What would the consequences be if I intervened?
Many people would have such thoughts when they encountered a problem. What would happen if I did it?
Then they would choose to give up. They might eventually regret it at some point in the future. Of course, they might not regret it because they had chosen the right direction.
Lynch's words made Mr. Patu fall into deep thought. What would happen if there was such a high-purity, high-reserve open-pit silver mine at this time?
It took him a few seconds to realize that the price of silver would be an avalanche. As long as the mining was convenient, it would be easy to extract enough silver to impact the market.
A tacit understanding was needed when raising the price. If you don't sell, I won't sell. Neither of us will sell. We'll just sit and wait for the price to slowly increase.
But when the market collapsed, there was no need for tacit understanding because people would have no time to think in the face of disaster. Their instincts would drive them to leave the disaster as quickly as possible.
An avalanche would form. A new round of silver would plummet, hundreds of millions of futures accounts would be breached, and billions of cash would evaporate...
At the thought of this, Mr. Patu became a little nervous. He clenched his fists and slowly loosened them.
"You definitely won't like that situation. You'll become the person everyone wants to kill. They won't stop just because you've done something."
"They'll keep doing it until the moment you die."
"Don't take risks, Lynch. I know you like to take risks, but my advice is to not have any ideas about silver."
"These people who play futures and mines are different from the people you used to see who wear formal suits and go to high-end social venues."
He didn't specifically say what was different, but Lynch could think of a lot of things, such as...
Some of the problems in the mines, the slaves, and the cruel exploitation and oppression.
These people, mine owners, big capitalists, were all bloody characters. They were different from the people on Buen's financial street.
Although the latter also played with wealth, their hands were clean after all. At least their hands were not so bloody, nor were there so many ghosts haunting them.
But these people were not afraid of killing. Their mine protection team was nominally a mine protection team, but in fact, it was their private armed force, their killers. It was a terrifying force.
The price of silver was getting higher and higher, and more and more people were getting involved. If someone wanted to do something to silver, they would have to face the big shots in the industry.
"I understand. Don't worry, I won't do that. I'm just curious."
After chatting for a while, Lynch picked up the phone again and called Lyme. "Give me the precious metal futures chart for the past five years. I need detailed data as soon as possible."
Lyme seemed a little surprised. "Now, Mr. Lynch?"
"Immediately!"
More than an hour later, Lyme came to Lynch's house with his walking stick. His entourage brought several bundles of materials, which were all moved into Lynch's study.
"Do you know the current price of silver?"
Lynch casually flipped through the basic materials. Lyme organized them carefully.
Every type of precious metal was stored separately. This way, Lin Qi could find any type of data he needed directly from one of the packets.
It was difficult for Lem to sit down. His broken leg made his posture unsightly.
"I'm sorry, the doctor said there's no way to recover it."
He apologized for his ugly posture. Lynch smiled and skipped the topic.
After he was done, he picked up his handkerchief and wiped the fine sweat on his face. He then said, "The price of silver is more than half of the price of gold. The market is optimistic about the future trend of silver's price. They think it might reach the level of gold."
"What's the reason?"
Lynch unwrapped a cigarette and handed it over.
Lyme thanked him and took the cigarette. He picked up a lighter and lit it. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. "It's because of some geological disasters.
Since the second half of the year before last, there have been some earthquakes everywhere. Some mines have collapsed because of the earthquakes.
The biggest silver mining area was also affected by the earthquake. Now, the world's annual silver production is less than one-third of the previous year.
You know, three years ago, the price of silver was only 1.33 dollars per ounce.
"Now, the price of silver in the futures market has risen to 17 yuan per ounce, while the price of gold is less than 40 yuan. Some futures exchanges have quoted prices of silver at 18 yuan to 19 yuan. People have gone crazy."
Plus, Charlie and his sister are crazily buying up the spot, and the spot for platinum is getting more and more scarce … "
Lynch raised his hand to stop Lem from continuing. "Charlie and his sister?"
Lem nodded. "Charlie VII is the king of a small country. He and his sister rule the country.
They spend all their money on buying silver. They only spend money and not spend it. Now, the price of silver under their control has risen to a level that ordinary people can't afford.
Oh yeah, there's an interesting rumor. It's said that the relationship between Charlie and his sister … "Lem's smile was a little wretched." You know, some people say that they've crossed the bottom line of the siblings. Whether it's true or not, it means that they're crazy.
Even the banks have started to recycle silver accessories from ordinary people to make silver ingots instead of trading them from the market.
They can't afford the price that changes every day. "
Lynch nodded. "Go on."
After Lem's train of thought was interrupted, he didn't remember what he was going to say. He thought for a while and made a conclusion. "In short, the price of silver is getting higher and higher."
Lynch asked again, "Haven't you found any silver mines recently?"
Lem shrugged. "Maybe, but the person who found it didn't say anything. It's equivalent to not finding it. The price of silver is constantly rising, and it's good for everyone."
"Is there any way to snipe silver?"
Lem pondered seriously. After a while, he shook his head. "Futures are different from the financial market. In the financial market, we only need to release a little bit of fake news to target someone!"
"But in the futures market, the effect of any fake news is only temporary."
"Moreover, the people who play international futures have broken away from the most basic stock individual investors. They're not that gullible, and most of them are rich!"
The reason why the financial market was so easy to be manipulated by bankers was that it played with people's hearts.
Where the price of a stock would stay depended on how high people's expectations of the company were and how much confidence they had.
If a company's market value was only one million (assuming it issued one million shares), but everyone thought that its market value would be 100 million in a year, then the company's stock would be worth 100 yuan per share!
People firmly believed that it was worth this price. Because there was no exact actual product as an anchor point, the value of the financial market would become very idealistic.
If you believed that it would rise, you would buy it.
If you didn't believe that it would rise, but someone else did.
Therefore, in the financial market, the destructive power of "false news" was often devastating. A company's market value was 10 million, but fake news said that the company's financial report was suspected of falsifying.
In just one afternoon, the company's market value could evaporate by millions. It could be described as a financial avalanche.
However, futures were not so easy. Futures could be said to be playing with notes and futures contracts.
However, as long as it was not a pure futures contract, it could also be settled in cash!
This led to the market not being so easily defeated by lies. For example, someone spread the news that a large silver mine had been discovered.
Perhaps it would be affected at first, but people would quickly arrange for people to inspect the site, especially the big bankers.
Once it was discovered that it was fake, the price of silver would not fall. Instead, it might rise due to some reverse effect.
If a silver mine really appeared, these big bankers might use some means to hide the mine.
Therefore, in the futures market, the one who could really influence the market was never a so-called "big bank" or some "institution", but the country!
If a country wanted the price of copper to rise, it only needed to adjust its strategy slightly.
The exporting country would reduce its export volume, and the importing country would increase its import volume and base price. As long as there was a piece of news, the price of the futures market would immediately fluctuate.
However, individuals and companies, no matter how much they ate, they could not eat all the goods in the world. There was an endless supply of goods.
Lynch nodded.
Then, he and Lyme talked about the investment company. Recently, the company's profits were not bad. The real industry had begun to flourish, and in fact, it was reflected in the stock market.
The stock prices of the real industry as a guarantee rose steadily. Although it was difficult for some of the stock prices to skyrocket, they were stable.
Everyone was very satisfied with the current situation. In fact, whether it was a trader or a financial company, it was impossible to have a big market every day. It was even more impossible to stare at the computer screen all the time.
Now, the main income of the financial company was not only the income from the stock appreciation, but also the commission from the trading seats.
Lynch had a lot of trading seats in his hands. Naturally, there would be small and medium-sized brokerage companies affiliated with him. This way, the financial company would only make money and not lose money. It was very stable.
After leaving Lynch's mansion, Lyme asked his subordinates to send him back to the company. After receiving a set of materials, he returned home.
When he entered home, a beautiful girl in her twenties who looked like a model took the initiative to greet him. She kissed him on the cheek and then helped him change his blood.
It was difficult for a cripple to change shoes, but this beautiful girl did not care at all. She half knelt on the ground and helped Lyme change his shoes. She called him "Dear".
She really liked Lyme … This was probably true love.