American Fortune Life

Chapter 938: This Storm Is Nothing! (10/13)

Gold is one of the most liquid assets of all types in the world and is the only asset that does not have to be realized by national credit or corporate commitment. People are happy to accept gold, which tends to be faster than other assets for large transactions.

At present, Andy is very clear that gold can meet the hedging investment needs that investors expect to translate into mistrust of their credit currencies, but now think tanks are telling him that the gold futures are going to plummet next, which has to get him tangled up.

This is not a joke, he currently has billions of dollars as capital to leverage Bao's gold futures, which, if it really plummets, not to mention heavy losses in an instant, will keep him and his men busy for nothing.

“Boss, profit-making throwbacks are inevitable, and now the gold futures market is just too big, from $640 per ounce last February, to $958 per ounce, and in just one year, it has soared by over $300, which is insane.

In the past 40 years of gold demineralization, the world's gold mines have produced 3.5 billion ounces of gold, roughly distributed today: 1 billion ounces in central bank vaults, more than 1 billion ounces processed into jewellery and crafts, and another third reinvested in speculators.

Recently, we discovered that the central banks are sneaking around, and the performance period of the gold hedging properties is about 9 months. This situation has been going on for more than 12 months. The think tank believes that it will likely plummet in mid-March, or late March at the latest, before it breaks easily to $1,000 per ounce! ”

At the CEO's office in Gaia, New York, Alvitelli smiled and shook her head slightly at the other side of the phone with some anxiety. Everyone was waiting for the big boss on the other side of the phone to make the right decision.

What they worry about most now is that the big boss is dominated by a burgeoning greed, and no one can let go easily in the face of youhuo, who can easily raise a dollar to account for tens of millions of dollars.

Now they're trying to get the big boss to stop at the craziest hour and throw up and pull out of the gold futures market, a decision that is undoubtedly hard to decide.

“Oh...” Andy grabbed the microphone, smiled bitterly, pinched his eyebrows, reached out to take a cigar out of the wooden box on the table, the assistant hurried out some anxiety to light the lighter, and then stretched out his fingers to gently help him rou the sun xue, hoping to help the Great Demon relieve the stress.

Andy extended his hand to push away the assistant's massage, frowned and breathed smoke, a matter of hundreds of millions of decision tangles, some of which made him very uncomfortable, and this was the first time he had made a decision without any certainty and wandered powerlessly.

I thought I was ready for the day. Think tanks, career managers, from virtual assets to physical assets, and so on, aren't they all prepared to start out because they're worried about losing their gold fingers?

Now that the think tank has given advice, why are you still involved?

Greed!

Pff--

Andy opened his eyes wide and breathed smoke out of his mouth, expressing his perseverance: "Then start shipping slowly! ”

“Hoo--”

Al in the New York office closed his eyes, breathed a heavy cloud, and his expression became relaxed. He nodded at the colleagues who had realized what was through his expression and smiled like a relief on everyone's face.

“Good boss, we ship every time the innovation is high, and when it rises to $1,000, we close the position! ”

“I understand, don't worry, boss...” The smile on Alvitelli's face grew brighter and more compliant, hanging up the phone and saying to the heads of the think tanks in the office: “The boss told me he believed in our analysis and prediction! ”

Everyone in the office had a happy smile on their faces, and now they feel that their think tank is really showing value. Before, they were more like the arms extended by the genius boss, more like a bunch of high-end clutter, helping the genius boss do all kinds of clutter and reinforcement.

And now it's finally working as a brain, and it's endorsed by the boss, which means a lot to think tanks.

In the Little Versailles Palace study, the little assistant's face was slightly red, his nose was slightly disturbed and he sat in Andy's arms, his voice was trembling with the briefings in his hand, while Andy's Lushan claws were used to practicing transporting balls and his eyes were closed slightly, which brought him many feelings today.

Goldfinger brought him all that he now possesses, while also placing invisible shackles on his mind and thoughts. Crisis consciousness made him early to prepare for the unknown future, so that he could remain sober and sane, without being constantly succeeded and become arrogant and self-serving.

“Fire, Phew - Rockets have won 11 straight, Bobby Jackson traded from the Hornets before the trade deadline... Boss ~”

“Hmm?” Andy looked back and chun's sweet little assistant, smashing his mouth chun, smiling softly: “What, hungry again? ”

The little assistant had a beautiful white face filled with red xia, a bite on chun's mouth, fog in his eyes, and some nodded anxiously sitting.

On February 24, 2008, the 80th Oscar Awards will be held at the Koda Theatre in Los Angeles, and the stars will be dressed in red carpet at 3: 00 p.m.

In the black Rolls-Royce, Andy looked around at Scarlett spitting in a purple lace skinny evening dress: “What's the difference between you and him meowing and not wearing, okay, and you know wearing a nei... ”

Looking at the clear black BRA lifting up the arrogant upper perimeter, and the little black KK, it really felt like a xing infinity. When I went to the hotel to pick her up, I almost pressed her down instantly.

“Oh, I was very pleased with this dress, the back was still bareback, when I went to find the dress, I saw this at first glance, it was perfect!” Scarlett laughed proudly at the bright red chun, stretching her fingers back and forth in Andy's hand and drawing a circle, "said Mei,“ Can I just wear this dress tonight, would you like to try it on? ”

Andy blinked a few times and smiled badly: "This is necessary! But, honey, the storm out there will keep you cold! ”

Scarlett slammed Andy, turning to the rain-fed windows and the staff, the audience and the reporters, all around the venue with umbrellas.

“For Hollywood, which has just gone through a big strike, this storm is nothing! ”

Los Angeles, which has always been sunny, did not make the weather forecast a joke, as expected, but it did not in any way affect the enthusiasm of the red carpet of the stars who held it for more than three months.