In mid-June, the weather is getting hotter and hotter.
Even in the morning, I don't dare to exercise a lot, because if I move even a little bit, I will sweat all over.
Especially in Nai'an, summer seems to be extremely long every year.
At this time, it’s time for everyone to come up with their own ideas and compete for ways to cool down and relieve the heat.
In Nadel's stock trading hall, although the windows are all open, allowing the strong sea breeze from the distance to flow in, it is still as hot as a steamer, but...
But this did not dampen the enthusiasm of investors at all.
Not only were people in the hall bumping into each other and their chests touching other people's backs, but even the door outside the hall was crowded with people waiting to come in.
As long as a stock investor walks into the door, his clothes will be soaked with sweat in a few minutes, especially if he is crowded in the front. In just a while, his clothes will be soaked through, making him look like he has just been fished out of the water.
Same.
Thousands of stock investors kept talking in low voices together. The voices gathered together and formed a low, humming and huge echo under the tall dome of the hall.
Director Higgins stood in front of the door at the front of the hall, watching the crowd in the trading floor.
Behind him is the employee passage.
Since it was not yet time to go to work, the staff were walking out of the door in twos and threes, preparing to go to their respective work stations and start a busy day of work.
As soon as they entered, they were all startled when they suddenly saw Director Higgins standing in front of the door. While saluting him and saying hello, they were also secretly surprised.
Since the beginning of summer, this big boss has always been aloof, hiding in that enviable and jealous office with a huge ice cube, and almost never shows up.
It is said that in order to enjoy the cool weather, he took advantage of the government and did not even go home. He slept in the office at night.
But...but why did you come to the front line in person today?
Although everyone felt strange, seeing Higgins' dead-like face, no one dared to ask more questions. They just vaguely guessed that something major might happen soon~!
Everyone's hearts immediately sank.
In the past few days, too many things have happened in the stock market.
Stock prices rise and fall, just like raging waves that can drown people at any time.
The intensity of it is no less than that of a brutal battlefield.
Every rise and fall represents tens of thousands of gold coins. Every rise and fall, some people become extremely rich or become destitute.
But even so, they still never saw Higgins appear in front of the hall.
This further proves that what is about to happen in the stock market today is extraordinary~!
Everyone was shocked and quickly ran to their positions in silence and began to work hard, or at least pretend to be working hard.
As the saying goes, "If you don't work hard and you don't work lazily, you won't be able to succeed."
Higgins is now on the front line. At this time, he naturally has to perform well. Even if he cannot perform at his best, at least he cannot perform at his worst. Otherwise, once he falls in his eyes, he may
I have to be laid off tomorrow.
But at this time, Director Higgins' attention was not on them at all. His narrow gray eyes were staring at the hall in front of him. He was in a daze, as if he was thinking about something.
At this time, the hands of the huge flying eagle clock in the exchange pointed to eight fifty-eight. There were only two minutes left before the market opened.
The staff looked at each other. They were all ready at their positions. Ink, pen and paper, delivery agreement... everything was complete.
Now we are just waiting for the market to open.
A deputy walked up quietly from a corner and handed the stock price list to Director Higgins for review.
Director Higgins nodded, waved his hand and said: "Just do this, let's get started~!"
The deputy immediately glanced at the large number of shareholders, shook his head and sighed, with a regretful expression on his face, and then walked back and handed the stock price to the staff.
This surprised the ordinary staff in front of them, and they thought to themselves: What happened to these two people today? It’s so mysterious.
The hands of the accurate flying eagle clock pointed to nine o'clock.
Immediately afterwards, three gongs sounded, and the stock exchange officially opened.
The stock market suddenly became noisy.
At this time, the much-anticipated share price of Feiying Railway was posted. Seeing this number, the hall suddenly became silent. The investors were stunned.
After a while, there was a chorus of sighs.
As soon as the market opened for Flying Eagle Railway, the price plummeted from 14.1 to 13. It was directly lower than yesterday by one gold. It was obvious that someone was selling the stock in large sums.
In the past, the stock price was still struggling, but today I don’t know why, even the effort of fighting was saved, and the person holding the tray seemed to have disappeared.
Ragnar and others gathered in their box, each with his head downcast and his eyes staring at the floor blankly, as if it was the end of the world.
The most common words people say are "what to do" and "what to do, what to do"
Like a broken gramophone, they kept repeating this sentence in hoarse and dry voices.
But... no one knows what to do.
When new shares were issued, they had to buy them in large quantities to prevent the share price from falling and shrinking the shares in their hands.
In this alone, they invested 20 million gold coins one after another to barely maintain balance.
In the subsequent confrontations, they lost nearly a thousand gold coins. In total, they had lost nearly 30 million gold coins.
Thirty million~!
Those are pure gold coins.
Except for old imperialist countries like Ruman, the annual income of most countries on the mainland cannot reach such a figure.
If they were still trying to make money at the beginning, then in the end, they would be struggling like crazy gamblers who are desperate to lose.
But now, let alone them, even if the bosses behind them, including several kings and dukes, have all plundered all their property, they can no longer spare 10,000 gold coins to invest in this brutal financial war.
This means that this golden game...
They have already lost~!
And I completely lost~!
Someone was still unwilling and stepped forward to grab Ragnar. He shook him and shouted desperately: "Ragna, think of a way. Think of a way..."
But Ragnar, who was always full of wit and shrewdness, would just shake his head blankly and say nothing.
What can he do now?
A few days ago, they were toasting to celebrate, but now they have become homeless dogs. The ups and downs of life are really exciting.
At this moment, what Ragna was thinking about the most was...how to escape~!
If the stock market makes money, it will be easy to say. When Duke De Rossi is happy, he may reward him heavily.
But once he loses money, Duke De Rossi and his vicious son will never let him go.
Not to mention the huge losses now~!
They will definitely go into a rage. Then they will peel off his skin and cramps, and cut his body into pieces~!
"Escape, you must escape." Ragna thought to himself, and at the same time he raised his eyes and looked around. The person he had been watching was not here at all. He should be hiding in the box with ice cubes and waiting.
This gave him a glimmer of life~!
At the same time, I also secretly thanked Lord Luo. He provided ice cubes to adjust the temperature of the box, as well as a sofa and fine wine. It was so comfortable that people couldn't bear to leave.
"Go to the brothel first, I still have some things there." Ragnar secretly calculated in his heart.
As a smart man and well aware of the dangers of the world, Ragnar, like a cunning rabbit, had already prepared an escape route and hid a sum of cash in the brothel.
"Lord Dunkel, where is Lord Dunkel?" Suddenly someone thought of Lord Dunkel as the organizer.
A person at the back of the crowd sneered and said: "He will never come again. That guy was cutting meat and running away a few days ago. He fooled us all. It's ridiculous that we still believe him~!"
"How is that possible?"
"Hell, he betrayed us."
"None of those nobles are good."
"Now that disaster is approaching, let's all fly away." Someone shouted loudly, waved his hands and walked out, obviously prepared to bear the pain and cut his flesh.
Another voice, like a ghost, said faintly: "The sooner you sell, the less you will lose."
Everyone suddenly woke up and immediately rushed out, wanting to throw away the stocks in their hands. The crowd even crowded at the door. In the past, these polite gentlemen did not hesitate to take action, pushing and shoving people in the hope of staying one step ahead.
Ragna saw that everyone was distracted and did not notice him. He quietly moved to the window and took a look down. It was not high from the ground, and there was still a lush grassland on the ground.
Ragnar turned over and jumped out of the window, running wildly along the grass towards the street outside the stock market.
A few minutes later, Ragnar's assistant returned after not seeing him for a long time. He searched all the way over and poked his head into the room, only to find that there was no one in the private room.
The assistant's face suddenly changed and he shouted loudly: "He ran away~!"
In the stock market, panic selling inevitably occurs.
In order to cash out as soon as possible, the stock price of Eagle Railway fell rapidly, and it took only a few minutes to break through the price of Thirteen.
Higgins stared at the stock price board without blinking, and silently recalled Chairman Leo's explanation in his heart. He must not let these trouble-making financial giants escape unscathed. This time, they must be beaten to death completely.
Let their losses wear their pants.
It's not that easy to cut off the flesh. Dozens of kilograms of bones have to be removed from their bodies even if they don't die.
Higgins followed the instructions and controlled the stock price to fall again, blocking the escape route for speculators.
The stock price of Eagle Railway was like a crash, falling from twelve to ten in the morning, from ten to eight in the afternoon, and stabilized at around eight o'clock before the market closed.
The speculators who held large amounts of Eagle Railway stock could only watch the falling numbers on the stock price board with tears in their eyes.
Every minute and every second, their wealth is disappearing by the tens of thousands.
Retail investors did not even dare to take action, and Nai'an stockholders who had just come into contact with stocks were also frightened by the sharp decline.
Some retail investors who originally planned to sell when the stock price dropped by more than 10% gave up the idea. Just kidding, who knows how far the stock price will fall in the next second.
Now even if the Eagle Railway can fall below the issue price, they will believe it.
Retail investors who saw with their own eyes that stocks could plummet like this finally understood the meaning of the gold-plated font hanging on the door: "The stock market is risky, so you need to be cautious when entering the market."
This taught them the most important lesson, that is, don't expect to get rich in the stock market.
After the market closed, most stock investors walked out of the stock trading floor as if they had lost their souls.
When the sea breeze blew in the evening, these retail investors suddenly woke up. Everything that happened today was enough for them to remember for a lifetime.
They could see with their own eyes that several so-called big traders who had been envied by others in the past had lost face and turned pale, walking out of the trading floor like zombies, just like the one in front of them.
He looked like a dead person, his face was white, his eyes were empty. He walked stiffly, as if his joints were rusty, and he walked with his legs stretched, and he seemed to be mumbling to himself.
No need to ask, this means losing all your capital on the Flying Eagle Railway.
"Fortunately I'm not him." Most of the passers-by on both sides were gloating.
As retail investors, they are very disgusted with these predators who manipulate stocks.
It was they who speculated the good Flying Eagle Railway to sky-high prices, sold it and bought it, and deprived their retail investors of the stock. If they wanted to make a fortune, all they lost was the interests of their retail investors.
The man who was scolded turned around and glanced at everyone. His eyes were so empty and terrifying that the passers-by took a step back in fear.
Then he made an unexpected move and suddenly rushed into the busy and extremely busy street.
Immediately there was a burst of people turning their backs on their backs, horses neighing, and people roaring in the street.
It was the rush hour for people to get off work, and the streets were full of horse-drawn carriages.
The man was knocked down by a speeding carriage, trampled by the horse's hooves and then run over by the wheels.
The crowd gathered around and looked down at the man lying motionless on the ground covered in blood.
The driver said anxiously beside him: "We all saw it, he rushed up suddenly."
"Dead..." A man who also just walked out of the stock market touched his neck, stood up and shook his head regretfully. "He just lost everything in the stock market."
At the same moment, Ragnar was wandering in front of the city gate of Nedel, looking up blankly at the last red glow on the horizon, not knowing where to go.
After escaping from the stock market, he rushed to the red dancing shoes outside the city as fast as he could.
Ragnar was cautious and did not get off at the door of Red Dance Shoes. Instead, he got off two blocks away. Along the winding alley, he cautiously walked towards Red Dance Shoes.
But Ragnar found what he least expected to see at the door. Two people who came with him were guarding the door, carefully observing the guests who entered.
Ragnar hurriedly retracted into the alley, made a big circle, and ran all the way to the back door of Red Shoes, but there was also a strong man squatting by the back door doing nothing, which was very suspicious.
Although it was not necessarily his own, Ragna did not dare to take this risk, so he had no choice but to turn around and escape.
He had nowhere to go, so he returned to Naider City, squatting in the corner of a house next to the city gate, thinking about what to do in the future.
You absolutely cannot go back to the hotel, there must be someone watching.
Now he is at the end of his rope, with very little money left.
There will be no going back to Leiria in the future.
"The world is so big, how can I find a place for myself?" Ragnar said sadly in his heart.
Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred, and Ragnar remembered Lord Dunkel. That old fox had deceived everyone. There might be hope in finding him.
Ragnar jumped up and patted the dust on his clothes, turned around and walked out of the city. Lord Dunkel was staying in a high-end hotel outside the city.
When he arrived at the door, Ragnar hid on the street corner and watched for a long time, making sure there were no suspicious people around before he walked in.
However, he was blocked by several servants in livery at the door. The servants had savage faces, stared at Ragna ferociously, and shouted unceremoniously: "Get away, get out of here."
Ragnar took a step back, adjusted his clothes, put on a flattering smile, bowed and said: "Brother, please let me know that Ragnar wants to see your lord."
The servant looked at him carefully up and down for a while. Seeing that he was not dressed like an ordinary person, he finally nodded reluctantly and said, "Just wait."
Turned around and walked in.
Ragna waited anxiously outside for a quarter of an hour before the servant slowly walked out, looked up at him, and said mockingly: "Our master said, if you don't know what Ragnar is, get out of here."
Ragnar was dumbfounded for a moment and said blankly: "How is that possible? I...I,"
Two days ago, Lord Dunkel gave him a top-quality cigar, patted his shoulder and praised him for his future, but suddenly he no longer recognized him.
Ragnar rolled his eyes, wandering back and forth in front of the door, then suddenly jumped up and rushed into the door.
Although the servants reacted with caution, they were quick and stopped Ragna on the steps.
Several servants scolded: "Do you want to die?"
While struggling, Ragnar shouted loudly: "Lord Dunkel, Lord Dunkel, I am Ragnar~!"
"Hit me~!" The servant roared angrily and punched Ragnar in the eye socket.
Ragna groaned and fell down, and several servants gathered around him, punching and kicking him.
The servants didn't stop until Ragna held his head and curled up as motionless as a prawn.
The four people grabbed his hands and feet respectively, lifted Ragna from the ground, walked a few steps and threw him on the street, then clapped their hands and went back laughing.
After a while, Ragnar got up from the trembling ground, stared at Lord Dunkel's hotel with blood-red eyes, spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, and limped along the street towards the city.
Go.
On the way, suddenly a loud shout came from the opposite side: "He's there, don't let him escape~!"
Ragnar was startled when he heard the familiar voice. He raised his head and saw his assistant and several people rushing towards him quickly. The expression on his face wanted to eat Ragnar alive.
Ragna turned around and ran away. His legs no longer hurt and his waist was no longer weak. He rushed through the dark streets like a whirlwind and plunged into the alley next to him.
Ragna knew very well that he would be dead if they caught up with him, so he used all his strength to rush through several streets.
Gradually, the sounds of the pursuers could no longer be heard. Ragnar looked back and saw that the man who was chasing after him finally disappeared.
Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly a dark shadow flew over from the corner of his eye, and a "woo" sound sounded.
"Not good~!" Ragnar screamed in his heart and received a heavy blow on his head. His vision went dark and he didn't know anything anymore.
The person who knocked him out casually threw down the stick, panted, and said: "This kid can really run. I almost didn't catch up, so I carried him back to see the boss."
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