Chicago 1990

"Are you familiar with Jordan Belfort? That king of Wall Street junk stocks."

He decided to ask O'Grady again, "Is he having any trouble or a more dangerous lawsuit recently?"

"I know this person, Fujibe Magazine used to call him the Robin Hood in the stock market. Ha, those editors really know how to play word games. Robin Hood is not a law-abiding figure."

O'Grady laughed and said, "He has never been less troublesome. Since the end of the 1980s, he has been sued by clients who have lost money, by his peers, and by regulators. It is more dangerous for him, um... This year, the National Association of Securities Dealers (NASD) is suing his Stratton Oakmont Financial Company. It is very resolute and should have a lot of evidence."

"What is the gameplay? What is the gameplay of his financial company?" Song Ya asked.

"If I knew, I would break the news to NASD. In short, it should be some tricks to deceive investors and manipulate the stock price. He is actually just a marginal figure on Wall Street, and he manages the most funds plate... 1 billion?"

O'Grady also reminded like Picall, "Don't overlap with people like him."

"Of course." Song Yatuo thought for a while, and his heart was completely settled.

It should be just a coincidence. Whether it is apocalypse movies or songs, they are not so closely related to the situation at the time. Jordan Belfort's gameplay is also incomparable with the Nasdaq chairman.

"Sure, Mr. O'Grady."

Several young people with the work number plates of Northern Trust's IT department pinned to their chests greeted them and filed out of the study.

"Okay, APLUS, come, I will teach you how to use it."

O'Grady walked over and sat in Songya's seat, "In this way, you set a password first." He tapped the keyboard and began to demonstrate how to use the Bloomberg terminal.

This PC-like gadget is only for rent, not for sale. The rent is not cheap. In addition to browsing and querying the stock market, you can also see Bloomberg News. His family’s domestic and international events and financial news are fast, concise, and credible. Professional companies basically use it.

"You do it, enter the stock code... this way... yes."

O'Grady gave up his seat and taught by hand. Song Ya learned quickly, "You are really a genius APLUS, haha...huh?" He was complimenting, suddenly the corner of his eye swept across the carpet and dropped a five-knot bill, bending over to pick it up. Get up and put it on the table.

Song Yahe stood in front of the honour corner of the study, glanced at Ms. Sloan, who was intent on playing the Little Golden Man, and stuffed the money in his pocket.

"Well, Nasnak is about to enter the call auction. You watch the offer and I will call." O'Grady dialed the landline.

Today is the day when YAHOO goes public. After investing in the Madoff Fund, Song Ya still has 10 million idle funds left. He decided to follow the familiar feeling when using YAHOO search. It doesn’t matter if he missed the early investment, he simply bought him in the open market. Ten million yuan.

"Internet companies will be popular in the market as long as they go public. This time I will not make the mistake of estimating Netscape's first-day stock price movement." O'Grady said with a microphone around his neck: "The issue price is 13 yuan, at least today. Double it?"

"Regardless of it, in short, wait for the fastest time to eat, and I will hold it for a long time after opening a position." Song Ya ordered.

"Seriously APLUS, I am not as good as your long-term holding of stocks. In fact, the market is a bit overheated this year, except for Apple..." O'Grady complimented.

"It's okay not to mention Apple."

"OK, OK."

O'Grady began to concentrate on remotely controlling the traders of Northern Trust. The stock price of an Internet company that had no income and no profitability went up. Netscape sold more than one million copies of software last year, with operating income exceeding six. Ten million.

"It's done, you can open champagne."

Playing finance is a stimulus. After about 20 minutes, traders will scan the market for 10 million dollars worth of stocks. The average cost per share is 22 dollars, which is about 0.038 of YAHOO’s total share capital. The method is the same as that of Netscape's IPO, with very few initial sales.

After the closing, YAHOO's stock price continued to rise. This investment has already begun to make money, so O'Grady wants to open champagne.

"no problem."

There is a party in Highland Manor today. In order to cover Halle Berry, who was clamoring for coming, it was only in the morning that the staff of the party company were busy inside and outside the villa. Song Ya accompanied O'Grady and Ms. Sloan to the bar in the lobby. Before, the bartender hadn't gone to work, so he poured champagne on them by himself.

"Next, Dile will negotiate with YAHOO and Infoseek about the Sunnyvale land transfer?" O'Grady asked.

"Yes, our governor's wife has gone to Silicon Valley."

Song Ya laughed and said, Alicia went with her own mission. The American music website is in urgent need of the land transfer fee. According to Dilei’s idea, the more expensive the better, but she doesn’t want him to engage in the relationship with YAHOO. Too stiff.

The subtlety is not very convenient to tell an unrelated person like O'Grady.

"It's time to go to the shooting range, boss." Mavota came over to report: "Today the blade soldier's gun instruction will also come."

"Well, right now."

Song Ya raised his neck and didn't waste every drop of wine in the glass. At this moment, the phone rang, and he had picked it up in person without an assistant. Besides, it was Mira's number. "Huh?" He muttered and rinsed with champagne. mouth.

"I'm almost at your house! I drove here alone, Black Dodge!" Mira's excited voice came from the earpiece.

"puff……"

He almost squirted O'Grady with a sip of wine and was choked with a cough, "Ahem, uh, hem, why don't you say hello..."

"Open the door, I'm here! There are so many paparazzi at your door..."

"Okay, okay... Mavota, let them open the gate of the manor."

Song Ya had to wait at the entrance of the villa, and as expected, a very ordinary black Dodge car drove over.

"Let me think..."

Ms. Sloan said behind him: "APLUS is actually a very affectionate man. He has always been thinking about his old love. After the divorce from DIVA, he reconciled quickly. How about the PR draft?"

Weird?Saying goodbye to the big tree, the troubles of the forest soon returned. Song Ya began to imagine waiting for Halle to arrive in the afternoon, and his head hurt...

The first time I came, Mira didn't know the road inside the manor, turned around and drove directly to the garage. Today it was moderately raining in Chicago, and Marvota ran over to let her stop and help open the door.

The big white girl in a short leather jacket, skinny jeans, a men's top hat and sunglasses got out of the car. After all, she is a supermodel. She is stylish in casual wear, and she also takes into account the disguise.

"In order not to be noticeable, I specially booked a flight to Milwaukee, and then rent a car from there..."

Mila ran all the way under the umbrella of Mavota, "The paparazzi at your door didn't respond." She proudly took off the top hat and sunglasses, and shook her head to spread out the long hair in the hat. , "The windows of the car I rented are dark in color, so it’s okay if you don’t focus on the photo with the flash...Uh."

Before she finished her words, she saw the people coming and going in the hall and the party company employees who were betting their gifts.

"There is no need to be so careful, I said it doesn't matter."

Song Ya stretched out her hand to hold her waist, "Introduce, O'Grady of Northern Trust, and Ms. Sloan, my public relations and political consultant."

"Hi." She shook hands generously.

"Go in and say, yes, have you got your character?"

"Got it! Heroine!"