The next morning.

Smith Building,

Trading room on the fourth floor.

David Mellon accompanied Abel as he walked among the traders.

The current USD/NOK price is still between 7.6050-7.6100.

"The Neon Man has added some more chips."

David Mellon said while sipping his coffee:

"But I suspect that a third party has already entered the market, but the other party is very cautious and the speed of opening a position is very slow, so we can't find it for a while."

After a day of betting, Smith Capital and Neon People were on the betting board, and the combined funds between the two parties exceeded about five billion U.S. dollars.

Both sides of the bet caused the USD/NOK exchange rate to fluctuate very frequently overnight.

This kind of fluctuation has long attracted the attention of global investors.

Especially the large number of retail investors with average strength.

This can be seen from the sharp increase in the number of USD/NOK transactions in the past 24 hours.

"Normal situation." Abel said softly:

"I suspect that at this time, the entire Wall Street and the City of London are staring at our bet."

David also nodded, thinking what the boss said made sense.

This is like 1991, when Soros attacked the British pound.

There were also a large number of onlookers on the side.

"So what should we do now?" David asked his boss.

Abel said: "Didn't I say it yesterday? The new 100,000 lots are about 10,000 lots per day, and it takes ten days to open a position."

David was stunned. Is it that simple?

David was unsure, but he believed in Abel's arrangement and nodded immediately.

"alright."

Go around and make sure the situation is normal.

Abel left Smith Building.

noon.

Manhattan, Union Square.

Union Square is a large square in Manhattan. It connects Fifth Avenue and Broadway near 14th Street.

Nearby are well-known universities such as New York University and Parsons School of Design, as well as weekend markets and chain stores of major brands.

This is the equivalent of a college town in Manhattan.

It’s just that land in Manhattan is too expensive, and there are not many schools that can operate here.

Each campus is smaller than the other.

New York University's Manhattan campus is already the largest campus on Manhattan Island.

On the north side of Houston Street, in a restaurant called Brandy, Abel was waiting for someone.

A while later, around half past twelve.

The door of the restaurant was pushed open, and two slim girls were just looking around at the door.

Tony, the female bodyguard captain next to Abel, came up to her and said, "Miss Bush, the BOSS is over here."

"Oh, it's you. Tony, please," little Laura said with a smile.

"You're welcome." Tony took a few more curious glances at the Asian girl behind little Laura.

Tony felt that this Asian girl's figure was not "Asian" enough.

Ordinary Asian girls are never as big as this.

Under the leadership of Doni, little Laura and her female companion turned around the corridor and came to the innermost seat of the Brandy Restaurant.

Little Laura noticed that in front of the table where Abel was sitting.

Marcus, her security team leader, and Edward, Abel's bodyguard captain, were nodding towards her.

Little Laura knew that this meant that she and Abel were accepting their protection.

She smiled kindly at the two captains, took her female companion's hand and walked towards Abel.

"Hi, dear, good afternoon." Little Laura greeted happily.

Abel smiled: "Good afternoon."

While he was responding to little Laura, like Tony, he glanced at little Laura's female companion curiously.

Seeing this Asian girl's figure, Abel also felt the same way Tony did just now.

That's the figure of this Asian girl, not Asian at all.

That is no longer Xiong Da or Xiong Er.

Those are already car headlights.

Abel and little Laura made an appointment in the morning to have lunch together outside the New York University Manhattan campus during the lunch break.

Later, around noon, little Laura called him and said that she would bring a female friend she met at school over.

Of course Abel would not refuse. He came over to the restaurant to wait.

I just didn’t expect that the female friend little Laura met in school would be an Asian girl.

He thought it would be some blue-blooded lady, the daughter of a rich Mayflower man.

Little Laura took the Asian girl who looked a little cautious and sat down opposite Abel.

After sitting down, she introduced her female companion to Abel with a smile.

"This is a friend I met in school. Her name is Jessica. Oh, this is her English name. I can't pronounce her native name very well. Is it Li Xinyu?"

The Asian girl whose English name is Jessica couldn't help but correct her: "It's not Li Xin Yu, Lauren, your pronunciation is wrong. It's "Li Xin Yu"."

"Is there any difference?" said little Laura.

"Uh, forget it, just call me Jessica." The Asian girl looked at Abel with a smile:

"Mr. Smith, my name is Jessica Li. Nice to meet you. Lauren has mentioned your name in front of me many times."

Look at this innocent and beautiful Asian girl holding a headlight.

Abel suddenly said in standard Mandarin Chinese:

"Your name is Li Xinyu? Li Xinyu?"

He blurted out Mandarin so naturally that both Laura and Jessica were stunned.

Little Laura: "My dear, what language are you speaking? It seems like it. I seem to have heard it somewhere, but I forgot what language it is."

"It seems to be Chinese? The language of China." Jessica said:

"But I'm sorry, Mr. Smith, I'm not Chinese. I'm from Han. Sorry, I can't understand Chinese."

"Oh, stick." Abel muttered in Chinese.

Just now he thought this Jessica was Chinese, or Chinese.

Only then can I greet you in Mandarin.

I didn’t expect it to be a stick, but also a very beautiful headlight.

"My dear, you speak Chinese." Little Laura was surprised: "I didn't expect you speak Chinese so well!"

Abel smiled and talked nonsense:

"I studied fine arts in college. There was a time when I was very obsessed with Chinese ink paintings and traditional Chinese paintings. I found a teacher from Huaxia and learned Chinese by the way."

The first half of these words is true.

Abel's predecessor actually learned Chinese ink painting techniques and also found Chinese teachers in related fields.

Even when they are studying and teaching, the two of them actually use English.

Unless he finds the teacher and confronts him, no one will doubt what he said.

After all, who would have thought that there would be such an outrageous thing as another soul in the body of an orthodox Mayflower Ansa?

"alright."

Abel smiled and said:

"You guys should have classes in the afternoon, right? Let's eat first. You'll have to go back after dinner."

Both girls nodded in agreement.
To be continued...