Chapter 608 (1/2)
”Du ~ ~” A dull telephone ring rang through the quiet room. Mikhail rubbed his sour eyes and struggled to get up from the bed. He turned on the desk lamp, took the extension receiver at the head of his bed, sighed and asked, ”I'm Mikhail. Go ahead, please!”
”Boss, it's not good. There's a big problem with our testing work. They put the transaction into the real environment. We...”
”Waste, what's the matter with you? How much did you lose? ” Mikhail was worried as soon as he heard that. How could he be so careless? What if he was found by the New York Stock Exchange?
”Boss, at present, the book is floating at US $270 million, but what we are testing is the short strategy. Because of the sudden access of the program and the centralized trading, the Dow Jones index has fallen sharply by us, but if the index continues to rebound as soon as Monday opens, we may lose a lot of money!” Mikhail's men explained anxiously.
”To be honest with me, how much money is trapped in the stock market?” Mikhail asked patiently, suppressing his anger.
”About, five... Five billion dollars!” His hands answered with fear.
”How much?” Mikhail asked in an atmosphere.
”5.984.23 million...” the subordinate answered with shame.
”Immediately call all relevant personnel back to the company, and discuss a countermeasure for me...” Mikhail said and hung up heavily.
Mikhail got up from the bed, picked up his cell phone and called his housekeeper. Then he dressed up and took the elevator to the top floor of the apartment. A helicopter had been waiting here for a long time.
Mikhail ran a few steps and got into the helicopter. The plane took off and headed for the headquarters of Columbia bank in Manhattan.
Now it's a day off. The NYSE is in the stage of closing. There is still some time left for Mikhail, but how to minimize the loss is what Mikhail is concerned about. No matter who can not stand their own inexplicable loss of a large amount of money. Over the years, how much did the Gorky brothers pay to save this wealth? If they lost billions of dollars because of such a low-level mistake, Mikhail would never accept it.
Mikhail's helicopter flew in the night sky of New York. About 20 minutes later, it fell on the top of the Columbia bank building in Manhattan. When he got off the plane, the executive who had just called had been waiting for a long time in the cold wind on the top of the building.
”Is everyone here?” Mikhail asked as soon as he got off the plane.
”The person in charge of the high-frequency trading project has arrived. In addition, all traders in the securities investment department have been informed to cancel their leave and return to the company immediately!” The subordinate replied with a sad face.