Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Bank of Italy, Market Trading Department.

　　6,6,6,6,6,6,6,6,6,6,6

　　 864.50 sold

　　 With the appearance of this series of numbers, the price of lira has dropped by one percent at the same time.

　　 The numbers are too long and too many, densely clustered together, glowing red under the LED light spot, the floating light is like a layer of blood fog, the reflected money skin is flushed, and the eyes are full of blood red.

　　 Damn!

　　 How could it be such a set of numbers.

　　 Damn devil, so much overpriced, this is malicious shorting.

　　 Qian Pi looked at the numbers that suddenly appeared on the computer screen, his teeth cracked, his eyes and face were all red, making his central features look extremely hideous.

　　 An indescribable intuition is telling him that the final battle is coming.

　　 The declaration of this group of demons is basically a declaration of war.

　　 "Asshole. Are you all dead? Take it, you must catch it for me!"

　　 Ciampi yelled at all the traders.

　　 But looking at the string of numbers on the computer, he didn't notice at all, and even he himself has lost the slightest confidence.

　　 Once... when this set of numbers appeared on the Finnish Mark, the Mark collapsed.

　　Can Italy catch it?

　　864.3850

　　864.3750

　　864.2950

　　......

　　 Looking at the price of the lira rebounding slightly after the central bank bought it, Qian Pi was a little confused.

　　 Are people good or bad?

　　 Yes, really.

　　Anyone is good or bad.

Even a criminal, if he is a father, in the eyes of his children, he may be a loving father; in the eyes of his mother, he may be a filial son; even in his country, He will still be a patriot.

　　 Is this contradiction?

　　 There is no contradiction.

　　 After all, people have feelings, and feelings often come from the environment they are in. This environment is everything a person is familiar with, and everything that is familiar will cause emotions and determine behavior.

　　It's like...Chinese football, how come out.

　　 Decades of fighting power like a day's scum, made him be moved by the show host 30 years ago, and 30 years later, he still has no day in his life. But in this 30-year period, whenever a national football team competes with other countries, the buy-in of the national football team is always the largest.

　　 Why?

　　 Because they will tell themselves wishful thinking, maybe the national football team will win this time. Even if their subconscious mind tells them that this probability is almost zero, their subjective consciousness will still let them make a choice.

　　 Therefore, speculators always like to go long.

　　 When they see a downtrend market, they will complain that the market is so bad that it keeps falling.

　　 Obviously, the complaint is a bull.

　　 But in fact, for a true speculator, a market with a clear trend is much better than a market without a trend.

　　 Stanley Crowe talked about it in "Talking about Futures Trading Strategy".

　　 In the summer of 1983, he talked to many corn farmers in the Midwest. The harvest prospects of these farmers are very miserable-the planting area is shrinking, the yield rate is lower, and the crop is not fully developed.

　　Who knows the status of the harvest better than those who actually grow corn?

　　 Isn't all this good news?

　　 However, something very interesting happened and the market ended up falling by sixty points.

　　 Not just long speculators, farmers in the Midwest are also surprised. Many of the speculators who were killed because of their long corn market were farmers in the Midwest.

In fact, it seems that commodity producers, especially crop producers, have an over-attractive attitude towards their own markets. It seems to be a common problem. The reason is the growth of the crops in the areas where they grow or the climatic conditions. Local politicians will be more concerned about tomorrow. Good opinions, or purely wishful thinking, are too optimistic.

　　 Regrettably, when the crop is finally harvested, when serious safe-haven selling pressure appears, these bullish expectations often deteriorate and prices fall all the way.

　　Sometimes, universal long-term expectations can make the entire manufacturer have an intoxicating idea: if the expected price increase not only does not occur, but also falls, the manufacturer will face a catastrophic blow.

　　 Simply put, it is self-brainwashing and self-hypnosis.

　　 Or it can be said that most people go long because of their preference and hate shorting because of disgust.

　　 If you have to find a reason, probably... short selling will cause prices to fall, which is doing bad things; doing long will increase prices, which is doing good things.

　　 At the beginning of man, nature is kind!

　　 Maybe so!

　　 But unfortunately, as Jesse Livermore said, the market has never been long or short, only a positive direction.

　　 Lombardy, foreign exchange exchange.

　　 Luigi Baggio stared blankly at the computer screen not far away, with a blank look in his eyes.

　　As an Italian, he loves this country. Before the lira fell to the bottom of the exchange rate mechanism, he hated those **** shorts.

　　How can the great Italy be ravaged by those bastards.

　　 Every time he sees the **** oriental man singing empty lira in the newspaper, Luigi Baggio will feel a huge humiliation and deep anger. A hundred years ago, the great Kingdom of Italy even opened the door to the country where the **** was, and made the stupid and ignorant people tremble at the feet of the soldiers of the kingdom. Now, why is he a foolish Oriental who is not sure about the great Kingdom of Italy.

　　 If it weren't for the Germans to play black hands behind their backs, what qualifications does he have to sing empty lira as an Oriental.

　　 Finally, the opportunity came.

On the front page of "IlSole24Ore", central bank governor Carlo Azelio Ciampi publicly stated that the central bank borrowed 24 billion marks from Deutsche Bank, equivalent to 36 billion U.S. dollars, and raised interest rates to 100% Fifteenth, the central bank has absolute confidence to defeat any speculators who are unruly.

　　 What other statement is stronger than this?

　　 At that moment, Luigi Baggio made a decision that Italians should do, to do more to blast those shorts and kick the devils in the ass.

　　 But now...what is it?

　　864.2878

　　-9887543778?

　　 Looking at the huge loss in the position on the account, Luigi Baggio's brain went blank.

　　 How can you lose money?

　　 Why is this happening?

　　 Ling Ling Ling——

　　 The harsh phone ring rang suddenly, and the sharp ring made Luigi Baggio pick up the phone at a loss.

"Hello, hello. Is it Mr. Luigi Baggio? This is Danny Donadoni, the duty manager of the Bank of Turin. Since your position loss on the Lira position has reached the risk warning line, you are now reminded to pay attention Risks, please add margin as soon as possible. Otherwise, according to the agreement you signed at the beginning, we have the right to liquidate your position forcibly."

　　 Margin call?

　　Where can I get money to make a margin call now!

　　 "Mr. Baggio, are you listening?"

　　 "......"

Luigi Baggio left the phone in a daze and ignored the questioning of the bank manager at cassadepositieprestiti. He was just an ordinary bank clerk. He spent one million dollars and 70% of the money was because he misappropriated customers. Of funds.

　　 "Mr. Baggio, are you listening?"

　　 "......"

　　 Luigi Baggio folded his hands and knelt down in the direction of Rome religiously.

　　 Our Lady is on!

　　 The Father is above, the Son is above, and the Holy Spirit is above!

　　 I am your most pious servant, most loyal believer, I pray piously, I pray that your kindness will let those short-selling demons go to hell!

　　 Unfortunately, Luigi Baggio’s Madonna and Father God cannot speak.

　　If they can talk, they will definitely say: People can ask God when they are desperate, and who should God ask when they are desperate?

　　 Is it useful to have more gods?

　　 If the gods who believed in were more useful, then Japan would have ruled the world long ago.

　　 Like a silent call, Danny Donadoni raised his eyebrows. As a professional investment manager, he could feel the despair in Luigi Baggio's heart.

　　 "Hope the Virgin and Father God bless you."

　　 said silently in his heart, Danny Donadoni looked up at the computer.

　　 On the dimly dazzling and dizzying computer screen, a huge candlestick is growing fast like a mountain.

　　+9887543778?

　　 A very coincidental number, um...exactly the same as Danny Donadoni's position loss.

　　 Danny Donadoni didn't notice this, he just opened the drawer a little nervously and took out a cigar from Cuba from the drawer.

　　 A Cuban cigar of ten thousand dollars.

　　 This kind of cigar, Danny Donadoni is always reluctant to smoke it. Now this one is a celebration gift he prepared for himself.

　　 Kaka——

　　 Cut the cigar, picked up a match and lit it, savoring the sweet taste of the selected cigars, Danny Donaldoni couldn't help but close his eyes comfortably.

　　 The Cuban cigar, which is worth 10,000 U.S. dollars, is simply wonderful.

　　 glanced at the 144 billion still unused on Xiyangyang's account. A kind of awe, excitement and anticipation besides comfort made Danny Donadoni breathe out smoke from his mouth.

　　Praise God!

　　 Colonna District, Geman Investment Company.

　　 Yulia Sidorov was shocked by the heart throbbing caused by the huge impact, and exclaimed instinctively. But before she was ready for the next time, Shen Jiannan took her finger and pressed it on the keyboard again.

　　 slap, slap, slap——

　　6,6,6,6,6,6,6,6,6,6,6

　　 exactly ten sixes.

Snapped!

　　 With Yulia's finger pressed under the guidance of Shen Jiannan, a full 66.6 billion lire was reported instantly by the spot market.

　　66666666666, sold, 866.5

　　 In an instant, the lira had just rebounded to the price of 864.285, and in an instant it was 20,000 basis points.

　　 At the same time, the price of Lira's current-month futures also dropped by 20,000 basic points in an instant. The profit on the company's account instantly increased by countless units at a rate that could not be accurately counted by the naked eye.

　　 one, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million, one hundred million, one billion...

　　 Without giving Yulia time to count the numbers, Shen Jiannan pushed her petite body on the table, forcibly held her fingers, and pressed the keyboard again.

　　 slap, slap, slap——

　　6,6,6,6,6,6,6,6,6,6,6

　　 is another set of units calculated in tens of billions. With this number being knocked out, the forward market just rebounded to 866.3280 lire, and it was instantly hit to 866.5.

　　 slap, slap, slap——

　　66666666666

　　 slap, slap, slap——

　　66666666666

　　......

One wave was not settled, another wave started again, as a group of numbers were knocked out in their own hands, the kind of heart palpitations caused affected the soul and made Yulia Sidorov's muscles uncontrollable. Shrinked together.

　　 But there is no end at all, she can only passively bear the uncontrollable horrible psychological impact.

　　 slap, slap, slap——

　　66666666666

　　......

　　876.85

As a red number is thrown out, the lira continues to impact upwards like a sea wave. On the chart, the wave is higher than the wave, and the wave of the impact is stronger than the wave. The profit brought has surpassed that of Ulrich. The limit that Ya Sidorov can bear.

　　879887543778?≈400000000$

　　 "Oh... God!"

　　 "......"

　　 Crazy profit brings unparalleled throbbing, and blood is like a tide that is no longer under control.

　　879887543778?.

　　 Yulia Sidorov suddenly screamed like she was crazy.

　　 But the impact of 400 million US dollars is so terrifying. The huge impact is no longer a person can bear. The kind of terrifying power and purchasing power it brings is enough to crush anyone's soul and desire to die.

　　No one can bear the throbbing brought about by this geometric wealth. The constant beating of profit from the position on the account caused Yulia Sidorov's muscles to spasm uncontrollably. The great psychological and spiritual impact caused her to drool and roll her eyes unconsciously and fainted. .

　　876.8950 sold 1

　　876.9050 buy flat 1

　　......

　　-13887543778?

　　嘣——

　　 Your position has reached the risk control line and has been forced to close.

　　 Lombardy, Luigi Baggio stared blankly at the numbers popping up on the computer, looking at the huge candlesticks on the computer's time-sharing chart, as if being hit by Thor's hammer, his brain was blank. Regret, self-blame, and silently stuck his heart like a devil's claws, so sorrow and sour that he was almost incontinent.

　　 Then, a deep chill spread from the heart to the limbs. The coldness of the heart was even more icy than the winter night when the snow was flying.

　　 Why?

　　 Why is this happening?

　　 Father God!

　　 Our Lady!

　　 Why...

　　 Ling Ling Ling——

　　 The harsh telephone ringing was caught off guard, and Luigi Baggio picked up the phone mechanically.

"Hello, hello. Is it Mr. Luigi Baggio? This is Danny Donadoni, the Duty Manager of the Bank of Turin. Since your holding loss on the Lira position has been worn out, the available balance is negative 1.8 billion 60 million lire. According to the exchange regulations, our bank will advance this fund, but you need to make up the margin within two trading days. Otherwise, we have the right to sue you."

　　 "......"

　　 Sue me?

　　 I am still afraid of you sue?

"Ha ha......"

　　 Luigi Baggio laughed unconsciously, he opened the drawer blankly, and took out a Cuban cigar waiting to be celebrated for himself from the drawer.

　　 A 10,000-dollar Cuban cigar is exquisite and mellow.

　　 Intoxicated and smelled it, Luigi Baggio took a cigar and lighted it.

　　 Very mellow taste. When the eggplant leaves are burning, a sweet and mellow taste pours into the taste buds, which makes people feel particularly comfortable, but I don’t know why, but there is a slight bitter taste in the sweetness.

　　 "Mr. Baggio~www.readwn.com~ are you listening?"

　　 "......"

　　 It turned out to be a cigar worth ten thousand dollars, but that’s all!

　　Luigi Baggio ignored the noise on the phone. He sipped his cigar, grabbed the chair under his butt, and slammed it towards the glass behind him.

boom--

　　 The toughened glass exploded countless cracks under the violent impact of the stool, and the dense cracks looked like a spider web.

　　 "Mr. Baggio, are you listening again? If you don't demand the top-up deposit, we will order the court to freeze all your property."

　　 "......"

boom--

　　 Luigi Baggio seemed to have not heard the voice on the phone, and slammed the chair against the cracked tempered glass again.

　　 Wow!

　　 The toughened glass that had long been overwhelmed finally shattered completely, and the glass fragments fell to the ground like a pearl.

　　 Hu, Hu, Hu——

The violent wind came out from a height that was no longer covered by glass. The violent wind shook the clothes on Luigi Baggio. Without any glass barrier, the scenery of Lombardy appeared clearly as if the fog had been removed. In front of his eyes.

　　 Lombardy in the sunset, glowing with a different kind of red, the whole city in the setting sun seems to be shrouded in a layer of red luster.

　　 "Mr. Baggio, Mr. Baggio..."

　　 No one listens to the noise on the phone anymore, only a burning Cuban cigar is lying quietly on the ground, seeming to speak everything silently.