Awakening the Daily Intelligence System - Chapter 312

Chapter 312: 137, Lin Mo shocks the New York Stock Exchange! The greatest trader!_3

Lin Mo gave a bitter smile, “Fine then.”

He then pressed the call bell beside the sofa.

The door was pushed open.

A trader weighing over 200 pounds walked in with a pale face. Although Lin Mo’s loss had nothing to do with her directly, such a loss also suggested she might lose a major client.

Fearing Lin Mo was in a bad mood because of the financial loss, the trader asked cautiously, “Sir, may I assist you with anything?”

“If you need to sell stocks, trading can only resume in two hours.”

Lin Mo looked at his wife and said, “Ask her if there’s anything to eat and get her to bring some over.”

Li Jinwen asked in English.

The trader nodded repeatedly, said a bunch, and walked out. Then after a while, lots of food was brought into the room.

It wasn’t traditional American food, but various Chinese dishes, though there were also some steaks, pasta, etc., with elegant presentation and appealing looks that made one hungry at first glance.

After the food was delivered, the staff left the room.

Lin Mo picked up chopsticks and after taking a bite of stir-fried pork with hot peppers, couldn’t help saying, “Hmm, not bad! I really didn’t expect to find the most traditional Chinese food in America right here inside the New York Stock Exchange.”

“Wife, you should try it!”

Li Jinwen shook her head with worry, “I’m not hungry; I can’t eat.”

“It’s okay, heh heh, let your husband feed you.” Lin Mo served Li Jinwen a bowl of rice, smiling and saying, “Don’t worry too much. That’s how stocks are; they go up and down, it’s normal. If we’ve lost, then we’ve lost. It shouldn’t affect our mood.”

“…”

Li Jinwen just couldn’t take it in.

Twenty million US dollars!

Just gone like that?

Impossible!

…..

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

New York, in a shabby rental.

Gil woke up from his sleep, logged onto RedWhistle and saw that his inbox was full of private messages.

RedWhistle is America’s fifth largest social media platform, ranking behind Google, YouTube, Facebook, and Amazon.

Gil is a broadcaster on RedWhistle, sharing knowledge about stocks and all things related to GameStop.

Ever since he was young, he wanted to work at GameStop. He applied for a job there five times during college and, although rejected each time, he never thought of giving up.

He understood GameStop’s worth and its endless potential more than anyone else.

Unfortunately, before the powerful short-selling institutions, all this seemed so minor and helpless. GameStop was on the verge of the end of its business road.

He couldn’t accept it.

He planned to shout out to his RedWhistle followers one last time today: GameStop won’t fall; as long as they work hard enough, they definitely can overcome those capitalists from Wall Street.

“What? Why so many messages?”

As a minor broadcaster, he’d never seen 99+ private messages in his inbox before. But when he clicked to check, they were all from fans asking what had happened to GameStop.

What happened?

Had it gone bankrupt?

With a nervous heart, he read through all the private messages and finally understood what had occurred.

It turned out someone had purchased twenty million US dollars worth of GameStop stock that morning, causing a temporary stay in the stock price at 18 dollars, only to face another attack from the short-sellers afterward.

“What? Twenty million US dollars?”

“Could this be a divine move from God? Did He know today would be my last cry for GameStop, so He made someone buy the stock?”

“This is a great opportunity, a huge opportunity!!”

Without hesitation, not bothering to wash his face, or even go to the toilet, Gil decisively started his live broadcast.

Because of the heat around GameStop that day and the fact that he was the most professional GameStop broadcaster on RedWhistle, his channel was soon flooded with viewers as he went live.

The number of viewers kept increasing.

Some people were asking if GameStop was preparing to fight the short-sellers from Wall Street, others were inquiring if now was the best time to buy GameStop stocks.

Gil didn’t speak, quietly waiting for the number of viewers to increase.

When the number in the live room gradually reached 10,000, Gil put on a red headband and shouted in a low voice, “Family, before I answer your questions, please think about one thing: the subprime mortgage crisis of 2008!”

“That time, when our family members lost jobs, parents couldn’t get proper medical care, many sold their houses, some even lost their lives, and what was the root of all this?”

“The root was the crazy lending spree of those damned financiers from Wall Street, resulting from the continuous interest rate hikes by the Fed.”

“And now, it’s time for those bastards from Wall Street to pay a painful price for their actions. GameStop is our best platform for counterattack.”

“I am calling on all the warriors not to sell your stock. We won’t be defeated by the airforce; we aim for the moon. This is more important than making money, more important than buying a brand-new supercar!”

“We shall rise, we shall rebel, we shall trip the titans of Wall Street!”

“Retail investors, the ‘vegetables’, we need to be united and crush Melvin’s ‘eggs’!”

“Quick!”

“Buy GameStop’s stock and join us!!”

“I promise everyone, even if I have to sell my grandma, I won’t sell my GameStop stocks!”

While delivering his passionate and generous speech, Gil took out his asset report.

It showed that he currently held 110,000 dollars worth of GameStop stocks, and Gil himself was in debt of 80,000 dollars.

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