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18 Sumitomo Bank was excited, and the Bridgewater Foundation had made its move!

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Sumitomo Bank Investment Department.

At this moment, the trading room had been changed to an even larger one. One by one, the big shots who were usually here had put down all their trivial matters and stood there.

He was monitoring this group of traders.

It concerned 15 billion USD, the life and death of Sumitomo Bank and even the Sumitomo Corporation.

Even they could not turn a blind eye to it.

Therefore, early in the morning, before the opening time, they waited in the trading room.

They all knew about the weekend.

Countless authorities stood up and spoke out, as if the whole world was betting on the dollar.

However, the account that was close to collapse could not withstand too much change. Even if they received an emergency loan of 2 billion US dollars from the Bank of Japan, it would not be enough.

What if the big bear above flew into a rage out of humiliation?

They would be completely finished!

Therefore, when the bets were opened, their hearts were in their throats. They had prayed to Amaterasu countless times.

Finally.

According to them, Amaterasu would always take care of his believers.

At this moment, the traders and many big shots present looked at the USD/Jpy that had jumped by nearly a hundred points as soon as it opened.

One by one, their faces turned red.

She was so excited that she couldn't speak.

A trader said in excitement and shock.

"Amaterasu-sama, it's too terrifying. It increased by nearly a hundred points in an instant!”

"We got back nearly a hundred points of profit. That's nearly five billion USD! We won!" Another trader said excitedly.

"The big picture is ours. This time, if we blow up the big bears above, we can at least make billions or even tens of billions of dollars!”

"We have a long position of five million lots. We're definitely going to make a fortune this time!”

As the traders excitedly analyzed the situation, they returned to the trading room one after another.

One by one, the important figures could not remain calm either. Their breathing quickened as they whispered to each other.

"Ah, these guys are still useful!”

"Yeah, we're going to make a fortune this time, hahaha!”

"It just so happens that I took a fancy to a manor in Rice Flower Town last time, haha!”

"What is this? I plan to buy an island in the Pacific Ocean."

Accompanied by countless noises in the trading room.

Sumitomo Jiro walked to his father's side and lowered his head humbly.

"Father!"

The old man's calm face moved slightly, but he still did not show any expression.

He only said indifferently.

"Although it was a blessing in disguise this time, there are still some responsibilities that cannot be avoided.”

"After this, you won't be able to control the investment department anymore!”

Sumitomo Jiro's expression changed slightly when he heard this, but he still lowered his head humbly.

"Hey!"

The old man looked at his youngest son, who looked so much like him, and his heart softened. He still comforted him.

"Don't worry. Even so, your achievements can't be erased.”

"I can propose that you use your bonus this time to exchange for the bank's shares and truly enter the core of the bank.”

Sumitomo Jiro was overjoyed.

"Father!"

"Yes!"

......

However, just as everyone was watching the dollar/yen rise.

At the headquarters of the Bridge Water Foundation.

Dario walked into the trading room as if he was strolling, and his gentle and generous smile spread.

"My generals! Let's begin!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Your will!"

Respectful replies echoed in the trading room one after another.

The assistant looked at the scene in front of him and was slightly absent-minded. Then, he became endlessly fanatical.

Dario could not help but laugh.

With the actions of the Bridgewater Fund, empty orders began to appear in the USD/Jpy market bit by bit.

Following that, countless people entered the arena.

The number of hands in the Bridge Water Fund also increased bit by bit.

A hundred moves…Five hundred hands…A thousand moves…Ten thousand moves!

Time passed bit by bit. A few hours passed. Gradually, some sensitive people noticed something unusual.

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