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Chapter 202 There Wasn’t Even the Bare Minimum of Bottom Line
Since ancient times, there have been many ways for women to repay men, but most people prefer the most classic
one.
Of course, there was also a prerequisite,
It was this woman who had to be attractive first.
Indeed, Bertha was not bad–looking, and she was also the first campus belle of Ravero University.
But this doesn’t seem to have anything to do with me, Greyson, does it?
As for my previous assistance to Temple Real Estate, it was merely a business collaboration.
But I had no obligation or responsibility to help you, Bertha, make
money.
Hearing him say this, Bertha didn’t get angry. Instead, she asked very seriously, “Go ahead, as long as I can do it, I
won’t frown at all.”
In Bertha’s mind, Greyson was no longer the Greyson he used to be.
He was a man like a god.
The last time she invited Greyson for dinner, she also mentioned In- Depth Tech.
Unexpectedly, in such a short time, he had already acquired In–Depth Tech.
At that time, she indeed wanted to learn some financial knowledge from Greyson.
After all, the feeling of dominating the capital market was just too good.
Seeing her so serious, Greyson naturally understood her thoughts.
He hadn’t expected Bertha to be such a quick learner. Shaking his head, he said, “You really lack sincerity. Do I
need to bring up such matters?”
Bertha said, “What?”
“How about I share half of the money I earned with you?”
Damn it!
This blockhead, I really don’t know how she managed to survive until today.
With your level of emotional intelligence, you dared to mingle in the business world?
Greyson curled his lip, “Am I short of money?”
“But I couldn’t figure out what else you were lacking?”
Bertha’s beautiful eyes were fixed on him.
Get dressed!
I couldn’t be bothered to talk to you.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Gone, went to have breakfast with my girlfriend.”
Uh!
Seeing the figure of this guy leaving, Bertha curled her lip.
But you weren’t lacking in girlfriends either. How about I introduce Amber to you?
Actually, she wasn’t stupid, she understood everything.
It was pretending to be confused while actually understanding.
And she saw with her own eyes that Greyson and Rebecca went to the hotel, this guy was too fickle.
Returning to the dorm, I found Amber sprawled out in shorts and a t- shirt, completely lacking any semblance of a
sleeping position.
This guy, who promised to go running with me, was being lazy again.
Bertha went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Greyson actually didn’t return to the apartment, but also went back to the dormitory.
After all, going back to the apartment was too troublesome.
Coincidentally, Pearce was also in the dormitory today.
“My God, how did you find time to come back to the dorm today?”
Pearce said, “Chelsea took a few days off and went back home, I didn’t want to stay alone in an empty house.”
Alexis was still lying in bed motionless, “Can you guys help me take a leave? I won’t go to the classroom this
morning.”
Greyson, seeing him looking as if he was on the verge of collapse, asked Pearce with his eyes, “What’s going on?”
Pearce didn’t speak until Greyson finished his shower and came
downstairs. Then Pearce said, “This guy got a girl from another school pregnant.”
“He even borrowed twenty to thirty thousand from others, thinking about breaking up without repaying the money.”
“Everyone’s parents had come to the school.”
“He sold the car to settle the matter.”
Damn it!
Damn it!
However, I was not on the same path as him, and I would not be in the future either.
This coin usually bragged to high heaven,
But he was really unfair in his actions, so everyone stopped playing with him.
Some said that men could be passionate, but they should never be
scum.
He was such a loser.
He ate and played at the girl’s expense, and even cheated her out of her
money.
As a man, he didn’t even have the most basic bottom line.
However, he handled this matter so secretly that even Greyson didn’t know.
The two returned to the classroom, Kent’s face looked terrible, “Damn it, In–Depth Tech’s stocks just won’t rise.”
“After all, it was the leader in the chip industry, what’s with the airplane stuff.”
He bought in and lost at least twenty points.
Greyson said to him, “Those funds won’t be available for another six months. Are we supposed to let them increase
now to benefit others?”
Kent slapped his forehead, “I’m such an idiot!”
The market for Mythosia started to activate at that moment, and those foreign investments had already been
arranged months ago.
They borrowed a large amount of money from Mythosia Bank and then shorted in the foreign exchange market.
Greyson was not a god, he couldn’t predict the future.
But his all–seeing eyes could foresee the market trends of the next dozen or so trading days.
Hmm, having a pair of eyes like that was really wonderful.
As long as he was willing, it was estimated that not a single female classmate around him could escape.
However, Greyson was a very serious person, he didn’t eat the grass next to his burrow.
He certainly wouldn’t be like Alexis, who wasn’t picky and never missed an opportunity to eat.
As a successful man, he was quite principled.
At that moment, Greyson’s mind was not on studying at all. Greyson opened his phone and stared at the foreign
exchange market. It was his first time playing this financial game, so he didn’t dare to take it
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The Mythosia dollar began to fall, the initial decline was very slight.
Even if it was the legendary EKG–style fluctuation, this slow decline did not attract the attention of Mythosia.
They also considered it just normal exchange rate fluctuations.
But Greyson knew in his heart, everything was just an illusion.
This big forex trend was coming.
Seeing the continuous decline of Mythosia dollar, Greyson’s heart pounded heavily.
Because for every point that fell, the bearish side could earn ten Silverglade dollars.
The joy of short selling was that the more drastic the drop, the more money was made.
Just as nervous as Greyson were Paloma and the employees in the trading room of Blue Print Investment.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAlthough they had been through countless battles, big and small, with Paloma,
But this time was clearly different.
Because they were facing foreign speculative capital.
These were all major international institutions, the giants in the capital
market.
Although it was said to be shorting the Mythosia dollar, it was actually fleecing these big crocodiles.
Just in case, Paloma didn’t dare to put all her funds in, but instead reserved a portion as a margin.
Seeing the exchange rate fall, their profits were gradually increasing, and Paloma was a bit excited.
Trading foreign exchange was far more exciting than trading stocks, and the money earned was also much more.
Of course, once a loss occurred, it was necessary to increase the margin, otherwise, a forced liquidation would take
place.
Greyson was watching the foreign exchange market, while Pamela sat next to him with a book in her arms.
“I sat next to you after that, class monitor.”
“Oh!”
Greyson didn’t care at all, he only had eyes for foreign exchange.
Pamela’s actions attracted the attention of many classmates. Some girls widened their eyes, “What is the study
committee member trying to do?”
“Did you take the initiative to pursue the class monitor?”
Several girls laughed strangely.
Quite a few boys were looking at Greyson with eyes full of envy and resentment. Greyson was too devoted, casually
draping an arm around Pamela’s shoulder.
Huh?
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Pamela stiffened, and only then did Greyson notice something was
wrong.
He had thought it was his old desk–mate. But when he realized the body he was holding was so petite, he put down
his phone to take a look.
“Ah, why is it you?”
He withdrew his hand, sizing her up.
Pamela looked frustrated and explained with a blush, “I moved here to sit with you for better communication about
class affairs.”
“Oh, oh!”
“Pretty good, not bad.“.