Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Thailand, Bangkok.

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

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"Hey guys, the boss just gave an order that we need to close out one-third of the company's position today. Now, let's act. Come up with your speed and do it for me."

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

The sound of clattering keyboards resounded densely in the classroom.

It's like raindrops hitting the iron sheet, very rhythmic.

Summer is always a rainy season, and Thailand, which has a tropical rainforest climate, often has continuous rainstorms.

The Thais were surprised to find out.

The weather has changed.

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

Bangkok Stock Exchange.

Kawang looked at a stock in the central area, his eyes were full of blood red.

Chiang Mai Electric sold 300,000 plants.

Like a huge thunder thrown into the water, 300,000 plants were sold, and the price of Chiang Mai Electric was dropped by 3%.

Randomly, countless small orders flocked to buy, and the price rose by 1%.

But then, another sale order for 300,000 plants was placed, and the price of Chiang Mai Machinery and Electric was smashed.

A drop of five percent.

Kawang has a feeling of being overwhelmed by the dog. Recently, he has carefully studied the Japanese candlestick chart and trend trading. From the technical chart, Chiang Mai Electromechanical is one of the stocks with the best trend 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 the hell is going on now.

If you are long, it will collapse if you say it.

No one knew Kawang's feelings. In the trading room of Capital One in Bangkok, Thomas Conn commanded the operation slowly with a cup of coffee.

With the size of the company's current position, throwing it out will definitely cause a short-term turmoil in the market. If you don't take the opportunity to go short, you will be sorry for the chips sold by the company.

Anyway, what the boss said was to close out one-third of the current position, and he didn't say that he would not allow opening a position.

"SET, sell 500 short orders at the current price."

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

"Thai Telecom sold one million plants."

"SET, add one thousand empty orders."

"Thai oil, sold 300,000 plants."

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

As Capital One's positions were sold crazily regardless of cost, Thailand's SET index was smashed down by 1%. In itself, the first capital holds all heavyweight shares, and this move immediately caused a linkage in the market.

sell, sell.

Like a shark smells blood, like a rabbit smells crisis. Many individual stocks in the market have panicked orders, followed by continuous selling.

No warning, no news.

However, as the market price went down, the half-hour K-line of the SET index became a downtrend, and its standard deviation from the trend triggered a number of short-term systematic selling orders.

red!

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

821, 819, 810, 799, 788

In a bucket shop.

Chachai stared at the numbers on the computer, dumbfounded.

He is broke.

Five minutes ago, he earned 10,000 baht, but now he is bankrupt.

It's like a nightmare.

Chachai could hardly believe his eyes.

Like Chachai, there were many people who were stunned. Who would believe that in just three hours, the stock market dropped by more than 30 points, a drop of nearly 4%.

"Ha ha!"

A maniacal laugh was especially harsh in a small bucket shop.

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

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

He also didn't expect that the company would accidentally crash the market just by shipping goods to increase short profits.

What the hell is this.

Conn couldn't help but slander.

But things have come to this, what else can be done, the market has become like this, it will be impossible to stop it for a while, it is easy to smash it down, let alone God knows why it collapsed.

Rich experience allowed Conn to make the quickest choice.

A market downturn is very detrimental to the company's positions. It is necessary to hedge against potential crises to find out what is the reason.

"SET, add 3,000 lots."

Sell, sell, sell again.

As if it was sunny and cloudy, the central big screen of the Bangkok stock market turned blood red.

It fell sharply, 4.5%.

At the close of trading in the afternoon, news came out from the market that the Democratic Party of Thailand strongly criticized General Su Jin for his corrupt behavior in the cabinet. There is evidence that General Su Jin had improper relationships with many women during his administration, which seriously damaged 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 face and dim eyes walked tremblingly on the street. She followed the chaotic demonstrators on the street and quietly walked into a remote alley.

A cul-de-sac with a bald-headed Englishman in it.

"Mr. John. Keeping you waiting."

Um?

Hearing the familiar voice, Robert was stunned for a moment. He looked outside the alley, and there was only an old woman, and the person who was waiting had not yet arrived.

Damn it.

Is it an auditory hallucination?

"Mr. John. It's me."

Like hell.

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

It was Nava Estafel's voice.

But she realized something on her face, and Robert couldn't believe his own judgment.

Now this face is completely different from the Nawa Estafel he has seen. His old face was full of wrinkles, his fair skin was also wrinkled and disgusting, and even his sapphire-like eyes became dull.

This is all a real old woman.

"Are you that baby?"

"it's me."

The baby's familiar voice came out of the old woman's mouth. The charming voice combined with her old and lifeless eyes gave people an illusion of confusion.

"How did you become like this?"

Hit Gorbachev, get Gorbachev off the stage—

The voices of the demonstrations were shouting.

Nava Estafel smiled wryly.

Today is the day of the KGB operation. If she doesn't leave, maybe she won't have a chance.

"That's the only way I can leave, isn't it?"

"All right."

Robert handed over a bag of things he had prepared, holding a slip of paper with a number in his hand.

"When you arrive in Hong Kong, call this number. 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. "

"Thanks!"

After Robert left.

Nawa Estafel glanced at the number on the note, and swallowed it directly.

For her, she already has the ability to never forget.

He opened the bag in his hand and took a look. A trembling old woman was walking slowly on the street, like a dead tree that was turbid and dying, and would fall down at any moment.

soon.

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

"Finland."

at the same time.

A burly man with a beard and red complexion walked into the Leningrad Airport. He pushed aside the crowd and walked to the ticket window.

"Give me a ticket to Sweden."

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

The next day, the army surrounded the Krem Palace. The Minister of Defense, the Chairman of the KGB, the Vice President and several important officials jointly entered the presidential palace to stage a coup.

Huaxia Zhuge City, Shenzhuang.

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

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

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

"Haha! If he dares, I will deal with him."

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

"Obasan"

crowd front.

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

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

Shen Jiannan's eyes were full of smiles.

What is the eyes of the world.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, this fellow couldn't help but forcefully hugged Shen Yimei and kissed her.

The audience roared with laughter.

They are all from Shenzhuang, and each family doesn't know who's family affairs.

These two brothers and sisters were childhood sweethearts, and they got married sooner or later. Now, the young couple have a strong love for each other, which made everyone laugh for a while.

"Meizi. Why don't you go to study in Hong Kong with me."

"No. I'm going to Huahai."

"Why?"

"I won't tell you."

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

After thinking about it, the guy lowered his head and whispered.

"Let's go to Hong Kong with me, or what if I get pregnant."

Shen Yimei's face turned red from embarrassment, and her heart was also moved, but thinking of what Lu Xinyue said, she still dispelled the impulse in her heart.

Shen Jiannan was helpless.

But thinking about going to Shanghai next month, I didn't force it anymore.

Gradually, a group of people arrived at the entrance of the village.

Li Xiuyue, who had been ignoring Shen Jiannan, couldn't bear it anymore, pulled her son aside, and said in a low voice.

"You can handle your affairs on your own, but a woman's whole life is actually to live for her children and her family, work hard, and strive to bring me a few grandchildren when I come back during the Chinese New Year."

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Mom, why are your brain circuits so magical?

Shen Jiannan didn't know what to say.

Soon, the Audi car honked its horn and drove away slowly. Looking at the car going away, the smile on Li Xiuyue's face gradually disappeared.

The mother is worried when the son travels thousands of miles, let alone going to a foreign country. Although along the way, Li Xiuyue did not show any reluctance.

But as a mother, why not worry.

It's just that the son is an adult, and there is his world outside. As a mother, I only hope that he can be safe and sound when he spreads his wings and flies high.

Hong Kong, Yau Ma Tei Police Station.

Peng San was sitting in a reception room, looking at Liang Guodong sarcastically.

Shen Jiannan told him before that the Hong Kong community is backed by the royal support of the British government. He still doesn't fully believe it, but now, he has to believe it.