Reborn Financial Overlord

After confirming some work matters again and greeting Shen Jiannan, Kevin Mitnick stood up and walked to the door of the trading room.

But suddenly, he hesitated and stopped again.

Looking back at the face younger than himself, he had to ask a thought that had puzzled him for a long time, like a cat scratching.

"Shen. Why, do you like being a devil so much?"

"Walter?"

Shen Jiannan was dumbfounded.

But soon, he understood why Mitnick asked such a question.

"You mean, the amount in the bank card?"

"You know, I didn't mean to ask that."

"If I tell you that everything is a coincidence, would you believe it?"

"Whatever you want to say? However, I don't quite believe it."

"Okay. Bon voyage."

"The dog's white."

"..."

On the streets of Rome at nearly nine o'clock, the sun has gradually risen, and the autumn sun shines on people, making people feel warm.

Carrying his crude luggage, Kevin Mitnick walked into a bank with brown lenses on. No one noticed that under the brown lenses, those blue eyes had a look that he didn't want to imitate at his age. Thorough and flat.

It is almost as clear and plain as seeing through everything.

Ten minutes later, he pulled the suitcase and walked out of the bank lobby again, losing the shadows, and the autumn sun suddenly became extraordinarily dazzling at this moment.

6666666.66 dollars.

Obviously, this is an amount that has been prepared long ago.

"What an interesting guy."

A smile appeared on Mitnick's slightly indifferent face, and he stopped a taxi. When the car stopped and got on the bus, he took out his phone and dialed a number on the other side of the ocean.

Los Angeles, McDonald's fast food restaurant.

Sydney dragged her tired body, wearing a white coat and a hygienic hat, trying to keep a smile on her face, and took away the messy garbage from a customer who was crossing her legs on the table.

She is over 50 years old, no longer young, and there are unpleasant wrinkles on her old face.

"Hey. Be careful not to stain my expensive clothes."

"I'm sorry. Sir, I'll be careful."

"You'd better be careful, you won't be able to afford to stain my suit if it gets dirty."

"..."

Having been in the service industry for decades, Sydney has long been used to being scolded, so she didn't get angry because of it, but was more careful with her movements.

Finally, the dining table became spotless again under her careful tidying.

bell bell -

Suddenly, a phone rang from the counter.

"Sydney. Your phone number."

Telephone?

Sydney, who was about to take out the garbage, was startled, but soon thought of who would be calling her, put down the garbage in her hand, took off a glove, and she couldn't wait to walk quickly to the phone.

"Kevin. My boy, is that you?"

"..."

On the other side of the phone, holding the phone, Mitnick's heart suddenly felt sore.

"Mom. It's me. Are you okay?"

Sure enough, it was my child.

Xue Li looked around in shock, and quickly lowered her voice.

"Son. Where are you now. Police station?"

"No. I'm abroad now, and a guy hired me and promised to get me out of the crime. You know, those bastards are always rich, and they can deal with even more bastard bureaucrats."

"God. My child, I told you that we can be poor, but we can't do immoral things. Have you forgotten what I said?"

"I haven't forgotten. But he's a sweet jerk. Always stealing from the rich and giving to the poor and helping the poor, I've seen him do it elsewhere, spending thousands of dollars, helping out-of-school kids can go on read."

"..."

"..."

"How much salary does he give you a month?"

"Fifty-five hundred dollars."

"Oh, buy Karma. With so much money, are you sure you won't do anything illegal?"

"Mom, why can't you trust me? He just asked me to design a program and asked me to help more people avoid being harmed. How could this be illegal?"

"Then why did he give you such a high salary?"

"Dear mother, your son is a talent, always has been. Don't imagine your smart and wise son is so bad, I, Kevin, is a piece of gold."

"..."

"..."

at the same time.

Shen Jiannan looked up at the ceiling, his eyes were a little dazed.

If I didn't guess wrong, Kevin must have talked to his mother at this time, but when can I go home?

The autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves, and when the leaves fall, people return to knowledge.

Suddenly, Shen Jiannan became acquainted. He thought of the newly built French-style manor, the cattle pens that still smelled like the village, and the wrinkled old face that was always nagging.

"Is this the love of blood?"

"Sir. There is a situation!"

Suddenly, Geman's trading director, Seminovich, called out.

Shen Jiannan restrained his mind, subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the display screen in the central area.

ITL812.55 sold 66

ITL812.75 sold 66

ITL812.95 sold 66

.......

ITL813.35 sold 66

.......

Below the market for Lira, suddenly a large amount of selling orders poured out, and the blood-red eyes were particularly dazzling under the reflection of the liquid crystal.

66.

A string of 66s sold.

Therefore, Shen Jiannan's face turned dark immediately.

After testing the program module just now, the trading here has stopped, and the sell order on the handicap was not done by him at all.

Paralyzed, who is blaming me.

You can think of it with your butt, and when these 66 in the market are conveyed to the media and prostitutes, 100% of them will be pushed on his head.

At that time, what demons are acting; shocked, the eastern demons are in the holy city; 66 strikes again, is this a moral decline or a distortion of human nature...

Such a title party is enough to attract a wave of attention.

ITL813.75 sold 666

......

Looking at the number of transactions on the lira handicap, Shen Jiannan was very crooked. It was absolutely unbelievable that someone was taking advantage of his reputation to make trouble.

The entire trading room was completely silent, and even the quiet drop of a needle could be heard clearly.

Some people want to laugh, but dare not laugh.

No one knows if my husband is very troubled now.

But what's the use of being upset, just like Uncle Lantern, as long as there is shit, it must be done by him.

"Anna, don't worry about the foreign exchange market. Such a big sell-off, with the foreign exchange reserves of the Bank of Italy, they can last up to three days. I'm sure they will raise interest rates again."

"Sir. You mean, we short MIB?"

Chapter 26 Eyes Are All 666

MIBTEL, the abbreviation of the Milan Stock Exchange Stock Index, was established in 1967 and is managed by Standard & Poor's, which includes the largest forty constituent stocks of the Milan Stock Exchange.

It is the earliest stock exchange in Italy and the largest stock exchange in Italy.

The stock index code is 9I0046, which is composed of a comprehensive weighted average index.

Now, if the Bank of Italy wants to maintain the exchange rate of the lira, it must create all positive factors to counter the impact of market capital and capital outflows.

Capital is chasing profit. If you want to keep those capitals that are leaving, you can only get more income. Given the current economic environment in Italy, the only way to raise interest rates is to let capital see real benefits.However, raising the interest rate will inevitably tighten the currency circulation in the market, capital will flow into the bank to obtain stable interest, and less funds will be used to purchase and promote the stock price. This is undoubtedly a substantial unfavorable factor for the securities market.

Moreover, if the Italian central bank wants to maintain the lira exchange rate, it needs to keep throwing out its foreign exchange reserves to buy liras in the market. It is impossible to take care of the securities market.Otherwise, to stabilize the securities market, the prices there will be even worse due to the expansion of supply.

It can be said that the Italian central bank has no choice at all. As one of the core member states of the European Community, it must choose to keep the price of the lira from falling below the lower track of the floating mechanism.

Then, the securities market can only be abandoned.

Snapped--

Shen Jiannan snapped his fingers and gave Anna Seminovich a look of approval.

"Anna. You're getting smarter."

Anna Semenovich was Yulia Sidorov's assistant transferred from the Ministry of Finance. She had a hot figure and a sweet appearance. Her fair complexion was even fairer with her golden hair.

Hearing Shen Jiannan praise her, she held her head high and threw a big wink, full of seductive flavor.

"Sir. Is there a reward?"

Gumbling—

Shen Jiannan swallowed exaggeratedly, his eyes swept around Seminovich.

"I have hundreds of millions of rewards ready at all times, but... I'm worried that your lady will hack me to death at night."

"It's really a heartless guy. But this time you passed the test. I will tell the lady to put away the scissors by the bed."

"My God. You women are horrible."

"..."

After some teasing, Anna Seminovich returned to the seat in the trading area. When she sat down, the sexy and hot enchanting girl suddenly turned into a frozen goddess with a frosty face, which provoked several other men. The member kept slandering secretly in his heart.

The same man, how can he face such a big gap.

"Boris. What is that look in your eyes? Now, let's get to work."

"..."

Milan is the fashion and art center of the world, as well as a famous historical and cultural city in the world. At the same time, it is also one of the four major economic centers in Europe.

A large part of the reason why Italy was able to become the seventh most economically developed country in the world in a certain period of time is because of the economic growth that Milan has contributed to this country.

This is the birthplace of world-renowned brands such as Armani, Versace, PRADA, DOLCE&GABBANA, Valentino, MOSCHINO, etc. It is also the second largest city in Italy, and the GDP of the entire metropolitan area even accounts for 5.00% of Italy's GDP.

The autumn sunshine is extremely mild. Standing outside the stock exchange, the sunlight penetrates through the glass curtain wall and shines on people, making people feel the comfort brought by the warmth.