Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Market Trading Department of the Bank of England.

　 Robin Leigh Pemberton stood in front of the Reuters screen with a pale face, his tie crooked, his face pale, and his spirits looked languid, as if someone was holding a gun at his head to rob him.

　　2.7869

　　 Six hours.

　　 Only six hours after the market opened in the morning, the British pound was beaten and plummeted by 15%, only 300 basis points from the lower track of the European exchange rate mechanism.

　　 Then...

　　 The market is intertwined.

　　 There is no spot selling in the spot market.

　　 The densely packed short-selling contracts in the forward market are gone.

　　 The extremely active British pound suddenly became very deserted. The previous plunge seemed dreamy. If it weren't for the two super huge red candlesticks, some people might think that the previous violent sales were illusory.

　　 One hour passed, two hours passed.

　　 For three hours in a row, the pound has no fluctuations like a pool of stagnant water.

　　 In these three hours, the maximum amplitude of the pound sterling was no more than 50 points, which is completely incomparable with the previous amplitude of thousands of basic points. But the light and watery market makes Pemberton's heart colder than immersed in ice.

　　According to the previous plan, if the pound price drops to around 2.7837, the central bank will still have a chance to hold the previous low if the central bank raises interest rates desperately. But now, the main sellers seem to know the last line of psychological defense in England, and they do not give the central bank a desperate opportunity.

　　 Killing with a blunt knife is the most painful.

　　The empty side pawns approaching the city, the long side will form great psychological pressure.

　　Because in the short trend, the long camp itself is not strong. Once the pressure is too strong, the bull will be crushed by that pressure.

　　 If there is a slight turmoil, some of the long-term funds will desperately flee to stop losses.

　　 copy the chassis, will immediately cut out the position.

　　 At that time, the funds of the more party will become short again.

　　 Pemberton clenched his fist weakly.

　　 He can see everything, but nothing can be changed. That kind of powerlessness made him feel gloomy.

　　 Behind international capital, there is no weak person. He was waiting for the Jedi counterattack, but the other party was waiting for the final fatal blow.

　　 But question, where did those **** guys get so many pounds?

　　 National debt?

　　 shouldn't be.

　　 The continuous selling in the national debt market made Pemberton aware of the problems in the national debt market, but if he wanted to buy national debt, he had to have enough funds. He broke his head and didn't know where it came from.

　　 A full 24 billion selling, such a big selling, even the Bank of England could not get it at its peak.

　　 There is no capital that can use such a large amount of capital to hold treasury bonds. That is simply a cleanup. The loan interest rate is 15%, and the yield of treasury bonds is only 10%. Which idiot would do this kind of money-losing business.

　　 But in reality, major banks continue to sell treasury bonds, and treasury bonds have entered the market and turned into pound sterling to constantly impact market prices.

　　 Damn, where did those guys get the money.

　　 Six hours passed.

　　 The pound sterling market remains as calm as stagnant water.

　　 But Pemberton has a feeling in the dark, I am afraid that the next time the pound moves again, it will be struck by a storm like lightning.

　　The longer you gain momentum, the more deadly this attack will be.

　　 Can the pound hold the bottom line?

　　If not, Great Britain will probably be nailed to the cross of shame and become the first country to be forced to withdraw from the European exchange rate mechanism.

　　 Pemberton's eyes were a little blank, because he found that he was not sure at all.

　　 To be precise, he has no hope anymore.

　　Capital One, Market Trading Department.

　　 William sat upright in the central trading area.

　　 In his eyes, there are dense bloodshot eyes. Facing a market that fluctuates by tens of millions of dollars every second, the mental pressure brings him no way to rest.

　　 He hasn't closed his eyes for 31 hours.

　　 Since the opening of the market on Monday morning, he received orders from Shen Jiannan, he has been unable to sleep anymore.

　　 But he is not sleepy at all.

not at all.

　　Because, this is the battlefield.

　　 Taking a nap on the battlefield, it was joking about his life.

　　 Snap slap——

　　 Suddenly, the sound of leather shoes rubbing against the floor approached from far away. When William turned his head, he saw Yu Zheng with a simple face.

　　 "What did the boss say."

　　 "He asked you to break the Bank of England before nine o'clock tonight. If you can't do it, you can take yourself out on the street and sit on the steel pipe and rub the water."

　　 "......"

　　 A faint resentment appeared in William's blood-red eyes, this punishment was so cruel.

　　 But he hadn't thought about it. The last sentence was all added by Yu Zheng himself. What a way, Yu Zheng is too naive, who would have thought that this dog would be fooled.

　　 As Paul Jones said, in the market, what happened three seconds ago has nothing to do with him. Negative emotions will not help the outcome of the matter. Apart from adding a burden, it is of no benefit.

　　 I have released it to my heart's content. William has completely suppressed the blood on the waistband, and he used his reason to strip away the fear and boiling sensation brought by money.

　　 He is the highest person in charge of the trading department today, and he needs to take on his own responsibilities. But this is also an honor. It is probably the highest honor that traders all over the world can dream of.

　　 "Guys, play the war song."

　　 "Hallelujah"

　　 "Hallelujah",

　　 "......"

　　 The passionate melody sounded in the huge trading room. As the melody got higher and higher, all the traders present were involuntarily excited as if they had been beaten up.

　　 "Love Me China"

　　 "Athlete Rising Up, Female"

　　 "......"

　　 "Hallelujah"

　　 "......"

　　 "Build our country..."

　　 The lads of Huaxia sang the battle hymn of Capital One in Chinese to the melody; traders from other countries also hummed vigorously to the melody in English.

　　The magical melody in different languages, there is no sense of disobedience.

　　 A kind of boiling and excitement on the battlefield, so that the entire trading room actually has a sacred atmosphere.

　　 But sacred, it never means doing sacred things.

　　 Following the passionate melody, under William’s instructions, a group of numbers representing the devil was accidentally placed on the keyboard from the trader's hands, and then passed into the central quotation system.

　　2.7854 sell 666

　　2.7795, sell 666

　　......

　　 Leverage is a double-edged sword.

　　 When it can kill, it is more likely to hurt itself.

　　Used 1.2 billion pounds to leverage 12 billion levers. This crazy leverage effect makes Yulia Sidorov feel a huge pressure every time I think about it.

　　 By the way, you will get ten times the benefits, but if you are wrong, it will be hell.

　　 No outsiders were there anymore, and the woman's weakness could not be concealed. As Yu Zheng left, facing the price of sterling in the market, Yulia Sidorov seemed to have lost her strength and collapsed in Shen Jiannan's arms.

　　 "Shen. I'm so scared!"

　　 "What's so scary about this, don't worry."

　　 Shen Jiannan said indifferently, as a peg, he knew this was a suspenseless ending.

　　 Even if there were, all variables were obliterated before they even started.

　　The name Jiannan Akiyama, with the pride of the British and the news of the MI5 intelligence agency, is enough to eliminate the possibility of the British borrowing money from Japan, and the United States and the British are not fools, and it is impossible to borrow money from them.

　　 Putting aside these two major economic systems, there is no ally in the world who can help Britain out of its predicament.

　　If you have to say the reason, this can only be blamed on the British. If they help Italy instead of black hands, the South and West may be able to resist together, but now... it is already a foregone conclusion.

　　 "I'm worried about any changes, if the French make a move, or..."

　　 "France? If they dare to make a move, we can kill them all together. The Gallic chicken is not an idiot. At this time, give them a hundred boldness and dare not help the British.

　　 "But..."

　　 "......"

　　 This time, Shen Jiannan was not talking.

　　 On the catkin within his reach, there was a cold feeling. That feeling was as beautiful and freezing as if he had just been fished out of the ice.

　　 hurriedly diverted his gaze from the computer in the distance, Shen Jiannan finally discovered that, I don’t know when, Yulia Sidorov’s face has no blood, and the usual blushing lips have become a lot dull.

　　 Wealth is a very scary thing.

　　 Obviously, Yulia Sidorov was terrified.

The size of the position held by Capital One, Kamandi, and Geman has exceeded US$40 billion. With such a figure, if trucks are used for cash, a five-ton truck would require forty vehicles. More than one kilometer.

　　 Looking at Qina Kanowski again, those charming eyes were full of tension and restlessness. Although they tried to clenched their fists, the constantly moving fingers and the undulating panda still betrayed her true thoughts.

　　 "Baby. Relax, relax."

　　 "......"

　　 It was okay not to say Shen Jiannan. When they said that, the two women became more nervous. It was not surprising that a little bit of money was exchanged before, but knowing the real position size, the huge pressure makes people unable to breathe.

　　 "Shen. I'm so scared."

　　 "I can't breathe."

　　 "......"

　　As a man, what else can I say at this time.

　　 Shen Jiannan can only warm up the two frightened women with his own body temperature, and use gentleness to soothe their frightened hearts.

　　 But I can’t stop working.

　　 Busy, Shen Jiannan grabbed a finger of Yulia and tapped it on the keyboard!

Snapped--

Snapped--

Snapped--

　　 With the beating of the keyboard, a set of numbers was reported to the spot market quotation system and displayed on the Reuters screen.

　　666666666￡, sell.

　　 666,666,666 pounds.

The effect of such a large sale was simply stunned. Yulia Sidorov was like a frightened little fish, covering her mouth and screaming, her sky blue eyes were very useless and her eyes rolled. .

　　2.72.

　　 Just a single selling order was smashed, and the price of pound sterling to mark was smashed by 4000 basic points.

　　 This movement is so sudden.

　　This movement is so violent.

　　 is like a spear ripping through the core of the pound, triggering a series of chain effects.

　　 GBP to mark. 2.7189 sold 10000

　　 10,000 hands.

　　 sold for a full ten thousand lots.

　　 A series of 666 has just been crossed in the spot market, and a 10,000-lot sell order has been launched in the futures market.

　　 This is not a sale from William.

　　 But it’s not important anymore. Such a large selling order directly flattened all the buying orders below 2.72. The price of the UK in the futures market was bombarded below 2.72.

If the immediate sell-off of 666.66 million is a long gun~www.readwn.com~ then this ten thousand-handed sale is like a fuse. Before the market rebounds, a large sum of money The sale of pens immediately followed.

　　2.7186. Sell 666.

　　 2.7095, sold 666.

　　2.6996, sell 666.

　　...

　　 Then, the market was intertwined again.

　　 When the pound price was bombarded to 2.6996, there was a lot of buying in the market.

　　 2.7 buy, 10,000 lots.

　　2.7151, buy 10,000 lots.

　　2.7248, buy 10,000 lots.

　　 Under the large and large purchase contracts, the price of the pound rebounded again.

　　 Bank of England, Market Trading Department,

　　 Deputy Governor Eddie George screamed with a grim face.

　　 "Hold it. Be sure to hold it for me. This is our last chance. Follow up, below 2.73, sweep out all offers."

　　The traders were madly typing on the keyboard, holding their breath.

　　Everyone knows that Britain is now in a crisis of life and death. Once the former low falls, it will set a new historical low.

　　 At that time, no one knew what the pound would collapse.