is bankrupt.

It's like a nightmare.

Cha Guai could hardly believe his eyes.

There are still many people who have stayed like Chachai. Who can believe that the stock market has fallen by more than 30 points in just three hours, a drop of nearly 4%.

"Haha!"

A frantic laughter seemed particularly harsh in the modest gambling industry.

Looking at the rapidly increasing assets on the account from negative to positive, a middle-aged customer can no longer control his excitement.

For Capital One, the culprit Thomas Conn himself was dumbfounded.

He didn't expect that the company would accidentally crash the market just by adding a little short profit by the way.

What a...what a thing.

Conn couldn't help but slander.

But this is the end of the matter, what else can I do? The market is like this, it will be impossible to stop it for a while, and it will be easy to smash it, not to mention God knows why it collapsed.

Rich experience allowed Kang En to make the quickest choice.

The market downturn is very detrimental to the company's positions. It is necessary to hedge against potential crises and see what causes it.

"SeT, add three thousand hands short."

Sell, sell, and sell again.

As if from sunny to cloudy, the central big screen of the Bangkok Stock Market became blood-red.

It fell sharply, 4.5%.

At the end of the afternoon, news came out of the market. The Thai Democratic Party strongly criticized General Su Jin’s corruption in the cabinet. There is evidence that General Su Jin had improper relations with many women during his administration, which seriously harmed the interests of the Thai people.

The democratic parties called for the investigation of Su Jinda's corruption during his administration.

This is a coincidence.

A coincidence that no one can think of.

Leningrad.

An old woman with wrinkled faces and dim eyes walked tremblingly on the street. She followed the chaotic demonstrators on the street and quietly walked into a secluded alley.

There was a bald Englishman in a dead alley.

"Mr. John. I have kept you waiting."

Ok?

Hearing a familiar voice, Robert was taken aback. He looked outside the alley. There was only an old woman, and the waiter hadn't arrived yet.

Damn it.

Is it an auditory hallucination?

"Mr. John. It's me."

Like hell.

Robert stared at the old woman in front of him, his shocked eyes almost bald.

It was the voice of Nawa Estafel.

But her face... realized what, Robert couldn't believe his judgment.

Now this face is completely two people with Nawa Estafel he has seen. The old face is full of wrinkles, the white skin that can be broken by a bomb is also wrinkled, and even the sapphire eyes have become dull.

This is exactly a real old woman.

"Are you that baby?"

"it's me."

The familiar voice of the baby came out of the old woman's mouth, and the charming voice combined with her old and godless eyes gave people a chaotic illusion.

"How did you become like this."

Hit Gorbachev and let Gorbachev roll down——

The voices of the demonstrations were shouting.

Nawa Estafel smiled bitterly.

Today is the day of the KGB operation. If she does not leave, there may be no chance.

"Only then can I leave, right?"

"Ok."

Robert handed over a bag of things he had prepared, holding a note with numbers in his hand.

"After you arrive in Hong Kong, make this call. My boss will arrange your identity. Here, you can rest assured, I believe that with a million dollars a life, they will turn you into a dead person. Good luck. "

"Thank you!"

After Robert left.

Nawa Estafel glanced at the number on the note and swallowed directly into her stomach.

For her, she already has the ability to remember.

Opened the bag in her hand and took a look, a trembling old woman walked slowly down the street, like a dead tree in the wind, falling down at any time.

soon.

An old woman came to Leningrad Railway Station, and in the pitying eyes of the conductor at the front desk, she took out a ruble.

"Finland."

at the same time.

Leningrad Airport walked into a sturdy man with a red beard and complexion. He arrogantly pushed the crowd away to the ticket window.

"Give me a ticket to Sweden."

At 6 o'clock in the evening on August 18, 1991, Russians took to the streets of Moscow to protest against President Gorbachev's reform plan.

The next day, the army surrounded the Krem Palace, and the Minister of Defense, the KgB chairman, the vice president, and a number of important officials walked into the presidential palace to initiate a coup.

China Zhuge City, Shenzhuang.

An Audi car slowly drove out of the village, followed by hundreds of villagers who sent off in groups.

"Xinyue. When you are free, you must remember to come back and take a look. This will be your home from now on. If Jiannan dares to bully you, you can tell me that I will kill him."

"Mom, you are so kind. He will definitely not bully me in the future."

"Haha! I will clean up if he dares."

"Zhiyue, Masako. Jiannan, this child, has been honest since he was a child. I will trouble you to take care of him."

"Obasan..."

In front of the crowd.

Shen Yimei reluctantly goes with Shen Jiannan, her eyes are full of admiration.

But due to the number of people, she couldn't do anything else.

Shen Jiannan's eyes were full of smiles.

What is the world's vision?

Under the gaze of everyone's eyes, the boy couldn't help but put his arms around Shen Yimei and kissed it.

There was a lot of laughter.

They are all from Shenzhuang, and no one knows whose family affairs.

The two brothers and sisters grew up in childhood, and they got married sooner or later. Now, the young couple's love for me has attracted everyone's laughter.

"Meizi. How about you go to Hong Kong to study with me."

"No. I'm going to Huahai."

"why?"

"I won't tell you."

"..."

Shen Jiannan was speechless, a woman's mind, sometimes like a needle in the sea, was unpredictable.

After thinking about it, the boy lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"It's better to go to Hong Kong with me, otherwise what if I get pregnant."

Shen Yimei's face flushed with embarrassment, and her heart moved, but thinking of Lu Xinyue's words still dispelled her impulse.

Shen Jiannan was helpless.

But thinking about going to Shencheng next month, there is no reluctance.

Gradually, a group of people reached the entrance of the village.

Li Xiuyue, who had been ignoring Shen Jiannan, couldn't help it anymore, pulled her son aside and whispered.

"You can handle your affairs yourself, but a woman's whole life is actually to live for the child and the family, cheer for me, and strive to bring me back a few grandchildren."

"..."

Mom, why are your brain circuits so magical?

Shen Jiannan didn't know what to say~www.readwn.com~ Soon, the Audi car sounded a horn and slowly went away. Looking at the car going away, the smile on Li Xiuyue's face gradually disappeared.

My mother is worried, let alone going to a foreign country. Although Li Xiuyue did not show any disappointment along the way.

But as a mother, how can you not worry about it?

It's just that the son is an adult, and there is his world outside. The mother only hopes that he can be safe when he spreads his wings and soars.

Hong Kong, Yau Ma Tei Police Station.

Peng San grinningly sat in a reception room, sarcastically looking at Liang Guodong opposite.

Shen Jiannan had told him before that the Hong Kong community was supported by the imperial spirit of the British government. He still did not fully believe it, but now he has to believe it.