Chapter 73: The Capitol Hill Stock God

Manhattan, New York.

In the room with tightly drawn curtains, a bedside lamp was lazily emitting an ambiguous soft light.

In this room that seems to be isolated from the outside world, waves of distracting sounds echo in almost every corner.

Sometimes it is high-pitched, sometimes it is low-pitched, sometimes it is flattering, sometimes it is resentful, sometimes it is as pitiful as asthma, and sometimes it is like sucking in air in thin threads as if being cold.

Next to the messy Hästens round, there is an exquisite dressing table.

The dark brown dressing table looks quite solemn under the orange light in the room.

However, this solemnity seemed to be only a superficial phenomenon. With a series of rustling sounds, the dressing table began to shake.

Suddenly, with a "pop" sound.

A pair of snow-white arms panickedly supported themselves on the surface of the dressing table, and then a delicate and plump body fell down as if losing balance.

If it weren't for those beautiful arms trying their best to support her, her curvy body would probably have been stuck to the dressing table.

As the hostess of this beautiful body raised her head nervously, the pretty and lovely face of Monica Bellucci appeared in the dressing mirror.

Of course, at this time her face was already flushed and her beautiful eyes were blurred.

The other figure in the mirror was Milo Blackburn, who had come to New York for the first time the day before.

His perfectly streamlined muscles were tense, and he was covered in sweat, perhaps because the air conditioner and heater in the bedroom were turned on too high.

Following a series of hoarse and high-pitched sounds.

Monica was dizzy, her beautiful eyes slightly silent.

She just stayed in New York with Milo for two nights.

But I don’t know how many times I have seen fireworks.

If she continued, she felt that she would be bruised if not exhausted to death.

Monica suddenly missed her days in Los Angeles.

In Los Angeles, at least there are Zeta-Jones and others to help share the firepower.

But now in New York, Milo only has her as a female secretary.

"Milo, Milo, I love you so much..."

Milo listened to Monica, who was still watching the fireworks in his arms, whispering in a heart-warming voice.

He hugged her tighter with his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

Anyone who tastes the ball flower will know the taste! "I love you too..."

It was just a love talk, and he could say it very skillfully now.

And he always acts sincere to everyone he meets.

This kind of thing, just practice more and it will be fine.

As for whether women are willing to believe it, whether they like to hear it...

As long as you are handsome, rich, and have sufficient capital.

Even if women know that your love words are a little bit fake, they will choose to hypnotize themselves and think that you are telling the truth! Believe me, if you have the conditions of Milo, they will definitely like to hear it.

As for Monica being so tired now.

Milo felt that it was not his fault, because the Italian national treasure was too charming.

What's more, she is 25 years old now, which is the most beautiful time of her life.

Naturally, he never gets enough of playing.

So when he woke up in the morning, he saw the beautiful woman lying next to him.

Monica couldn't help but taste the flavor of the pilling flowers again, which made her even more exhausted after not getting a good rest last night.

I looked at the faint sunlight coming in through the gap in the thick curtains.

Milo knew that it should be bright outside.

There was still work to do today, so Milo tucked Monica, who was already tired and falling asleep with a sweet smile, into bed.

He picked up his trousers from the carpet, found his cell phone, and called David to ask them to get ready.

I walked into the bathroom with my phone, and soon I heard the sound of running water, and the bathroom was filled with steaming hot air.

After more than ten minutes, the bathroom door opened. Milo wiped his wet hair, wrapped a large white bath towel around himself, picked up his mobile phone from the shelf in the bathroom, and called Nelson on Wall Street.

"366.65? A floating loss of 1.5 million US dollars? It's okay, our margin is still over 3 million. I'll go over now..."

After finishing the call with Nelson, Milo thought about it and called his father Joseph.

"Old man, is it true that the Federal Reserve will announce a rate cut today as you said last night?"

"Okay, okay. I'm not questioning you. Don't worry, I won't play too much, just a little. And at least 80% of your colleagues play like this, right? Hey, you play it yourself, my grandfather told me!"

"Also, this is a satellite phone, so we can't be monitored! David and his team checked it out, and there's no bug! If you have to worry, it's your problem."

"That's it, Dad. I'm going to see if I have the potential to become the Wolf of Wall Street. Goodbye, love you!"

“…”

Hang up the phone with my dad who was chattering nonstop.

With Kenny waiting on him.

Milo, neatly dressed, walked out of the executive suite of the Waldorf Astoria Hotel.

“To the investment company.”

Half an hour later.

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He and his two bodyguards appeared in an office building on a certain floor of 1001 Wall Street.

"Hey, Nelson, good morning... Oh, no, it's almost noon. Let's have noon then."

Milo said with a smile to the general manager of the investment company who came out to greet him.

"Good afternoon, Boss."

Nelson greeted Milo, and then became a little excited. "The market situation seems to have changed. In the half hour since I finished talking to you, London gold has been rising slowly. Our floating loss is now only one million."

"There are a lot of people buying gold, and the amount of money is huge!"

"Oh?" Milo responded with a smile, "So it looks like we're going to make money?"

That's for sure! Milo thought: In two hours, the Federal Reserve will announce its first interest rate cut this year.

Generally speaking, in the financial market, a US dollar interest rate cut means an increase in gold prices.

I could have called last night and asked my father, a congressman on Capitol Hill, to know in advance whether the Federal Reserve's routine adjustment today would be a rate cut or a rate hike.

Then other people of the same kind can also know the news in advance.

You know, there are more than 500 members on Capitol Hill.

Together with other senior officials, there are people in the United States who are qualified and capable of knowing in advance whether the Federal Reserve will cut or raise interest rates.

There are at least more than a thousand.

These more than a thousand people will radiate further, plus Wall Street.

It is estimated that more than 100,000 people can know the Fed’s actions one or two days in advance.

Everyone knows whether the US dollar will cut or raise interest rates.

It is often easy to make a small fortune at this time.

The simplest way is to make an operation on gold.

Go short when interest rates go up, go long when interest rates go down.

As long as you are not greedy, it is okay to make a small fortune.

So yesterday he asked Nelson to negotiate credit lines with several banks.

That night, Milo asked Nelson and a group of the company's operators to work overtime all night.

He asked Nelson to work on international gold.

International spot gold is called London gold because it originated in London.

This financial product has a history of more than 300 years, with a daily trading volume of approximately US$15 trillion, equivalent to the size of two US stock markets.

Because the market is so huge, everyone from central banks to banking institutions and ordinary individuals can participate.

Because the London gold plate is so large, no consortium or institution can manipulate it at will.

It is also difficult for top international consortiums, unless a group of international consortiums work together to operate.

Otherwise, even if it is Morgan or Rockefeller, they will be at a loss if they don’t play well.

However, if you know the market conditions or inside information in advance, it is not difficult to make a small fortune.

(End of this chapter)