Age Fubao: Be a group pet in the cannon fodder home

Chapter 981 Scapegoat

NY stock exchange.

Wilson and Qiu He walked in through the door.

Traders are like worker bees in a hive, working diligently and tirelessly.

Everyone's eyes are fixed on the screen in front of them, with a phone in one hand and a pen and paper in the other.

He was talking hoarsely to the other side.

Sometimes it even needs a loud enough voice to stand out from the crowd and show enough persuasiveness.

The manager knew that he was receiving a big customer today, so he introduced it with a smile.

"Our staff is the most professional in the country, each of them is equipped with a personal computer, and the NYSE computer system on it can process transactions at the fastest speed, which is much faster than the previous manual statistics."

"DOT (Order Transformation System) will complete the customer's needs in the first time. Speed ​​and professionalism are the qualities of every employee."

Wilson bit his cigar, his eyes fell on Qiu He.

"How about it?"

Qiu He looked at the hysterical faces illuminated by the screen.

Personal computers are no strangers to him, and there are several specially imported ones in the laboratory.

Compared with the brains of ordinary people, the calculation speed of a computer is naturally much faster, and of course the price is much more expensive in comparison, and it needs to be approved together with a lot of equipment before it can be purchased.

The New York Stock Exchange is really rich and powerful, and it has equipped all [-] employees with computers.

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Wilson took away the cigar and said to the manager, "Find the best trader here."

The manager smiled and said, "No problem, Mr. Wilson, our chief trader is always on call."

"I'm sure you'll be happy with him, he's great with numbers, he's made a lot of money for our clients, and he's very well regarded."

"No." Qiu He stopped, "Find the most obedient one."

The manager was surprised. The biggest characteristic of a trader is his rich experience and ability to perceive opportunities from the ever-changing stock market.

Whether it is a crisis or a profit opportunity, you can quickly make operations to survive or seek money in danger.

Most of the customers are not proficient in finance, they are just dissatisfied with the interest rate of the bank, and want to use the money in their hands to give birth faster.

The manager reminded with a smile: "Our traders all have their own financial thinking, so they are likely to make their own choices at critical moments."

"Then don't be a trader, change to a trader."

The manager was even more surprised. Only traders who perform well usually have the opportunity to become traders.

This oriental face brought by Mr. Wilson actually did the opposite.

People can't help but wonder if he understands what's in it?
The manager could only look at Wilson asking for instructions.

Wilson didn't care at all, and said concisely: "Listen to him!"

The manager understood now, "Okay, I'll look for it."

The man's eyes passed through a group of busy staff, and landed on the last two rows.

There is the position of the intern.

Their distinctive feature is that they have nothing to do and can only look at their seniors with envious eyes.

I pray that one day I will be able to climb up row by row until I become the first person.

Get drooling commissions.

Seeing the manager's gaze sweeping over, everyone held their heads high and put on a reliable look.

Unaware of the manager's desire to find a scapegoat.

Mr. Wilson has a notorious reputation, and this time he found this young man who is said to be from China, and this person dared to only find traders to trade.

Hehe, it is said that China's securities market issued its first stock only a few years ago.

Compared with their budding stock market at the end of the eighteenth century, it is like a child babbling.

It is conceivable that this time Mr. Wilson will pay the price for his credulity.

At that time, in addition to venting the anger on this young man, the trader may also suffer.

The manager made up his mind to pick a trader who looked like he had no future.

After patrolling for a while, the manager walked to the last row in front of the freckled man and knocked on his desk.

"Roger, come with me."

(End of this chapter)