It is said that there is a saying in the office of the Department of Economics at the University of Chicago: Studying economics does not guarantee that you will not lose your job, but when you stand in the line for unemployment benefits one day, the economics you study will let you know why you are standing there.

Unemployment, especially in midlife, can be a fatal blow to both a person and a family. In addition to money, there is also that sense of despair that "I am never needed again" is suffocating.

After Sid hung up the invitation call from the headhunter, it took about another ten minutes before he gradually regained his composure. The loud roar just now swept away the sense of despair that had accumulated in his heart.

"Black Panther, Black Panther......", Sid muttered a few words, picked up the phone on the table, flipped out a number from the address book and dialed it.

"Hi Aven, it's me, Sid, do you have time for the night?

Despite the generous offer of round-trip airfare and five-star hotel accommodation by his new employer from the East, Sid is a cautious man who wants to have more information.

Evan is a reporter for The Wall Street Journal and a friend he has known for many years. If you're looking for some news on Wall Street, look no further than him.

There are many different types of bars in New York, and the style of bars frequented by different circles is also very different. Sid's favorite is TheCampbellApartment, which is tucked away under Grand Central Station. Yes, you heard it right, although it is called "Apartment", it is actually a bar.

The Campbell Apartment is one of the oldest bars in New York, and every time Sid goes for a drink, he'll hear the nagging bartenders tell the customers about the bar's history.

When John Campbell leased the 330-square-meter space from the builders of Central Station in 1923, he asked someone to design it in the style of a 13th-century Florentine palace and lay the floor with a complete Persian carpet that is said to have cost nearly $300,000 at the time, equivalent to $3.5 million today.

After the death of John Campbell in 1957, it became the signal room of Grand Central Terminal, later used as a place for police officers to store firearms, and even a small prison for a time.

In 1999, the ill-fated Campbell Apartment was renovated and restored to its former splendor to become the secret tavern it is today.

When you walk into this bar, the dim lighting and echoing walls, the shabby sofas and the yellowed and peeling walls all prove its rich sense of history.

When Sid arrives at Campbell's apartment in the car, Evan is accosting a blonde beauty with a wine glass.

Seeing Sid walk in, Evan shouted and said, "Hi, Sid, I'm here!"

Sid walked over to the bar, he found a seat next to Aven, said "Old ways!" to the bartender, and then turned to talk to his old friend.

Sid squeezed Evan with his shoulder, and with a tacit expression, he whispered, "I seem to have delayed your good deeds!"

"I just came a few minutes before you and haven't scored yet!" Evan didn't mind Sid's presence, shrugged his shoulders and responded in a pretended dash.

Sid watched the bartender make wine with dashing gestures while chatting with Aven. When the bartender handed Sid the cocktail, he decided not to beat around the bush again.

Sid took a sip of the wine, and his throat was filled with a fiery thrill, this cocktail made with chilled vodka-based was pure, and the heat flowed through his body.

He paused and said straight to the point: "I received an interview invitation from Hong Kong Island, the other party provides round-trip air tickets and five-star hotel accommodation, I want to ask you for some news before I go!"

"Hong Kong Island?Interview?"

Evan was a little surprised, he knew that Sid was trying to do everything he could to get back to work, but he didn't expect it to be so far away from Hong Kong Island.

"Have you heard of the Black Panther Fund?

After Sid received a call from a headhunter, he searched the Internet for several old news stories about Black Panthers on Wall Street, including Avan's report.

"Black Panther, Black Panther!"

With words in his mouth, Evan picked up the glass in his hand and took a big sip with his head up. His mind spun around and he thought of the report he had written last year.

"Brother, you have won the jackpot this time, this company is not small!"

"I know, I've read the report you wrote, so I want to talk to you in person!"

Sid wasn't interested in the news that was publicly reported, and what he wanted to know most was the news that Evan had that didn't end up being reported.

"Speaking of Black Panthers, you've got the right person, I followed and reported on this private equity firm when Lehman went bankrupt last year!"

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"The boss behind it is very young, beyond your imagination!"

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"He has a keen understanding of the market!"

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Sid patiently listened to Aven from the beginning, and after a few glasses of spirits, Aven spoke a little staccaly, but Sid still heard some of the information he wanted.

"The boss of the Black Panther is a person who can successfully predict the market!" he gave Ding Le, whom he had never met, a very high evaluation in his heart.

In Sid's view, even for industry insiders like him, the capital market is difficult and unpredictable, because investors in the market are not face-to-face, and what people are thinking and doing cannot be seen directly.

Some say that the market is the sum total of all available information and traders' actions, but he argues that its extension is much broader than that, and all these elements combine in various ways, interact with each other, and form a mysterious and violent market force.

On Wall Street, you can find the most adventurous professionals, private equity managers, hedge fund managers and venture capitalists, but who can claim to be able to win in such a market?

The Black Panther Fund was able to predict twice and successfully shorted, which is an unattainable ability to understand the market.

In the United States, hedge fund managers are often referred to as "hedgehogs", which may be just a play on words, as hedge fund Hedgefund is similar to Hedgehog. All this time, the public mistakenly believed that all the operations of the "hedgehog" were more or less the same, but this was not the case.

Sid previously worked at a hedge fund that traded copper metals, and according to his understanding, the Panther was a raider in the stock market, and there was not much overlap between the two investment fields.

"Why did you invite me to an interview?"

Through the introduction of his good friend Aven, Sid has some information, but at the same time, he has new questions. I'm afraid that the answers to these questions will only be known during the interview.

"Even if it doesn't work out, let's take it as a vacation!"

Sid finally consoled himself by saying that he couldn't wait to get on the plane to the East, and he didn't want to face the hopelessness of not being needed again.