Sandringham Palace?"

Arthur looked at the address of the dinner on the invitation, frowned slightly, and muttered.

Paul, the butler of the encyclopedia of British nobles, seemed to have guessed the young earl's doubts, and introduced with a smile: "According to tradition, His Majesty's family will spend Christmas at Sandringham Palace in Norfolk, east of England.

Other members of the royal family will also arrive here before Christmas Eve to celebrate the holiday with the Queen. Once everyone has arrived, the family will enjoy a traditional English Christmas dinner.

On the second day of Christmas, Boxing Day, the Queen walked to the church to worship according to tradition. The church they went to was St Mary's Magdaleni Church near Sandringham Palace, and the day's worship service lasted about 45 minutes.

In the evening, His Majesty will invite all members of the royal family and some nobles to a Christmas dinner, which is an honor!"

"Well, I'm also honored and flattered. Arthur put the invitation card back into the envelope with the royal insignia sealing wax, opened another envelope, took out the invitation card given to him by George Herbert, the eighth Earl of Carnarvan, and his wife, and after reading it, he put it back in the envelope and said with a smile: "Hehe, it seems that I am really not what I used to be!"

The butler Paul did not respond to his earl's self-deprecation, but looked at him with a smile on his face and a very pleased gaze, this is the reality, although it is said that the British aristocracy has declined, and the nobles themselves claim to be the middle class, but only they know that there is still an insurmountable gap between the commoners and the nobility.

The private banquet of the nobles is always a private gathering of members of the royal family, dignitaries and other high-class people. This is not only a symbol of identity and status, but also a manifestation of a noble and extraordinary temperament.

Arthur naturally didn't know what the butler Paul was thinking, he looked at the two invitations in his hand, and sincerely sighed that ancient saying of the Celestial Empire, the poor in the downtown no one asks, the rich have distant relatives in the mountains, and today's experience is definitely the best interpretation.

Sure enough, this society is so realistic, people's hearts are so complex, and they are all very materialistic, and everything is the supremacy of interests and money.

This is the case in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, if you have money, power and ability, there will be people who stutter, hold stinky feet, and try their best to get closer, just to get benefits and satisfy their vanity.

On the contrary, if you have nothing, no ability and no money, you will be looked down upon, you will hide far away, no one cares about it, and you will even laugh at it behind your back and become a 'pistachio' that everyone makes fun of, there is no way, this is the reality.

Arthur's own experience has verified another sentence, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi!

So, people and people, no one should look down on anyone, no matter how good a person is, there are shortcomings, no matter how rich a person is, there are also troubles, no matter how powerful a person is, there are weaknesses, and in a strong person, he will also fail.

The more people who look down on people, the more narrow-minded they are, people who have no ability, the real strong, will not be empty-eyed, but will put their posture flat and treat everyone with equal eyes, after all, feng shui takes turns, everything will change, no one can predict that in the future, there will be rain in the clouds in the sky...

"You can help me reply to the letter, I will answer the appointment on time!"

Arthur smiled as he handed Paul the two invitations in his hand, and took off the sound-isolating earmuffs that hung around his neck, ready to put them back on.

"Lord, the invitation letter from His Majesty the nv king, I need you to reply to it in person as a sign of respect. Paul, the butler, said with a serious expression.

"Well, I'll reply in person in a moment. "Although Arthur wants to complain, these invitations are not written by the king of NV himself, whether he asks to reply in person or not, it makes no difference at all, there is no way, who made him have no sense of belonging and awe for the so-called His Majesty or something, after all, Daqing died early!

As he spoke, Arthur took out two more bullets from his pocket, loaded them into his shotgun, and made a ten-point gesture of preparing to shoot, shouting, "Throw!"

"Bang-bang-"

"Smack-smack-"

At the same time as two short-spaced gunshots rang out, two white porcelain plates exploded into pieces in the air.

Arthur moved his shoulders, which were a little numb from the recoil of the butt, as he reloaded his ammunition, "No, you have to buy a few good shotguns and a flying saucer launcher, you can't keep people throwing dishes and playing around." ”

"Click-"

Closing the chamber, Arthur continued to shout, "Throw!"

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In the study, Arthur held a pen dipped in ink, and wrote a reply letter to His Majesty King NV on a customized Boleyn family card, to be honest, he really can't write in English, this is still after the housekeeper Paul wrote it again, he copied and practiced for more than an hour before he had the courage to write on the card.

It seems that he still has a lot to learn in order to be a good earl.

Buzz –

Arthur took the card that had been written, looked at the English letters he had written on it, raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, and when the wind was blowing in his mouth, hoping to let the ink dry quickly, the mobile phone that was placed aside rang.

Seeing that it was Smith Jama's phone number, Arthur pressed the speakerphone button directly, and as soon as the phone was connected, he heard Smith's voice say with some urgency: "Good afternoon, boss, the current London gold price has risen to $1045 per ounce, and the price of gold futures for December delivery on the New York Mercantile Exchange has risen to $1046.9 per ounce, successfully hitting a record high."

The previous record of New York gold futures was born on March 17, 2008, at $1033.90 per ounce, three consecutive trading days, international gold quotations have steadily climbed, a cumulative increase of five percent, tomorrow is Friday, I am worried that the profit plate will compete to sell over the weekend, there is half an hour to close, boss, I think, now is the time to ship, no one can guarantee the highest point of shipment, or first guarantee the fruits of victory!"

Arthur couldn't help frowning, shaking his mouse, clicking on the page of the gold trading market, looking at the curve trend and quotation above, he was also a little hesitant.

To be honest, he is a little annoyed with Smith Jama now, shaking the morale of the army, originally, he was going to ship tomorrow, but Smith Jama's analysis is also very reasonable.

Wealth is moving!

Once the heart is moved, it will be more and more difficult to gain and lose, Arthur's expression changed, and he fell into a tangle, and at this time, Smith Jama on the other end of the phone seemed to guess his boss's entanglement, broke the silence, and continued to admonish: "Boss, otherwise, we will ship half of the goods first, and the other half tomorrow, and ship in batches, so that no matter how up or down tomorrow, you will not step short."

It's been up for three days in a row, and after coming back this weekend, it will inevitably enter a short shock adjustment, and then, we can buy it again, boss, as long as the big market is in, the money is inexhaustible. ”

Smith Jama was really a little anxious sitting in his office on Financial Street in London, and he said that these were all words of experience, and they were all genuinely for the sake of the young boss.

Of course, there is also a little selfishness of his, that is, he hopes that Arthur, the boss who pulled him up from hell, can really be invincible, only in this way can he better work for the boss to make money, and he will not lose his job again because of the boss's lack of strength.

In fact, Smith Jama also knows that his young boss's wealth is lacking, in his eyes, the young boss is desperate to buy gold, not in investment, but in the fight for his life, fortunately, God willing, gold has really risen sharply.

However, fighting for one's life is not a long-term solution after all, and God will not always be on the boss's side, he wants to guide the boss to the road of investment, rather than fighting stupidly, gambling speculation that is addicted to death.

"Okay, then let's go out first, and I can sleep peacefully tonight!"

Arthur finally decided to choose to listen to the advice of professionals, and to say that it is impossible to smash all his net worth into it without a little psychological pressure, even if he has the foresight, there is no way, the more he cares, the more he suffers from gains and losses.

"I'll ship now!" After receiving the order, Smith Jama immediately began to operate, after all, it is impossible to smash out a large order of 500 million at once, which will only smash the price down, but it will not maximize the benefits, grasp the good time, and go out one by one.

Arthur listened to the sound of tapping on the keyboard on the phone, and he had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

500 million dollars, earn more than 100 million dollars in profits, you can really be content!

Arthur's eyes were glued to the London gold trends and quotations on the computer monitor in front of him, as well as the time that kept beating forward in the corner of the monitor, and he didn't want to ship, but now he felt that time was passing too quickly.

"The last two orders... The price has moved BO and I need to lower the price. ”

"You decide, I believe you!" Arthur said immediately when he heard Smith Jama's anxious voice on his phone.

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"Whew-"

There was a deep breath on the phone, Arthur couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, at this time, Smith Jama's voice rang, "Boss, complete the task, ship half of the goods, and make a profit of 118,965,213.14 US dollars, after deducting the transaction fee and borrowing interest, boss, congratulations, you are already a veritable billionaire!"

118,965,213.14 ...

"Whew-"

At this time, Arthur's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, although he had already accepted his theoretical status as a billionaire, but when this money really fell into his pocket, really, really became a wealth that he could use at will, he was still excited, excited, and unbearable.

"Thank you, Smith, I need to be quiet now, and I'll call you later... ”

As he spoke, Arthur hung up the phone directly, his face was ruddy, his eyes were a little distracted, he looked at himself with sweat, his hands were trembling, and he whispered: "I'm really a billionaire... ”