Just after the first day of the New Year holiday, the London Stock Exchange opened.
Just a few minutes after the trading time, experienced institutional traders discovered something unusual. The trading volume of HSBC Bank, which they had been paying attention to, was too large, six times more than usual.
As a result, the stock price quickly exceeded the 4 pounds per share mark and continued to rise, creating a small positive line with an increase of more than 1.7%.
this……
The institutional traders suddenly became excited and became sensitively aware;
Quotes: Finally, a prehistoric beast is moving.
Hyde Park Hotel
In the buffet restaurant of a five-star hotel
In the luxurious hotel atmosphere, Richard Trier was enjoying his delicious food elegantly. At this time, his assistant Hans, who was dining not far away, came over with a phone;
"Sir, there's a call from the exchange. The people over there are moving."
"oh!"
In order to prevent the delicious fresh oyster juice from being contaminated, Richard Terrill picked up a white napkin and wiped his beard slowly before answering the phone;
"What's going on?"
"Sir, after the market opened in the morning, the Royal Family Fund took action.
HSBC's stock fluctuated upwards, and the trading volume suddenly increased by 6 to 7 times. The stock price strongly exceeded the 4 pound mark, attracting many followers to enter the market and do long positions.
Observation from the market revealed that while the Royal Fund was driving up the stock price to attract followers, it also continued to place its own large buying orders, allowing institutions that followed the trend to place their orders at the front.
Then, sell the sell order through other seats to complete the transaction, and sell the goods against it.
By 10:45 a.m., most of the institutions that followed the trend realized that the stock price had lost its strength and fell rapidly under the pressure of selling.
The market turnover has exceeded 220 million shares, and the Royal Family Fund has induced long and short selling of hundreds of millions of pounds, which is quite powerful.
According to the previously formulated countermeasures, due to insufficient financial strength, we did not take corresponding actions to protect the market.
But after 10:45 a.m., Royal Fund began to continuously place huge sales orders to suppress the stock price. The stock price fell sharply below the four-pound mark, eating up the morning's gains. The decline continued, with a drop of as much as 3.32%.
This attracted our great attention, and we entered the market at the price of 3.87 pounds to intervene in the pallet.
However, the other party came with a fierce force and digested all our large buying orders. It seems that the short selling attitude is very determined.
As of the morning's close, HSBC's stock price fell to 3.61 pounds, a drop of 13.13%, and Royal Fund shipments reached 630 million pounds.
This has caused panic among some institutions that are not determined. It is expected that a small amount of loose chips will pour out when the market opens in the afternoon. If the other party is determined to sell, and coerces the fleeing retail investors to smash the market together, we will be in big trouble, and the existing amount of funds cannot support it at all.
.”
"Yeah, I got it."
Richard Trier stretched out his furry wrist and checked the time. It was 11:42 a.m., less than two hours before the afternoon opening, so there should be enough time.
Under his gray eyebrows, a pair of dark gray eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and the cold light flashed away.
four days later
January 7, 1997
The world's richest man, Wang Yaocheng, will hold a wedding in his hometown in China. The news spread like wildfire, and it is not difficult for those who are interested to find out. Political and business tycoons from all over the world are proud to receive invitations and flock to compliment him.
According to reliable information;
The Queen's second son, Prince Hadrew, Duke of York, the Duke of Devonshire and a group of nobles will fly to China with European political and business celebrities on a Boeing 747 special plane arranged by the boss to attend this grand wedding. You can see the specifications.
Quite high.
As a tough opponent of the Royal Family Fund, how could Richard Trier not join in the fun.
He is ready to give the boss king a big gift;
Once again, a white knight was invited to enter the market, which completely extinguished the Royal Family Fund's dream of taking over HSBC in the London market, causing it to be defeated.
BlackRock Group has been competing with the Royal Family Fund for more than a year. The Eaton family and the Humphrey family have also consumed huge amounts of funds and have high positions. It is time to add new reinforcements and launch a fatal blow.
It's like the Waterloo War of 1815.
at critical moments
Blücher led the Prussian army to the battlefield, and the coalition forces broke the deadlock and began to counterattack, defeating Napoleon's legions across Europe in one fell swoop, achieving a decisive victory, establishing a century-old strategic pattern in Europe, and finally exiling the talented French Emperor Napoleon.
Richard Trier believes this will be the highlight of his career.
Not only did it maintain the traditional areas of advantage of BlackRock Group, but it also repelled the merger attempts of the world-famous Wang Group and fought a beautiful anti-merger battle. It is definitely a brilliant victory worthy of special mention.
To be honest, Richard Terrill hated that rampant yellow boy very much, and he would never let go of a chance to hit him on the head.
As for the benefits that Wang's consortium has taken away from the market, it is not worth mentioning. There is nothing damaged by the war, especially the financial war.
As long as you achieve the final victory, any price you pay will be worth it.
What's more, more losses come from small and medium-sized institutions and retail investors who follow suit, and BlackRock is the one who has the last laugh.
original plan;
On July 5, a sneak attack was launched to catch the opponent off guard and completely establish the victory. Unexpectedly, the opponent took action in advance.
Now, the white knight investment team from the United States on the other side of the ocean was supposed to be flying over the Atlantic Ocean with their checkbooks. At this time, they were unexpectedly attacked by those yellow-skinned boys.
With a feeling of humiliation and a trace of anger burning in his heart, Richard Terrill's face became even more grim.
"Sir, your call comes from Mr. Toler at the group headquarters."
The assistant handed the phone over, and Richard Trier felt bored, but he had to answer this important call.
Toler is one of the senior partners of BlackRock Group, chairman and president of the group, and the talker with the final decision-making power. Without his full support, he could not do all this.
The BlackRock Group does not have anyone's say. Instead, six senior partners make decisions together, and Toler, who controls the most equity, has the key veto power.
The HSBC merger battle took a long time and involved a very large amount of capital. The internal conflicts within BlackRock Group became increasingly acute, and a powerful opposition force was causing trouble.
"My good friend Richard Terrill, how are you doing in London? The cold winter there is not good for your knees. Have you ever thought of going back to Palm Beach for a vacation to relax yourself a little bit?"
"Thank you... Torel, let's get down to business."
"I have also heard about what happened in London. The royal family fund has once again started a war, which makes us deeply worried. Lawrence and Nowell have just called to express concern about this and think that we are on the wrong path.
Richard, I hope you can be more sensible. HSBC is not indispensable to BlackRock and we do not have more resources to support you.
Lawrence is right, we are just an investment management group, and our focus should not be on controlling a certain company, but on providing professional and efficient business management services.
So…”
The London branch of BlackRock Group has reported the changes in the London Exchange this morning. Richard Trier was extremely annoyed, but he could do nothing about it because the London branch was not his direct subordinate.
Listening to the euphemistic intention of the other party on the phone, Richard Trill interrupted rudely; "So you don't support me anymore, Torell, we are old friends for more than 30 years."
"Sorry, all I can do is delay you for another month, no more."
Richard Trier walked back and forth anxiously, holding the phone with some excitement and shouting: "We agreed before... Torrell must resolutely fight back against provocations, otherwise how can we maintain the huge BlackRock Group?"
structure, to maintain the prestige and interests of the group, I am not fighting for myself, Toler, you must firmly support me."
"No need to say these high-sounding words, Richard, let's be more clear-headed. Business is business. We have invested too much in HSBC, and we must stop it. Otherwise, you know the result."
"Will be kicked out of BlackRock."
The other end of the phone was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "Yes, Lawrence and Nowell have a large group of supporters. They have long been dissatisfied with your always tough approach. Doing so will cause heavy economic losses to the group.
This time...I can't protect you either."
"But we will win the final victory and keep the crown jewel of BlackRock Group. All the costs will be worth it."
"Wrong. We lost billions of dollars just to win the management of HSBC. The price is too high. Lawrence and Nowell are putting pressure on me. Director Smith is also on their side. We are doing stupid things."
When the merger and acquisition case is finally revealed, HSBC's stock price will inevitably return to a reasonable price-earnings ratio. Previously, book losses on stocks purchased to protect controlling rights were inevitable. This may be an inevitable price in a financial war!
For HSBC shares purchased when the stock price was high, it was definitely not cost-effective to pay dividends alone. This was also the main argument of the opposition within the group. From an economic point of view, it was a loss anyway.
Richard Terrill asked in a dry voice; "Are you on their side?"
"Unfortunately, business is business."
The veins in Richard Trier's hand holding the phone were exposed, and he seemed to be crushing the phone next to his ear. His voice was dry and firm, and he said: "Tell those sons of bitches that I will go back with victory and let them win."
Let them crawl down and lick my ass."
With a rude curse, Richard Terrill slammed the phone to the ground.
As a result, the Nokia phone rolled and slid far away without any damage, as if it didn't care about the old man's bad temper.
"Fuck you, this damn phone dares to laugh at me."
I don't know where the bad breath came from, Richard Trier stepped on it hard one after another. Under the ravage of the leather shoes, the Nokia phone tenaciously supported it, but it was not broken.
"Ding ring bell" the phone rang again.
Several assistants stood nearby and looked at each other, not knowing whether to pick up the phone and answer it, or rush forward with a hammer and smash it.
Well……
It's better to turn a blind eye.
Richard Trier was out of breath after a few strenuous exercises, and turned around and walked away with a huff. The Nokia phone lying on the marble floor was still ringing tenaciously.
"Dingling bell" "Dingling bell"...
Senior Business Assistant Hans had no choice but to pick up the phone and answer; "Hello! This is Hans, Business Assistant."
"What the heck, where is Richard Trier? Why didn't the other party notify me if they had big plans? You upstarts from New York who smell like rotten men, a bunch of damn scoundrels! Has the value of the Cleveland consortium already been used?
Squeezed dry? Get Richard on the phone, shameless old bastard."
Senior business assistant Hans looked at the empty door of the cafeteria and felt extremely embarrassed. The call came from Crewe Humphrey, the London-based spokesman for the Humphrey family of the Cleveland consortium.
Crewe Humphrey represents the common interests of the Eaton family and the Humphrey family. At the same time, he is also an old playboy in his 40s. His life is corrupt, his language is vulgar, and he is very disgusting.
Why does Crewe Humphrey, who was born into a wealthy family, speak so vulgarly?
African-American rap songs have been popular in North America since the 1980s and 1990s. Rhythmic hip-hop music has become popular and widely circulated.
The lyrics and music are full of crude slang and slang, African-American accents of ridicule and abuse, as well as guns, bloody violence, sex, drugs and other disgusting things. They are proud of being anti-traditional and anti-trend, and are considered very cool by the fashion industry.
The African-American rapper wears his hat crookedly, with a big gold chain hanging around his neck. He blasts powerful rhythm and blues lyrics like a machine gun from his mouth, and gestures with a pistol. He looks full of gangsterism and has an irresistible allure to teenagers.
block.
Hip-hop music has a huge influence and has influenced an entire generation of good young people in the United States.
Okay, let’s get down to business.
Hans suppressed the disgust in his heart and answered the phone. It was the duty of a business assistant to automatically block these dirty words.
No way.
The key is that the Humphrey family is rich!
"I'm sorry, Mr. Crewe. Mr. Richard Trier is temporarily unavailable to answer the phone. He is dealing with important official business from Munich. I will remind you at the appropriate time and ask him to call you. Please..."
"Ha...ha, you must be Hans, the white-skinned guy next to that old guy, idiot. I'll give you five seconds to take back what you just said and apologize to me.
"Sorry sir, I was wrong."
"I don't want to hear any explanation. The funds of the Cleveland Consortium are not endless. We are almost at the limit. Let that old bastard answer the phone right away. Right now. I have no more patience."
Hans felt that he had really had enough. Slave traders like Cleveland never knew how to respect people. Under the hands of Richard Terrill, a tough and grumpy old white man, his life was like a year.
As a business elite with a double degree in finance and management from Harvard University, I am living as anxiously as a rat in the sewer, and I have to endure the insults of these rich people. It is too much.
"Sorry, I can't do it."
"Watt, you white ass son of a bitch..."
Hans pressed the phone decisively, cutting off the other party's rude curse, his face turning blue with anger.
He had already decided;
Resign as soon as possible.
the other end of the phone
Crewe Humphrey put down the phone in surprise, still a little unbelievable.
"What's wrong...Crew, didn't Richard answer your call?"
"Fuck you, that damn white-skinned little errand boy Hans, you dare to hang up on me. I'm going to make him regret why he came to London, you son of a bitch."
"Wow, our Crewe is angry, let's find two beautiful football babes to vent your anger."
"Get the hell out of here!"
Crewe Humphrey pushed away the gangsters who were fooling around together, rushed out angrily, and yelled at the business assistant outside: "Are everyone dead? If not, come with me to the Hyde Garden Hotel. I want to go to the Hyde Garden Hotel today.
To kill someone."
After saying that, he strode towards the dazzling red flame-colored Lamborghini sports car parked in the yard, opened the door and got in.