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Bangkok, Stock Exchange.

Thomas Conn, pouting his cigar, stood in the outer corridor, leaning on the railing with his hands, admiring the most fascinating place.

The sound of phone calls, shouts, cheers, shouts, conversations...connected together. Traders in red vests are busy in the market, answering the phone, gesturing and throwing notes. Perhaps the busiest vegetable market is no better than the hustle and bustle here.

This is completely different from the understanding and understanding of finance in the impression of many people.

Wearing expensive suits, stepping on shiny leather shoes, cold and ruthless, knocking on the keyboard determines the trend of the world economy.

This is the financial practitioner.

But in fact, that's the robot.

People are emotional after all. Crazy profits bring crazy mood swings. Under emotional contagion, no one can be absolutely calm.

The atmosphere was very lively. The red vest rushed back and forth, conveying all kinds of information. The telephone ringing from time to time, the operator took a pen and quickly recorded something, the order clerk received the information and tapped the keyboard at a dazzling speed. The data is reported to the central processing unit.

The second floor is full of people of all kinds. Every day, some people who are idle will come to watch the market. Perhaps, if all their wealth is placed in the market, who will not let it go without watching.

Of course, there is no shortage of people who specifically come to inquire the gossip.

Everyone knows that a single news in the market may affect a substantial change in stock prices. Perhaps, to find a news, it will be a major opportunity.

In the central area of ​​the screen, a six-meter-long liquid crystal display is suspended in the center, seT time-sharing chart, daily chart, and the comprehensive price arrangement program of all individual stocks.

The eyes are green, and people can't help but think that if you want to live a good life, you must have a little green in front of you.

Soaring.

The screen is flashing crazy green light, and the high-frequency flashing numbers mean that a lot of funds are being traded.

In the past two months, as the Bank of Thailand has fully liberalized foreign investment supervision procedures, global funds have continued to flow in. The stock price is driven by funds. Driven by the influx of global capital, Thailand's seT has risen by 2% in two months. fifteen.

Crazy, shouting, clamoring.

This seems to be a crazy world.

Standing on the revolving floor and floating, smoking a cigar, looking down at the crowd in the venue, you can feel the excitement of everyone in the venue.

Thomas stretched out his arms, savoring the madness of the crowd, tasting the sweetness in his mouth, he had a feeling that he was like a divine envoy walking in the world.

This is a belief.

From Hong Kong to Singapore, from Singapore to Thailand.

Thomas Conn saw what a miracle was.

Only profit, no loss.

People, how can they never fail, the greatest speculators in history have been silent for several times, and finally fell into the sand.

But under the united front of his own boss, Capital One did not lose even once.

Noisy voices echoed in all corners of the trading center, and people gathered in twos and threes to exchange views on the stock market. Some people whispered the gossip they knew, some were discussing policies and analyses they had seen on the news, newspapers or on TV, and some were repeatedly grabbing a few pieces of paper in their hands.

In the field.

When the price of a certain stock rises suddenly, it will cause frantic screams. There are also people shouting where they are raising their arms. Of course, there are also people who look frustrated, as if they have been given a green hat.

The red vests kept making various gestures to convey information that only their own people could understand.

bell--

"CP Group reported 500 plants"

"Kaman shares sold 200 plants"

"What, cancel the order...Fuck."

"State Power bought 1,000 plants..."

"The son of a bitch...Siam Cement fell 15%..."

"Kamba, which stock did you buy?"

"National Oil Company."

"My buddy, your vision is not good. The Gulf War is over, and now major oil-producing countries can produce safely. Oil companies sell oil, and the stock price will definitely not rise. Listen to me, Gila Industries recently received a new deal. Orders, the stock price must go up, you must buy something."

"How did you know?"

Outside the outer glass barrier downstairs, two local people huddled together and chatted. The person asked mysteriously looked around before lowering his voice.

"My uncle’s nephew’s cousin is working in Gila. I heard that their factory recently received a super order from himself. What Sumitomo Industries? This is one of the Neon’s four big consortium super giants, you think, Will the stock price not rise?"

"God. It's the Sumitomo Consortium. I know that my aunt's nephew's cousin's brother works at Sumitomo Rubber Company in Chiang Mai. The salary is very high and the benefits are very good. This company is very powerful."

"Then what are you hesitating about, buy it."

"..."

"Banai. See it now. Yesterday I asked you to buy Thai Telecom with me. You don't believe it. Now you see, it has increased by 7%."

"Hey! The Thai national oil I bought, **** it, made me lose three thousand baht. I knew I would listen to you."

"..."

"Damn, I was washed by CP Group, and it went up as soon as I sold it, bastard."

"Me too. I only sold it yesterday. I want to make a price difference. Damn it."

"..."

"Damn it, it has risen so much, how come it has risen."

"Damn it. I'm going to liquidate my position again."

"Haha. Up, up, up..."

"It's up to you..."

There was a commotion in a corner of the court. A guy who was short selling seT was in a bad mood, and there was another guy who was longing next to him who kept shouting. The two of them scolded for a while, and suddenly they fought.

Soon, a staff member came to stop the beating and scolding of the two.

The trivial chaos was quickly submerged in the crazy fluctuations of the market, with a green halo, which means that it is all crazy money, who cares if others will kill people.

Emotions are always contagious.

The group is excited and full of excitement.

The sound of curses and shouts mixed in the entire field. Under the stimulation of money, everyone was as excited as being beaten with blood.

In a secluded communication on the third floor, Thomas Kahn cast his eyes on trading seat 123.

Perhaps it was because of feeling that Mo Weiguo on the trading seat made an OK gesture.

After a while, Thai oil, which has been cursed and insulted by people, suddenly soared. In just one minute, 100,000 purchase orders were swept in. Under the impact of large orders, the Thai stone, which was once the lowest, soared, rushing from the bottom to the ranking. One.

"Damn it. I just sold it.

"Asshole. Asshole, I was washed out."

"Haha, I just bought two hundred plants..."

"..."

Listening to the tumultuous discussion around, feeling the excitement of everyone's emotions, Thomas Conn sighed while looking at the chaotic hall.

In shopping malls during holidays, sales increased. When it was time to fall, it still fell. In the oil crisis of the 1970s, the stock price of oil companies also fell. Oil prices skyrocketed, and airline costs increased significantly.

Nengte linked the rise in stock prices to the end of the Gulf War.

"So many fresh leeks..."

Lingling——

As the closing bell rang, the chaotic trading center became stagnant, and people whispered out of the stock exchange.

Thomas Conn returned to the company and took the statistics from the secretary.

seT futures contract, profit of 21,200,000 baht

Thai National Petroleum, holding 3 million plants, floating profit of 6,330,000 baht

Thai Telecom, holding 6 million plants, floating profit of 6,600,000 baht

Siam Cement, holding 3 million plants, floating loss of 3,300,100 baht

ThaI, holding 5 million plants, floating loss of 1.2 million baht

...

The total floating profit is 31.02 million baht.

Looking at the results of the statistical report, Thomas Conn's blood could not help but speed up, and an uncontrollable excitement rose.

"Song Xi."

Songsi Sawan Susi, Thomas' full-time secretary, a native of Thailand, has a dark complexion, tall stature, rich lips, and has a healthy beauty.

As Thomas Conn called, winking like silk, made a cup of coffee and brought it over.

Coffee, scented.

Thomas took it and took a sip.

hiss--

An unspeakable feeling came, under the impact of the barley coffee, it made people want to stop.

Enduring the blood boil, Thomas Conn picked up the satellite encrypted phone on the table ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Now the company's controlled stock has reached the initial profit plan, it is time to consider whether to ship and harvest.

Zhuge City, Shenzhuang.

"Brother. Brother...you are back."

A girl.

He is eighteen or nineteen years old, with fair complexion, smiling eyes, a white tangled shirt, a bright smile on his face, and a basket of editor-in-chief in his hand, which is full of green weeds. It may be that the weather is too hot to go out to work, and his fair complexion can be seen blushing, like peonies in full bloom, almost running into the courtyard. As soon as he entered the door, he dropped the basket and shouted at Shen Jiannan.

Shen Jiannan smiled.

In the past, in order to find out who he was, he found a copy of the household registration book.

There are five people in the family, one younger brother, one younger sister, and parents, but his father died early. This must be his younger sister Shen Yimei.