A Beautiful Day; Additional Chapter Sponsored by Night Chen Wang, #58
The recent surge in Galil's stock price has revitalized the entire Bu Peien, a potential international Financial Center that has attracted numerous financial investors from both domestic and international markets.
Everywhere exuded a vitality not seen for several years, with people wearing genuine smiles, exchanging investment insights, and exploring new insider information.
A gentleman who was observing the passersby turned around, walked to a deck chair and sat down, wearing only a bathrobe.
He held a pure silver Kolef in his hand, and on the table next to him was a bottle of expensive, high-end liquor.
Everything in the room exudes luxury!
He exhaled a wisp of pure, aromatic smoke after it swirled in his mouth, and at the same time asked a question, "Is there a possibility that Galil will collapse?"
There were other people in the room besides him.
Some girls were attentively serving these people. Most of them were not from the Federal; they came from all over the world, but they all had the same name—stinking international speculators.
The only thing that makes these people happy is making money. In the process of making money, they never consider whether their speculative behavior will have a bad influence and consequences on some regions or some families.
Sometimes they would even gleefully talk about how many families they had bankrupted and how many people had jumped off rooftops.
They don't care; they only care about how much the numbers in their accounts have increased. That's all they care about.
Two years ago, they went on a rampage in the Federal, pushing the Federal financial system to a very dangerous level. Even though the Financial Management Committee issued various announcements to warn people of the risks in the financial sector, it was of no use.
These people drive prices up wildly by constantly trading with each other, igniting people's deepest desires and luring them into their carefully crafted traps.
In reality, these methods are not particularly sophisticated, nor do they require much power or preparation. All that's needed is for these people to start playing this game of musical chairs in tacit agreement. And this is precisely the simplest way for international speculators to harm a country's financial system.
Speculator (I) sells the financial products he holds to speculator (II) for ten dollars. Speculator (II) then sells them back to speculator (I) for eleven dollars. Speculator (I) then sells them back to (II) for twelve dollars.
Financial Market follow the benchmark of real-time transaction prices. This constant turnover causes prices to rise continuously, and the price of such financial products can climb to an alarming level.
This is just a simplified description. In reality, the organizers of this game of musical chairs weren't just two people, but tens of thousands of international speculators. They created a false sense of prosperity in the Financial Market, but many people couldn't see through it! No matter how much people outside the market tried to dissuade them, it was useless. They created a situation where money could be picked up simply by bending down, and everyone who joined was making money like crazy! Even the most composed person would become irrational in the face of such a crazy surge. Once they participated, they became part of the whole process.
Prices keep rising, and when they think it's about right, they pull out and leave, burying all the buyers.
An item worth only ten yuan was repeatedly sold and sold for fifty or a hundred yuan. They took several times or even ten times the profit and then made others fill the hole.
Without these irrational speculators who disregard market rules, the overheated market will quickly cool down. But this cooling is different from ordinary cooling; it's like pouring ice water on red-hot steel! Once panic selling takes hold, everyone will fall into hell.
Actually, this set of things is nothing special or new!
Groups that specialize in auctions do the same thing. Before a project starts, they select an artist who has some historical fame but whose works are not expensive, buy up all the works available on the market, and then use the power of the media to hype them up.
Afterwards, they would put some of their works up for auction at various auction houses. At first, the prices were indeed not high, but they were not in a hurry.
They would auction off and buy their own goods, once, twice, three times...
Newspapers kept reporting that the artist's works were suddenly in high demand and prices were soaring to an unreasonable level. Then, some novice investors attracted by the high returns would enter the market and take over the losses.
However, these people basically can't sell them after they buy them, and the market will eventually return to rationality and calm after the hype ends.
The current situation is repeating what happened in the Federal Financial Market two years ago. The turnover rate of Galil is too high, and the price keeps rising, which is exciting but also a little scary.
The other person in the room smiled and said, "Whether it collapses or not, it won't be a big problem for us. Facts have already proven that once."
The others in the room chuckled softly. They had done it once before in the Federal, and even though some warned the investors that there might be huge problems, there were always greedy people. As long as people have a little bit of greed, they can make money.
"The Federal is still very wealthy!" one of them said, laughing. "Two years ago, their financial system suffered a major blow, but now, look, there's an investor in every lit window on the street. It's like a Gold Mine that can never be exhausted. As long as you swing your pickaxe, you're sure to dig out gold!"
People were talking and laughing loudly, and soon their conversation shifted from finance to other topics. They would talk about things that made the girls blush, and seeing the girls' expressions only fueled their interest.
After a chaotic night, the group fell into a deep sleep in a villa they had bought two years earlier at a very low price during the Federal Financial Tsunami.
The Federal Financial Market is becoming increasingly sophisticated and developed, allowing trading of most of the world's financial products. This has led to a growing influence of the Federal financial environment and industry, attracting people to flock to the country.
Many international financial professionals have begun to shift their focus from Gefra and other countries to the Federal. Of course, the Federal's naval victory is also an important factor. In the future, the Federal may become the core of world finance.
Therefore, investing in some real estate in advance is very necessary, as these houses can make a lot of money in the future.
These speculators are not opposed to investing in industries with slow returns, provided the returns are high enough.
Just as the people in the room were still savoring the afterglow of yesterday's frenzy, the door was pounded on loudly. The homeowner, casually draped in a bathrobe, grumbled as he climbed out from the pile of bodies, walked to the door, and opened it.
The sunlight outside pierced through the space in an instant, shining on people's pale faces. The frenzy of the night had exhausted them too much mental and physical energy, and their complexions were all rather unpleasant.
He raised his hand to shield his eyes from the sun and asked unhappily, "What happened? Don't you know I'm still sleeping?"
His assistant was backlit, and the stronger the light, the darker his face became. He couldn't see his assistant's features at all until the assistant took a step closer, as if about to say something, at which point he noticed the panic on the other person's face.
This made him realize that something bad had happened, so he immediately grabbed his assistant's arm and stood at the door, asking, "What happened?"
The assistant's eyes betrayed an undisguised panic. He swallowed hard and whispered, "Something terrible has happened..."
"The Provincial Governor of a province in Nagaril has declared independence from the Nagaril United Kingdom, becoming the neutral Mengwu Neutral State..."
Tinnitus is a very mysterious phenomenon. Some doctors believe that tinnitus is caused by changes in intracranial pressure. A sudden change in intracranial pressure can compress some tissues and nerves, resulting in phenomena such as auditory hallucinations, tinnitus, or even visual hallucinations.
These symptoms will disappear once blood pressure and brain pressure decrease.
This gentleman had never experienced tinnitus before, but at this moment, the whole world seemed to fall silent, without a sound, except for the soft moaning sound in his ears.
It's like the alarm sound from a buzzer that keeps going on and on when there's no TV signal.
He experienced blackouts and lost his balance, nearly falling over. He had exhausted too much energy and strength the night before, and now, after such a terrible blow, he immediately fainted.
When he woke up, he was already in the hospital, with no friends around him, only his assistant pacing anxiously back and forth.
Upon seeing him awake, his assistant rushed over to inquire about his condition, but he paid no attention to such matters. He gripped his assistant's hand tightly, pulling him close with all his might, and asked, "Have you cleared out the stock?"
The assistant's expression also turned grim, which meant things weren't so simple. He asked again, "Where is the Federal's fleet?"
As he spoke, he suddenly grimaced and hissed, the sharp pain in his brain causing him to gasp in surprise.
He still held a sliver of hope: the Federal would certainly not allow Nagaril to descend into chaos. The Federal had too many interests in Nagaril, and they had also dispatched a fleet, which should now have reached the outer waters of Nagaril.
If the fleet reaches Nagaril and adopts an attack posture, then everything can be salvaged.
But his assistant's next words sent a chill down his spine. "The Federal Minister of Foreign Affairs just... held a press conference, where he stated to the world that the Federal will not interfere in the internal affairs of other countries..."
"The Federal's fleet is only there to protect the safety of Federal investors and workers and to deter the Nagaril People. They... are not there to help the Nagaril royal family 'suppress the rebellion'!"