Chapter 855

In the lounge of the president's office of Gaia investment consulting company, lulana, wearing only a translucent silver gray short suspender skirt, sat on the sofa stool beside him, lazily throwing the newly turned off hair dryer to Chuang.

Looking at the extremely ruddy face in the mirror, I blinked a few times. Thinking of Andy's excited appearance when she tossed her, my pretty face turned a little red. I gathered the long hair that had just been blown dry and almost hung on the carpet to my front, and divided it into two parts. I began to skillfully divide half of my hair into three parts, and braided a twist braid.

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"after breakfast, why haven't you cleaned up?" Wearing a white Lapel shirt, rolled up sleeves, a black Tun straight skirt and a hollowed out black Si toriblake pushed the door in, and saw Lula, who was also taking care of her hair in a leisurely way, could not help frowning.

Lulana did not look back, but looked at Tori through the mirror, and said with some disdain, "I want you to take care of it!"

"You dead girl! How dare you answer back... "

Looking at toriblake who sprang up with her teeth and claws, lulana dodged from the sofa stool, looked down at Tori with a low spirit, and sneered: "the blue pool without any credit, let me be the elk of the whole night, what did we say before? How about being helped by elk to make you feel good? Don't try to bully me again! "

"I'm so angry. You don't know how to be grateful, little green pond. I don't take care of you well..." Torry '.

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Andy opened the door and saw that lulana, who was wearing only the suspender skirts, was falling down, was a little disordered in her hair. She grabbed a twist braid in her hand, and she was so angry that she could not get rid of the control of toriblake. She could not help but lean her arms around Xiong and slowly appreciate it on the door frame.

"Let go -" lulana broke the twist braid out of Torry's hands. She jumped up and hung it on Andy. She began to complain wrongly, "honey, she bullied me..."

"Ha ha, how can I see you on it? Well, stop it and get dressed, you little violent Lu maniac. " Andy holds on to lulana, kisses her, pats her and laughs.

"You little green pond, you wait for me!" Toriblake gnawed his teeth in a feverish, angry way.

"Hum! I'm afraid of you, honey. I'll hold her for you. You'll come back... Put her Lulana, with her beautiful eyes turned, starts to instigate Andy. The angry assistant grabs her hair.

"Well, stop fooling around, get dressed and have breakfast. I'll send you to the airport. I'll be able to get to Montana just before dark and spend Christmas Eve with your family."

Andy stops the two clawed women from tearing. He naturally knows why the two of the original gang did it. It was mainly because of the role-playing problem last night. But in the end, the little elk, who was unwilling to be bullied all the time, rebelled directly and helped the demon king to play the Christmas Girl soldier badly.

"Hum!" Toriblake gave lulana a bad look, untied her hair and began to comb it again.

"You're stupid, too..." Andy looks at a pair of reluctant little assistant and laughs.

"Who knows this dead girl's strength is so great." Tori put a portion of breakfast in front of Andy, make complaints about it.

Lula, who came out wearing a princess skirt blue slim dress, sat directly in Andy's arms with a smile, stretched out her arms around his neck, and began the greasy breakfast time that Torry hated.

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"Well, don't dawdle. I'll send you to the airport. You can fly to Montana directly by private plane and accompany your family. Let's go." Andy pats lulana, who sticks to him and refuses to let go, and kisses her red Chun with his head down.

"Well, thank you, honey, for everything..." Lula once again sent incense Wen, and finally reluctantly was pulled out of the office by Torry.

Andy breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and sniffed the shirt on his shirt, shook his head and walked into the lounge, looking at all the clothes that had been thrown up in the big building, and the sheets that had been painted in the corner. He took off a shirt of Chanel perfume, and changed it again. After finishing it, he walked out of the office.

The free city company hall has been rearranged into a circular arc, and the LCD wall directly opposite has displayed various financial data such as gold price.

Bardstone sat at a desk around the center, his white shirt sleeve pulled up, his eyes fixed on the time figures displayed on the LCD wall, while the other operators looked at him excitedly, waiting for his orders.

"Bloomberg news, Dec. 24, influenced by investors' profit taking and other factors, the U.S. dollar continued to fall against other major Western currencies on Dec. 24... Gold futures maturing in February 2008 closed at $811.50 an ounce, down $4.80 from the previous session"The main exchanges in some European countries, Canada and other countries are closed due to holidays, so the exchange market in New York may be light today. Analysts say the dollar has fallen as investors take profits towards the end of the year

"Turn off live news!" Bardstone's hoarse, shrill voice had just fallen, and the real-time news window on the large LCD wall was immediately closed.

"Here we go! According to the plan, each of the first three groups has a trading quota of ten hands, and the remaining seven groups start to buy! "

Andy sits on the boss's chair, staring at the real-time price of spot gold on the LCD wall in front of him, jumping up by a few cents and a few cents. His ears are the noise of dozens of people who are rapidly tapping the keyboard and clicking the mouse at the same time.

This means of making the market active by constantly changing hands is not new, but it is very useful. This is to create a scene of rising gold price, attract investors, more accurately, attract hot money, and followers. Only when the shipment is pulled up will someone accept the offer. This time is not long, it is not short.

The key is that the forces who want to be in the manor are reluctant to make a decision. Andy's temporary intention, naturally, does not have a lot of time to make a layout, so the means will inevitably be simple and rough, traceable, and the risk will increase countless times.

But Andy has enough chips. 174 tons of gold and 6.13 million ounces of spot gold hit the market. Even those who want to snipe the price of gold join in, they can drink a pot. What's more, those who want to take advantage of the price don't enter. Who will take Andy's offer?

"Hang 100 hands in a group, try the fire!" Cried bardstone suddenly.

Andy also stood up from the boss's chair, watching the LCD wall refresh after the 100 hands appeared in the selling column, the whole hall fell into silence.

One second, two seconds...

After ten seconds, the displayed number is cleared.

"Eaten!"

Andy breathes a long sigh of relief. A big force enters.

"Go on!"

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At the same time, the market trading department of Bank of America's headquarters building, which is not far away, is also crowded.

"Boss, they're moving!"

Kenneth, leaning against the cubicle board, stopped chatting, took his boss's chair and sat down in front of the computer. "Do you know what they want?" he asked

"At present, it seems to be pushing up the shipment, but I always feel strange. It seems that I want to attract the attention of other funds, which is easy to be sniped..."

"Sniped?" Kenneth frowned. He didn't believe Andy Smith didn't know that. Since he knew that, he was deliberately inviting other people to hedge him.

"No! What is the current price of gold futures in February? " Kenneth's eyes flashed and his voice shrieked.

"809 dollars..."

"Boss, Gaia!" Lewis suddenly reminded.

"Check to see if Gaia has opened two-way options..."

"Boss, there will be no mistake, linkage effect, spot gold hitting gold price..."

"Tens of thousands of buying orders are lost in seconds..."

Lewis looked a little solemn and said: "he started shipping!"

"Find Gaia's money, double options, short February gold futures... Keep an eye on all of Andy Smith's capital flows! " Kenneth knew that this was not a time of hesitation. He was more willing to believe that Andy Smith would not easily fail. He did not hesitate to choose to help him short gold futures. Of course, the most important thing is to make money.