After My Life Reset, I'm On Top of The World

United States, Metropolis--

Melvin Capital, as a hedge fund, owns $12 billion in assets.

As the boss of Melvin Capital, Plotkin is not the kind of world-famous billionaire, but his wealth is also hundreds of millions of dollars.

No matter where such wealth is, it is a rich man.

"I found the team that was working against us. Where did their funds come from?"

Plotkin asked the director of the company with a frown.

As a member of Wall Street, Plotkin is naturally a shark who smells blood and will go up and bite frantically.

Unlike Buffett's philosophy of only going long and not shorting, almost everyone on Wall Street just follows the money.

It doesn't matter if it's long or short, whether it's going to bankrupt a business, or even whether it's a security hazard to the country.

As long as they can make money, they will greedily pour into it, open their sharp teeth, and devour everything.

The old horse once said that if it has 50% of the profit, it will take risks; if it has 100% of the profit, it will dare to trample all human laws.

And if there is a 300% profit, it dares to condone any crime, even facing the risk of hanging.

This undoubtedly speaks to the thoughts of these capitalists, especially these financial bankers and capital tycoons.

As a qualified fund manager, Plotkin has the same mind.

"I found out, boss, the source of the other party's funds is Xia Guo. There is a Xia Guo team that is manipulating the funds and aggressively buying GME shares in the stock market."

The director of Melvin Capital stood in the luxurious office, reporting the situation to his boss.

Although Wei Ziqi's $200 million is like a wave compared to the entire North American stock market, it is not very big.

But as long as someone with a heart goes to check, the source of the funds can naturally be found.

So Wei Ziqi didn't even think about hiding.

Moreover, Wei Ziqi's team has also been registered and is a legal company, and even pulled a person from the United States as a puppet, as the superficial company leader.

"Funding from the Xia Kingdom? Could it be the white knight hired by the GME board of directors?"

Plotkin frowned, feeling slightly uneasy.

If the other party is just a retail investor who is a leek, of course Plotkin doesn't care. In front of their formalized army, retail investors are a rush.

just scattered.

And when the opponent is also a regular team, this will be a battle between two armies, so be careful.

To get to this position and become one of the most famous hedge funds on Wall Street, Plotkin is definitely not that stupid.

Maybe he has the madness of gambling-style gambling, but he will never be arrogant and think that he is invincible.

The capital market is changing rapidly, a billionaire can be born today, and a billionaire can go bankrupt tomorrow.

"It's not like the white knight, the boss... The other party's funds are not sufficient, and with that amount of funds, GME's stock price cannot be stabilized."

"... Besides, we are not the only institutions that are short on GME. Among them, Xiang Ran is the most active. After us, we shorted a lot of GME's shares'".

"Although other institutions have not been able to eat the first prize, they can also drink some leftover soup. So many institutions are pouring in, and they want to rely on the amount of funds from Xia Guo.

, is simply courting death. "

"... Therefore, I conclude that the funds from the Xia Kingdom have nothing to do with the GME board of directors. They are not so much against us as they are against us."

Melvin's supervisor considered his tone for a moment, and then expressed his speculation.

This speculation is not difficult to guess, as long as you have enough experience, you can guess it from the capital operation of the other party.

Plotkin said in an unbelievable tone: "...You mean, the institution that bet against us is bullish on GME?"

Melvin's supervisor shrugged and said, "...Yes, boss, that sounds incredible, doesn't it? But it's what it is, it's just incredible."

Plotkin shook his head, still in disbelief, "...the other party is a very professional team, there is no doubt about that."

"...but just because they're so professional, I can't believe, oh god, is the head of this agency crazy?"

"As long as you have a little professional knowledge, you will know that the stock price of GME is inflated now, and it will naturally plummet. Only those retail investors do not believe in evil and think that Ryan Cohen is the savior."

"...Well, I have to admit that Ryan Cohen is indeed a great investor, but even if he is, I don't think he can save GME. At most, it will bring a little confidence to those retail investors."

"Even I suspect that Ryan Cohen is shorting GME in private, and that greedy guy won't let go of the money he gets."

"...Look, now the panic has built up, the retail investors have started to sell like crazy, and GME's stock price is plummeting."

"To be honest, what I'm afraid of now is that the stock price will collapse to the bottom, and then GME will file for bankruptcy."

Plotkin spread his hands and joked in an exaggerated tone, which made Melvin's supervisor also laugh.

"No, boss, please rest assured. Although GME's basic stock does not match its market value, there is still a basic stock."

"...Even though GME has closed offline stores one after another over the past few years, its basic stock is still there and it won't go bankrupt. Your worry is unnecessary."

Plotkin nodded, knowing that his worries were unnecessary.

However, in the capital market for so many years, he also has a strong sixth sense, and he still feels uneasy at this time.

After changing his sitting position, Plotkin asked again: "...Then do you think that the bedroom door of the institution from the Xia country needs more GME?"

Melvin's supervisor pondered for a moment, then slowly shook his head and said, "...Sorry, boss, I can't think of a reason for them to do this."

"...The only reason I can think of is that maybe they really want to take a gamble that GME's stock price will skyrocket and make a lot of money."

"After all, there is no upper limit to the benefits of going long, while the benefits of shorting are always limited."

"...On this conclusion alone, I'm in favor of Buffett's theory, but it takes too long to wait for a stock to rise, and it's nowhere near as quick as making money short."

"No matter how you look at it, the other party is gambling. Do they still want to rely on those retail investors to turn the tables?"

Melvin's supervisor chuckled.

Plotkin shook his head. In fact, like his supervisor, the only reason he could guess was that the other party wanted to gamble.

This kind of thing is not uncommon on Wall Street, it happens every day.

If you win the bet, you will be a young model of the clubhouse, with a net worth of hundreds of millions. If you lose the bet, you will go bankrupt and move bricks.

Wall Street lacks everything, but definitely no shortage of such gamblers.

"Well, then this project will be handed over to you, I don't think you will let me down."

"...When the project is over, according to our agreement, I will give you five hundred thousand to one million dollars in remuneration."

"As for how much money you can get, it depends on your ability."

Plotkin knew that nothing worked well on Wall Street and that the best thing to use was money.

Money will make these greedy sharks bite wildly, tasting blood and meat.

"Don't worry, boss, nothing will go wrong this time."

Melvin's supervisor suppressed his excitement and assured Plotkin.

When the supervisor left his office, Plotkin thought carefully again, and finally shook his head.

Forget it, no matter how you look at it, you are sure to win.

The reason for his victory was simply to be one step ahead, and to start shorting before other institutions could react.

Even other institutions on Wall Street have recognized that GME's share price will inevitably collapse, so they have nothing to worry about.

Because most of them are occupied by the two institutions, Melvin and Xiang Rafter, the remaining leftovers and other large institutions can't look down on them.

But there are countless small institutions on Wall Street, and things that big institutions don’t like are also benefits to them, and naturally they are trying their best to compete.

In a way, now Melvin and Fragrant Oak are the lead wolves, leading the other little wolves to nibble on a fat sheep.

Rafters and Melvin take the most generous meat, and the other small establishments go and share what's left.

After thinking about it, Plotkin didn't bother about this matter, and now he began to think about a more important matter.

That is, his mansion needs to be expanded, and now there is still a shortfall of 30 million US dollars, and this money will be earned back this time.

Xia Guo, in a community near Imperial University of Finance and Economics, Shao Chuyao was lying on the bunk, listening to music with a bluetooth headset.

Because Shao Chuyao has to study for another three years at the Imperial University of Finance and Economics, and Wei Ziqi has already graduated.

In order to spend more time together, Wei Ziqi bought a house very close to the Imperial University of Finance and Economics.

It's just that the undergraduate campus of Imperial College of Finance and Economics is relatively remote, and there is no real wealthy community nearby.

However, Wei Ziqi also bought a relatively high-end residential complex recently.

As for the public stall, the area will be smaller.

Shao (Li Haohao) Chuyao didn't pay much attention to these, anyway, it was more comfortable than living in the dormitory.

Therefore, after talking to the teacher, Shao Chuyao moved out of the dormitory.

The teacher knew that Shao Chuyao was Wei Ziqi's girlfriend, so she naturally turned a blind eye to this kind of thing.

Moreover, even if the teacher disagrees, Shao Chuyao can go directly to the principal, but she is not willing to trouble the principal because of this trivial matter.

Yiyi asked us to go out to play, and her group of friends, saying that you almost know each other, do you want to go? "

Shao Chuyao, who was lying on the bunk, took out a Bluetooth headset and shouted to Wei Ziqi, who was watching a video in front of the computer.

"Where is she going to find us to play?"

Wei Ziqi asked casually.

"Where can I go, I guess it's Sanlitun or something to drink and make trouble."

Although Ai Yi's group are all second-generation rich, even if they are second-generation rich, there is actually nothing new in entertainment.

Nothing more than bars, nightclubs and the like.

"Are you going, yaoyao?"

Wei Ziqi asked back.

He knew that Shao Chuyao didn't really like to go to that kind of place, and she preferred to stay at home.

"Listen to you."

Shao Chuyao said with a clever smile.

Wei Ziqi thought for a while and said, "...you've been at home for so many days, go out and play, or your body will fall apart."

Shao Chuyao thought that the two of them had been tired on their lungs almost every day in the past few days, she blushed and snorted.