October 18, 2018.

Dong X Jing.

The streets here are no different from those on weekdays, and they are still bustling and crowded everywhere.

The glory in Ginza and the lively Tsukiji Market, the 23 districts of this city each have their own functions.

This is one of the most populous metropolitan areas in the world. Its prosperity is something that people who have come here for the first time can see with their naked eyes.

In the city, tall buildings rise up, clean and spacious roads, beautiful green streets, lush trees and colorful flowers on both sides of the road decorate the city, with convenient transportation and convenient shopping attracting countless tourists.

At night, the lights here are shining brightly, and the tall buildings are immediately covered with gem-inlaid clothes, and the streets are turned into a galaxy with bright light.

Yamamoto Yoshi stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the CBD center office. Looking from afar, he saw buildings in the distance lined up, and vehicles were shuttled through the streets crisscrossing, and pedestrians kept coming and going.

This is a symbol of vitality.

But Yamamoto Yoshi now feels that his vitality seems to be gradually losing, and he can no longer be replenished.

Because of the number on the screen behind it.

It made Yamamoto Yoshi think of smashing the glass open and jumping down.

The number behind it is: 8.2469!

In front of this number are several hiragami characters, which are translated into English or Chinese, Norwegian krone/USD.

These are the exchange rate of these two currencies, that is, the exchange rate of currency pairs today.

Originally, Norwegian krone/USD is not much related to Yoshi Yamamoto, who is far away from the East X Kyoto in the country.

But who said he was the leader of one of the special economic action teams of the Central Bank, and he was in charge of billions of dollars in funds.

"Master Yamamoto!" Yamamoto's deputy walked behind him with a sad face, and said in a voice that was almost crying: "It has been...it has been...it has been counted!"

But Yamamoto Yoshi ignored it.

The assistant knew that his boss was very uncomfortable, but as an assistant, he still had to perform his responsibilities.

"We entered a total of 6.8 billion US dollars... These are all margin accounts with leverage multiples! All of this money... were lost..."

"In addition to the $6.8 billion... we have also transferred $1.2 billion from other special economic action teams..."

"The 1.2 billion US dollars are entering because they use their own funds... they don't lose much, and we still have 820 million US dollars left! They lost 380 million US dollars."

“Our total loss is…”

“7.18 billion US dollars!”

Yamamoto Yoshi's assistant almost cried and shouted out the number. When he shouted out the last number, Yamamoto Yoshi's body, which had been turning a deaf ear to the point of looking calm, shook.

Then slowly fall backwards.

"Sir Yamamoto!"

"grown ups!"

"Sir Yamamoto, what's wrong with you?!"

"Call an ambulance quickly!"

"Sir Yamamoto! Hold on!"

“…”

A chaotic and noisy sound rang out. Yamamoto Yoshiji, who had been in shock and lost consciousness, was helped out of the office by his subordinates and sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.

But this is not over yet.

What awaits this special economic action team is a tragic fate in the future.

As the initiator, the commander, and the initiator of this sniper, Yamamoto Yoshi's responsibility cannot be offset.

But how could other members of these special operations economic teams be spared?

Tonight.

Many miserable things will happen here.

But in this huge metropolitan area of ​​the Dadong x Beijing Circle, such tragic things happen every day. As the country with the highest suicide rate in the world and one of the cities with the highest suicide rate.

Sanitation workers here can often be found in corners, in some rental houses, or under some high-rise buildings.

Found some poor people's bodies.

…………

…………

It is different from the tragedy that happened inside the CBD building of Dongx-King Yiben Central Bank in different time zones.

Los Angeles.

Downtown Los Angeles.

In Wells Fargo's CBD building, the office temporarily rented out is now filled with howling wolf howling.

The sounds of roars, cheers, howlings, celebrations and even smashing things kept ringing in the office.

In the huge office area, dozens of so-called gentlemen who usually look well-dressed are almost howling wildly now.

This howl was not that kind of miserable sound.

There was an extremely ecstasy feeling inside.

These dozens of people all left their jobs and surrounded a young man.

Looking at the man who was alive and focused, playing games on an Apple ultra-thin super notebook.

Unlike these Ivy graduates who keep howling wolf, the men's spirit seems to be all in the game in the notebook. Let the group of people howl and celebrate, and how to worship him with admiration and worship language.

Some people even kneeled down as if they were honking their Lord.

But the man was still indifferent.

Continue to manipulate a female blood elf in the ultrabook and fight in a five-player random book.

This continues until.

quack……

The ultra-thin Apple laptop made a strange sound, and then the picture turned black, and then the game screen was kicked out.

The computer crashed.

"fxxk! Garbage Apple Notebook!"

The man then stood up and cursed, smashed his laptop, threw it away, turned his head, and looked at the 58 financial elites who were constantly howling around him, as well as the two beautiful secretaries behind him, about to kneel down and sing conquering eyes to him.

He put a finger to his mouth, shushed softly, and then his voice was soft: "Everyone, quiet."

It was like a miracle, restless, and the group of elites who were about to overturn the ceiling of this office area were as if someone had pressed the button to stop the time.

It became quiet in an instant, silent.

Those who don’t know thought they had come to Silent Hill.

The man then shrugged: "What's the big deal? Isn't it just another victory?! For me, victory is as simple as eating and drinking water. Because I am the only husband of the goddess of victory!"

Bang!

He snapped his fingers again.

"Everyone! TIME continues tonight! Those beautiful girls should miss you so much! Send your comfort! The time is to show your manly charm!"

"Cheer!"

After he said the last word, these dozens of elites in the financial circle and top students who graduated from Ivy League made shocking shouts.

One of the smart guys with blond hair squeezed into the crowd, shouted, and knelt directly at him, shouting: "You are the Lord in the foreign exchange market! We are willing to follow your glory! Lord, please accept your lamb!"

After this clever guy did this.

After a moment of silence, the group of guys who were so excited that they could not vent their emotions, all followed suit, knelt around the man in the middle, shouting praises that sounded like a cult.

The atmosphere reached its highest point in an instant, and the carnival atmosphere made these people almost climax.

This was originally the most core area of ​​Wells Fargo CBD Building.

Now it seems like a scene of cult preaching. At this time, if they are cheering and some weird music dubbing are used, then some camera effect will be added.

The perfect missionary scene is still a bit evil. It is just like the demons in fantasy novels that are charming believers.

When two of Wells Fargo's main leaders on the West Coast, Alpha, vice president of Wells Fargo, and John Mellon, received the news, they were excited to come in.

What I saw was such a strange scene.

"Why did you kneel down?"
Chapter completed!