American Fortune Life

In the lounge in the office of the president of Gaia Investment Consulting Company, Lulana, who was only wearing a translucent silver-gray ultra-short suspender dress, was sitting on a sofa stool beside her, lazily turning off the phone that she had just turned off. The hair dryer was thrown aside.

Looking at the extremely ruddy face in the mirror, she couldn't help blinking a few times, thinking of Andy's excited appearance when torturing her, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she tilted the long hair that was just blow-dried almost hanging on the carpet Bringing her head back in front of her body, she divided it into two strands, and began to skillfully divide half of her hair into three strands, braiding it.

Click——

"It's breakfast, why haven't you packed it yet?" He was wearing a white lapel shirt with rolled up sleeves, a black tun straight skirt and a hollow black silk skirt. Tory Black pushed the door and came in, looking at it with a relaxed look. Lulana, who was taking care of her hair in a hurry, couldn't help frowning and asked.

Lulana didn't look back, she just looked at Tori through the mirror, and said with some disdain: "I want you to take care of it!"

"You damn girl! How dare you talk back..."

Seeing Tory Black rushing forward with his teeth and claws open, Lulana hid from the sofa, looked down at Tory angrily, and taunted: "The untrustworthy bitch made me an elk all night, let's What did you say before? Shameless, huh, how about it, it’s not bad to be helped by the elk to help the big devil take your Urinepants? Don’t try to bully me again!”

"I'm so pissed off, you little bitch who doesn't know how to be grateful, see if I don't take care of you well..." Tori's pretty face suddenly turned red, and he threw himself at Lulana, who was jumping around and dodging, for a while. Chickens and cats jumped in the lounge.

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Andy pushed open the door and saw Lulana, who was only wearing a suspender dress that was about to fall off, her hair was a little messy, holding a twisted braid in her hand, and angrily broke away from the uncontrollable Tory Black, and couldn't help wrapping her arms, Leaning on the door frame slowly appreciate it.

"Let go—" Lulana broke free of the braid from Tori's hand, turned around nimbly and got hurt, jumped up and hung on Andy's body, and began to complain with an aggrieved face, "Honey, she bullied again I..."

"Hehe, why did I see you on it? Well, stop making trouble, go get dressed, you little lunatic." Andy supported the coquettish Lulana, kissed her, and patted her Shoot, teased.

"You little bitch, just wait for me!" Tory Black gritted his teeth angrily with a feverish face.

"Hmph! I'm afraid of you, my dear. I'll help you catch her. You...take her..." Lulana, who turned her beautiful eyes, began to provoke Andy, and the annoyed little assistant grabbed her. her hair.

"Okay, stop messing around, go get dressed, and after breakfast, I'll send you to the airport, just in time to arrive in Montana before dark, and spend Christmas Eve with your family."

Andy stopped the two women who were fighting with their teeth and claws. He naturally knew why the two of them were in a group. Almost ruined the Christmas Warrior.

"Hmph!" Tory Black gave Lulana a white look, untied his hair, and combed it again.

"You are stupid enough..." Andy laughed as he looked at the reluctant assistant.

"Who knew that this dead girl has such great strength." Tori complained a little depressed while laying out breakfasts in front of Andy.

Lulana, who came out wearing a blue slim dress with a princess skirt, smiled coquettishly and sat directly in Andy's arms, stretched out her arms around his neck, and began to make Tori's teeth itch with hatred. Tired of breakfast time.

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"Okay, stop dawdling. I'll have someone take you to the airport. You can fly directly to Montana in a private jet and spend time with your family. Let's go." Andy patted Lula who was stuck on him and refused to let go. Na, bowed her head and kissed her red chun, exhorted.

"Well, thank you, my dear, for everything..." Lulana sent incense again, and was finally dragged out of the office by Toli reluctantly.

Andy breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and sniffed the shirt on his body, shook his head involuntarily, walked into the lounge, looked at the clothes thrown everywhere on Daiso, and the bed sheets with maps drawn in the corner, took off He took off his Chanel-scented shirt and changed into a new one. After tidying up, he walked out of the office.

In the lobby of Liberty City Company, which has been rearranged to form a circular arc, the LCD wall directly opposite has already displayed various financial data such as the price of gold.

Bardstone was sitting at a desk around the center, with his white shirt sleeves rolled up, his eyes fixed on the time numbers displayed on the LCD wall, while other traders looked at him excitedly , waiting for his order.

"Bloomberg, April 4th, affected by investors' profit-taking and other factors, the exchange rate of the U.S. dollar against other major Western currencies continued to fall in the London exchange market on the 4th... The gold futures due in February 2008 closed at 811.5 U.S. dollars per ounce, Down $4.80 from the previous session..."

"Major exchanges in some European countries and Canada and other countries are closed due to holidays. Affected by this, the New York foreign exchange market may also be lightly traded today. Analysts believe that the dollar exchange rate fell as investors took profits near the end of the year. . . ”

"Turn off the real-time news report!" Bardstone's hoarse and clear voice rang out. As soon as he finished speaking, the real-time news window on the large-screen LCD wall was immediately turned off.

"It's started! According to the plan, the first three groups have a trading quota of ten lots each, and the remaining seven groups, start buying!"

Andy sat on the boss chair, staring intently at the real-time price of spot gold on the LCD wall in front of him jumping up and down by pennies and pennies, and beside his ears were dozens of people typing keyboards and jogging at the same time. The rattling sound of the mouse.

This method of using continuous hand-changing transactions to create market activity is not new, but it is very useful. This is to create a scene of rising gold prices and attract investors, more precisely, to attract hot money and followers. Someone will pick up the order when the shipment is pushed up. This time is not long or short.

The key is to see that the forces who want to sit in the dealership are reluctant to make a game, and Andy's temporary intention naturally does not have a lot of time to make a layout, so the method will inevitably be simple and rude, with traces to follow, and the risk will increase countless times.

However, Andy has enough bargaining chips in his hand, 174 tons of gold, more than 6.13 million ounces of spot gold hitting the market, even if those forces who want to snipe the gold price join, it is enough for them to drink a pot, not to mention, those forces who want to take advantage are not Enter, who will take Andy's order?

"One group hangs 100 hands, try your firepower!" Bardstone shouted suddenly.

Andy also stood up from the boss chair, looking at the 100 lots that appeared on the selling column after the LCD wall was refreshed, the whole hall fell into silence.

One second, two seconds. . .

After more than ten seconds, the displayed number is cleared.

"Eat it!"

Andy let out a heavy sigh of relief, a big force entered the arena.

"continue!"

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At the same time, the market trading department of the adjacent Bank of America headquarters building is also full of people.

"Boss, they're starting to move!"

Kenneth, who was leaning on the partition board, stopped chatting, opened the boss chair and sat in front of the computer, asking, "Do you know what they want to do?"

"At present, it seems that it is pumping up shipments, but it always feels weird. It seems that it wants to attract the attention of other funds, which is easy to be sniped..."

"Sniped?" Kenneth frowned tightly. He didn't believe that Andy Smith wouldn't be clear about this. Since he was clear, he was deliberately attracting other people to hedge against him.

"No! What's the current February gold futures price?" Kenneth's eyes lit up suddenly, and he asked in a sharp voice.

"$809..."

"Boss, Gaia Corporation!" Lewis couldn't help reminding hastily.

"Go and check, whether Gaia has opened two-way options..."

"Boss, there must be nothing wrong, the linkage effect, spot gold hits the price of gold..."

"Tens of thousands of buy orders were dropped in seconds..."

Lewis said with a dignified expression: "He started shipping!"

"Find out Gaia's funds, double options, short the gold futures that expire in February... Keep an eye on all the capital flows of Andy Smith!" Kenneth knew that this is not the time for him to hesitate, ride and snipe, He preferred to believe that Andy Smith would not fail easily, so he chose to help him without hesitation by shorting gold futures. Of course, being able to make money is the most important thing.