Chapter 74: Sold them for money

　　 Singapore.
　　 The 23rd floor of the International Finance Building.
　　 First International (Singapore) Investment Management Co., Ltd.
　　 Five hundred square offices, no dust can be seen on the floor, and the ceiling is a neon Daikin central air conditioner.
　　 The light blue glass can see the sky and the sea outside, the endless blue sky and white clouds, and the deep blue water connected to the horizon. Standing indoors and looking out, there is a sense of refreshing and happy.
　　 In the lobby of the office, neatly arranged around the center one hundred of the latest computers, it looks like a revolving computer restaurant.
　　 Curious, fresh, excited, excited.
　　 More than 30 young people in suits and leather shoes are watching everywhere, and all of them have complex emotions that cannot be concealed. They are still very young and have made life, leaving the mainland of the motherland for the first time to come to a foreign country full of unknown and freshness.
　　 Even Thomas Conn, who is almost fifty, can't hide his excitement.
　　As an American, he hasn't seen a more luxurious office than this, but before, he was just the most ordinary member, and now, he will be the soul of the central trading area.
　　 Thomas Conn is a little grateful that he is proficient in both English and Chinese.
　　 Otherwise, the person who can stand here today is someone else.
　　 Thomas Conn is also very emotional.
　　 He entered the trading industry because he was influenced by the most talented speculator in financial history.
　　 Jesse Livermore.
　　 Leaning on five dollars, it was once comparable to JP Morgan.
　　 There is only one such genius in the trading history of the world.
　　 But the same is true for his boss. The empty-glove white wolf started his business by betting against each other. Now his assets are hundreds of millions of dollars. If he is known to the outside world, he is a living legend.
　　 Same age, hundreds of millions of dollars.
　　 Following such a powerful character, it will definitely be fun in the future.
　　 Boarded the central trading area, Kang Enn opened the company's total margin account.
　　His eyes shrank involuntarily, and his blood pressure rose.
　　3900000000JPY.
　　 Thomas Conn spent twenty years in his career as a trader, but this terrifying number still made his heart shrink.
　　 3.9 billion yen.
　　 Kang En smiled bitterly.
　　 He felt a kind of unspeakable pressure, this number is too scary.
　　 It was okay when it was 30 million dollars, but now it’s converted into Japanese yen by the system, and the series of zeros makes blood boil involuntarily.
　　 "Ring Ling Ling!"
　　 The satellite phone that Thomas Conn carried with him suddenly rang.
　　 The call was from Shen Jiannan, and as soon as he was connected, he started teasing.
　　 "Thomas, are you satisfied with the new office?"
　　 "Gosh, this is amazing! I never thought I would have such a luxurious office."
　　 "Haha!"
　　 Thomas' exaggerated description made Shen Jiannan laugh.
　　 Although he has long been accustomed to Western exaggerations in this regard, he is still very uncomfortable.
　　 "Thomas. You know what, your expression makes me sick."
　　 "Praise the boss. I'm just telling a fact."
　　 "Okay. If you want to compliment, I think you can leave it to Robert. The office layout is designed by him. I think he doesn't mind if you give him a special kiss."
　　 "Oh, boss. Your success made me sick."
　　 "Haha! Thomas, I leave you all the young guys. Behave well and I will prepare a big surprise for you."
　　 "Boss, this is my job, and I will definitely not disappoint your expectations. It's just..."
　　 "Just what?"
　　 "It's just that our trading seat number is too bad."
　　 "......"
　　 Shen Jiannan was speechless for a while.
　　Technology can change the times. In the Internet age, with high-speed information transmission, on-exchange transactions are gradually being replaced by over-the-counter exchanges. At that time, the use of on-exchange seats will be greatly reduced.
　　 In order to save costs, Shen Jiannan arranged for Robert John, who came to Singapore first, to buy the cheapest trading seat.
　　 413.
　　 Compared with other trading seats, this number is nearly a million dollars cheaper.
　　 But obviously, Thomas, a Catholic, dislikes this number very much.
　　 "Thomas, I didn't mean to offend your faith, curiosity, pure curiosity, Robert also believes in Catholicism, why doesn't he seem to care about this problem at all?"
　　 Thomas Conn said leisurely.
"Boss, do you think no matter how pure faith stays in your country for fifteen years, it can continue to be pure? That prayed for a full fifteen years before leaving China, so... he thinks whoever lets him leave there is God."
　　 "He told you?"
"Yes."
　　 "Okay! This is really an interesting story."
　　 "......"
　　 "Thomas, I have a good proposal..., you think about it."
　　 toot.
　　 The phone was hung up.
　　 "Asshole, this devil."
　　 Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Thomas scolded angrily.
　　 But when he scolded, he got excited again.
　　 Believe in the boss and double the year-end bonus.
　　 Keep faith and get a 10% discount on year-end bonus.
　　 Damn!
　　 The hard choice made Kang En a little irritated, he clapped his hands and picked up a mop and shouted viciously.
　　 "Assholes, let's start with a drill. If anyone makes a mistake in the transaction, I will use this to pierce you."
　　 Under Kang's education, a new generation of traders who are like white paper logged into the central trading system.
　　 "BUY, buy, QTY, quantity..."
　　 "......"
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　　 There was a smirk on Shen Jiannan's face.
　　 He is looking forward to what Thomas Conn will choose in the end.
　　 "Hey!"
　　 "Boss, why do you and I think you laugh so cheaply?"
　　Only Zheng Zheng can talk to Shen Jiannan like this in the world.
　　 Since Shen Jiannan confided some thoughts on the rooftop of the Douglas Hotel that night, Zheng Zheng would consciously or unconsciously accompany Shen Jiannan to say something.
　　Of course, there are often no good things.
　　 Shen Jiannan didn't mind, he smiled.
"What is my name?"
　　 Zheng Zheng rolled his eyes and said. "alright, you win."
　　 "Haha!"
　　 smiling triumphantly, Shen Jiannan picked up the phone on the table and dialed out.
　　 Soon, the phone was connected.
　　 "Old Peng. Have you recently..."
"Ok......"
　　 An unsearchable voice made Shen Jiannan's eyes wide open.
　　 He can be sure that the soft voice is a woman.
　　 Is this special...
　　 "Old Peng. Should I call another time?"
　　 "huhu!"
　　 Peng San’s heavy breathing sounded through the earpiece, and he gritted his teeth.
　　 "It's really time for you to fight."
　　 "Haha, are you defeated or surrendered?"
　　 "Fuck you, talk business."
　　 "I'm free recently, I'm going to Neon."
　　 "What are you going to do in Little Neon?"
　　 "Of course I sold them for small money..."
　　 "......"
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