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Chapter 227 The Wall Street Jumping Machine is Open(2/2)

In other words, it was nearly one million US dollars a week ago.

Just this week, as one of the largest investors in CDS instruments, Lehman's stock price plummeted for seven consecutive days and has shrunk to only US$500,000.

During this decline, John wanted to sell his stocks more than once.

However, his initial luck caused him to miss the best opportunity. When he finally made up his mind, the trading market had already fallen into a downturn.

At the price he can accept, no one is willing to take over. Unless he grits his teeth and offers a price far lower than the market price, otherwise, his stock will be lost to him.

The situation is critical. If the stock price continues to fall, it may only take two weeks for all the funds in my account to be emptied.

——

It's not as simple as starting from scratch.

I still have to repay the leveraged debt and take on a loan of two hundred thousand dollars!

When he thought of this, John's mood collapsed.

He took a few deep breaths and comforted himself:

"It doesn't matter, there is still a chance, there is still a chance"

"Lehman is a big company. As long as they don't file for bankruptcy, it's still not too late."

"They will carry it over, I will carry it over."

After repeated persuasion several times, John finally had the courage to raise his head.

Then he discovered that in this huge office, there were actually not a few people who bowed their heads and prayed like him.

On the stage, Lehman representatives were still chattering about the company's situation.

He had a calm expression and a steady voice, as if everything that happened in the financial market had nothing to do with him.

"We have indeed encountered difficulties in operations. Due to the failure of the CDS market, it is conservatively estimated that the company's net loss this time will be more than 30 billion US dollars."

"In contrast, the company's total liquid assets are $7 billion."

'We're going to have to make more tough decisions'

"Stop talking!"

Suddenly, someone in the audience interrupted the representative's question.

Then, the man continued to ask:

"We just want to know, will Lehman file for bankruptcy?"

After the words fell, everyone looked expectantly at the representatives on the stage.

But the representative who was still eloquent just now suddenly became quiet.

He just stood there quietly, staring ahead, as if there was something there that attracted his attention.

Everyone looked at him in confusion. After a long time, his eyes moved.

Then, he looked at the time on the electronic display hanging on the wall of the hall.

He said in a low voice:

"Now. There is still time."

In an instant, everyone understood what he meant.

At this moment, the building collapsed.

John rushed to the trading counter following the surging crowd, but by the time he arrived, it was too late.

In just a few minutes, Lehman Brothers' stock fell nearly 80%, and all his assets had been wiped out.

John walked out of the trading floor in despair.

He didn't know where else he could go.

go home?

But, how do you explain it to your family?

How do you tell them that you have lost everything, and you can’t even afford to pay off the mortgage next month?——

Yes, house.

That damn house!

If it weren't for the rising housing prices, I would never have chosen to buy a house at such a time.

If it weren't for the pressure of loans, I would never lose my basic judgment and rely on luck to keep the hard-earned profits!

Damn it! Damn it!

At this moment, John suddenly realized that the gears of fate had actually started turning.

It's just that I, being in the gear, never realized the fate of being crushed.

He was sitting on the street blankly, and there were many people who were in a daze like him.

No one knows where to go, and no one knows what to do next.

——

At this moment, a man stood up.

He walked forward with firm eyes, and almost subconsciously, John followed his footsteps and entered the building.

Then, more people followed the man into the elevator.

They were surprised to find that the man walked straight in one direction after stepping out of the elevator.

——

Rooftop.

Suddenly, John's heart became clear.

He guessed what the man was going to do and understood what he should do.

He followed the man over the railing, and one step forward was the abyss.

The man lit his last cigarette, and the remaining cigarette butt fell down the tall building first.

Mars floats in the sky.

After a few seconds, the man passed the spark.

John tilted his head and glanced down. The ground was already blood red.

He suddenly felt a little sick.

——

It wasn't because of his upcoming fate that he was disgusted, but because he felt that his body was going to be mixed with him?

Maybe, it's not a big deal.

John fumbled in his pocket, wanting to light a cigarette for himself, but he couldn't find his lighter.

He saw the lighter that the man had left on the rooftop, so he carefully climbed over and lit the cigarette in his mouth.

Then, he solemnly put the lighter back to its original place.

In this short period of smoking, he thought a lot.

Family and friends.

The money in the account and the unpaid debts.

too messy.

He didn't want to think about it anymore, so he jumped down.

It's like taking the next step, without any hesitation.

Twenty minutes later.

In the same location on Wall Street, six bodies were piled up.
Chapter completed!
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