blackstone code

Chapter 736 My Round
"These two days are a bit unusual for shipments..."

On Thursday, Richard got a report from his subordinates. He asked his subordinates to close the door and took a piece of material from the other party.

"This is the turnover rate in the past three days. Nearly 500 million shares have been traded. The volume is a bit large and not normal."

Richard is not a highly educated person, but in the world of successful people, no one has ever required a successful person to be highly educated.

As long as he has money, he can let people with higher education to serve him, a person with lower education.

Use some marker pens on the daily chart in your hand to mark the turnover of each time period. The so-called "change of hands" can be extended to the trading gestures in the exchange.

When someone wants to sell their stocks, they often use some gestures in conjunction with the flipped bulletin board to communicate "silently" with the traders on the trading desk.

The content of the gesture is not much, the main difference is buying and selling, whenever a stock is transferred from the hands of the seller to the hands of the buyer, most of them will experience such a gesture transaction, so there is the "exchange" Hand" is a more general term.

Of course, some people think that the allusion of this word does not come from here, and they have begun to use the new word "trading volume" to replace these old words.

But whether it is a new word or an old word, their meanings all point to the same place - transaction.

"Have our agreement partners released the goods?" Richard frowned looking at the intensive transaction volume.

He does not have a high degree of education, but his academic ability is very strong. He is very clear that when a stock has enough room to rise, it will not suddenly increase its volume, and will not release the enthusiasm of the market all at once.

This will be a continuous process, because the rise of stocks also requires heavy volume, but this kind of heavy volume is not large, and so many transactions will not burst out all at once.

Richard thinks that it is possible that the agreement partners are planning to release the goods. They signed an agreement in order to stir up the stock and bought a large number of stocks. Now the market value of the stock is obviously higher than the agreement price. It is impossible for them to sell the stock directly at the agreement price. To the company, but directly into the market.

And the momentum of the stock is good now, as long as there is no such explosive release, the stock price will not fall.

It is even possible that because the number of tradable shares in the hands of retail investors is larger, the market can be stimulated to further increase the stock price.

"Has our money moved?" Richard put the trend chart back on the table, and his subordinates nodded, "About 2000 million funds have been used, and these stocks will be released again next week."

Richard nodded again, "That's fine, it seems to be market behavior, but you still have to keep an eye on it, and if there are any unexpected changes, remember to notify me in time."

The departure of his subordinates made the office fall into silence. Richard was not as busy answering the phone as some people imagined. He knew very well that this was a scam, and the busyness in the scam was all faked. Yes, there is no place for him to be busy at all.

He sat at the desk, frowning tightly, and he felt an unspeakable uneasiness. He didn't know where this uneasiness came from, but he knew it was not a good thing.

He stood up, took a few steps back and forth, finally sat back in the chair, and picked up the phone.

He dialed a number, and after 30 seconds, asked a question, "What is Lynch doing these days?"

what is lynch doing
Lynch was preparing to attend the noble celebration reception two days ago, and today is the day he will attend the reception.

The whole celebration started early in the morning.

Lynch came to the private hunting ground outside the imperial capital early in the morning. Sometimes when people talk about Gefra, they always say that there is very little land here, and the land area is small, but when you really enter a city and experience life here , there will be cases of land abuse.

Thousands of square kilometers of land are the hunting grounds of the nobles. They raise some gentle animals here. It is the hunting season all year round. Just go to the Privy Council to apply and pay some fees to hunt here.

Next to the noble hunting ground is the royal hunting ground, which has a larger area, more animals, and stricter management.

It's not that there is no land, it's just that a lot of land is occupied by nobles and cannot be used.

Those nobles like to build various castles, hunting grounds, gardens...

This is Lynch's first time riding a horse, but fortunately the trainer has chosen a filly for him.

The character of the mare is more docile. It will not run violently when other horses are running, but will only follow slowly. This will not create tension between some rookie knights and mounts, and can maintain the tension between the two. of stability.

The hunting tool was a longbow. After being ridiculed in a friendly manner, the nobles agreed to Lynch's request to use a thermal weapon, but it was not a common modern rifle, but a flintlock.

Fortunately, he didn't need to poke the barrel himself, and just handed the flintlock to the follower after firing.

There is no need to repeat the hunting process, it is very boring. These nobles enjoy the thrill of killing animals and plundering lives cruelly with cold weapons. Lynch is not interested because their efficiency is too low and it is meaningless to do so.

He can understand hunters and hunting activities, but setting up some embarrassing conditions for himself to hunt is a bit boring.

I ate venison at noon, and the result in the morning was a deer and some small animals such as rabbits and wild ducks. The cook handled these animals very skillfully, and a barbecue party was held in the camp of the hunting ground.

Immediately afterwards, a group of people went to the opera house again in the afternoon, and after listening to a two-hour opera, they were finally able to rest for a while.

"My neck hurts!" Lynch took off his collar. He could understand the nobles' insistence on a certain spirit, but he didn't think it was really good to do so.

For example, the nobles all wore collar flowers, and some even wore wigs. Now the temperature in the imperial capital was a full 32 degrees. Under such circumstances, wearing collar flowers was enough, let alone wigs.

He saw with his own eyes that some old nobles were sweating profusely, but they still had to maintain the so-called demeanor of the nobles.

Yes, poverty is important, Lynch feels that no one here is richer than himself, and he is qualified to say so.

Their reception was in the castle of the Privy Council, which was the castle of a duke. Later, the duke resisted the reform of the parliament, and was killed by the emperor who initially took power. His castle became collectively owned by the Privy Council.

The castle has many rooms, enough for each person to be assigned a separate room.

Lynch took off his jacket, and took off his collar. The collar, which was as hard as a steel plate, made his neck red.

The butler was smiling at the side without any objection. Lynch's shirt was completely soaked with sweat. Fortunately, the butler had already prepared for it.

"What are we going to do next?" He took off his clothes and walked into the bathroom. The warm water made him feel very comfortable, and the restlessness on his body gradually disappeared.

While tidying up the clothes he threw on the bed, the butler replied, "You will attend the next salon later, which will last about nine to ten minutes, and then there will be the dinner and reception."

Lynch poked his head out of the bathroom, "What's the theme?"

"No topic, just casual chat."

"Let's talk casually...", Lynch repeated, and retracted his head.

Not long after, he changed into a suit of clothes, and under the leadership of the butler, he came to the gathering place in the castle.

This place was originally a place for the Duke to discuss important matters with his subordinates, but now it has been arranged as a place for chatting.

Seemingly scattered, there are sofas and small round tables of nobles everywhere. Some nobles came early and gathered in groups to sit and chat.

On the small round table in front of them were coffee or scented tea, and some pastries. No one was drinking at this time.

As long as it is not too late, you can drink afternoon tea anytime, anywhere!

The presence of Lynch made some nobles pay attention to him. He is the first foreign imperial noble in history, and the relationship between Gefla and the Federation is not as reported by the two countries. Good, this is enough to make some people stand up and actively want to find some "trouble".

They just wanted to see Lynch make a fool of themselves, just like when they laughed at the federal people for not being able to use bows and arrows during the morning hunt, they just watched his jokes.

"Baron Lynch, after we have a short rest here, we can start the evening reception. I hope that today can leave a deep impression on you."

The speaker was a Marquis of the Privy Council. The great nobles in the Privy Council are all hereditary, and now there are basically no hereditary nobility, so this kind of top nobles are all hereditary, and they are all passed down from the past.

Lynch smiled, as a response, the other party was still unwilling to let him go after he sat down.

"It can be seen that you don't seem to be familiar with our life. Maybe if you get in touch with it more, you will fall in love with this kind of life."

Lynch nodded noncommittally, "Maybe it's possible."

"Why is it possible, not certain?" The Marquis who spoke looked at everyone with a smile, "Is life in the Federation more interesting than ours?"

Lynch smiled slightly, "I don't know how to judge whether it's interesting or not, but I know it's cooler over there than here."

Suddenly an inexplicable answer made the nobles who were paying attention here a little speechless. What kind of answer is this?
Someone else interrupted and asked, "Is the Federation cool?"

Lynch's smile began to change slightly. If Richard was qualified to appear here, he would definitely start to be cautious.

Whenever Lynch smiled like this, it meant he was planning something.

"No, the weather in the Commonwealth is hotter than here, but we have advanced science and technology. We have something called a thermostat, which can reduce the room temperature to a pleasant level."

"Even sometimes you turn the temperature down and it makes you feel cold."

"Know what my favorite thing to do lately?"

Without waiting for anyone to answer, he laughed and said, "I like to lower the temperature of the room to sixteen degrees, and then cover it with a thick quilt!"

(End of this chapter)