0736 My Turn [This Chapter Is By: Single Pusher_ Sponsored and Updated-5/15]

"There have been some unusual shipments in the past two days..."

On Thursday, Richard received a report from his subordinates. He asked his subordinates to close the door and took a document from them.

"This is the turnover rate in the past three days. Nearly five million shares have been traded. The volume is a bit large and not normal."

Richard is not a highly educated person, but in the world of successful people, no one has ever required a successful person to be highly educated.

As long as he has money, he can let people with higher education serve him, a person with low education.

The daily chart in his hand uses some markers to mark the turnover of each time period. The so-called "turnover" can be extended to the trading gestures in the exchange.

When someone wants to sell the stocks in their hands, they often use some gestures to cooperate with the flipping bulletin board to communicate "silently" with the traders on the trading seat.

The content of the gestures is not much. The main difference is buying and selling. Whenever a stock is transferred from the seller's hands to the buyer's hands, most of them will experience such gesture transactions, so there is a more general term "turnover".

Of course, some people think that the allusion of this word does not come from here, and they have begun to use the new word "trading volume" to replace these old words.

But whether it is a new word or an old word, their meanings all point to the same place of trading.

"Have our agreement partners released the goods?" Richard frowned as he looked at the dense trading volume.

He has a low degree of education, but his academic ability is very strong. He knows very well that when a stock has enough room for growth, it will not suddenly increase in volume, and will not release the enthusiasm of the market all at once.

This will be a continuous process, because the rise of stocks also requires an increase in volume, but this increase in volume is not large, and there will not be so many transactions at once.

Richard thinks that it is possible that the agreement partners are going to release the goods. In order to hype up the stock, they signed an agreement and bought a large number of stocks. Now the market value of the stock is obviously higher than the agreed price. They can't sell the stocks directly to the company at the agreed price, but put them directly into the market.

And now the stock has a good momentum. As long as there is no such explosive release of goods, the stock price will not fall.

It is even possible that because there are more circulating shares in the hands of retail investors, the market can be stimulated to further increase the stock price.

"Has our money moved?" Richard put the trend chart back on the table, and his subordinate nodded, "About 20 million funds have been used, and these stocks will be released again next week."

Richard nodded again, "That's it, it looks like market behavior, but you still have to keep paying attention. If there are any unexpected changes, remember to notify me in time."

The departure of his subordinates made the office fall into silence. Richard was not as busy as some people imagined, answering the phone constantly. He knew very well that this was a scam, and the busyness in the scam was all pretended, and there was no need for him to be busy at all.

He sat at his desk, frowning, and he had an indescribable uneasiness. He didn't know where this uneasiness came from, but he knew it was not a good thing.

He stood up, walked back and forth a few steps, and finally sat back in his chair and picked up the phone.

He dialed a number, and after 20 or 30 seconds, asked a question, "What is Lynch doing these days?"

What is Lynch doing?

Lin Qi was preparing to attend the nobles' celebration reception two days ago, and today is the day for him to attend the reception.

The entire celebration started early in the morning.

Lin Qi came to the private hunting ground outside the imperial capital early in the morning. Sometimes when people talk about Gaifala, they always say that there is little land here and the land area is small, but when you really enter a city and experience life here, you will find that the land is abused.

Thousands of square kilometers of land are the hunting grounds of the nobles. They raise some tame animals here. It is hunting season all year round. As long as you apply to the Privy Council and pay some fees, you can hunt here.

Next to the noble hunting ground is the royal hunting ground, which is larger in area, has more animals, and is more strictly managed.

It's not that there is no land, but a lot of land is occupied by the nobles and cannot be used.

What those nobles like most is to build various castles, hunting grounds, and flower gardens...

This is Lin Qi's first time riding a horse. Fortunately, the horse trainer chose a mare for him.

Mares are gentler in nature, and will not run violently when other horses run, but will only follow slowly, so as not to create tension between some rookie knights and mounts, and maintain stability between the two.

The hunting tool is a longbow. After people's unfriendly ridicule, the nobles agreed to Lynch's request to use hot weapons, but not the common modern rifles, but flintlocks.

Fortunately, he does not need to poke the barrel himself, and just hand the flintlock to the followers after the stimulation.

The hunting process needs no elaboration, it is very boring. These nobles enjoy the pleasure of killing animals cruelly with cold weapons and plundering lives. Lynch is not interested because their efficiency is too low and it is meaningless to do so.

He can understand hunters and hunting activities, but it is a bit boring to set some difficult conditions for himself to hunt.

We had venison for lunch, and the result in the morning was a deer and some small animals such as rabbits and wild ducks. The cook handled these animals skillfully and held a barbecue party in the hunting camp.

Then in the afternoon, a group of people went to the opera house and listened to a two-hour opera, finally being able to take a break.

"My neck hurts!" Lynch took off his tie. He could understand the nobles' persistence in a certain spirit, but he didn't think it was really good to do so.

For example, nobles all wear lapels, and some even wear wigs. The temperature in the imperial capital is now a full thirty-two or three degrees. In this case, wearing a lapel is enough, let alone a wig.

He saw with his own eyes that some old nobles were sweating profusely, but they still maintained the so-called noble demeanor. They were really "poor and particular".

Yes, poverty is important. Lynch feels that no one here is richer than himself, and he is qualified to say so.

Their reception was in the Privy Council Castle, which was a duke's castle. Later, the Duke resisted the parliamentary reform and was killed by the emperor who had initially gained power. His castle became the collective property of the Privy Council.

The castle has many rooms, enough so that everyone can be assigned a separate room.

Lynch took off his coat and took off his collar. The sandwiched collar, which was as hard as a steel plate, made his neck turn red.

The butler smiled and didn't say anything. Lynch's shirt was completely soaked with sweat. Fortunately, the butler was prepared.

"What are we going to do next?" He took off his clothes and walked into the bathroom. The warm water made him feel very comfortable, and the irritability in his body gradually disappeared.

The butler replied while packing up the clothes he had thrown on the bed, "You will attend the next salon later, which will take about ninety minutes, and then there will be dinner and a cocktail party."

Lynch poked his head out of the bathroom, "What's the theme?"

"No topic, just casual chat."

"Just chat..." Lynch repeated and took back his head.

Not long after, he changed into a set of clothes and, led by the butler, came to the gathering place in the castle.

This place was originally a place where the Duke and his men discussed important matters, but now it has been decorated as a place for chatting.

Although it looks scattered, there are actually noble sofas and small round tables everywhere. Some nobles came very early and have already gathered in groups to sit and chat.

There was coffee or scented tea and some pastries on the small round table in front of them. No one was drinking at this time.

As long as it’s not too late, you can have afternoon tea anytime and anywhere!

Lynch's arrival caused some nobles to focus on him. He was the first foreign imperial noble in history, and the relationship between Gaevra and the Federation was not as reported by the two countries. Beautiful, this is enough to make some people stand up and actively want to find some "trouble".

They just wanted to see Lynch make a fool of himself, just like when they laughed at the Federals who couldn't even use a bow and arrow during the morning hunt, they were just watching his jokes.

"Baron Lynch, after we take a short rest here, we can start the evening drinking party. I hope I can leave a deep impression on you today."

The person who spoke was a Marquis from the Privy Council. The great nobles in the Privy Council were all hereditary. Moreover, hereditary nobles were basically not enthroned now, so these top nobles were all hereditary and had been passed down from the past.

Lin Qi smiled as a response. After he sat down, the other party was still unwilling to let him go.

"It seems that you are not very familiar with our life. Maybe you will fall in love with this kind of life if you have more contact with it."

Lynch nodded noncommittally, "Maybe it's possible."

"Why is it possible and not certain?" The Marquis who spoke smiled and looked at everyone, "Is the life of the Federation more interesting than our life?"

Lynch smiled slightly, "I don't know how to evaluate whether it's interesting or not, but I know it's cooler over there than here."

Suddenly, an inexplicable answer made the nobles paying attention here speechless. What kind of answer was this?

Someone else chimed in and asked, "Is the Federation cool?"

Lynch's smile began to change slightly. If Richard was qualified to appear here, he would definitely start to be careful.

Whenever Lynch smiles like this, it means he is planning something.

"No, the weather in the Federation is even hotter than here, but we have advanced science and technology. We have something called a thermostat that can lower the room temperature to a pleasant level."

"Sometimes even if you turn the temperature lower, it will make you feel cold."

“You know what my favorite thing to do lately is?”

Without waiting for anyone to answer, he laughed and said, "I like to lower the room temperature to sixteen degrees and then cover it with a thick cup!"