blackstone code

Chapter 189 Black October [Part [-]]

"Ivan recently made a new girlfriend. I've seen that girl. She's not the same as before. She's like a 'nerd'. I won't object this time!"

The investor standing by the phone is talking to his wife in very generic terms, "We should focus on our little candy and not let her become the type we don't like..."

He has been talking to his wife about some ordinary, family matters, his voice is very gentle.

Although his wife didn't understand why the husband who always showed impatience to her and the two children suddenly changed his attitude and began to care about their lives and the family, but she thought it was a good thing.

God has said that if someone suddenly realizes and starts to correct past mistakes, then he is a good person.

One more minute is too much to be a bad person, but one minute is not too early to be a good person.

His wife listened to him and finally told him that she had prepared a big dinner for him, including steak, chicken steak, some fruit and so on.

The investor didn't say anything, just hung up the phone after saying goodbye to each other after listening, lit a cigarette, and walked towards the roof.

After going through long stairs and corridors, when he passed through the dark corridors and stepped into the roof of the Yiko Exchange Building filled with light, the wide view made him feel refreshed.

Even for a moment, he didn't want to die.

Yes, he came to jump off the building.

But he quickly convinced himself, he lit another cigarette, and walked towards the building while saying, "I can't go back!"

He couldn't go back, but a simple sentence cut off his hope of continuing to live. As a financial investor, he has the same nature as most financial investors, bold and adventurous.

If you use your own money to make money, it is difficult to earn more than the principal in a day. That is a threshold and an upper limit.

But if he uses the allocation of funds to leverage the leverage, the money he earns in a few minutes can exceed his own principal.

What's more, what he's doing is futures contracts, and he can play big if he wants to play. This is almost the craziest idea in the minds of all financial investors.

A lot of people keep this thought to themselves a lot of the time and never let it out, because they know very well that they are not sure whether it will bring about construction or destruction.

However, the federal financial market has been rising continuously for six consecutive years, and every stock is rising, but the rise is more and the rise is less, except for the very few unlucky people who will buy some stocks that have fallen, or stocks that have not risen very much , almost everyone is making money constantly.

When the friends around him put a noose around his neck to get a better return, and when all the friends around him put a noose around his neck to make him stand taller, he was also tempted.

From ten times, fifty times, one hundred times, to the current two hundred times the futures contract, the huge inertia accumulated by the continuous snowball makes people unable to stop and go back.

The time more than half a month ago made his hard work all these years come to naught, but this time, he was directly sentenced to death.

Walking to the edge of the roof and sitting down, he glanced down, the dizziness made him sick, and he wanted to vomit, and the fear of death was also at work.

For the last time, he thought about whether he could solve these problems without dying, and after taking less than a second, he told himself that it was impossible.

Tens of millions of debts are enough to press him, his family, and his children will not be able to breathe in this life, and may be forever locked at the bottom of society because of these debts in several lifetimes, because their creditors are banks.

The only way now is suicide, and suicide can solve these problems.

The funds he applied for from the bank are used for financial investment behavior, that is, leveraged funds. These funds are only used for his personal investment. His family did not enjoy the benefits of this money, and naturally they do not need it. bear the corresponding consequences.

The lawyer would help them out of these problems, and in order to prevent his wife and children from knowing how to do it, he also wrote a will, wrapped it in waterproof gloves, and put it in his coat pocket.

At this time, with a cigarette in his mouth, he looked up at the sky. The blue sky seemed to have the magical power to purify the soul.

He leaned forward slightly, turned around in the air, and kept staring at the sky with nostalgia. He had a feeling that he would melt into the blue sky.

Ten seconds later, with a bang, a life left this world full of dirt and sin, and it also broke through the weakest line of defense in people's hearts!
The three major trading houses and investors knew about this at the same time, and then the panic selling that had just stopped because of the president's speech reappeared, and this time it was obvious that some people did it deliberately.

You must know that the contract futures index can not only buy up, but also buy down.

Some institutions began to short-sell openly and secretly, and some investors quickly closed their positions and turned around. A disaster turned from despair to another bloody plunder in an instant!

Under the trend of multiple forces, the defense line was broken.

Half an hour later, the Presidential Palace once again issued a formal presidential decree to shut down trading again. The three major exchanges immediately respected the wishes of Mr. President and stopped the public trading.

But this can't stop the after-hours trading. Even if people can't see the tumbling price on the bulletin board, people are still selling, trading, and matching frantically.

The whole street is crazy!

On the second day, Tuesday, which is also the last day of October, the prices of all stocks shrank by at least 30.00% at the moment of opening, and more than 20 stocks were delisted because their prices were lower than the minimum holding price. This is just the beginning.

In a cafe on the second floor of Financial Street, Lynch and Vera's eyes were briefly attracted by a dead body on the sidewalk across the road.

Vera quickly turned her face to look elsewhere. This was the fourth jumping incident they had witnessed. This street has gone crazy!
There were only these two customers in the entire cafe, and the place was empty as if it was occupied by two people.

"I'm not feeling well. I need some time to deal with it..." Vera lowered her head, looking at the coffee and snacks in front of her. What she actually thought of was the investments she had made with Garp.

They also invested in a lot of stocks, and they have continued to invest in them over the years. The tragedy here made her feel as if someone was strangling her neck.

These stocks have always been operated by Gap, and Ristoane is a listed company, and he is also a financial supervisor, so he can obtain some inside information.

He would only tell Vera how much money they made, but he never said whether they had leveraged the leverage. Vera felt that this matter must be clarified. a phone call.

Lynch nodded slightly, and Vera left quickly with her handbag in her hand, so fast that her shoes could barely keep up with her, and it seemed that her ankle was injured, but she still didn't stop, and disappeared in the forest. in odd sight.

Lynch picked up his coffee and looked at the desperate people outside the field. At this moment, something flashed past his eyes, and then there was a loud "boom" under his feet, and some blood unexpectedly Under the huge pressure difference, it sprayed onto the glass on the second floor.

The viscous blood slowly flowed down the glass, Lynch poked his head to look at the sidewalk, and there was another guy who was still slightly twitching.

His mood didn't change much, and he knew very well that all the people who jumped off the building were essentially gamblers.

They used bank loans to invest, used company money to invest, and even leveraged hundreds of times of capital leverage to invest.

In the face of the stock market crash, there was no chance of forced liquidation, and countless indexes were missed.

They are gambling, winning hundreds of times the return of the bet, losing the bet is just a life.

Before today, people might not care about ten dollars or five dollars, but after today, even one dollar is considered good.

Lynch needed a local to help him, and he immediately thought of Joe Griman.

He will definitely have good friends in Bu Paine, and of course Director Johnson is also fine. After all, now that the financial tsunami is coming, everyone's life is hard. He can't afford to support two families unless Lynch gives him some help.

Helping each other is the duty of friends, there is no reason why Lynch only helps him, and he does nothing.

Just as she was thinking about something, Vera came back from the bathroom. Her expression eased a little. Although her brows would be slightly knit together every time she walked, it could be seen that her current situation was better than before.

Received an affirmative answer from Garp, that they did not use loans or capital leverage for their investment, and their savings were able to satisfy their investment behavior, which made Vera heave a sigh of relief.

Although the losses are serious this time, at least they will not be burdened with debts that they will not be able to pay off in this lifetime.

The two sat for a while, admiring the cruel stunt shows on the street for a while, Wei La soon never got used to it, and became a little numb.

Because there were too many, during the half hour or so that the two of them sat, they witnessed at least seven incidents of jumping from buildings. The whole city was surrounded by various sirens, and people who jumped from buildings were everywhere.

"It's too miserable!" After all, women are emotional, and she couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Lynch nodded, "This is actually a man-made disaster..." Vera on the opposite side became curious, but Lynch didn't intend to say more on this issue. He changed the subject and looked at Vera's already swollen ankles, "Compared to this, maybe we have some other things that are more important."

He left the chair, squatted halfway, patted his thigh, and looked at Vera with a smile, "Come on, let me see your ankle!"

In an instant, Wei La's face was as red as if she had just drank a large glass of strong wine, it was completely red!

(End of this chapter)