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James Sterling's eyes darted, and he smiled, replying: "Sorry, Bob, I'd love to help you, but we were late and don't know the full story. However, I know some people who saw more clearly and understand more comprehensively at the time. They might be willing to accept your terms. Would you like to know their phone number?"

"Oh? Thank you so much."

"No problem, are you in New York?"

"Of course."

"There's a 24-hour cafe called Bodega in the Arlo SoHo in SoHo. I'm hungry and plan to grab a snack. We can meet there in about an hour."

"OK."

...

For James Sterling, the weekend passed very quickly.

He mostly spent the time browsing various web pages and watching videos on his phone.

Part of the time was spent looking at information on the stock and bond markets, but most of the time was actually spent watching the follow-up effects of this event, and whether the all-powerful journalists had the ability to expose it.

In the end, everything remained calm, but that didn't make him too disappointed.

In fact, it's better for the information to be exposed later. The tighter it's covered up, the greater the impact of the event. Not to mention, this gives him more time to prepare.

Actually, at his level, with upper management's permission, he could have the authority to conduct some over-the-counter transactions.

The OTC market allows these transactions and is also less regulated.

However, considering the risks, James Sterling still did not choose this option.

Though he has always had a gambler's mentality, he remains professional. Even when crazily shorting a series of tech stocks early on, he hasn't forgotten to hedge through the market.

This time he wants to play bigger and more daring.

After all, shorting indices not only requires an enormous amount of capital but also carries a high risk, and it's particularly easy to be targeted.

But James Sterling has a feeling that this fortuitous encounter of his is definitely not that simple.

Even if the official agency tries to block the news tightly, it will inevitably be exposed in the end. Otherwise, there's no way to explain the so-called exploration machinery crossing the ocean to the East Coast.

So early Monday morning, he was sitting in front of his direct superior, requesting a meeting with the big bosses at the headquarters.

"Is there anything I can't decide on?"

"Trust me, this time it's really hard, I need greater authorization, bigger than yours. Otherwise, we can only do small things, which are meaningless."

"You know, if you don't say anything, this puts me in a tough spot."

"Alright, Rosen, over the weekend I went through something, which made me realize there's an opportunity. I can't disclose specifics because I signed something, but I can tell you, this is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity. I believe the U.S. stock market is likely to face severe damage soon, and now is the best opportunity, a chance for a big short."

"Are you crazy? Or did you foresee a financial crisis?" Pa%r!t! of a se!r+i!e&s& ho%s@t%ed by My Vi^rtu$a^l^ Libra*ry@ Emp$i.re (MV&L$E&M%P!&YR#)^.*

"I'm not crazy, nor do I have the ability to predict a financial crisis. But I can only say that if what I experienced is exposed, its impact on Wall Street could be even more intense than a financial crisis! Please believe, you're just helping me make an appointment. If it succeeds, you share the credit; if it fails, all the responsibility falls on me!"

He was silent for a long time.

"Alright, but James, from a friend's perspective, I sincerely hope you won't be able to convince him. Without this matter, you still have a bright future. But if this is allowed and it ends badly, your outcome might only be one. Are you ready for that?"

"Ha, Rosen, of course, I know. Believe me, it won't end badly! Also, it's really worth gambling on this time, you know? I dream of becoming a billionaire. If risk-taking can lead to success, I believe no one can refuse."

...

A person's outlook on life is truly a fascinating thing. Some believe a good death is not as good as a wretched life; some believe for money, their life isn't worth much.

Clearly, James Sterling belongs to the latter.

But perhaps doing finance does require this kind of courage. An application that originally no one thought would succeed actually did. To be specific, James Sterling now controls a large fund worth a hundred billion US Dollars.

Of course, not without a price.

Each transaction from the extra fund will have a specialized team responsible for fast evaluation, along with a professional team for risk hedging assistance.

Simply put, James Sterling's power was distributed.

But at the same time, if his operations are reasonable, the amounts involved may far exceed this hundred billion US Dollars.

In short, if his plan succeeds, the agreed commission alone would be enough to make him a newly-wealthy billionaire. From then on, he could live a life of luxury; he might even own his own yacht soon.

As for how many people might go bankrupt because of this? That is within James Sterling's range of considerations.

Playing finance on Wall Street, if he had to bear the weight of conscience all the time, he would have been driven crazy by the pressure long ago.

Not to mention, if he did fail, according to the wager agreement, he'd probably be in debt for ten lifetimes. From this point, wealth was something he fought for with his life.

The immense pressure made him nervous as he started operating, constantly muttering: "Artificial intelligence... artificial intelligence..."

Yes, on Huaxia's Weibo, there's artificial intelligence. There's also artificial intelligence on the sea surface near Manhattan, which, if there's any glitch, could self-destruct, and whose quantity cannot be determined!