blackstone code

Chapter 1150 Small Collective [This chapter is jointly named by all book friends-11]
"This is definitely not the end!"

Seeing the increasing numbers on his financial account, Lynch said lightly.

Lyme on the side didn't know what this sentence meant, he just subconsciously thought that there might be other changes.

Yes, that's right, other changes.

There are many reasons for the sharp drop in silver prices, and Gefra's ruling class gave the Federation an assist with a tacit understanding.

The two world powers, the latter said that the two most powerful countries in the world suddenly announced a move against silver, who can withstand this pressure?
Even this is no longer pressure, but lethality!

As long as Gefra and the Federation block the waterway, silver will rot in everyone's hands. They are fully capable and have excuses to do so!
No one can resist the pressure of two world powers at the same time, so people naturally choose to let go.

The more you earn, the faster you let go.

Mr. Patu had cleared all his silver ingots in various ways as early as early May, and others owed him favors because of this—he gave it away at a price lower than the transaction price.

People have to be sympathetic because they took advantage of Mr Patou.

But they might not think so now, especially since Mr. Patou is also a Federal.

But... so what?
The favor owed is always a favor, and no one can erase it. As long as he needs it, these people have to pay it back, otherwise it will become very troublesome.

It's like when an ordinary worker calls a person a scoundrel, this sentence is more like a vent of anger.

But if a well-known high-ranking person with considerable social influence and authority says so, then it is tantamount to "sentencing".

The same words, spoken in different populations, have completely different effects.

After Mr. Patu sold the silver, he started to eat gold. Lynch didn't talk to him about the gold issue, and he could sense this trend with his keen perception.

It's not just Mr. Patow, Mr. Wardrick, and other such bigwigs who are quietly buying gold.

While buying, they continue to smash the market. They want to ensure that the price of gold will get lower and lower, so that they can eat more gold at a lower price!

Lynch came back to his senses, he threw the pencil he was playing with on the table, and turned to look at Lime, "After the gold pressure plate disappears, all operations will stop."

Once the pressure plate disappears, it means that the six major banks and the federal government have almost eaten, and it does not make much sense to continue to eat. On the contrary, it will make people wary of him because they eat too much and the food looks ugly.

Seeing that Lynch was about to leave, Lime followed closely behind, and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Lynch, why did the collapse of silver collapse so completely?"

"In just one day, it plummeted from [-] yuan to [-] yuan. Is this speed too fast?"

He didn't have any questions about why the price fell so quickly from "19 yuan". This kind of question is too naive.

The spot transaction at the international port will never stop. No matter how "virtual" it is in finance, there must be something "real".

The transaction price is the "actuality" of futures.

The quotations of international ports and ports will be aggregated to the exchange every once in a while, so even if someone wants a pallet, they can't hold it!

Ports all over the world are frantically shipping silver, who can catch it?

I can't hold it at all, there is a new price almost every minute, and I can't stop it at all!
Lynch glanced at him and said with a smile, "This is national power!"

Standing in the doorway, he turned and stopped, looked at Rhyme, and flicked him on the shoulder like dust.

"Have a party, like before, at the company's expense, let the lads relax, victory belongs to us, and it belongs to them!"

"No need to send it, let's go back."

As he spoke, he turned and entered the elevator, disappearing from Rhyme's sight.

Lime knew that silver was going to fall, but he didn't expect it to fall so fast. He originally thought that there might be a fight. After all, a market with a scale of [-] billion should not be lost so completely.

The two sides should fight wits and bravery, you come and go, just like fencing, attack and defend back and forth, and finally compete for the winner.

Unexpectedly, from the very beginning, winning or losing has been determined, and the speed is so fast.

He can't quite understand why "state power" is so terrible. Shouldn't it be said that market rules are the only truth in the market?

He still doesn't understand, and he may never understand in his life.

In addition to this, there is actually a more important factor, and that is the human heart.

It's like a desperate race, you don't need to be first, you just need to run faster than most people.

Throughout the whole day's development, when those international investors realized that things were irreversible, they began to liquidate their positions as soon as they realized that no one would cling to it.

The mine owners also began to ship goods one after another, which exacerbated the speed of the plunge.

They were all racing against time, and finally some of them ran away, while the rest completely sank into the abyss.

More than half of Lynch’s proceeds from the entire process were invested in spot gold acquisitions. He would choose physical delivery for these transactions, and he needed these golds as an important reliance for future development.

Today, people realize that silver cannot replace gold after all, so tomorrow, it will be gold's turn to speak!

Crazy young people at crazy parties have the same thought as the losers on the side of the road - "This is incredible!"

But the feelings of the two sides are completely different!
Lynch did not drive home, but went to the Department of International Affairs, here tonight, there will be a very special meeting that will change world history!
At eight o'clock, Lynch came to the International Affairs Department on time, and the gentleman who opened the door for him smiled and led him into a meeting room.

He was placed in the last seat.

It's not that the person who arranged the seats looked down on him, but that today he plays more of a witness than a participant.

Diplomatic ambassadors from [-] countries participated in the meeting, including Gefra diplomats. They sat here with serious faces, looking down at some documents, or chatting quietly.

A staff member walked up to Lynch, delivered the documents to him, and told him some precautions for the next step.

With the arrival of [-]:[-], Mr. Truman opened the door in formal attire.

He went straight to his seat and sat down, "Sorry, I have dealt with some urgent matters just now, so everyone has been waiting for a long time."

There was some noise in the room, and then everyone packed up, straightened their backs, and looked at Mr. Truman.

He smiled at first, and his smile was very friendly. People who engage in diplomacy should not make people think that this person is not a good person.

"We have foiled a conspiracy, a conspiracy known as the Silver Alliance, and we have saved the world from the conspirators once again!"

The atmosphere at the scene was very good. Lynch felt that the writer of this manuscript was quite good, and the expression was relatively reserved.

This is not like the manuscript written by Mr. Truman himself. If it was him, he should have used a sentence such as "We defeated the careerists who tried to challenge the existing order...".

But overall, not bad.

There were smiles on people's expressions. If there were people from the Silver Alliance here, they would definitely find that representatives from four countries were also here.

Every time, they are our personnel who are placed inside the enemy. They are not ashamed to betray the information of the Silver Alliance, and they are proud to be able to sit here.

Mr. Truman paused for only a few seconds before he continued, "The world has experienced wars and needs peace and order. As the victorious country, we should shoulder such responsibilities."

"Maintaining world peace is the responsibility of each of our countries, and maintaining the stability of the world financial order is also our responsibility."

"The Baiyin case has caused hundreds of billions of dollars to evaporate, causing great trouble to the international community."

"It's not the first time, and it won't be the last time. In order not to cause similar things to happen easily in the future, after our careful research, the federal government intends to establish a new international organization to provide guarantees for the settlement of international trade." , and also make a certain contribution to the stability of international finance..."

Originally, this plan was called "Golden Alliance". Of course, this was just the name on the plan, and Lynch also participated in the formulation of the plan.

It's just that when it was implemented, they did not expect that they cleverly used more suitable reasons to facilitate this matter.

The federal government is not all trash, there are also a few smart people.

Gafla's diplomat coughed lightly, and Mr. Truman immediately put down the document in his hand and looked at him, "It seems that Gefla's diplomatic ambassador has something to say."

The diplomat nodded, "First of all, I would like to thank Mr. Truman for his invitation and for allowing me to speak, and secondly, I agree with the content of this meeting."

"Of course, I also have a small problem..." The diplomat raised his hand and flicked the document in front of him, "Who will lead this matter?"

He said with an apologetic face, "I don't mean that Baylor Federation is not allowed, Mr. Truman, I hope you don't misunderstand what I mean."

"I think since we can sit here, then we should be honest and honest and build a foundation of mutual trust."

This incident actually happened very suddenly. Ambassador Gefra was not aware of this incident before today. He only heard that the federal government was very dissatisfied with the Silver Alliance and the silver currency.

Sometimes officials at the level of diplomats, their "hearing" and the "hearing" of ordinary people are often not the same thing.

Now that the federal government suddenly wanted to set up such an organization, Gafla diplomats immediately became vigilant. They wanted to set up a small group.

Moreover, it is very likely that a small group will be formed around the Federation, which is something that the diplomatic ambassador cannot tolerate.

He must fight for all diplomatic rights and interests that may be related to Gefla's rights and interests for his country. This is his mission.

He looked at Mr. Truman, waiting for his answer.

(End of this chapter)