Lockheed Martin, or Lockheed Martin Space Systems, was the world's most notorious arms dealer.
However, although Lockheed Martin sold weapons to various forces that needed them and left scars in the world, the company's original " Skunk Factory " model did contribute to the development of the world.
Looking at the name displayed on his personal phone, Morris 'expression changed again and again. After hesitating for a moment, he pressed the answer button, and even his originally ugly expression changed into a smile.
"Dirk, my good brother, you called so suddenly. Could it be that you want to have dinner with me?
If that's the case, I'm afraid I can't agree to your request because I've already made an appointment with a beautiful lady tonight.
"You know, as a gentleman, I can't miss an appointment," Morris said to the other end of the phone in an extremely friendly tone.
"A gentleman naturally can't miss an appointment, my friend.
" But I guess you're probably not in the mood to have dinner with a lady today." There was also an extremely friendly voice on the other end of the phone, but just like Morris, both voices made people feel uncomfortable.
Hypocrite!
When Morris heard the voice on the other end of the phone, he cursed in his heart," Old fox," but he still said in an unchanging tone," How could that be, my friend? But Dirk, you didn't really call me just to ask about my love life, did you?"”
Although Morris 'tone remained unchanged, his time was very precious. Every second he wasted would cost him a large amount of US dollars. He did not have the time to argue with this old fox.
"Of course, my friend. Of course I care about my best friend's love life. However, there was no doubt that Dirk, who spoke last, took the lead in the conversation and stopped before the meaningful part of the conversation.
"My friend, do you still remember the painting you lent me last time? "I'll get someone to send it to you tomorrow." Morris 'tone did not change, but the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
F * ck, old thing!
"It's okay, my friend. You can enjoy it for a few more days. There's no need to be so anxious.
Speaking of this painting, it's the same one that Martin and I used to have. Martin bought it together with him. He was just a small military officer in charge of Serbia back then. After so many years, we've all grown old. White seemed to be really just calling to chat.
After hanging up Dirk's call, Morris fell into deep thought. He completely ignored everything that Dirk said after that. What he said about going to the west with him back then was completely nonsense.
At that time, he didn't know who Dirk was. What was important was the first half of his words.
Martin, the Ministry of National Defense, Serbia, all those years ago. Suddenly, Morris thought of something, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.
"Cross, from now on, no one is allowed to leave work. You will be in charge of all the short positions in the Euros/USD.
"Smash as many as you can. I'm going to let those Europeans know the consequences of going against the great Lighthouse Country today." Morris waved his fist excitedly.
"Okay, boss. I'll close all my positions right now and then buy…What was that? All out?" Cross looked at Morris in disbelief. He was completely dumbfounded.
Back in time, after a few hours of sucking in chips, Cross looked at the terrifying losses in his account and felt his vision darken.
Up until now, Cross still couldn't figure out what Morris was thinking. The entire market was so strong that the euros were flying, but Morris kept letting them buy chips at a low price, as if he completely ignored the enthusiasm of the entire market and the news that was enough to cause the dollar system to suffer a heavy blow a few hours ago.
The only thing Cross could think of at this moment was the phone call Morris received. Obviously, everything changed from that phone call.
Although Cross was eager to know who Morris had spoken to and what he had said, he knew how dangerous it was for a subordinate to pry into his boss's privacy.
Just as Cross was suffering, Morris suddenly spoke, and the entire market seemed to have begun to change.
"Cross, from now on, we don't have to sneak around anymore. We can go all out to short the Eurodollar/USD. It's time to let those smug Europeans know how powerful we are," Morris said as he stared at the computer screen in front of him.
"Full power? " But boss, we've already lost more than five billion dollars, and now the entire market is optimistic. Although our bank is rich, we can't compete with the entire market," Cross said.
"Cross, are you questioning me?”Morris suddenly turned to look at Cross.
" Okay, Boss." Seeing Morris 'gaze, what else could Cross say? Anyway, if something went wrong, he wouldn't be the one to bear the responsibility. He was just an executor.
"Trust me, Cross, we will win.
Besides, who said that we're the only one?”
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