Super Island Tycoon-Chapter 756 - 755 Nervous
Soros, when preparing this poison, never imagined it would result in such a failure.
To lose to Jiang Cheng, someone who had never engaged in futures trading, truth be told, Soros felt very unwilling.
Yet the reality was so harsh, and Soros had no choice but to face it.
Soros gripped the poison tightly, staring at it for a long time until he seemingly came to a realization, and abruptly threw the pill into his mouth.
As the poison entered Soros's mouth, his body immediately began to convulse; it was the poison taking effect, taking his life in those few seconds, Soros's eyes filled with deep regret. He regretted opposing Jiang Cheng.
If he hadn't stepped up to challenge Jiang Cheng back then, none of this would have happened.
But it's too late for regret now; those who cross Jiang Cheng typically meet a miserable end, and Soros's fate was already considered quite fortunate.
A few seconds later, Soros slowly fell backward, eventually lying still on the ground.
Some time later, a staff member from Quantum Fund walked into Soros's office.
This time, he came to report to Soros about the specific losses they incurred.
They had essentially lost everything, all the money invested was gone clean, not even a penny recovered.
However, when he saw the scene in the office, he realized that his boss might never know this news.
The employee wasn't too surprised upon seeing Soros lying on the ground; rather, he looked as if he had expected this outcome.
Having worked in the industry for a long time, he was familiar with its undercurrents.
He'd known for a while what Soros's end would be but hadn't expected Soros to act so decisively, without giving capitalists any chance to make things difficult.
This worker at last could only walk to Soros's body and silently helped close his eyelids.
Soros, this legend of the financial world, died just like that in his own office.
His days of storming through the financial markets ended completely like this.
His death represented the end of an era, and the tales of his past slowly faded with his death.
The news of Soros's death caused no great stir in the financial circles; everyone seemed to forget this legend, tacitly keeping silent about it.
Because losers are not worth their concern; they only focus on those who succeed consistently.
The financial industry is indeed that harsh, one failure can lead to complete ruin.
Speaking of the successful, Jiang Cheng must be mentioned; he was the one who laughed last.
This time, Jiang Cheng truly hit the jackpot, and soon he would reap the funds Soros had invested.
Soros's money, combined with his allies' contributions, totaled $30 billion to go long on platinum futures.
Now this huge fund of $30 billion all belongs to Jiang Cheng, the victor.
As long as Oliver and the others complete the finalizing work, they can enjoy the significant earnings.
Currently, Oliver is leading his team, relentlessly harvesting the fruits of Jiang Cheng's victory.
In an office building in London Financial City, Oliver is busy with the finalizing work.
"Laine, make the final work as flawless as possible, we must not get careless at this moment. We have to swallow all the fruits of victory."
Oliver stood behind Laine, watching him continuously operate the computer. Finalizing the work wasn't easy either; though they had won, the money wasn't yet safely in their pockets.
They were holding a large number of platinum short positions; converting them into actual US dollars was a sophisticated task.
If the short positions were not managed properly during the final stage, it could lead to a loss of some profits.
This kind of liquidation also challenged skills, requiring careful, gradual selling to avoid causing a market rebound.
"Just let it pass, Oliver!
The money is about to be in our pockets, how could I make a mistake at this time?"
Now, harvesting the fruits of victory is incredibly simple for me; I could do it perfectly even with my eyes closed.
Sitting in front of the computer, Caine meticulously said to Oliver behind him.
As he spoke to Oliver, he continued typing rapidly on the keyboard.
Caine's hands moved like blurs over the keyboard, making it hard for others to see his actions clearly.
Despite his high speed, which seemed chaotic, there was not a single mistake in his operations, perfectly robotic.
Caine truly lived up to his nickname, "the god of keyboards," with formidable practical skill.
Oliver, hearing Caine's confident words, didn't refute him.
He was well aware of the young man's prowess in front of him; this kind of simple finalizing work was unlikely to err, but he cared too much about the final result.
Oliver was just waiting for the last bit of finalizing work to be done, waiting for this futures trading war to conclude completely.
As the leader responsible for the entire team, he was indeed the most nervous during this futures war.
Since Jiang Cheng appointed him as the commander of this operation, he had to answer for the funds Jiang Cheng had put forth.
Now the moment to declare victory was approaching; Oliver's nervousness was justified.
After two days of finalizing work, Caine finally completed the last transaction operation and announced the final result to everyone.
"OK! All our short positions have been liquidated without losing a single point of profit.
This time, our final earnings are $30 billion, fully consuming all the funds the opposition invested."
Listening to Laine, Oliver finally showed a relaxed expression.
All the money had now fallen into their pockets; he was no longer afraid of any unexpected events.
After four months of tense and thrilling futures battles, they achieved comprehensive victory.
He immediately picked up the phone, dialing Jiang Cheng's number to inform his boss of the good news.
"President Jiang! All the finalizing work is complete, with total earnings of $30 billion.
We are now proceeding with the fund transfer; the funds will soon arrive in the Cosmic Umbrella Group's account."
Oliver's voice was filled with undeniable pride, as he sounded like he was seeking credit.
