Paul Lane is the team leader of the market development department of the Majia Company. Their team of eight people is responsible for the feedback of the company's products in Manila, Luzon.
More than half a year ago, he was dragged by his boss to register an offshore financial company in Barrie, Gaul.
Seeing that in addition to the $10,000 and the repeated assurances from his boss that this was a good opportunity for him to be promoted, he finally agreed.
He looked at the financial company that showed himself and several other employees from the same group as shareholders and said nothing.
The company was just an ordinary leather company. After one day, he forgot about the matter. Originally, he was not a person who liked to get to the bottom of various problems. As long as he was not cheated, he would do whatever his superiors said. .
Until a week ago, the boss approached Paul again and said that the company had a mission and sent him to be a coachman.
Paul followed the team to the Coachman without any other ideas, but it was a little strange. The people who went to the Coachman this time were all white people, and the leader was also a white man, Guo Da Frank Martin from the Department of Transportation. .
There were people from various departments in the team, so he couldn't figure out what he was going to do with the coachman?
But he quickly put this behind him. As he said before, he is not a person who likes to get to the bottom of things. As long as he is not cheated, he will not pay attention to those things. He will do whatever his superiors tell him. .
And he found that the entire team with him were people like him who didn't like to be troublesome, including the team leader Frank.
After the coachman arrived, what greeted them was not the job they imagined, but an Eastern European mixed-race beauty named Eva who placed them at Fallen Angel.
To be honest, Eva is so beautiful. Everyone except Frank was attracted by Eva's tall figure and long legs wearing silk stockings along the way.
Oh, how rude we were!
And is Frank a frigid person who just glanced at him and stopped paying attention?
Eva actually looked at him twice with a serious expression, maybe because she didn't expect that her charm did not attract him.
They put their luggage in their respective rooms, and after gathering in a presidential suite filled with servers and computers, Eva finally told them their mission.
Shorting GBP and Lira? !
Oh, God!
The boss must be crazy!
Although their company has successfully become a leading enterprise in the clothing industry in Southeast Asia.
Um?
etc!
He seemed to remember that their company was not just a clothing business, well, that wasn't the point.
The point is, are the group of Titanium shareholders on the board of directors and the boss who is also a Titanium man going to short-sell the pound? !
Although their company is a giant to ordinary people, it is just a pitiful little ant compared to the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets.
Oh my God!
This is a really good idea to commit suicide.
Maybe those board members have grudges against Niu Guo, but they can’t lose their minds!
But before Paul and his group started to object, Eva directly told them that a position of 14 billion pounds had been prepared for them to operate this time.
Everyone's legs went weak when they heard this number.
The thought of rejecting became more serious. They still knew how much they weighed. If they were forced to do so, they would mess up the matter.
The loss was not tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, but at least billions of dollars!
Oh my God!
How many times can you kill yourself with so much money?
But, damn Frank and Eva!
Paul still remembers the look in their eyes, and he couldn't describe it, but he just felt that if his group didn't agree, the outcome would probably not be too good.
The other party has definitely killed people before!
I had no choice but to agree for the sake of my own life.
Then, as if he knew the concerns of his group, Frank explained to them the specific operational details.
Phew~
They all breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. First of all, everyone's reward, one million US dollars, was transferred on the spot.
Frank then introduced them to a trading software.
When Paul saw this software, his first thought was: This is the devil's tool!
devil!
devil!
This is software that must have been created by the devil!
With just one click of the mouse, you can achieve the goal of sending five hundred transaction requests to the exchange per second!
Oh, God!
Forgive my ignorance!
Although Paul doesn't usually go out to play with these things in person, he still has basic common sense about these things.
First of all, you have to go through various tedious steps to successfully conduct a transaction.
But now?
One click of the mouse, five hundred orders per second? !
The person who created this software even took into account the fact that the exchange server may not be able to withstand such a high frequency of information transmission, and the number of orders per second can actually be adjusted by itself.
Moreover, the transaction amount of each order is random. This software divides fifty orders into a group, and you only need to set a fixed range for the transaction amount of each group of orders.
After sending it out, the software will randomly select a number within the range, and then the effect on the exchange will be that fifty people suddenly place orders at the same time.
Moreover, this software has also set up a macro, so that one person can operate ten different accounts at the same time, but with just one click of the mouse, ten accounts will conduct transactions of different amounts in the same range at the same time.
No wonder they have to move so many servers over. Ordinary computers probably can't afford this software.
what is this?
It is completely a slaughtering machine that harvests retail investors!
Imagine that the general market trend has been determined, and you have opened a position and are ready to make a profit, but suddenly a large number of orders are taken and the herd effect is caused, so that traders have no time to notify themselves, and the system automatically closes the position.
Fortunately, he doesn't play futures or stocks!
Frank then told them that the superiors would give on-site and real-time command at that time, and all they had to do was follow the orders from the superiors.
It is estimated that there is still a week before the operation starts. Everyone is not allowed to leave Fallen Angel within this week, but all consumption items within Fallen Angel will be paid for by the boss.
After hearing this, everyone finally relaxed. Isn't this the same as usual?
They will do whatever it says above, just go and have fun now.
After an indescribable week, everyone seemed to be holding their waists and looking listless, but everyone seemed to be in a good mood.
This morning it was finally time to take action, and the goal was to short the lira.
Everyone was in the presidential suite and followed the electronic sound instructions on the radio in the room to perform step-by-step operations.
Then they witnessed the miracle of the lira plummeting 10% in one day.
Is this really what we did?
Oh my god!
We are just laymen with some common sense, but now we can actually control the life and death of a sovereign country's currency? !
Praise the devil, I've never felt so good!
Although this was done under the command of others, Paul and the others still felt a huge sense of accomplishment, and at the same time they were even more in awe of the person who wrote this software.
Regarding tomorrow's pound, a group of people no longer have to worry about what will go wrong. As long as they have this software, Cricket Ingolan Bank still wants to prevent the depreciation of the pound?
Just wait and die!
Oh, I hope Norman and Sister Mei can sleep well tonight.
"Okay, boys, take a rest and recuperate, and prepare to kill Ingolan Bank tonight!"
"I know! We will definitely kill Ingoland Bank!"
A group of people, led by Frank, shouted excitedly.
After a while, the group of people went back to their respective rooms to rest, while Frank sat in front of the computer and connected to a video, with Chen Yi's childish face displayed on the screen.
"Boss, everything is ready."
"Okay, Frank, what do you think of them?"
"How should I put it? I have a strong execution ability and little curiosity. I never care about things other than the task, just like me before."
After Frank said this, he was also sighing in his heart, where did Chen Yi find so many people with this kind of personality.
It seems that many employees of the vest company also have this kind of personality. Even the board members, except Chen Taotao, who was new here a year ago, also have this personality. The entire company is completely controlled by the boss through Chen Taotao.
"As long as you think it's okay, you should go to rest early. There's still a tough battle to be fought soon."
"Okay, Boss!"
After disconnecting the video link, Frank also returned to his room, took a shower and fell into a deep sleep.
Eva will take care of everything else. He only needs to keep an eye on the dozen or so people in the vest company.
