Darkstone Code-Chapter 744 - 0742 I not only know how to earn

After saying goodbye, Lynch got up, turned around, and left. He didn’t seem to care at all about the gun hidden under Richard’s clothes, not even giving him or it a shred of respect.

Watching Lynch’s departing figure, Richard touched the gun under his clothes, but ultimately did nothing.

He didn’t know if what Lynch said was true or false, whether there really were two guns pointed at his head outside; he didn’t dare to gamble.

If it were true, even if he revealed his weapon or just made a move, he could be shot dead.

If he died, the people here wouldn’t cause trouble for Lynch.

Because Lynch is a noble, and he is just a foreigner. Showing a weapon to a noble is challenging this country’s order, and he understands that very well. By that time, he would have died in vain, and no one would help him.

Lynch walked farther and farther, and it wasn’t until he left the café that Richard let out a heavy sigh.

As Lynch said, he made the wrong move... no, many wrong moves, and there was no way to turn back.

At this point, he no longer deluded himself about how long he could hold on, but rather thought about how to escape from Gafura.

If Yuanrong Capital fell, those nobles behind him, and other nobles, would want to tear him apart. He had no way out but death.

Sitting in the café for about seven or eight minutes, he left two pieces of money before getting up to leave. Since he had made up his mind, he had to act immediately!

The most important thing is to cash out the stocks in hand, even if it means losing some money, it is crucial to cash out and leave quickly.

At this moment, Richard didn’t consider anyone else, including his subordinates and partners. He convinced himself with "Lynch’s target is myself" — if he didn’t leave, he would be doomed, but the others wouldn’t be in trouble.

Lynch would disdain confronting people of his level. They could stay safe; he could not.

To cash out, the best place is the stock market.

If he cashed out through other means, like transferring shares, first, the cycle would be too long, from finding someone who could take over such a large amount of stocks to finally signing a contract, it would take at least two weeks.

With those two weeks, everything might already be over, so he couldn’t wait and had to act quickly.

Secondly, transferring company shares requires issuing a statement. As a significant founder reducing or even completely clearing his own stocks, it not only requires a statement but also a suspension.

This involves Gafura’s financial order, which must be adhered to.

If everyone knew he planned to run, would he really have a chance to escape?

With these two factors controlling him, he couldn’t possibly escape; he could only keep selling off shares in the stock market in small amounts to gain some chances.

Actually, this method also violates Gafura’s laws, but as long as he doesn’t say anything and the trader keeps quiet, who would know the story?

Once he cashed out enough, regardless of how much, he should have already left Gafura by then.

He admitted that he lost this battle, but he believed he still had a chance!

Time waits for no one!

Fortunately, he chose a place right across from the Royal Exchange. Richard walked out of the café, crossed the street, and there was the exchange. Yuanrong Capital had a company seat inside the Royal Exchange.

Most companies have similar mechanisms, either owning a trading seat themselves or signing agreements with some brokerage firms, whose seats will fully assist those large companies in trading when needed.

Doing so first is to facilitate the company’s response to market changes, for instance, if someone maliciously acquires their company’s stocks, without a trading seat, it would be hard to initiate various countermeasures, such as competitive acquisitions to raise prices, making the malicious acquirer’s fund insufficient to acquire a large number of stocks.

Secondly, it’s also for facilitating the company’s external shipments and subsequent issuance work.

To highlight Yuanrong Capital’s strength, Richard directly spent a considerable amount to buy a trading seat.

As for the priority trading seats, those seats are mostly in the hands of nobles and a few companies, not something that can be bought with money.

"Boss..."

The trader working on private deals at the trading seat immediately greeted Richard when he saw him and simultaneously dealt with the private goods in his hand.

If you have a trading seat and don’t operate, it’s really a loss, so when Richard hired this trader, he allowed him to take private deals, splitting the profits with the company.

The trader had no objections. Without even considering the possibility of an individual buying a trading seat, just the profit a trading seat generates in one trading day is already astounding.

According to Gafura’s minimum trading fee of one percent, every million in transactions flowing through his hands generates a ten thousand fee.

Of this ten thousand-dollar fee, five thousand belongs to the exchange, and the other five thousand goes to the trading seat.

It doesn’t seem like a lot, but what if almost every day the transaction volume can reach hundreds of thousands to a million, or even more?

Whether in Gafura or the Federation, the people or companies participating in financial games far exceed the number of trading seats, and trades happen every moment, which also implies that brokers almost never have idle moments.

During some major market trends, sometimes the daily trading volume of an ordinary seat can exceed three to five million, with daily net profits exceeding tens of thousands!

These profits are then split with the company, generating a lot of money, a whole lot!

Richard glanced at the bulletin board in the trading hall on the second floor, then bent down and lowered his voice, "I plan to cash out..."

The trader nonchalantly nodded; he was just an employed trader, bound by various agreements. He wouldn’t demand the employer to do anything, only comply.

Moreover, the act of cashing out by listed company owners is very common in Gafura, often meaning they’ve run out of cash, "How much do you want to cash out?"

The trader spoke while checking Richard’s stock account, "Your account currently has... fifteen million shares."

Converting to market value, it’s just over a hundred million. The trader’s eyes showed no major fluctuations; the amount of money he’s seen and handled far exceeds this figure.

If there’s anyone in the world who could treat money as ordinary numbers without much temptation, it might just be traders; after all, no matter what they do, these funds would never be theirs.

Some of them might even carelessly mess up these numbers and decimal points!

"Listen, I’m in some trouble now. I want to cash out all these shares through the stock market."

"I know it’s not quite by the rules, but I have my difficulties. Can you help me?"

Richard looked at the trader. The two stared at each other for a moment. The trader subtly nodded, "I want twenty percent."

Private deals are private deals, business is business. According to the agreement he signed with Richard, for business matters, he has an eight percent commission, regardless of the results; this amount was guaranteed.

Richard’s request was unreasonable, and even illegal. If the trader complied, he would bear some consequent responsibilities, so he asked for more.

Richard barely hesitated, "Alright, I’m counting on you."

He didn’t leave and stayed beside him, also to prevent the trader from possibly doing other small tricks.

The stock market had been open for some time, and trading was still stable. The trader occasionally conducted trades either on-site or via phone; the entire financial market remained quite optimistic about Yuanrong Capital’s future.

The main reason for all this was Richard’s move with the physical jewelry stores, creating a reliable illusion for everyone.

They believed the gold and even jewels in the jewelry stores came from Yuanrong Capital’s mining areas worldwide; they thought it was all their own goods, with traveling costs and cheap local labor being the only expenses, Yuanrong Capital could sell "stones" at gold and gemstone prices!

As long as those jewelry stores didn’t fall, people wouldn’t suspect Yuanrong Capital, but how would they know if the gold and jewels in those stores truly came from the company’s mining areas?

People didn’t know, just subconsciously thought so and then deceived themselves!

The selling rate of Yuanrong Capital skyrocketed, naturally causing a downward change in prices, and the massive trading volume caught the attention of other exchanges and traders.

Strangely, such a large sell-off has not been announced yet, nor any insider information, which doesn’t match Gafura’s financial circle norms.

Just at this turn, Yuanrong Capital, which had just dropped below seven dollars but was still stable, suddenly plunged to six dollars and continued to fall.

Richard’s understanding of the stock market was only as deep as a regular retail investor, so he was a bit bewildered. Stocks that were just normally priced suddenly fell so low.

"What’s happening?", he asked.

The trader’s expression was somewhat solemn. He was on the phone while writing with a pen on paper, "There’s a large order suppressing the market..."

A vague sense of unease grew in Richard’s heart. He clenched his fists, wanting to say something, but waited until the trader finished his call before asking, "What do you mean?"

The trader pointed to the distant bulletin board in the trading hall and said, "Someone just placed large sell orders at multiple price levels, quickly pushing the stock price down, and those sell orders haven’t ended yet..."

He didn’t finish his words; the stock price had already fallen below four dollars, and these things happened in less than fifteen minutes.

"How... could this happen?", looking at the stock priced only at five dollars and ninety-nine cents, Richard suddenly realized that Lynch might have already acted.

"Quick, regardless of the price, sell as much of my stock as possible!", he became a bit anxious.

The trader glanced at Richard but silently adhered to his request. After all, his share wouldn’t be less. Why bother being the villain?

It’s just that the rate of the decline far exceeded Richard and his trader’s expectations. Five minutes later, it was already nearing five dollars and sixty cents.

It simply didn’t give people time to react!