Chapter 522: Permission Storm (1)

With a 17-level Internet access, Huang Xuan felt a little contented, and added a 2-level Internet access within a day. This was a very good result, but he wouldn't expect that the permission storm was so fierce.
Gary Tiken is an old Wall Street man with 30 years of experience. He was so famous that he left his name in the encyclopedia. During this long trading career, Gary has made countless decisions worth millions, tens of millions or even billions.
When he decided to believe Huang Xuan, it seemed as if his life dates back to 30 years ago. At that time, he was so young and so quick in thinking that Merrill Lynch did not believe that he could be left behind.
In fact, Merrill did not leave him.
Gary Tiken is the industry's top analyst, even more legendary than countless Hollywood movies. Starting from a trader in the futures market, Gary Tiken spent 30 years and accumulated hundreds of millions of dollars of assets for himself. It is a legendary American dream. The large American dream.
When Huang Xuan returned to Xiaohe's base, Gary Tike used his proud New York accent to say: "Chinese, I want three people."
"Name?" Huang Xuan cares about Garrettic's initiative. He has always believed that most people in the world believe that top financial analysts do not need experience, they only need wisdom.
Wisdom is intelligence that contains knowledge, a good tenured professor of applied mathematics, and his performance in the trading floor must be better than that of ordinary traders who have been doing it for 20 years, and Gary Tiken. Is the best trader. He can replace almost anyone, in fact the same. He provides information services for futures and engages in bond trading. Develop a series of trading software to carry out foreign exchange transactions on the spot. Learning itself is impossible for a person to master so many skills.
Gary Tickon rubbed his hand on his chin: "Bill Hope, Douglas Lennon, Carl Jobs, all my former men, and also. Be polite."
Finished. Gary Tiken smiled.
Huang Xuan couldn't help but also laughed. There weren't many kidnappings to the kidnappers. At least not during his poor kidnapping career.
Nick prepares for the simplest and most straightforward job of kidnapping-the unseen disappearance, and does not take long to wait. I saw three white men pulled out one by one.
"Teach them a lesson."
Nick responded with a flattering voice: "Great yellow landlord, Miss Cai Yan's message."
He was still in the report, and Cai Yan's figure appeared in the base of Xiaohe.
Due to the wear and tear relationship in the plane channel, Huang Xuan rarely wears accessories such as necklaces in addition to the necessary clothing. of course. The exception is when going to other planes.
Cai Yan apparently followed this rule, and the dressing options were much cooler.
Pure white shirt with transparent silk. With some looming temptation, a noble black brooch pin carefully wrapped the sexy, the belt was replaced with black and white satin towels, and the layered dress immediately attracted Huang Xuan's eyes tightly. Too.
The elegant temperament and the confidence of the ladies make Cai Yan, whose appearance is not outstanding, full of charm, and the slender legs are simply invincible.
The young Xiao Huang looked intently, while Gary Ticken next to him blew a whistle. The 72-year-old old man said in slow English: "Beauty, let's get married."
It seems that he has long known what to use to compete for women when he loses his age advantage.
Huang Xuan felt that this fellow might have already grasped the "competition for mating power" in the plane teaching materials.
Cai Yan kept up with Huang Xuan's level of English, glanced at Garrettic, and hurriedly turned her head again. She didn't yet understand the perversion of the American old man.
Huang Xuan glared at Garrettic, but he couldn't really treat the old man. He simply took Cai Yan to the control hall in Area A and said, "What's the matter?"
Cai Yan's face was reddish, and since kissing Xuan Xuan two days ago, the two have never met again. Calmly calmed, Cai Yan looked at his feet and said, "I heard Nick say you decided to kill the spy you caught?"
"Yes." When Huang Xuan thought about it, Cai Yan was probably the most suitable girl for politics. Jia Ladia was more used to peaceful competition. Ren Ruochan was too soft-hearted.
"Are you going to stop the terrorists' inaction?" Cai Yan asked softly.
"Basically it is." Huang Xuan sighed: "The bosses of the spy gentlemen have returned home."
Cai Yan didn't ask much, he considered the tone and said: "Now Americans have fallen into a state of madness. If we don't give them an answer, I'm afraid we can't stop."
"It's up to them." Huang Xuan didn't care how crazy the Americans were. He had no thoughts here at all.
Cai Yan shook his head slightly: "I don't know what you think, but I still proposed mine."
"of course."
"Remember I told you to let the Americans restart the space race?"
"And China?" Huang Xuan certainly remembers that he likes the idea, but he has no mind to take care of it.
Cai Yan saw Huang Xuan's busyness and smiled lightly: "If you like India, the EU can do it. I want to take this opportunity to let Americans turn their anger and attention from terrorists to space. Competition. "
"How to do it?"
"Advertising, actual technological achievements, and company development projects. I think the American elite is still willing to climb out of the dirty water of terrorists, if we give them a chance." Cai Yan smiled cunningly: " I heard that you want those terrorist organizations to build companies? "
"Yep."
"Give them to me." Cai Yan said confidently: "In a few months, you will find that the discussion in the American media has become how to land on Mars instead of landing on Iran."
"Okay." Huang Xuanzhan smiled and said: "To be honest, I'm really a bit busy."
He stared at Cai Yan's invincible beautiful legs while he was talking. The thighs were bare, slender and round, and the lines were harmonious ...
Paying attention to his eyes, Cai Yan jumped up like a frightened rabbit and fled away from the base.
Huang Xuan smiled spontaneously, sat down with his hands on his back, and then looked up at the base ceiling. Mouth muttered: "The base at level 15 seems to be very tall ..."
The air in the room seemed to be very good. The exhausted Huang Xuan experienced two days full of twists and tensions, but he was tired long ago. For a 17-year-old boy, his body is far from ready to withstand these hardships. And soon fell asleep in a daze.
Waking up again, he was awakened by the yellow light on his arm.
"The great wise yellow master, the old man you chose is as great as one in 10,000 ..." Nick saw Huang awakened, calling like a sparrow whose husband and wife were out of harmony.
"Old man? Old ghost." Huang Xuan got up like a nap, and his eyes swept the energy screen that was always on. He suddenly felt wrong and looked at it in the Internet permission column. It was actually written at level 15.
"How long have I slept?" Huang Xuan's first question still depends on time.
"3 hours, 28 minutes and 32 seconds." Nick's view of time is very accurate.
Huang Xuan glanced at the energy screen next to him, and at the same time reached out and opened the two, while looking at the situation in the base, he confirmed: "Level 15 network authority?"
"The old man you chose, oh, is an old man named Gary." Nick followed Huang Xuan's tone: "He has operated the funds back and forth 27 times ..."
"What about the loss?" Huang Xuan immediately interrupted Nick's words. His math is not good, and he can't count the amount. It can be calculated according to 5% of the 1 trillion funds. I am afraid that 27 times there is not much left.
Nick excitedly said: "The profit of 71 billion hot circles."
Huang Xuan is going to be crazy. If the old man is in front of him, he might kiss him, and he suppresses excitement: "Don't call that man next time. We will go now."
Xiaohe brought Huang Xuan back to Area B in an instant. The old man, Gary, held his chin and was discussing with his old men.
Huang Xuan stood at the door and applauded, "Mr. Tiken, I heard you got an amazing answer."
"Yes, the answer is too simple." Gary's expression still said: "Mr. Huang is confident in me now?"
"I've always been confident in you." Huang Xuan said as he walked to Gary and watched the energy screen they were operating: "You are too surprised for me to run for 2 consecutive times ..."
Listening to Huang Xuan's words ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Bill Hope on one side said: "You don't seem to care much about profitability."
As a normal foreign exchange trader, in the absence of financial leverage, 3 hours of profit is 7.1%, and at an average tax rate of 4%, it can be called a miracle. If it is on Wall Street, this capital profit is likely to rise to 100%.
Huang Xuan smiled, moved his finger, and got a stool beside Gary, ignoring the temperature of Hope, but tapped the screen with his finger and said: "In fact, I am more concerned about the number of operations back and forth, the more money back and forth The happier I am when I move, for which I can even bear the loss. As long as it is within the loss limit, of course not 20% at a time "
He now looked at the energy screen to realize that Gary did not fully put 1 trillion of funds into operation 27 times, but 27 times of high funds invested more than 50%. The overall capital flow was about 20 trillion.
Gary is completely a consultant. He doesn't care to hold his chin: "If you don't care about profits and losses, and only care about moving under the 4% tax rate, then I think we can probably be faster."
Ning Ao also seems to see the value of Gary, suggesting: "Perhaps we should wipe out some stars from P001."