Chapter 367: The end of speculation

The outside world is frost-like, and homeless people are wandering on the streets. In order to compete for the ownership of the swill bucket of the back kitchen of the hotel, some people even brought out a knife to fight for your life.
People living in high society still have parties and wear expensive dresses that ordinary people cannot afford with a full year's salary. , Every night singing.
Sitting in the car going home, watching two homeless people pierce each other's chests with rusty'iron bars' for a piece of moldy bread, and until the blood flow, they rushed into the bread. Panic ran away in his arms.
Maybe he has children to raise, maybe he has family, maybe--
Everyone has a reason to live. Whether they are winners or losers, their moods are the same, sad, confused, and painful.
But this is reality, always a cruel reality.
Human beings are a forgetful creature, and time is the best healing medicine.
The tulip bubble of the 17th century, the capacity crisis of country Y in the 18th century, the financial crisis of 1895 and 1899.
In 1900, 1907, 1914, and 1921, financial crises caused by various incentives still occurred in Europe and America.
But people will never learn a lesson, just as people in the future will still not learn from this Great Depression.
Those smart guys just need to take out the old routines of centuries ago, repack them, and put it another way...
See, a new miracle was born.
The most interesting thing is that the financial crisis is like a vicious circle, it will come back every few or ten years.
People started complaining and complaining, resenting the institutions or people who caused all this, or blaming everything on the government.
Then they tightened their belts, cut spending, and looked for more cost-effective ways to have fun in times of economic downturn.
When it left, the world was suddenly bright, and it would be forgotten by 99% of people in just a few months to a year or two.
A small number of these people are still vigilant and waiting, watching the economic recovery, soaring, crazy, and then the final fall harvest season.
Every time this time, the money in their pockets will increase by hundreds or tens of millions of dollars.
Standing in the luxurious office of the skyscraper, through the large glass curtain wall, watching the ants underneath opened champagne to celebrate the wonderful victory.
Livermore is one of them. His success in the stock market crash made him regarded as an ‘idol’ by many stockbrokers on Wall Street. ’
But now the idol is in great trouble. Since the Great Depression succeeded in shorting, any action on the stock market ended in failure.
The huge value of the original one billion US dollars fell to less than 30 million, and he was already stuck in the money and could not break free.
The more he loses, the more he loses, the more unwilling he is in his heart. There is always a voice saying, ‘you will do miracles again, maybe next time, next time. ’
The typical gambler's psychology makes him gradually forget experience and risk, and his operation becomes blind and hasty.
So a sum of millions and tens of millions of funds hit the stock market. In addition to causing the turmoil, the splashing water quickly returned to death.
He has too many stocks in his hands, and as the situation worsens, his value also shrinks.
By the time Livermore wanted to close, it was too late.
His wealth comes from the success of the stock, but it is also the stock that makes him fall into the cloud.
An old-fashioned ‘curse,’ people will always fall in the field he is good at, and will not be able to afford it.
This reminded Li Zitao of the old stalk in the network of the previous life. "It is the old drivers who overturned."
As for where his money went, Li Zitao only knew that Wells Fargo had made a profit of $60 million.
In his private account in Switzerland, he has an extra $110 million. For others, the ghost cares who it is in.
After meeting Livermore for the first time on Chicago’s Gold Coast, Li Zitao smelled him, a touch of ink...
He is familiar with the aroma, it is the smell of money.
People's greed is endless, especially when they have achieved great success and their hearts have expanded beyond control.
Livermore is a typical example, a tempting ‘steak full of sauce,’ secretly countless people staring at him, grinding knives and forks in their hands, waiting to share this rare and delicious super delicious.
Livermore knew, he knew...
But he didn't care, "Who am I, I am Livermore, I am the king of speculation."
Then, he flung the street gorgeously.
His every move is'transparent', there are traces, the predators hidden in the water pool wield sharp fangs, and when he is confident that he wants to copy the miracle, he tears off from him Layers of delicious.
"If he doesn't stop, I have to inform the people of WF (Wells Fargo Bank) to be careful of heaven." Ben's smile was a little heavy.
I can imagine the feeling of shrinking the value of a hundred times, what is it like?
For a person who has had great success in the financial field and is proud and proud, it is more painful than killing him directly.
"It was the butcher knife he handed out." Li Zitao had no burden.
Livermore's biggest mistake is to overestimate his ability and underestimate the influence and means of giants in the financial field.
As for what he would think, that is not what they need to consider.
If you are doing business, you have to worry about whether the other party will commit suicide because of losing money~EbookFREE.me~
That's a ghost business, and you can directly share your property with your opponent. The other party will definitely thank you.
Then I watched you wandering on the street, living on picking up trash and waste, and finally stinking and rotting in a dirty alley.
"Well, he is a good person. I feel sorry for his departure..." Ma Maidai, the sand sculpture finally died.
Go home and have a party...
Open another bottle of champagne to celebrate.
"30 million dollars is enough to maintain his affluent life, set up a family foundation, and a university fund for children. It depends on how he chooses."
"Let our people close their hands, and then it's up to him to choose." The remaining amount of money is not much, and there is no need to be the executioner who pushed the cliff.
Three days later, Li Zitao saw a bad news in the newspaper.
Is the king of speculation committing suicide by swallowing a gun? Is it destiny or greed?
In a short span of two years, this speculative king of infinite scenery crossed the American sky like a meteor, leaving a heavy pen on the history of Wall Street.
Whether people's comments on him are shameless, despicable, or great legends, his life has come to an end at this moment.
The last 30 million was also confused because of his sudden suicide at his home in Long Island. His second wife and children had a very small chance of getting the money back.
This is an era when financial transactions are completely unregulated, and no one would think that Livermore would choose to leave in this way without making any arrangements.
Perhaps the long-term tension and failure made him already suffering.
But at least he chose a decent method of death for himself. His appearance was much better than the one who jumped upstairs.