A few decades ago, the American meteorologist Edward Lorenz proposed a shocking butterfly effect.

"A butterfly in the Amazon rainforest of South America, with an occasional flap of its wings, can cause a tornado in Texas, USA, two weeks later. ”

Today, more than 50 employees of God's Hand Fund Company have a deep understanding of what the butterfly effect is.

A student who failed the high school entrance examination became the president of the company, and then bombarded the fund manager, driving out three senior fund managers in one fell swoop.

Fund manager, this is not some kind of cabbage or bok choy or something.

Besides, now the price of Chinese cabbage has also risen.

A fund manager has a lot of money in his hands, and his energy can be great.

Let's just say that recently, JD.com's Dongge went to the United States to meet with a female student in Minnesota, some fund managers in the United States were unhappy, and JD.com's stock price fell 6% the next day, falling by 2.7 billion US dollars, or about 18.7 billion yuan, and Dongge also lost billions, the key is that the matter is not over yet, and it is still falling, which is terrifying.

The fund manager who hides behind the scenes is the iron hand that controls the life and death of many people.

In order to show respect and awe for the fund manager, even the unknown Internet writer Wu Shi Haiming did not dare to write the word iron hand as a black hand. Haha, does he dare?!

This absurd and absurd scene was really staged in the Hand of God Fund Company.

Even if the most well-known directors Zhang Yimou and Wang Jing are invited to direct, I am afraid it will not be so absurd and exciting. Wang Jing can only beg to let go, and the peach died on the pretext that I still have a lot of large-scale feelings and colors to shoot.

Goldfinger held the microphone in his hand and spoke wildly, and his spirit was vivid.

But the baby's heart is bitter.

The three fund managers are all rolling, and no one has taken over the president, is the baby's life so bitter, Goldfinger finally realized what it means to catch ducks on the shelves.

But now that the rope has been put on, the golden finger is pulling out the cold.

And more troublesome things are still waiting for Goldfinger. After the general meeting, Goldfinger, accompanied by Director Liu Li of the Administration Department, entered a spacious and luxurious president's office, and he sat on the boss's chair with a little joy, wanting to try whether his hips were suitable for the size of the boss's chair.

A beautiful woman from the customer service department broke in: "Excuse me, Mr. Jin, I am Su Zuiyu from the customer service department, the customers of the No. 8 fund have come, there are five or six, they all said that they want to redeem their shares, and they want the company to compensate half of the loss according to the agreement." ”

"What's the situation, such a small matter also came to me," Goldfinger didn't even understand what the share was, but he couldn't say that he didn't understand anything, so he was a little annoyed, "Your customer service department just looks at it." ”

"This must be handled by Mr. Jin............ Su Zuiyu patiently explained the situation to Goldfinger in detail, and finally emphasized, "If this batch of customers redeems, we will lose tens of millions, and the No. 8 fund may have to be liquidated, and after the allocation of funds is returned, we may lose all, and the loss on the surface may be 200 million." ”

"Woe to you, woe to you! Heroes, there are six fierce gods outside, claiming that Fund No. 8 is a big loss, and the company wants to compensate," Goldfinger heard that his heart was on fire, gritted his teeth and was furious, thinking that he had done this president unclearly, and before his ass was hot, the volcano erupted, which was really unreasonable, and got up and yelled outside, and went straight to the fund department, the research department, and the decision-making department with angry eyebrows, "You are waiting for the good things you have done, and you don't deal with it quickly?"

Everyone was speechless, despised Goldfinger, didn't look at any occasion, and spoke vulgarly, and Sven was ruined by this monkey all his life.

"Mr. Jin, the stock market has been falling all the way since it peaked at 3,587 points on January 29, do you know how many trillions of funds have been lost?" ”

"Yes, it's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, we're just a small private equity fund," Wang Liang from the investment decision-making department also shook his head and sighed, "We are not immortals, we can call the wind and rain." ”

"The No. 8 fund is full of new shares and new stocks, and it has fallen heavily, and it is unrealistic to rise by 15% in the short term," Ye Liteng of the risk control department also shook his head, "Unless a miracle happens, cut the position and exchange shares, and come to a limit。。。。。。! ”

"Then cut the position first, and then change the shares," Goldfinger didn't understand what everyone was talking about at all, but it didn't matter, and finally heard the two keywords, and immediately waved his hand and yelled at the No. 8 fund manager, "Cut the position immediately, otherwise you will get rid of the six fierce gods." ”

Wang Yong has been a fund manager for many years, and it is the first time he has heard such ridiculous words, but the people in the decision-making department and the risk control department are silent, obviously, he has been used as a scapegoat, and no one even signed the sell order.

"Wait, let me pray first," Goldfinger shouted, and then, in a moment of surprise, Goldfinger knelt down against the electronic display on the left wall, looking solemn,

"Big rat big mouse, no food for me! Three-year-old girl, don't care about me. The deceased woman is out of the game. Out of the game, out of the game, get what I do.

Three-year-old girl, Mo I Kende. Liquidation and stock exchange, suitable for the country. Swap shares for shares, make me straight?"

What kind of prayer is this?

Comparing the stock market to a rat?

The research department, the decision-making department, and the risk control department are all thoughtful, and it is not too appropriate to describe the stock market as a rat. Just praying to the rats, is it useful?

"Cut!" Goldfinger stood up and waved vigorously.

Suddenly, a piece of flesh and blood flew everywhere.

At that time, the stock market had just opened, Wang Yong personally went into battle, and at the time of the call bidding, he chopped and slashed, cut and killed, and left no one, hundreds of stock corpses were all over the field, and the stock market was also full of green, and it was weak again.

"Come, pray to me again," Goldfinger knelt again,

"Big rat big mouse, no food for me! Three-year-old girl, don't care about me. The deceased woman is out of the game. Out of the game, out of the game, I'm ......"

It's just that when Goldfinger got up, he found that most of them were indifferent, standing still, and couldn't help but be angry: "Whoever doesn't pray, who will deal with those six fierce gods!" Pray to me ten times at once. ”

"Big rat big mouse, no food for me! Three-year-old girl, don't care about me. The deceased woman is out of the game. Out of the game, out of the game, I'm ......" Everyone prayed loudly, lest they catch the mad dog Goldfinger.

As a result, there was a strange phenomenon on the 68th floor of CITIC, the Hand of God Private Equity Company, which has been quiet and low-key, suddenly heard a sky-shaking sound:

"Big rat big mouse, no food for me ......"