Li He received preferential treatment because he was exempted from a security check. Although the conflict between the United States and Libya had ended, strict security measures were still in place.
Standing on the second floor of the trading hall, through the sealed glass window, the trading in the hall could be seen at a glance. Because it was an open market, many companies from other countries were listed here for financing, not just local companies.
Among the foreign companies that were listed in the US, Canada had the most companies, and Waterfront was number one, followed by the United Kingdom. After all, they were a good couple. The third was Israel. They had many relatives in the US, and they even grouped together.
The only special thing was that it was rare to see a strong German company, and there were only one or two.
The electronic quotation boards were flashing, and the numbers and letters on the screens of the computer terminals were constantly jumping. Countless telephones were distributed on different trading desks. Everyone was chattering non-stop. Some were whispering to each other, some were shouting themselves hoarse, and some were pacing back and forth anxiously, making all kinds of hand gestures.
For Li He, this was no different from a messy market. After the 1960s, many stock exchanges changed from manual bidding to automatic matching, and the form of trading seats had also changed greatly. It had gradually evolved into a computer quotation terminal connected to the main computer of the exchange.
Compared to the computer program, which could instantly "kill" the quotation, the manual traders were far behind.
However, most of the trading at the NYSE was still based on the less efficient floor trading or special brokers. Although computer trading was introduced, every trade still had to go through at least one manual procedure. All the buying and selling information transmitted electronically to the designated brokers still had to be manually matched by the traders at their respective trading seats.
It was not until 2006 that the NYSE bid farewell to the trading seats that had lasted for 137 years.
However, designated market makers still had a place on the trading floor of the NYSE. Compared to the computer system that executed orders, the traders themselves were responsible for part of the buying and selling of stocks, and had the obligation to provide liquidity for individual stocks.
Li He suddenly remembered the scene in Shenzhen. In order to hire people to buy the subscription certificates, the rich and overbearing people would take a sack of money and shout, "80 for one certificate, 80 for one certificate." Most of the people there were from the south, and it was really a sack of money.
It was similar to the scene here, but because it was all cash, it felt more exciting.
He stared at the hall for a while, but he couldn't make out anything.
"Mr. Li, there are more than 1,800 types of stocks registered for trading here. There are 600 member units, and the average daily trading is more than 100 million shares." Although Calvin was introducing for Li He, he still couldn't hide the pride in his heart.
He didn't know where this Asian face came from or what his identity was, but he had dealt with Jiang Baojian a lot. He looked at Jiang Baojian, the Eastern European tycoon, with special respect. Moreover, Jiang Baojian was a tycoon with hundreds of millions of dollars.
But the most important thing was that he recognized Bafra and Ivanov, these two figures who were in the limelight in the capital market. There were no secrets on Wall Street. He could just smell the blood and he could shake out the family assets of these people.
Like Jiang Baojian, these two people had been following Li He closely, which made him speculate more about Li He's identity. Were they also from Eastern Europe?
"Thank you." Li He was a complete layman. He just looked at it for novelty. After looking at it, it became boring. Moreover, he didn't have much interest in financing or going public.
As soon as he went down the stairs, a tall man suddenly trotted towards him and shouted. In the noisy hall, he couldn't hear clearly. Before he could get close to Li He, he was stopped by the bodyguard.
"Mr. Li, do you remember me?" Although he was stopped by the bodyguard, the excitement of the young man who was stopped was still indescribable.
"Do we know each other?" Li He didn't have many foreign devil friends. He probably hadn't seen this person before.
"Mr. Li, Prague, we met in Prague." The tall man's appearance was very ordinary, but his expression was too cunning. A pair of rat-like eyes kept sweeping over Bafra's body. Although he tried to hide it, the people present could see the carnal desire in his eyes.
This was normal. Any man would look at a woman like Bafra a few more times. A pair of straight and beautiful legs were elegantly crossed. A beautiful foot wrapped in flesh-colored stockings and high heels were naughtily swaying.
Her unwitting actions were already considered seductive to men.
Jiang Baojian motioned for the bodyguard to let them pass. He took two steps forward and looked at the foreigner, then asked, "Are you from Barclays Bank?"
"Yes, Mr. Jiang. Thank you for remembering me. I'm Jason Statham." After the tall man was released by the security guard, he rearranged himself and introduced himself. "I was once hired by Mr. Pan to be a financial consultant in Prague. Now I'm the co-director of Barclays Bank's investment banking department."
Jiang Baojian said, "This is an executive position, usually a company director."
Both of them spoke in Chinese, so there was no need to whisper to each other.
"Oh, sorry, I forgot for a moment. Congratulations on your promotion. " When Pan Youlin led a team to Czechoslovakia, there were a lot of people. It was really difficult for Li He to remember them one by one. Other than Gao Sheng, Shi William, and a few others, he didn't remember the rest.
"Thank you, Mr. Li. I'm very happy to see you here. I almost didn't dare to recognize you." For the sake of business, Statham withdrew his gaze from Bafra. "On behalf of Barclays Bank, I welcome you to New York. I think Chairman Diesel will be very happy to hear of your arrival. I'm looking forward to your meeting and seeing the sparks of passion."
Li He withdrew his hand and said with a smile, "Sorry, this is purely a private trip. It's mainly for vacation. Vacation is sacred and inviolable, and I don't want to talk about work during my break."
"Oh, I'm very sorry to disturb you, Mr. Li." Statham kept smiling from beginning to end.
"Goodbye." Li He turned and left with the group of people.
"Goodbye." Statham sent Li He out of the door. It wasn't until Li He was far away that he let go of his hand that had been raised.
"Who is this person?" Calvin was very curious and asked Statham to explain.
Statham turned around and smiled at Calvin. "You want to know?"
"Of course!" Calvin nodded affirmatively.
"He is …" Under Calvin's expectant gaze, Statham changed the topic. "That's a secret!"
He laughed and left.
“shit!”
Calvin cursed at Statham's back.
Statham, on the other hand, secretly drove behind Li He and the others, tailing them from Times Square to Mount Sinai Medical Center.
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