Chapter 3 Buffett is a mascot
With a "bang" and a sharp pain, everything disappeared...
In horror, lines of text appeared in front of Zhu Xianhai's eyes.
[At the age of 22, you arrived in Buenos Aires with nothing.}
[September 11, 1860, local time.]
[You, who have nothing, sold chess sets and made a profit of 500 pesos to activate this system. The initial capital is 500 pesos.]
[Now start your next simulation...]
[On the way back to the manor with Malena, the carriage overturned and you were injured in the head. You died!]
[The simulation time is too short. Life simulation failed. No benefit.]
…
Cold sweat!
The process was like a personal experience, and Zhu Xianhai broke out in cold sweat on his back and the veins on his forehead jumped.
What a wicked and smoking golden finger!
What kind of joke is this?
What kind of life simulation is this!
This is clearly a simulation of reincarnation!
Fuck you!
…
Standing on the roadside, Zhu Xianhai was stunned. His mouth twitched and he asked.
"Miss Marlena, this is your carriage."
Parked by the roadside was a chaise with the driver sitting behind it.
"Yes, sir."
Is this really her family’s carriage?
Looking at the carriage on the side of the road, and then turning his gaze to the driver - a middle-aged mixed-race driver who looked to be in his forties, Zhu Xianhai looked a little strange.
Coincidence again?
In his "memory", Fernando was the last face he saw before he was "alive", and the memory is still fresh!
How can it not be new!
It just died for a few seconds.
"Fernando, let's go home first."
Recalling the simulated "tragic experience", Zhu Xianhai looked at the carriage driver with some uncertainty.
The name is correct too!
The light two-wheeled carriage was moving along the cobblestone road of Putrajaya. Despite the company of the beauty and the scent of Malena's perfume lingering in his nose, Zhu Xianhai's palms were sweating.
Now he finally understood what it meant to have a problem and couldn't sleep or eat. Staring at the building outside the car, Zhu Xianhai couldn't help but feel a sense of déjà vu. He had passed by this place before...
"There is……"
"That's the Buenos Aires Futures Exchange. This time of year is the busiest time for the Futures Exchange. Spring is the delivery period for sheep wool futures..."
Malena's words made Zhu Xianhai's breathing become a little rapid.
Futures exchange!
Sheep wool futures!
…
Zhu Xianhai couldn't help but tremble in his heart and his eyelids twitched wildly.
Once may be a coincidence, twice may still be a coincidence, what about three times?
calm down……
Thinking about what happened an hour later, Zhu Xianhai turned his head and looked at Malena.
"Um... Miss Bellucci, I suddenly feel a little hungry. I want to eat something here first."
Marlena looked at him in confusion.
"Sir, my home is not too far from here, and it's almost dark, so you are my guest."
By the time I got home, it was already dark. Am I such an ignorant person?
"Ah, thank you, Miss. I've been interested in futures lately, and I want to take advantage of the closing of the Futures Exchange to join in the fun. After the closing, I will visit Miss Bellucci's house again."
You still owe us 200 pesos!
Of course we are going.
"That……"
After looking at the exchange, Malena thought for a moment and then said.
"Sir, follow this road out of the city in about half an hour and you will see a road sign for Bellucci Manor. Everyone knows its location."
"Yes, miss."
After getting off the carriage, basking in the autumn sunshine of Buenos Aires and staring at the futures market, Zhu Xianhai's mouth gradually curled up...
In fact, car accidents often happen in an instant. Not to mention a delay of one or two minutes, even missing a dozen seconds is enough to change everything.
The reason why he got off here was entirely because of this futures exchange.
In fact, regarding futures and stocks.
Zhu Xianhai is a complete layman.
However, at this moment he was still completely immersed in the "magical prophecy" of the so-called "life simulation".
Although it was only a momentary "simulation", everything about it was as if he had experienced it personally. Not only did he experience death once, but at the moment of death, he also accurately predicted certain things that were about to happen in the future.
For example, the cause of the car accident was a mail delivery rider who was in a hurry and caused the accident.
The reason for his anxiety was the Mapuche attack!
Their attack caused a surge in wool futures, and the rider was delivering a letter outside the city.
After entering the futures exchange, what hits you is the noisy and chaotic shouting and people running back and forth, the numbers written on the blackboard, the shouting when the futures prices rise and fall, everything is unfamiliar.
Standing in the trading hall, Zhu Xianhai once again attracted a lot of attention with his different appearance and dress. This feeling was very bad, as if there were countless pairs of eyes behind him staring at him in secret all the time. God knows what they were thinking. It was an awkward feeling.
"Hello."
At this time, a voice came from beside him. Zhu Xianhai looked up and found that there was a European guy next to him.
The man looked to be in his forties, with a mustache, a suit and tie, and a friendly smile on his face, which made it easy for people to like him.
Buffett showed eight teeth, which were not white and even had some yellow spots.
"I just saw you getting out of Miss Bellucci's car. You must be friends."
I can’t really call him a friend, but I can rather consider him a creditor!
Zhu Xianhai neither denied nor admitted this .
"My name is Buffett Brino. You can call me Buffett."
Buffett!
Looking at this guy in surprise, Zhu Xianhai thought to himself, what a lucky name!
It's not just auspicious, but running into Buffett when you enter the door... isn't this a mascot?
Then he stood beside Zhu Xianhai and said while looking at the stock price board.
"Are you interested in futures? Me too. After all, not everyone has a farm, and the futures market is another pasture for us..."
Buffett looked very familiar.
"I believe that life is like futures trading. You must dare to go all in. That's what makes life great..."
Dare to go all in!
Since the day when stocks and futures trading were introduced, countless people have lost their lives!
However, Zhu Xianhai was speechless for a moment.
"Do you know the meaning of Stud?"
Zhu Xianhai turned his head and looked at Buffett again, and this time he seemed to have become his life mentor.
"For the rich, they don't need to put all their eggs in one basket. For example, Miss Bellucci doesn't even need to make any investment in her estate. As long as she runs it normally, it's enough to ensure that she can live a life of luxury as a millionaire. But most people can't do that!"
Uh, Malena is actually a... millionaire?
Those long legs are not only long, but also thick. If you hug them, they might be your meal ticket in the future.
"For ordinary people, all-in is the only option to change their fate, because even if you lose, you will just be left with nothing, but the poor... themselves have nothing ."
Uh... this is what they call taking a chance and turning a bicycle into a motorcycle!
The bicycle is gone, but it doesn’t matter.
Looking at Buffett, Zhu Xianhai thought for a while and said.
"Well... I think what you said makes sense. If I were to buy futures now, do you have any suggestions?"
Buffett's eyes lit up, as if he had met a close friend.
"The most important futures in this futures exchange is sheep wool. It is spring now. Every spring, it is the time for shearing wool and the time when wool is put on the market. There are merchant ships from various countries at the port, waiting to transport sheep wool to Europe. The whole of Europe is waiting for our wool..."
