Chapter 1237 The real big man (seeking a monthly ticket)
The stock market rebounded immediately after the shock, quickly returned to its original position soon after, and even rose a lot by the time the market closed.
But no matter what, after a month of skyrocketing, Eagle Railway's stock price finally fell for the first time.
This is an extremely clear signal.
That night, after the stock market closed, all the investors in Neddle City were talking about this small bend in the stock price chart, speculating on the meaning contained in it.
Since Mr. Ragnar, the agent of investors in the Kingdom of Leiria, left the stock market, he immediately put on beautiful clothes and hurried out.
His assistant hurriedly ran after him, followed behind him and asked: "Sir, you... what are you going to do?"
Ragna glared at him impatiently and said, "What does it have to do with you?"
He paused for a moment, and then added: "Oh, by the way. Go send a telegram to the boss and say that the situation is very good now and Lorraine is almost out of options."
The young assistant frowned slightly, and then said: "But... Sir, although the stock market has fallen a little, from my point of view, the situation is not good..."
Ragnar suddenly became angry. He turned around, pointed at the man's nose, and shouted loudly: "nmlgbd~!
Are you the supervisor or am I the supervisor?
You little brat actually wants to point fingers at me?
Don’t you want to do it anymore?
If you don’t want to do it, just get out of here~!”
The assistant didn't expect that his kind reminder would be met with a bloody curse. He was so embarrassed and angry that his face immediately turned red, almost bleeding.
Grandma, what happened to the wage earners?
Wage earners are human beings too and have dignity~!
Unknowingly, he held his breath and clenched his fist, intending to swing it at Ragnar's big, annoying face like a donkey.
But then, seeing Ragnar's cold and contemptuous eyes, the assistant couldn't help but feel stagnant: Although this punch was pleasant, what should I do next?
My children, my wife, and I all depend on my salary to survive.
If they can't find a job, they will all have to starve themselves.
When I think of the hungry and crying child, the resentful look in my wife's eyes, and the kind eyes of my mother...
Just like all men who have to bear the humiliation and burden due to the pressure of life, to be precise, like all those men who are willing to give up their indifferent self-esteem for the sake of their families.
He loosened his fist slowly, then lowered his head little by little, and said with a forced smile: "Sir, I am short-sighted and talk recklessly. You, sir, don't be as knowledgeable as me."
A trace of amusement flashed in Ragnar's eyes, and then he snorted coldly and said: "I'm too lazy to argue with you. Forget it, stop wasting my time here, I still have important things to do.
Go and send the telegram. Do you understand?"
The assistant quickly agreed, then turned around and left. At the same time, he couldn't help but curse in his heart: You mgbd something important.
Aren't you just hanging out in a brothel again?
All the activity funds given by the boss were used by your grandson who smashed the prostitute's belly. The money is not yours alone. Isn't it just that you can lick buttocks and flatter...
I'll have to play you to death, you bastard~!
The assistant kept grumbling in his stomach, but he also knew in his heart that there was nothing he could do against this annoying guy.
Ragnar is a popular figure in front of Duke de Rossi.
Although he hacked everyone's activity funds and enjoyed himself alone, as an assistant he could only curse a few words in his heart.
Ragnar scolded the nosy assistant and felt very proud in his heart. This is his authority: not only can he control those subordinates like dogs, but he can also catch and scold anyone when he is angry.
and……
As long as he completes the Flying Eagle Railway deal, he will not only have hundreds and thousands of people at his disposal in the future, but he will also be able to recruit some beautiful female secretaries with big breasts, big waists, thin legs and the like. From now on, he can do whatever he wants.
Let’s make some unspoken rules…
With this beautiful dream like a fairy tale, Ragnar eagerly jumped on the carriage, said: "Red Shoes", and closed his eyes to rest.
The carriage drove directly out of Nadel City and arrived in front of a manor outside the city.
Ragnar jumped off the carriage, adjusted his hat, and walked into the door gracefully.
Several women with heavy makeup immediately came up to him enthusiastically, hung on him, and said in a cooing voice: "Ragnar, why are you here just now? I miss you so much."
"Sir, you are so handsome again."
"..."
While Yingying Yanyan was being coquettish, they also deliberately used their soft breasts to squeeze Ragna's arms.
Ragna showed an excited smile on his face and took out a few gold coins from his pocket.
With a beguiling smile on his face, he held the gold coins with his fingers, stuffed them deeply into the women's chests, and shouted boldly: "My little honey, this is for you."
The women immediately coquettishly squirmed and squirmed, making it easier for Ragnar's dirty hands to rub their bodies.
The prostitutes' flattery made Ragnar laugh happily.
Although in the company, Ragnar is a hard-charging man who never pays his staff, but at this time, Ragnar is a big spender, spending gold coins wantonly.
The women surrounded him, and as they walked in, they chirped and asked, "Sir, how much did you earn today?"
Ragna raised his head proudly and said pretentiously: "No more, no more, just tens of thousands."
"Wow~!"
"It's amazing."
"You are truly a great hero."
"Mr. Ragnar, I have also saved some money. How about buying stocks?"
"..."
The compliments from the prostitutes made Ragnar feel elated, as if he was really a financial tycoon with a lot of money in his hands, and he was racing in the stock market. If he waved his hand, women would rush to his bed.
This is also the reason why Ragnar likes to come to brothels. Only here, he is a man who is complimented by others. Once he walks back to the hotel, he is immediately beaten back to his original form.
There, people will find that this uncle Ragnar, who can make prostitutes dazzle with stars and work hard to please him, is just an ordinary wage earner with no power. His only advantage is that he has a bright mind and knows how to flatter horses.
Since the opening of the stock market, the originally quiet brothel has become popular, and now it is full of rich people looking for fun.
The coquettish sounds of women and the heroic laughter of men are always in my ears, and the smell of various inferior cosmetics is floating in the air. Women in scantily clad clothes are everywhere.
The prostitutes surrounded Ragnar and walked to his seat. Mr. Ragnar liked the hall rather than the private rooms.
His favorite thing was to throw out a handful of gold coins, surrounded by a dozen women, and he was surrounded by them like a king.
Men passing by always cast envious eyes on him, knowing that this man was a big shot in stock trading.
"Hey, Ragnar, here, here." Someone suddenly stopped Ragnar on the way, waving to him and shouting.
Ragna looked back and couldn't help but hesitate.
He reached out and slapped the prostitutes on both sides hard on their buttocks, and said: "You guys go over first, little wildcat. I have something to do, sir."
After saying that, he turned around and walked into a booth.
The seats around here are all occupied by sturdy men.
Those big men were tall and tall, with sharp eyesight, and all carried bulging things around their waists. It was obvious at a glance that they were highly skilled warrior guards.
They separated a long space to prevent anyone from approaching, and a group of well-dressed gentlemen were located in the middle of the wall.
Ragnar walked to the middle table and sat down, crossed his legs, looked at the nine people sitting here, and said leisurely: "Sir Runical, Mr. Redberry, Lord Dunkel... hello."
These people also nodded slightly to him as a return gift.
They are all powerful figures in the stock market. Each of them holds shares of Flying Eagle Railway ranging from 100,000 to hundreds of thousands, and has millions of dollars in capital.
Together, they own one-third of the outstanding shares of Eagle Railroad. The stock market can shake up just by stamping their feet.
Ragnar was actually very proud to be one of them.
These are all great and important people. Usually he can only look up to them, and he can't even walk up to them and say hello to them.
But now, they regard him as Ragnar as one of them, treat him as an equal, and greet him with a smile.
This high-end brothel located outside the city is where they often gather.
Lord Dunkel took out a cigar and threw it to Ragnar without any hesitation, saying: "I just got it, Cosba, a high-end product. It is said that Lorraine also smokes this."
"Then you must try it," Ragna laughed, and skillfully cut off the tail with small scissors, then took out a shiny silver lighter, lit the cigar, and took a leisurely puff.
At this time, another person walked into the booth. He sat down, panting heavily, and said: "What the hell, why does this place have to be outside the city?"
Lord Dunkel raised his fat and round head and laughed loudly, saying: "Because this is Naian.
The government has always been cracking down on pornography and illegal activities, and management is extremely strict.
No nightclubs dare to open in the city, for fear that the Governor will come out incognito to pay a private visit to understand the public sentiment.
You know, the rose garden in Rumain City is a living example."
The people in the booth burst into vulgar laughter. They all knew the allusion to the rose garden.
Only Ragnar laughed in amusement - the story of the Lord visiting a brothel and being caught and raped by his girlfriends was only known to the top brass. Little people like him had never heard of it, so naturally they didn't understand them.
What is said.
Lord Dunkel put the cigarette butt on the table and extinguished it, and said in a deep voice: "Today's stamp duty? What do you think?"
Several people around him suddenly fell silent.
Ragnar said coquettishly: "This is a good thing. It means that all Lorraine's methods of lowering stock prices have failed. He can only use tax increases now."
After several people thought for a moment, they nodded silently.
Ragnar smiled and said: "We just take this opportunity to drive those poor retail investors out of the game. This game is not something that these dead people can afford."
Lord Dunkel and the others clapped their legs and laughed. This was exactly what they were thinking. "You mean they will sell?"
Ragna nodded and said: "Of course, today's drop has already explained everything. Even if they don't sell, we will not sell a little first to create the illusion of concentrated selling and scare them into running for their lives."
Lord Dunkel gave a thumbs up and said: "Your brain is still good, what do you think we should do?"
Ragnar raised his head proudly and smiled slightly, and said: "No matter what you do. I will sell a little bit tomorrow to suppress the stock price, force retail investors out, and take away the stocks in their hands. Give them a little sweetness, and wait for the stock price to rise."
When the price is around 20, then..."
Ragnar made a gesture of pushing his hands outward and said: "Take the money and leave. The people of Naian have worked hard these past few years and returned to 833 years ago overnight. Let's see how that governor can wipe his ass."
This is the reason why Lord Dunkel and others wooed Ragnar. Although this guy is very vulgar and uneducated, you can tell at a glance that he is a country bumpkin from a lower class background.
But he has a very good brain, a sharp vision, and a flexible wrist. He has made millions by speculating on stocks, and he has come up with many weird ideas, which attracted the attention of these people.
Sir Runical touched the beautiful mustache on his lips and said: "If he can't stir up civil unrest, he is not the right governor.
Of course, at that time, I will give him a generous hand and use the money I earn to buy his property. What do you think we buy the Eagle Railway? Anyway, the share price of the Eagle Railway has also fallen at that time and no one wants it.
"
Lord Dunkel and the others slapped the table and cheered loudly, saying: "Yes, yes, buy the Eagle Railway."
"It's better to buy Eagle Telecom. It's a cash cow."
"I rather like the shipyard."
"A bunch of idiots, if you want to buy it, just buy Nai'an Salt Industry. You won't be able to finish it in a dozen lifetimes."
In their eyes, it seems as if they have already obtained the golden coins, and Naian's stock market has become moribund. They have wealth that is unparalleled in their hands, and they can roam freely in this land.
"Then it's agreed. Let's do it together tomorrow!" Sir Runical raised his glass and said, "Cheers to our cooperation."
"Cheers~!"
Ragnar threw down the wine glass and stood up, saying: "Well, gentlemen, I'm going to have some fun first. I can't let the girls wait for me for too long."
In their excitement, neither Ragnar nor the others noticed that the low-hanging lampshade was hung on a metal pipe, and this hollow metal pipe went straight to the ceiling and connected to a compartment on the second floor.
The lampshade had a very good sound-focusing effect, transmitting their conversation verbatim to the ears of the people listening upstairs.
The monitoring officer closed the recorded document, opened the door and handed it to a waiter passing by.
The waiter put the document on the tray and walked into the back kitchen. Half an hour later, it would appear in the hands of Belen, the general manager of the venture capital company.
"Spontaneous trust group? Interesting~!" Belen carefully read through the documents and murmured to himself with a smile: "Sure enough, as the boss said, the power of capital is infinite.
This beast is better locked up."
The next day, with the sound of three gongs, the stock market began another day of trading.
What was different from the past was that Eagle Railroad's stock began to fall as soon as the market opened. It seemed that many people were selling Eagle Railroad's stock at the same time.
This caused great uneasiness among the stock investors in the hall. Thinking of the stamp duty policy introduced yesterday and the reports in the newspapers, some people began to lose their patience and sold their stocks.
People have a herd mentality. Even if there are no more people who know the truth, most people will choose to follow the group and make mistakes.
They can also stay calm when the first person throws.
By the time the second person was thrown out, they were already a little shaken.
When the third person was thrown out, they began to feel uneasy.
When most people around them choose to throw out, they start to get anxious.
Especially when they saw the stock price of Eagle Railway going down bit by bit, most people rushed to the trading window to sell their stocks.
If you are late one minute, you will lose several silver coins.
At the market close in the afternoon, the share price of Eagle Railway dropped by one gold coin.
This caused panic among all investors, who increasingly believed in the newspaper reports. This was a precursor to the collapse of the bubble.
So as soon as the market opened the next day, Eagle Railway's stock price immediately began to fall.
Retail investors howled and fled the market one after another. Some people even stopped working and ran into the stock market to sell their stocks.
Watching as the share price of the Eagle Railway fell from seventeen to sixteen, fifteen, and finally stopped at fourteen, people began to buy in large quantities, sweeping the stock market.
The stock price turned around and skyrocketed. In just one day, it rose back to the high price of 16.
Retail investors who sold stocks were so regretful that they lost two gold per share in just one day.
After rebounding to a high of 16, the stock price did not stop its skyrocketing momentum.
When the market reopened after a day off, it immediately shot up and set a new high record.
This also further confirms the mentality of retail investors. They have realized that selling stocks a few days ago was wrong and that Feiying Railway will definitely continue to rise.
Retail investors once again raised funds to pursue the shares of Flying Eagle Railway, and the stock price soon reached 18, hitting the 19 gold mark.
At this time, everyone, including the director of the stock market, Director Higgins, believed that it was inevitable that the share price of the Eagle Railway would exceed 20 gold, and it would only take a few days.
At the same time, more wealthy people, with the dream of getting rich, are constantly coming to Naider by water and sea, ready to join the stock market and make a fortune.
On June 5, 1985, the sun was shining brightly, the sea breeze was gentle, and everything was as usual. The stock market opened its doors, and stockholders and investors poured in. Everyone was waiting for the share price of the Eagle Railway to rise.
Leo stood in front of the steps on the third floor with his hands behind his hands. There was a bustling crowd in front of him, and behind him were the executives of the Flying Eagle Group and the director of the stock exchange.
There was a sharp contrast between the noisy stock investors and the silent and solemn elite behind Leo. Higgins was suddenly in a trance, feeling that the image of the chairman at this moment was extremely tall and majestic.
Higgins suddenly realized that compared with the financial giants in the stock market, Chairman Leo, who owned Ruman Enemy State and Flying Eagle Group, was the real big shot.
In the face of power and control, money is just decoration...
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