Blackstone Code

At 2:30 in the evening, the train finally stopped slowly outside Bu Paine's Central Railway Station. Lynch took a deep breath as the few people flowed out from the station.

There is a smell in the dirty air that excites every cell. This is the smell of a big city!

In Sabine City, after eight o'clock in the evening, the streets are so dark that you can hardly see anything. Even in better areas, the dim street lights make people feel uneasy.

Except for a few central blocks that will be brightly lit all night, most areas will be as quiet as water after nightfall.

But look here, the whole city seems to be shining brightly. It is not ruled out that there are indeed some places that are very dark, but the sky in the center of the city in the distance seems to be daytime.

"Sir, do you want to use a car?" The taxi driver waiting outside the station asked.

Lynch glanced at him and couldn't help laughing, big cities are different from small cities, even taxi drivers dress differently.

Taxi drivers in Sabine City do not have any uniform clothing and accessories. They only need to pay for an operating license from the taxi management company to start taxi operations.

No one gave them any hard requirements, let alone clothing requirements, so when taking a taxi in Sabine City, you can always see a lot of strangely dressed drivers, especially in summer.

It is said that a driver was complained by a passenger for not wearing pants, and asked the driver and the management company to compensate her for mental damage. Yes, it was a female passenger. She thought she was insulted in a certain sense.

Look here, the taxi driver is wearing a black uniform, a big-brimmed hat, and white gloves, they look reassuring.

Lynch nodded and opened the car door for Vera.

Lynch didn't bring anything to salute, but Vera brought a suitcase. After the two got into the car, Lynch reported an address, Bupain Hotel, and the taxi driver immediately started the car.

Bupain Hotel is one of the best hotels in Bupain. It is mainly used to receive some important politicians and celebrities, and has also received some visiting foreign guests. Many people think that as long as people who live in Bupain Hotel , it must be a person with identity.

This stereotype has continued to this day. Even the taxi driver, when he heard that Lynch was going to stay at the Bu Payne Hotel, his attitude became a little better.

After about 20 minutes of driving, the entire street has turned from pitch black to bright. Looking at the bustling street outside the car window, Wei La was a little curious, "Is the law and order here good?"

Lynch looked at the driver, "Maybe Mr. Driver knows something."

After hearing this, the driver straightened his hat with one free hand. He had held back for more than ten or twenty minutes without speaking, which almost made him breathless, and now he finally felt comfortable, "Sir, Ma'am, Bu Paine was pretty safe in the past, but recently..."

Through the reversing mirror, Lynch saw the seriousness on his face, "There are more people wandering around on the street. During this time, there are many robberies every day. A few days ago, people were said to have died. "

"If it is not necessary, I suggest that you two should not go out at night."

After hearing this, Wei La felt a little emotional, "I didn't expect it to be the same everywhere!"

The driver seemed to be a little bit emotional, "It's getting more and more difficult now, whether it's here or other places, it's really the same everywhere!"

The driver of the taxi is a very talkative person. Under Lynch's questioning, he talked about some recent news about Bu Paine that was not known to the outside world, such as those bond victims from all over the country.

These victims will gather together and demonstrate outside the city hall, the exchange and some financial companies, which looks very lively.

While talking, the car stopped outside the magnificent Bu Pain Hotel. The doorman immediately opened the door and opened the luggage compartment to salute the passengers.

After paying the fare and a small tip, Lynch said goodbye to the taxi driver and entered the hotel gate. Looking at the backs of Lynch and Vera, the taxi driver couldn't help feeling that this is grace.

Some passengers will start to criticize after getting on the bus, and want to reduce the fare, they will brag on the bus, they will not respect the driver, let alone tip, the driver has seen many such people.

But there are very few people who take the initiative to tip and say "good night" to themselves with a smile. Maybe these two are some big shots, and only big shots have such a bearing. Maybe this can become a moment for him and his colleagues to brag topic.

The next morning, with the help of the hotel's wake-up service, Lynch got up on time. To his surprise, Vera got up earlier than him and was already waiting for him in the lobby.

After the two met and enjoyed a breakfast with BuPayne's characteristics in the restaurant, Lynch talked about the main work of coming to BuPayne this time.

When Vera heard that he was going to buy bonds, she couldn't help being surprised and said, "Are you crazy, those things are just waste paper now, did you make a mistake?"

Lynch smiled and said, "So this is a good time. I can buy these things back with the price of waste paper, and then wait for him to become valuable again."

Vera was taken aback immediately, "How much money do you plan to use to buy those bonds?"

Lynch smiled even more, "How much? No, no, dear, you misunderstood the meaning of the word 'acquisition' just now. I plan to pay by the pound."

"Didn't you say that it is almost waste paper?" Lynch swallowed the cheese ball in his mouth and clapped his hands, "Then give it a price that fits its positioning!"

Vera's head couldn't keep up with Lynch's thoughts and rhythm at all. She felt that this matter was unlikely to succeed, and the reason was very simple.

No matter how worthless those bonds are, they still have a "face value". Who knows if they will suddenly be able to cash in one day in the future, even if there is a one in ten thousand possibility, people are unlikely to really regard it as Throw it away like waste paper.

This is also a relatively mainstream idea. Anyway, these bonds are worthless, so why not keep them in your hands?

If this is just an isolated incident, then naturally Lynch will not do this, he will recover these bonds at a very low price according to the face value.

But the situation is different now, because the disaster has just begun, and people have not yet realized that the two sharp declines this month are not the end, they are not even the beginning.

After avoiding this topic, Lynch wiped his hands and stood up, "Anyway, let's see the situation first, maybe things may not go as smoothly as I imagined."

On Monday, before the three major exchanges opened, many people gathered outside the gates. The crash on Friday last week made these people lose their smiles. They stood outside the gates of the exchanges with heavy faces, talking in low voices. with.

The content is nothing more than to continue to wait and see, or to stop losses in time.

Everyone was seriously injured this time. Whether it was ordinary people or the rich, they all suffered heavy losses in the face of the stock market crash.

Ordinary people probably lost their savings and maybe some loans, while the rich evaporated their net worth in percentage terms.

There is a kind of black fear hidden in these people's hearts, and some people are even trembling slightly. The insignificance and powerlessness of human beings are vividly displayed at this time, and they are helpless in the face of such an obviously man-made disaster.

At nine o'clock, the exchange opened. Traders entered the market first, followed by all investors. All eyes were on the bulletin board.

At 9:20, the bulletin board began to flip, and the pre-market trading started, but everyone's expressions began to change drastically.

Pre-market trading refers to the trading behavior during the non-opening period. This trading behavior will determine the opening price of a stock that day, and to a large extent also indicates the general trend of a stock throughout the day.

At 9:29, the tumbling bulletin board had already made the trading hall look like a memorial service. In the last ten seconds, a stock was delisted, which intensified the pessimistic atmosphere.

At 9:30, almost all the traders are frantically selling all the stocks in their agency company accounts. Some time ago, no one wanted 9 yuan for 10 yuan a share, so eight yuan, seven yuan money……

As long as someone wants it, no matter how low the price is, it doesn't matter. In less than fifteen minutes, the Federal Industrial Index and the three major trading indexes plummeted almost like a cliff.

The shock caused by the financial market was far greater than the recession of the real economy. Before ten o'clock, everyone in the entire Federation knew what happened in Bu Paine through various channels.

Disaster has struck!

Countless torn pieces of confetti litter the place, these stocks have become less than waste paper, angry traders, investors have completely lost their minds.

The bottomless trend makes people feel more and more panic. No one knows when the bottom will be reached, and panic selling has formed.

At 10:10, the presidential cabinet issued an emergency presidential decree, requiring the three major exchanges to immediately stop trading in order to slow down the irrational panic selling behavior.

In addition, the press officer of the President's Cabinet held an urgent press conference, listing some of the wrong things to deal with, including that the federal government will use part of the reserve funds to pay for the pallet, so as to avoid a greater disaster.

Perhaps because the decision of the president and the cabinet gave investors some confidence, there was no significant decline after the market opened in the afternoon. After a short period of flatness, the Federal Industrial Index and the three major trading indexes showed a short-term rise instead.

The ever-increasing turnover rate gives people the illusion that everything is really going to get better, and they want to believe it.

However, all of this came to an abrupt end with a violent shock...