America’s Road To Wealth

  Chapter 508 Megan and Alexandra

  Because of the attack on the British pound, the British stock market has been in turmoil since the end of May this year, repeatedly breaking record declines.

  This is really not a good thing for British investors, or all British people.

  But the crisis for the British, the bad thing for British investors, has become a good thing for some other people.

  Smith Capital, whose headquarter is located in the Fury Building in the City of London, has turned this crisis for the British into a business opportunity for them.

  Since June, Smith Capital (UK) has been making money almost every moment, and can continue to "make big money".

  In this money-making feast, many people in the company stood out, including some young financial geniuses.

   "I love Crisis! I absolutely love Crisis!"

  Sayed Javed is 33 years old and is one of the best traders under Smith Capital (UK).

   Actually before joining Smith Capital (UK), he had already proved himself in the circle.

  When he was 25 years old, he became the vice president of the investment department of JP Morgan Chase, which was also called Manhattan Chase Bank at that time, and the British department.

   Well, the VP here is actually the same as the VP at Goldman Sachs.

  Goldman Sachs has more than 20,000 vice presidents, and Morgan or the former Manhattan Chase also have tens of thousands of vice presidents.

   Syed Javid is just one of thousands of Manhattan Chase vice presidents in the UK.

   It took the last two months for him to really rise to fame in the London financial circle.

Last month, as one of the main traders of Smith Capital (UK), Syed Javid made a net profit of 10 million pounds, or about 25 million U.S. dollars, in less than an hour. As he expected, he reached a super diving state.

  This month, the battlefield of Smith Capital (UK) has shifted to the stock market.

  The report card handed over by Saeed Javid can be said to be equally excellent. In the past half a month, he has earned more than tens of millions of pounds in profits for the company and more than 1 million pounds in commissions for himself.

   This Pakistani youth, born in 1969 and whose father immigrated to the UK from Pakistan in 1961, is extremely happy now.

   “I like this crisis because it makes some people look stupid,” he said with a laugh.

  “I always like the fast-changing capital situation, because people who are not smart enough make more mistakes at this time, but I can profit from it.”

  Full of modern style, in a simple and bright office hall.

   Saeed Javed was lying triumphantly in the boss chair, with his feet on the desk, holding coffee, with a relaxed smile on his face, bragging with other colleagues with pride in his tone 13.

  There are four computer screens displaying various financial indexes on the desk.

   "Fakyu!"

   A bunch of raised middle fingers and disdainful complaints sounded, Syed Javed was still bragging very loudly, ignoring the ridicule of his colleagues at all.

  Anyway, when other people sneer in the future, I will be the same as they are now, envious and jealous of ridicule.

  Of course, Syed Javed is very clear that the real magic weapon for making money for everyone present is not actually how strong or powerful they are.

   Let them earn so much money so smoothly in the past two months.

  The most important reason is that they are backed by a financial super tree!

   If there is no tide of sterling jointly set off by Abel Smith and Soros, there will be no sharp fluctuations in the exchange rate of sterling.

  Then they would never have such a good chance of hunting.

  Sayyid Javid felt, as some people in the company said.

   Abel Smith was the alpha wolf, and he initiated the attack, defeating the prey's first line of defense.

  Facing the injured prey, it was time for them, the members of the wolf pack, to come forward and fight bravely.

   Without the big tree of Abel standing in front of them, they would never be able to be as calm as they are now when facing other British financial tycoons, or even the British Financial Supervisory Authority.

  This is not just Saeed Javed.

  In fact, everyone present knows it.

  But... when it’s time to blow, you still have to blow. The pressure of trading is so great, and the rewards are so rich.

  Smith Capital doesn’t engage in high drugs, and instead uses call girls in the company to vent their pressure.

   Rely on coffee and tea, so what if you brag about it!

  Sayyid Javid continues to gloat,

   "I think fast and I'm careful," he continued to boast amidst the rants, "I don't panic."

   "I'm going to make a lot of money!"

   "Shut up, you bastard—"

   "Go to hell! Hahaha, you weren't like this before!"

   "Crackling—"

"Bastards, you are jealous!" Saeed Javed hastily put down his feet on the table cheerfully, dodging all kinds of objects flying towards him, shouting with a smirk at the corner of his mouth, he knew that he really Disgusting this group of guys, otherwise they wouldn't be attacked during the 'success time'.

  The success time here refers to whoever in the group controls the market and makes money, then whoever is complacent.

  During Deser, others could only listen to him and even compliment him.

  Sayed is going too far, which arouses public anger and makes everyone want to **** him regardless of the rules.

   A pass to relax and rest after the noisy time.

   "Crack, crack—"

  Jess, CEO of Smith Financial Group (Europe) and CEO of Smith Capital (UK), walked in with a few people.

   Looking at Syed Javed who was being attacked by various flying objects, Jess just smiled, then clapped his hands, and raised his voice and said:

   "Okay, everyone, stop making trouble and get ready. The video conference time is up, and the boss wants to listen to our battle report! There is also a new layout! Hurry up and get ready, the other groups are already ready."

  Sayyid Javed hurriedly stood up from behind the computer screen, tugged the hem of his haute couture suit in a very gentlemanly manner, stroked his big oily head, looked around proudly for a week, and said to himself:

   "Assholes, the meeting is over in a moment, and I continue to share my secrets of success with everyone."

  What catches the eye is that more than 30 middle fingers were erected high. Even Jess shook his head helplessly and laughed. I don't know how long this so-called "success time" section can last, and each one is more shameless than the other.

  After the notification was completed, Jess returned to his office and ordered his assistants to start connecting.

  This time, more than 600 employees of Smith Capital (UK) were divided into 20 groups.

  Each group has more than 30 people, and Saeed Javid's group is just one of them.

  20 groups, previously made a fuss about the British pound, and then began to target the British stock market.

  Because New York is too far away, their side is the main execution force for Abel's "landing in Britain plan".

   In contrast, New York is playing support on the periphery.

   So here, next they are responsible for more work in the UK and Europe.

   After a while, the transoceanic video conference connection was officially successful.

Every trader at Smith Capital (UK), as well as department heads, saw the big tree and wolf that made them hunt so happily this time on the computer screen in front of them. According to Smith’s company Abe Smith is king in style.

   Syed Javid heard the voice of CEO Jess from the screen.

   That's Mr. CEO, representing us in the office, reporting to our dear boss.

   "Boss, we have received news. Due to the lobbying of Unilever, BP, Vodafone and other giants, the London authorities are likely to really end this time."

   Said noticed that the boss on the screen looked a little relieved.

  The minibus-born British immigrant doesn’t know that his boss is enjoying work while working.

  The camera switches to Abel.

   It was already July 20th. Abel had long since left Houston, and even Texas, in a California that was full of sunshine and oranges in the colonial population, in a villa on Beverly Hills.

   During the few days in Texas, after the NRA matter was settled.

  Abel left Houston soon, and first went to Austin to meet his parents.

  Alexander and his wife have a son like Abel, and now they are Texas state legislators. They are of course very happy to live and work in Austin.

  In Austin, after a little get-together with my parents.

  The next day Abel returned to Tarrant County and returned to his family's Smith Farm.

  Smith Farm has now been handed over to professional managers, under the supervision of the John family, who can be said to be the "illegitimate child" of the Smith family.

  Abel’s eldest daughter, Alia Jr., still lives here because of her young age.

  Charlize's mother took care of her little granddaughter when Charlize went out to work.

  My daughter is 8 months old, and she is teething and learning to crawl.

  She inherited the excellent genes of Abel and Charlize, and she was a super beautiful and cute pink doll since she was a child.

   She is of her own blood, and she is also a beautiful daughter, of course Abel likes it very much.

  He stayed at Smith Farm for two days, lived two days as a farmer, and accompanied his oldest child by the way.

   It wasn't until the 19th that he bid farewell to little Alia, departing from Fort Worth Dallas Airport and arriving in Los Angeles now.

  The reason why he looks a little relaxed now is because he is not the only one working now.

   Under his desk, someone is "working" for him now.

   Hearing Jess' report, Abel was neither surprised nor surprised.

   What surprised him was that he didn't expect the London authorities to really want to tear up the signboard of London's international financial city.

   I don’t think it’s surprising that the London authorities finally couldn’t bear the demands of the big local capital and ended up smashing their own signs.

  The "British Landing Plan" has clearly made Unilever and BP, the British giants, feel dangerous.

  So much so that they jointly dispatched to lobby the London authorities to do this kind of thing.

   "Hehe, then continue to short the stocks of other local British companies! See if they want to keep it!"

  The British Financial Supervisory Authority may introduce restrictions on short selling, and the list includes only 30 important companies in the UK.

  Like BP, Unilever.

  The companies that can be listed in London are not limited to these 30 local British giants.

  London wanted to smash their own signboards, but couldn't bear to smash them, so they made a list of 30 companies to restrict short selling.

  Abel now wants to see what the London authorities will do next when he shifts his target to all British companies.

  It is to only protect the 30 giants, ignoring the wailing of other listed companies in the London stock market.

  Finally decided not to lose face, and completely ended to save the market.

   And in this violent fluctuation, even if Abel's plan to land on the British island cannot be realized, he can still earn a lot of money from Britain.

   This is also a solution. As the first country in the world to start playing with finance, the former world's largest country, even the current London authorities are very rich in finance.

  Facing the financial turmoil caused by Abel, Soros and others, these backgrounds allow the British to fight back and forth with Abel, Soros, and Morgan.

   Naturally, everyone in the London branch had no objection to the big boss' decision, and this was an inevitable choice.

   "What about the Canadian dollar?"

  The British affairs have determined the strategic direction, and this time it is David's turn to report to Abel about the Canadian direction.

"The chaos has begun. The Canadian authorities have discovered the situation. Affected by international crude oil prices and our attacks, the exchange rate of the Canadian dollar has fluctuated violently. A large number of international speculators have smelled blood and have already heard the news. Canadian Finance Minister Astaire Today, the newspaper even claimed that the authorities will use anti-terrorism authority to block and freeze the Canadian bank accounts of international speculators when necessary, which has caused a lot of diplomatic and public controversy.”

  After listening to David's report, Abel chuckled, "This is because I was frightened by the things in the UK. As expected, it is the Commonwealth of Nations, and the way things are done is so similar."

  After expressing emotion, he waved his hand and said:

"Everyone, you have done very successfully. I know that in the past month or so, you have been working all night, almost continuously, and it is very hard. Although I really hope to give you a vacation, I believe that you will also It will never be accepted, after all, the US dollar and British pound are in front of your eyes now."

  Abel spoke words of encouragement. He knew that this group of subordinates had been working in 007, even 009, or even more exaggerated non-stop relay work for more than a month, and they were already very tired.

   But Abel is more convinced that for these financial practitioners.

  Double physical and mental fatigue, and even the possibility of sudden death caused by overwork.

   Adding up, there is no threat of not making money, which is even more terrifying.

   "After this time, every employee who works for me in the UK can share 10% of the profits of this operation. Those in New York will share the other 3%."

"Don't worry guys in New York, you still have Canadian dollars. Similarly, 10% of the profit in Canadian dollars this time will be used as a bonus, which belongs to the guys in New York. 3% is for the guys in the UK our."

   "I believe that my generosity is the most famous on the entire planet. Work for me, you will never regret it!"

  Under his motivational words, mainly the clear reward amount and rules, all employees of Smith Capital London and New York cheered collectively.

  Financial practitioners can't persevere if they are not dazed, and they can't make money at all!

   For these bewildered financiers, nothing can make them feel more secure than being able to make money.

rest? No need at all! That's for the dead.

  In Wall Street and the City of London, there are many similar words circulating.

  The content of these words, harsh but realistic, is used to motivate people here to go crazy.

  “If squeezing a bus doesn’t motivate you to improve your life, nothing else will.”

   “The Black Friday shopping frenzy is the Paralympics of capitalism.”

   "Money never sleeps!"

   "..."

   Many such truths that cannot be publicized, full of discrimination but hit the nail on the head, spur these people to keep moving forward.

  Because in the financial circle, those who can’t do it have already gone to sell insurance and houses!

  In the eyes of ordinary people, people who sell insurance and houses are crazy enough.

   But ordinary people don't know that the financial group is actually even crazier.

  Even now and in the future, Huaxia, the weak financial circle, has also raised a bunch of lunatics.

  Finance, no matter where it is, is not for normal people.

   When the video conference was disconnected, a nice female voice sounded from across from Abel.

"it's over?"

   It was Jessica Alba who was speaking. This beauty was wearing a comfortable silk pajamas, lying lazily on the sofa opposite Abel.

"not yet."

   Abel who hung up the video conference communication replied like this.

  Jessica shrugged, smiled and looked under the computer desk in front of Abel.

   There were two petite figures there at this time.

   Jessica knew that Abel was talking about unfinished work. It must not be the work he needed to solve in the computer meeting just now.

   It's under the table, it doesn't belong to him, it belongs to their work.

   After a few minutes, Jessica saw Abel's breathing begin to accelerate.

   became thicker, and his movements became a little rough.

   A little while longer.

   "Hoo—"

  She watched Abel let out a long breath, knowing that their work might be done.

   "Are you comfortable?" Jessica smiled and stood up, walking towards Abel.

   Abel smiled with satisfaction.

  Jessica said to the table, "Go and rinse your mouth, thank you for your hard work."

  After she finished speaking, she naturally lay down on Abel's body, but she was careful not to press down on her flat, beautiful and white belly.

  The reason why Jessica moved so carefully was because of the few days in New York last month.

  Under the crazy bombardment of Abel ammunition. Even she, who had ovarian syndrome, was successfully "shot" by Abel.

   This made Jessica finally feel proud in front of Annie.

  She couldn't be happier.

   It was not easy to get, and after the examination, the doctor also said that this kind of situation is very rare for her.

   This is only possible if the seeds are super vigorous.

   If there is a problem later, due to her physical condition, this function may deteriorate.

   I don’t know if I will be able to have children by then.

   Jessica naturally paid more and more attention to this. After returning to California, she became cautious in everything she did.

   The two chatted for a while, and the two little girls who had just gone to wash their mouths had already come out of the bathroom.

  Worried that Abel's mess would affect Jessica's stable fetus.

  She hurriedly greeted the two of them, trying to distract Abel.

   "Megan, Alexandra, come here. Come and show your boss, see which two cuties are working hard for him just now."

  The faces of the two little girls were a little bright red, and they each responded and walked over obediently.

  (end of this chapter)