blackstone code

Chapter 873 Making money is also very important
Originally, Lynch planned to go to the telegraph room to tell his people the news, but thinking that the girl was by his side, he decided to send the girl back first.

When a young girl encounters this kind of thing, she is very stable. She may make wrong moves and send out wrong signals, so letting her go back to the room is the best choice.

After he finished sending the telegram, talk to the girl about the ship's problems.

It was rare for Lynch to show such a serious expression. Penny didn't let her temper go wild, and followed Lynch obediently back into the room.

"I'll be back later, you stay here and look after my things, no matter who knocks on the door, as long as I'm not there, don't open the door!" Lynch told him.

When many people face such a situation, their statements are relatively conservative, for example, there is danger outside, for example, do not go out and so on.

This approach can not be said to be the best choice, which will cause the left behind to mess up their pace without purpose.

There are also people who can stay calm, but there are also some people who have a whim and think that they can do something to change the current situation.

For example, to detect a little news, such as preparing some weapons or even seeing if there is a chance to escape.

This approach is stupid, not only hurting yourself, but also hurting people in the same industry, so the best way is to give them a "mission".

Lynch's task for Penny is to "take care of the luggage". It is not difficult and has a very clear purpose, which is suitable for simple and directional tasks.

The girl nodded firmly, and slowly let go of Lynch's arm. Lynch kissed the girl's forehead and told her softly, "Everything will be fine, trust me..."

He closed the door as he said, and instructed Petunia to lock the door from the outside.

After doing this, he breathed a sigh of relief, lit a cigarette for himself, and walked slowly to the telegraph room.

The telegraph room is not big, and there are two female telegraph operators in it. Their job is to send the news that the guests on the ship need to send back to the land through code.

The difficulty is very low, but the salary is not low.

"Sir, is there anything I can do for you?" The girl sitting on the side smiled sweetly. The smile on her face made one feel that she could promise anything.

"I need to send a telegram, but I don't need you to send a telegram for me." Lynch took out several 20-yuan banknotes from his pocket and handed them to the girl, "I will send them myself."

The girl didn't seem to want to leave, she continued to keep the smile on her face, "Sir, I have my professional ethics, no matter what you need me to send, I will not remember it, let alone mention it to others. "

This kind of words can only be heard, not taken seriously.

What she said was no different from what those stock managers and financial brokers said in Bu Paine.

"Tell me quickly, I won't tell anyone, I swear on my whole family."

Then the whole Bupain knew.

"You can choose to take the money and go for a drink next to me, and then I will mention to every moment that your service is satisfactory."

"Or I call your manager and tell him I'm very angry."

"The choice is yours, ma'am, what would you choose?"

Lynch's words were very direct, and the smile on the telegraph girl's face couldn't hold back anymore, and the smile gradually subsided.

After serious thinking, she took the tip from Lynch, thanked her and left.

Lynch sat in the telegraph room, he pulled up the chain with a bang, and then began to try to send a telegram
The telegram is managed by the Federal Telegraph Agency. Of course, capable people can listen to it for fun. Most of the time, the content of the telegram is in plain text, which is not very interesting.

Those interesting contents are often in ciphertext, and ordinary people can't monitor the contents.

After a simple adjustment, Lynch began to send plaintext content. Almost in a short time, the telegraph office of the nearest coastal city listened to the telegram and responded.

Seeing the swinging needle in front of him begin to swing regularly, Lynch knew that the Telegraph Bureau had monitored the content of his telegram, so he began to identify himself and made a request.

When the telegraph office saw that it was the telegram from Mr. Lynch, the youngest billionaire in the federation, he immediately became very serious. By the way, he was also a little curious about what kind of message Lynch wanted to convey.

In this era, don't underestimate the power of the law to restrain people, but don't overestimate the bottom line of people's morality.

After the telegraph operator at the Telegraph Office listened to all the telegrams, he began to read the telegram without the slightest hesitation.

"Dear Rhyme, I find that whenever I need a very large storehouse of dreadful desperation, you must do it by this evening, and with all your might."

This is the first telegram, and it looks like Mr. Lynch is going to contact this guy called Lyme and tell him to...

The telegraph operator scratched his head. To be honest, he could understand every word, but when these words were put together, he found himself illiterate.

What builds a warehouse that can lock despair in, and it has to be done by today?
Did he make a mistake?
The telegraph operator really wanted to interact with the telegraph operator on the other side and ask him if he had sent the wrong message, but considering the possible legal problems of peeking at the telegram content of a big man like Mr. Lynch, he gave up this stupid idea. idea.

He turned his attention to the second content.

"Dear Sergeant, I find this place very interesting. You'd better come here as soon as possible, and ask Mr. T for help if necessary."

Compared with the incomprehensible first telegram, the content of the second telegram seemed normal. The telegraph operator was relieved. It seemed that it was not a problem of sending the wrong telegram, but a problem of IQ.

He tore off the note that recorded the content, and handed it to the executor.

The executive took the note and picked up the phone, and dialed the first number first.

At this time, Lime was staring at the trend of those stocks on the bulletin board in Bupain. The social development accelerated again, and Bupain's industrial index began to increase. With some gossip, he had some money in his hand to continue to operate. .

This is thanks to Lynch for forgiving his stupidity, which also made him realize that there is really no such thing as "technology" in financial markets.

Any line-drawing analysis is used to deceive retail investors and bottom-level financial investors. For high-level decision makers, if they want to boost a stock, they only need to release a good news.

Even if that stock smells so bad that it is about to be delisted, it can instantly become the most eye-catching heavyweight stock in the financial field because of this good news.

Similarly, no matter how good a stock's previous rally is, it is like a thermal power research institute that has fallen before.

Just a little bit of news can make it go bankrupt in an instant, and the bankruptcy procedure hasn't even been completed yet.

By analysis?
Can you analyze the future policy changes of the federal government through the trend changes of a stock in a few days, months or longer, or can you analyze when a fire broke out in its main company?
No, you can't, so the only ones who can really make money here are those predators.

After seeing this point clearly, he became more and more in awe of Lynch. Lynch is undoubtedly such a guy. He has enough ability to change the future trend of a stock. If you don't hold his thigh tightly, why don't you guess it yourself?

"Mr. Lyme, I have your number."

The voice of the operator in the exchange came from a distance, and Rhyme looked down at the phone in front of him. The blue button on the phone was constantly flashing, which meant that there was an outside line access.

As he thanked the operator, he picked up the phone and pressed the blue button.

"Mr. Lyme?"

"Yes, I'm Rhyme."

"Hello, Mr. Lyme, I am... the telephone line of the Municipal Telegraph Bureau. Not long ago, Mr. Lynch wanted us to pass on something to you. You can take a pen and record it. If you are ready, please let me know."

Lime immediately picked up the pen on the table, flipped through the "[-] Strategies in the Stock Market" in front of him, and got ready to record.

"I'm ready……"

Soon, the other party told him what Lynch was going to say, and he quickly recorded it, and repeated it to confirm that it was correct.

After hanging up the phone, when he carefully read the passage, he vaguely understood what Lynch meant.

Lynch asked him to open a position and short every moment, but the stock of every moment is doing well now, could he have made a mistake in his analysis?

Every year, the Spring Festival is a time when stocks rise significantly every moment. With so many wealthy people expressing their support for them, how can the stocks not rise?

He read this passage several times again, and he thought that his opinion was not wrong, and Lynch's way of expressing it was not a problem either.

On the premise that he already had some blind trust in Lynch, Rhyme stood up from his seat.

Go all out to build positions and short positions. This kind of big business requires the coordination of the exchange. If it takes too long for him to coordinate one by one, he is afraid of delaying Lynch's plan.

By the way, he also got three times the leverage from Jinhui, because without Lynch's personal request, Lime was probably worth that much in the eyes of Jinhui Bank.

At around [-]:[-] noon, during the slow rise every moment, a large-scale short-selling suddenly appeared, which immediately aroused speculation in Bu Pain's financial circles.

Is it... what will happen?
Everyone is looking forward to it, and of course some people think it's stupid, everyone knows that there can't be a huge drop all the time at this time, it's not summer or fall.

In summer and autumn, there may be a reduction in production due to problems such as insect pests. Now it is spring, and it is impossible to shake the market value every moment. Someone must be crazy.

But the question is, is Lynch really crazy?

(End of this chapter)