Reborn American Tyrant

With the most dominant kind of pricing power in the world, hawser can indeed do whatever it wants. It's too low to take away Silly Daiki's oil fields, and that's the level of small Japan.

You see what people are playing with now?

Oil for food!

Anyway, you want to explode the soldier will not be able to, food consumer goods at will. But the point is, you decide the price, and you supervise the account, so it's a bit too much to play.

I'm not sure if this is a good idea, but it is.

Futures were originally created to hedge risk between buyers and sellers. As an oil trader, if the price of oil was really low, he could adjust his production schedule and recover some of his losses in the futures market.

The same goes for petrochemical companies, whose source of wealth should be production. If the price of oil rises too high, they can recover some of their losses. What determines the price of oil, however, often depends on demand.

In a sense, the futures market serves to regulate the demand for the means of production in the market.

However, Peanutton is really annoying.

Nima, what is the concept of all the oil produced by Dumb Wood?

To be honest, this product is just completely idle, you can't even finish your own oil, why worry about the king's house next door. Now, the entire desert region is completely under the shadow of Eagle Jam.

So it's no wonder that giants like Enron and Pacific Gas have to find another way. Not that their fraudulent behavior should be encouraged, but it's a bit of an up-and-down. To be honest, people in this business are either greedy or shamelessly nasty, but one thing you don't hear about these people is that they kill themselves.

The money is not his. If he can't do it, he will go into bankruptcy, and someone will take the blame.

"You see, boss, according to your request, we entered all the historical data into the server, and then our software engineers used a little more imagination, and it automatically completes the delivery when the turnover index reaches the data variable, which is a bit like the early morning pool bidding, to say the least."

As William White kept tapping away at the keyboard, Larry Ellison took the opportunity to explain. Obviously, this guy is still very proud of himself, his boss's brain is good, and his buddy's crew is very helpful, and if this system works, the rules of Wall Street need to change.

Because there's no way to be sure that the person you just completed a transaction with is not a human being, or a machine, or just a dog. Or a machine, or just a dog.

Who would have thought that he would be so proud of what he said here that William White would be sweating like a pig? Nima, I want a hen, do you have to give me a chicken farm?

"Uh, you're saying we're going to replace the manipulators with computers in the future?" It's a little dark in the face, but you're going to block out half of Wall Street!

William White waved his hand and said, "Phil, it's not that outrageous, we're not market makers. We're not a market maker. It's impossible to replace human beings, and that's just the way it is, but ultimately it's people who have to make the decisions.

It's one thing to have access to a computer, it's another thing to give it all to a computer.

Larry, is there a way, to segment these programs so that, for example, the computer spots a trade or arbitrage opportunity, it sends an order to the trader, and then the trader decides whether or not to proceed."

Er, now it's Larry Ellison's turn to be upset. Where's my advantage in doing this? Opportunity is so fleeting on Wall Street that you could be blind if you wait.

"Boss, this way, there is no way to perpetuate this artificial intelligence. In fact, the computer language is constantly infused with data and also needs to adapt to various trading frequencies, and when it accumulates to a certain point, we'll have a super trader.

In fact, I think this may be the ultimate expression of artificial intelligence."

Holy shit, William White is stunned, dude told you to get an early warning system, you got me an artificial intelligence. But yeah, there's not enough reason to say it's not artificial intelligence to refute it.

In fact, it's what came to be known as Big Data. It's a bit insane to describe it as artificial intelligence. Hollywood movies about this kind of scenario have been made to death, and when it comes to artificial intelligence and intelligent robots, it's either the end of the world or ethics.

In William White's view, the so-called AI is really just a pile of data. Take Deep Blue, the blue giant, for example, but this guy's chess game is boring. No matter how many moves you make, this guy always starts counting from the first move. Anyway, he's fast enough, and you're a chess master for nothing.

Of course, when a man comes up with such an idea, encouragement is necessary. Whether or not to use such tactics is a matter for the managers, and it's not necessary to do so for fear's sake. The world can't stop just because you're afraid. This is true of the use of nuclear energy, of genetically modified foods, and of cloning.

So, what about AI?

It shouldn't be any different, because the human brain is strange, and it likes to learn from its failures.

"Larry, what's that engineer's name?" As each of his two men refused to budge, William White had to come out and play the game. Of course, he didn't care about the conflicts among his men. There are times when it's a good idea to use conflict to manage a company.

Is it possible to have a company where all the men work together?

Yes, Motorola, a group of ambitious people, finally pushed the boss out.

The same goes for Cisco, where a bunch of ambitious guys just pushed out the founder. If it was just a management buyout, it wouldn't be a big deal. If your boss wasn't such a jerk, it wouldn't have happened. But with the intervention of outside forces, the situation is completely different.

Of course, it's okay for the underlings to pinch each other, but they can only do it to each other, which is the red line William White drew for them. It's a terrible thing to be in the same party, and if it comes to that, a purge will be necessary.

"The boss's name is Ozil, and he's Germanic."

"Erm, are you sure this guy isn't from some soccer club, or racing club?

Okay, okay, I'm just kidding," said William White. William White waved his hand and continued, "I approve of the project, but, well, you have to be prepared for it to work.

By the way, let's see if we can extend this a bit, haven't you noticed that we can analyze the shopping habits of our users through some of the browsing history uploaded to our servers."