Traveling at the same time, creating the door of truth

After getting off the plane, Bai Mo held a pure black briefcase and reached out to stop a taxi on the roadside.

Ever since the white foam in Japan began to spread itself, and replaced it by taking over the body, creating a new self.

The consumption of Bai Mo in the Shanghai laboratory has been greatly reduced, and the speed of cloning oneself, developing evolutionary drugs, etc. can be slowed down. The original speed of consuming millions of funds a week has now eased slightly.

"Master, go to Wall Street." Bai Mo spoke English proficiently.

The driver was a white man with blue eyes. He drove expertly towards the location Bai Mo mentioned.

"Sir, you seem to be looking for a job."

The driver chatted while driving.

Bai Mo shook his head, and then replied: "Find someone to cooperate."

"Oh." The driver looked at the rearview mirror and tried to determine Bai Mo's specific identity.

First of all, with this coat and briefcase, he seems to be a social elite, and the money for clothing is not cheap.

"Cooperate?"

"I didn't expect you to achieve such an achievement at such a young age."

Bai Mo accepted the driver's greeting with a smile, and said politely: "This is all with her help."

Her English words made the driver recognize that she was a woman.

So, is life considered a complete achievement?

Thoughtfully, the driver stepped on the accelerator and changed the road.

Bai Mo looked at the nearby scene and asked thoughtfully: "It seems very empty here."

"No one lives there?"

"Ha." The driver laughed twice, and then said: "Of course it's empty. The houses here were bought by young people with loans. They relied on the mortgages of their houses to get bank loans and lived and drank."

“Not at all down to earth and hard work.”

Hearing the driver's words, Bai Mo made a guess and continued to ask: "The houses in this neighborhood are repaired to a level that can be lived in for forty years, but they are so desolate."

"Will it be more serious in other places?"

"Who knows? Anyway, this is not what we think about. The old men in the White House waved their hands, and ordinary people like us suffered."

"I hope these chaotic policies can be improved, especially parking fines should be reduced by half..."

"arrive."

The driver chatted a lot with Bai Mo, and then he stopped not far from Wall Street.

Wall Street, a large street extending from Broadway to the East River in southern Manhattan, New York City.

It is only one-third of a mile long and 11 meters wide. The streets are narrow and short, with only 7 sections from Broadway to the East River, but it is famous throughout the world as the "Financial Center of the United States".

The management offices of banking, insurance, shipping, railway and other companies established by the American Rothschild Group, Morgan Group, Rockefeller Oil King, Goldman Sachs Group and DuPont Group are concentrated here.

The famous New York Stock Exchange is also here and is still the headquarters of several major exchanges: such as Nasdaq, American Stock Exchange, New York Futures Exchange, etc.

Of course, today's Wall Street refers more to a group of highly concentrated monopoly capital groups that spread outward from the original "Wall Street" - mixed-race families.

Bai Mo knew very well that in this real world of dragons, the giant group established by Henkel and the mixed-race families behind him was now the essence of Wall Street.

Stopping, Bai Mo headed straight towards the place he had already agreed on.

After walking up the stairs, passing through the elevator, and the flow of people coming and going in these corridors, I arrived at my destination in a short time.

"Hello." Walking to the appointed person, Bai Mo introduced himself: "I am Mr. Bai."

English name.

The person Bai Mo made an appointment with was a barefooted man with short brown hair, black eyes, and wearing ordinary clothes.

——Barry, Thain Capital, the operator of a hedge fund with hundreds of millions of dollars.

"Hello."

After a brief meeting and exchanging information, the two walked to a separate small room.

The decoration here is overall, and there are all kinds of items. It can be said that everything is available.

Bai Mo sat on the leather sofa, opened his briefcase, then turned on his computer and pushed a series of contents in front of him.

Barry checked the information on the computer.

These numbers and patterns are very complex and bloated, and the information in them is in units of tens of thousands.

If other people saw this information, they would probably think it was a joke. But these are the best words for Barry, who has been proficient in mathematics since childhood and has a sincere personality.

Anyone can lie to you, but not data.

Mathematics will not lie to you.

"Please allow me to check the information." Barry said politely.

"certainly."

Bai Mo just sat quietly, waiting for his verification.

One copy, two copies, thousands of pieces of information were gathered together like a sea of ​​stars, and then formed the answer he wanted.

These are all true.

After reading it, Barry already understood what Bai Mo meant.

This person who found himself through the Internet is trying to do something big that will shake this country!

Become a big short seller by shorting the mortgage market.

"I checked the underlying funds of 20 major banks and determined that 85.67% of the people who took out loans were people who were unable to repay the loans. They were buying a house with a loan and then mortgaged it with the bank to buy a new house."

Houses have become a commodity that can be traded like data.

"But houses have limits. The land, industrialization level, total commodity volume, social productivity, and even resident labor indicators, national policies, etc. in the United States make it impossible for houses to cycle endlessly."

The bank provides money and invests 100 million to buy houses for people.

According to the repayment logic of thirty or forty years, this is a long-term benefit.

But if this set of bonds is packaged and sold to the next person, the bank will receive part of the principal and so-called interest.

The receiver will receive part of the interest on the loan corresponding to the home buyer and will also take over the corresponding bonds.

It's not complicated, it's simple.

The so-called bond transfer is actually a reasonable and legal secret method to quietly seize the country's wealth.

Barry lowered his head and clasped his hands together.

He looked at the glass wall beside him and looked at the traffic and crowds outside the window.

“The entire real estate industry is built up of piles of junk stocks.”

It was already crumbling.

Even if you don't have yourself, or find your own Mr. Bai.

This thunder buried tomorrow will definitely explode. At that time, the sky will collapse and the earth will collapse, and this country will spread a financial crisis that will affect the world!

Short, what is the upper limit of short selling?

Is it a company, a group, an industry, a country... or a financial body composed of global federations.

Bai Mo stretched out his hand and invited: "This is a fortune, isn't it?"

"Of course." Barry nodded and smiled.

The two of them coincidentally thought of how to perfect this idea and combine the preliminary content into a huge union.

"By the way, the Shinomiya Group in Japan is also willing to join."

"Okay." Barry didn't say anything.

With such a huge benefit, even if he could eat it to the fullest, he would not be able to take it all. Even if the Shinomiya family joined in, it would be the same.

When interests are not compromised, cooperation partners will naturally be happy with each other.

Recommend a movie - The Big Short.

After reading it, the author really found that this is the sharpest sword.