On the other side of the planet, Jane was about to board the edge-piercing machine. Nolan stood below, waving and smiling happily.
Jane glanced at him and noted his smile. Nolan shuddered inexplicably and immediately put away his smile, but trying to show sadness at this time seemed a bit too fake.
Jane suddenly received a message. She glanced at it, a little surprised, then turned around and stepped off the shuttle, saying: "The trip is cancelled."
"Not leaving?" Nolan asked in surprise.
"Yes."
"Why?" After saying this, Nolan realized that he had said the wrong thing.
Jane glanced at him calmly, like a lion who had just eaten its fill examining its next lunch, which instantly made Nolan break out in a cold sweat. She stood for a moment and said: "The issuance plan of 30 billion new lightyear bonds has just been announced."
"30 billion? Isn't it...impossible?"
"Yes, he swallowed the bait, very directly." Jane said.
"But, these, those two orders are too fake, is this okay? I thought we were just joking."
"Yeah, I thought so too. It seems that our opponent has a pretty big appetite and is not picky about food." Jane said as she walked towards the speeding car.
Nolan quickly followed and asked, "Then what should we do now?"
"Give him a bunch of junk orders and see how much his appetite improves. If he can swallow this batch of orders, that would be interesting. Do you remember that retarded building block game you played when you were a kid? ?”
"Tariq Cube?"
"Yes, it's a mental game where you put a cornerstone at the bottom and then keep placing it on top to see who can build it higher."
"Please! That's the most intuitive way to learn physics, not some stupid game."
"You don't need to study physics before getting a PhD, just read it once."
Jane's knife stabbed deeply into Nolan's self-esteem. He couldn't lift it up in one breath and said helplessly: "That's you...Okay, what do you want to say?"
Jian said calmly: "Chu Jungui and the banks around him are playing this game. Now they are almost finished. If we take away the bottom cornerstone, think about what will happen?"
Nolan's eyes lit up, "So your target is not Xino?"
"That idiot doesn't deserve my real anger. I'm only angry because I need to."
Nolan quickly recalled the whole incident and said, "Are you going to deal with Excalibur? They didn't seem to have offended you. Didn't they collaborate on a big project recently?"
"In that project, the role of the Excalibur has been exhausted, and then they will have no use. If a big thunder explodes here, I think they may not have the spare capacity to take such a large share. "
Nolan was stunned for a moment and then said: "I thought you had a very good relationship with their superiors...well, I was naive."
"Do your job." Jane got on the speedster.
"Wait, where can I find so many orders? I don't know any Star Thieves!" Nolan said anxiously.
Jane pointed to her head and closed the car window.
The car sped away, leaving Nolan standing there. He thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and connected to a friend's channel: "Hey, Nick! Yes, it's me, Nolan. I heard that you are doing education recently? Can you do me a little favor and find some students to write This is an exercise essay, the theme is to imitate the tone of a star thief to place an order... Haha! It’s very boring, but I don’t want something synthesized by artificial intelligence, can you help me? Okay, thank you!”
An hour later, Nolan received hundreds of Star Thief 'orders' one after another, all written manually and with different wording styles. Nolan didn't read it carefully, and directly forwarded it to his personal assistant, asking her to pick out dozens of letters that could be read, then disperse them to different star fields, and then send them to the designated mailboxes one after another.
In the Volcano Hotel, Chu Jungui looked at the orders one after another with some surprise. He didn't expect that Xino was quite capable. Although these star thieves are all small characters that I have never heard of, whether they are big or small is the same to Chu Jungui. As long as they can be used to borrow money, they are good star thieves.
He read them one by one, and except for two that he couldn't stand, he still dealt with the rest. Seriously, these so-called orders are similar to middle school student compositions, but the previous orders were not much better. How to turn these orders into bonds is naturally the task of the investment bank elites. With such high salaries, they must have the ability, attitude and appearance to match their salaries.
Turning middle school students' essays into impeccable and rigorous contracts is a reflection of their ability, just like a good chef can turn any expired seafood into delicious seafood soup.
Chu Jungui divided the orders into several parts. The largest part was still given to Yang Hui, and the others were given to all the bankers he had met.
This time, every corner of the entire capital market is busy. The continuous high-density issuance of Lightyear assets has attracted more and more people's attention. Several banks have followed suit and sold a lot of junk assets. Therefore, as soon as the new Lightyear bonds appeared, orders came in like a snowflake. At the same time, More bundled bonds followed.
Every minute and every second, massive amounts of money flow in the capital market, turning into numbers jumping on the screen. In the past few days, every jump in these numbers has caused excitement within Hengyuan and other banks. The performance of the bond department and asset processing department has been rising crazily, almost catching up with the craziest period of historical bubbles. According to this Trend, the historical record will definitely be broken in two days.
There was great excitement in the underwriting and issuance departments. Many people did not even go home and slept in the office just to see how many bonds they had sold as soon as they opened their eyes.
In the corridor of Hengyuan Bank, when the elites with bright faces met each other, they were already discussing whether the funds for this quarter would be 48 months' salary, or maybe more.
At this time, the Lightyear Group, which was born out of thin air, has been shrouded in a layer of golden light, which is dazzling. As for its own business, not many people care about it. As a celebrity once said, as long as the eggs are delicious, there is no need to get to know the hen.
The pressure should have been on the sales side at the end of the market, but the mixed bond ratings after adding light years are at least investment grade, and a few even reach level 3. Even the ratings of some big banks themselves are no more than this. Mathematics is so magical. Lightyear's unique business model makes it different from other bond characteristics, and there is almost no correlation. This is an excellent glue for reducing risks.
In the hands of those true elites, light years are like a piece of universal plasticine. The elites’ professional abilities and the huge network behind them can make this piece of plasticine become whatever they need. For example, if it is dried and ground into powder, it can be turned into washing powder; if it is put into a test tube, it can be turned into a sample of chemical weapons.
The so-called customization on demand is the essence of the service industry.
