Chapter 96: Predicting Things

The trading hours for U.S. stocks are from 9:30 a.m. to 4:00 p.m. Eastern Time, a total of 6.5 hours per day, with no breaks in between.

Most institutions on Wall Street, except Yu Katona, are still investigating the reasons for the short selling.

In the market, there is currently only Milo's short-selling team fighting alone.

For a full six and a half hours, everyone at Paladin Investments worked intensively, selling a total of 38.42 million shares of various stocks and cashing out a total of $2.65 billion.

The account's floating loss was nearly $250 million.

"Nelson, take them to rest. Tell Monica if you need anything."

Milo rubbed his brows and called Nelson over to give him instructions.

This transaction is very important. No one can leave the company or access communication equipment until it is completed.

Before the end, everyone eats, drinks, defecates and urinates in the trading room.

Fortunately, we had taken this situation into consideration and set up a living area.

Milo returned to the office next door, closed his eyes and dozed off.

He was taking stock of his actions today.

After taking stock, he thought there was no problem with his command and Nelson's operation.

The problem is that I am still relatively weak now.

Let those Wall Street giants do what they are doing today.

Well, apart from short selling in the stock market, they definitely have other auxiliary support methods.

For example, let the major media speak out, such as the Wall Street Journal, the New York Times, etc.

Let some so-called international social relations experts publish one or two columns in these newspapers.

This is bound to make many retail investors believe it, and even institutional estimates will be affected to some extent.

If this doesn't work, you can continue to increase the intensity.

For example, let a congressman in Washington speak in public.

Even if it is even stronger, it can directly influence Capitol Hill and make a part of Capitol Hill help it.

However, in Wall Street, there are many people who can use the first of these three axes.

But the second trick is probably not very useful.

Probably only the financial cores of a few large conglomerates can use all three axes.

What? You said this is manipulating the market and is illegal?

Hehe...it's illegal only if you can get caught, and those who can get caught...are usually just small characters.

When there is a need or enough energy, even the commander-in-chief can be ordered around!

Among these three tricks, Milo found that he could only use the second one at the moment.

There are also serious sequelae.

There is no need to do this, the risks outweigh the benefits.

Milo knew that he would not be able to use the third move in the short term.

After thinking about it, it seems that the first method is more feasible.

"Well, we still need to have our own news media."

Milo snapped out of his reverie.

He leaned his entire back heavily on the boss chair, causing it to squeak painfully.

Looking at the floating loss of more than 200 million US dollars displayed on the computer screen, Milo reached out to pick up the coffee cup on the desk, took a sip, and then spit it back with a frown. The coffee had already gone cold.

Put down the coffee cup, rock in the executive chair, and open the email.

First, let’s look at what Wendy sent him, about some of Yahoo’s little moves.

David Filo and Jerry Young have not yet signed the agreement that the two sides agreed upon last year.

In other words, Milo Yahoo's stock price was unchanged.

But here comes the point.

Yahoo's website has undergone some changes over the past few months.

There are many new features, such as search function.

Most of these functions are included in the folder that Milo gave to Yahoo in exchange for benefits.

It's obvious.

Jerry Young and David Filo wanted the benefits, but didn't want to pay more for the stock.

After discovering this, Milo should have been angry.

But he didn't.

"You will suffer for what you have done. Well, now I have no moral burden!"

After closing the email, Milo stood up from his boss chair, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the street view of Wall Street, stretched his body, and his muscles bulged with his movements.

"Boss, it's time to get off work."

Milo turned around and saw Monica pushing open the door and walking in. He nodded and said, "Can you eat spicy food?"

"Most Italians don't like spicy food. But my hometown is in Calabria, Italy."

Monica shrugged gracefully, "We even had a chili academy there a few years ago."

"Let's go to Chinatown and eat Hua Xia's hot pot. I think you will like it."

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Milo smiled, walked back to his desk, unplugged the USB drive, turned off the computer, put the USB drive into his bag, walked to the dressing mirror, bent his knees slightly, and put on his suit with Monica's help.

In Chinatown, Milo looked at Monica with amusement as she sat next to him and drank mineral water from the refrigerator in the car. Her originally pink lips turned slightly red, and seemed to be a little swollen due to the spicy taste.

"Haha, their sauce is delicious, but the chili oil plus the hot pot base is too spicy for most people to handle. Monica, didn't you say you can handle spicy food?"

"Ahem... We eat spicy food, but not spicy food! But it is indeed delicious..." After saying that, he started drinking water again.

Milo shook his head and laughed.

After Monica decided not to develop in Hollywood, her body management was not as abnormal as before.

This also made Milo discover that this Italian national treasure-level beauty is actually a foodie.

I was about to go back to my apartment when my phone in my pocket started vibrating.

Milo took it out and saw that it was Nelson's.

Although Nelson cannot leave Paladin Investment, he has to stay in the trading room for eating, drinking, defecating, urinating and sleeping during this period.

But as general manager, Nelson was there primarily to watch over other people.

So Nelson can communicate with the outside world.

"Nelson?"

Nelson: "BOSS! The aircraft carrier fleet is leaving!!!"

"Hmm? Oh!!!"

Nelson explained the specific situation very clearly in just a few words.

It's roughly the other side of the Pacific Ocean, where people may have reached the limit of their tolerance.

They actually pulled the big logs out to bask in the sun... no, it should be the moon, as it should have just been dawn over there at that time.

Although Washington felt that their large log technology was rather old-fashioned.

But no matter how much he looked down on it, it was still a big log, and a big log that was very likely to hit Washington's head.

Although they are targeting the aircraft carrier fleet in the Western Pacific...Washington is not afraid! But the commanders of the aircraft carriers and fleets are afraid.

They didn't even notify Washington and ran straight back to the Guandao base.

Moreover, Washington was not notified until the fleet was within a few miles of Guandao Island.

At that time, the stock market was closed.

Many people on Wall Street then received the news.

Not long after that, Nelson also got the news.

He immediately notified his boss.

"call……"

In the carriage.

Listening to Nelson on the other end of the phone, he kept praising himself.

Milo exhaled, a smile on his face, but his tone was calm: "Operate normally, don't get excited."

But his right hand, clenched on the car door handle, revealed that he was actually very excited.

(End of this chapter)