Vol 2 Chapter 3430: Play a bigger game!

If Su Rui knew of Stoudemire's act of digging a wall, he would definitely sneer.
Although Bootsques was also Su Rui swung his and dug it from someone's hand.
"Mr. Stoudemire, sorry, I think I will work for Master Apollo for the rest of my life." Butzquez said straightforwardly.
He put down the cigar he had only smoked twice.
"So simply refused? Don't you think about it?" Stoudemire asked.
Butzquez smiled: "Yes, I have long considered me a part of the Temple of the Sun, and will always be and will not change."
Feng Le was too smoky at this time. He was busy opening the window for ventilation. He coughed and turned his face and said, "Me too, and me too."
"Well, then I will not dig the wall, otherwise Apollo will have to follow me in a hurry." Stoudemire continued: "By the way, if I increase investment, we can still make a fortune. ?"
Butzquez laughed: "How hard do you want to make? I think it's a great thing to be able to offset the recent losses."
Although they had made money in the first two rounds of blitzkrieg, they all smashed in when they were exhausted. At this time, the white knives went in and the red knives came out without fancy.
Lin Aoxue showed her decisive side at this time. She would rather smash into all her wealth than ask Su Rui for an explanation.
Because the consumption is really too big, so in the eyes of Bootsques, it is great to be able to offset the losses. It is not that it is not impossible to make money, but the magnitude is not large enough.
"That's a shame. A sip of soup will do," Stoudemire said again.
He is naturally inferior to Boutzkers in terms of specific trading, but his sense of smell for money is definitely the best in the world! That is a natural perception of money!
This kind of thing seems mysterious and mysterious, but it really exists!
"There is still time, give it a try." Butzquez glanced at the market, and then firmed his eyes: "It is not easy to make a fortune like the first two rounds of blitz, but..."
He wanted to say "It's okay to make a small profit." After all, this time the tripartite alliance has invested too much base. Even if it is a "small profit", this figure is enough to make people stunned. !
However, at this time, Feng Le shook his head and interjected: "It's not impossible."
He has always been good at making strange tricks. The time before the military commander put Gaoqi Bank on the ground, it was Feng Le who used his genius idea to complete the final trader.
Stoudemire's eyes lit up immediately: "What should I do? If I can make a lot of money, I will divide the money I made with you two and a half!"
"I don't want your money, I am from the Temple of the Sun." Feng Le refused directly.
Butzkes laughed: "Mr. Fortuna, so do I."
"It's all my own, don't you need to be so clear?" Stoudemire looked helpless, and then he quickly said to Feng Le: "What the should I do? Tell me? It only takes two or three days. I don't know enough. not enough?"
"Enough, because we have had a targeted layout in this area before. The fishing nets have been woven long ago, and now is the time to close the nets." Feng Le said.
Butzquez seemed to think of something, his face was shocked: "You want to pass..."
"Yes, you were the first person to predict the subprime mortgage crisis. You are more familiar with the process of this kind of thing than I am." Feng Le said, his eyes showed excitement.
Butzquez’s eyes lit up, and he slapped his slap fiercely:
If you do that, it’s really possible! Feng Le, you are really good at making amazing soldiers!

When Stoudemire heard about the "subprime mortgage crisis", he immediately understood what was going on!
He clenched his fist and his face was full of excitement: "Okay, just play like this! The more you play, the better, we want to make a lot of money!"
If according to Feng Le's expectation, then this is no longer a problem of making a big profit, but directly turning upside down!
"This is the end of the matter. It is not something you can take if you want to collect it. Then let the Wall Street earthquake come more violently." Butzquez looked at the bustling scene outside, his eyes full of fiery fighting spirit. !
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Stoudemire walked out of the conference room and blew his whistle.
Making money is always a pleasant thing, especially when you are going to do something big.
He walked on Wall Street, striding and shooting stars. Because of his good mood, his fat body also gave people a brisk feeling.
After buying a cup of coffee, Stoudemire sat on a bench on the side of the street, squinted to feel the sun, and then made a call.
"I'm downstairs, do you want to meet? Come and feel the ridicule of the winner against the loser up close?" Stoudemire said with a smile.
"It's okay to meet, but you don't need to ridicule." The people on the phone seemed to be in a bad mood, and they hung up before they finished speaking.
Ten minutes later, a man in a suit and leather shoes walked out of the building next to him. His hair was already silvery white. He looked about sixty years old. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and looked like a typical successful person.
"Hey, Delicht, it's not easy to see you on Wall Street." Stoudemire said with a smile.
That's right, the man who walked out of the investment bank in front of him is the God of Wealth of the Atlantis family-Delicht!
However, perhaps soon, the three words "God of Wealth" will become a thing of the past!
With such a major mistake, De Licht's position will definitely not be preserved! Not only him, but Lancelotz is in danger!
"If it weren't for this kind of thing, I wouldn't go back to Wall Street. Who would have thought that someone would dare to be tempted by the dignified Atlantis?" Delicht shook his head, and he saw Star Demeier was drinking coffee, got up too, and bought a cup next to him.
As a result, two super rich men sat on a bench on Wall Street and drank coffee, and the two looked very casual and comfortable.
However, De Licht's comfort is only superficial, and his heart is still extremely bitter.
But the matter is now, and he doesn't have any ability to redeem it, so he just resigned to his fate.
"To be honest, it is irrelevant whether you come back or not." Stoudemire pointed to his nose and said directly: "You have been away from the front line for too long, and you have lost your sensitive sense of smell. , Has become vulnerable."
This sentence can be said to be unceremonious, making De Ligt's face a little uncontrollable.
"I shouldn't be as useless as you said, but I was caught off guard at first," De Licht said.
He took a sip of coffee and was burnt, his expression a little unhappy.
However, things were already so bad that even if they were unhappy, they were of no use, and De Lich could only be mocked now.
"You people in Atlantis always think highly of yourself. In my opinion, this is your worst place." Stoudemire snorted in his nostrils. "Now, Lancelotz finally Do you know that it's amazing? This product has always been deceived. I've seen him upset for a long time."
Delicht smiled bitterly: "You see Lancelotz being upset, but he took the entire Atlantis at the knife, but I was the first to bear the brunt. Am I wronged?"
"You are not wronged, you were originally from Lancelots." Stoudemire sneered twice. "Anyway, if he agrees, he can stop the loss in time, but if it drags on for a few days... Judging from the current momentum, it may be really bad..."
De Licht also nodded. He looked at the street, but what appeared before his eyes were the green numbers that were constantly beating on the big screen before.
"When you told me the conditions before, I passed it on to Lancelots." Delicht smiled self-deprecatingly, "After such a big disturbance, only one million dollars was required for compensation. I really don’t understand what the young people want now."
"Of course I want your most valuable things." Stoudemire laughed and said gleefully: "Don't you people in Atlantis all have faces? Then they will take your faces away. , Let your dignity sweep the floor, how good."
The muscles on De Licht's face began to tremble, he was very angry, but also very helpless, after all, Stoudemire was the winner.
Moreover, if the fat man in front of him is really full of firepower, then Lancelotz might lose even worse this time.
"In my opinion, things have developed to this point, so Atlantis's face is not important anymore." Delicht said, "If you lose, you lose, but fortunately, all this has not Touching the roots of the Golden Family."
"Have you touched the root? It's not good to say now." Stoudemire smiled meaningfully. "In short, you don't provoke Apollo anymore, otherwise, the loss will not be money, but life. ."
De Licht said: "These young people are really scarier than the other."
After speaking, his cell phone rang.
His face paled when he saw the caller's number.
Stoudemire glanced at the phone screen from the corner of his light, and then said: "Kestelin is here to look for you, haha."
Some costs are indeed to be borne by him in order to give the family an account.
"Farewell first." Delicht did not answer the phone, but shook his head, got up and left.
He had forgotten to bring the coffee cup with only one sip on the chair, and he staggered.
Stoudemire smiled and said to himself: "Well, I really look forward to the day when Apollo will visit Atlantis. Should I join in the fun?"
This day is obviously not far away!

PS: Thank you all for your support. The third update is that Raeyan is really hardworking recently.