Traveling through the world of immortality, Chen Chou found that he was extremely poor.
The third level of Qi refining, seven spiritual crystals in his pocket, and the Foundation Establishment Pill are luxuries.
His experience as a VP of an investment bank in his previous life was of no use here - until he saw someone failed in the tribulation and fell in front of him.
The man said: Carry a thunder for me and give you a thousand spiritual crystals.
Chen Cho took out a substitute charm.
Net profit of nine hundred and fifty.
From then on, there was a madman in the world of immortality.
He carries thunder for others, signs contracts, calculates probabilities, and sells thunder as futures.
The old monster Yuanying wanted to kill him, but he said: Okay, take a look at this contract first - if you kill me, you will go bankrupt.
Tiandao sent someone to arrest him, and he said: Why don't I help you design regulatory rules and let me be your consultant.
The entire world of cultivators scolded him for disrupting order.
But the people who lined up to look for him to carry the thunder lined up from the city gate to outside the moat.
Until he met Shen Ye.
Shen Ye was the only customer who didn't queue.
She took a picture of her enemy on the table and asked him: Can you help me price it?
He opened his mouth and read the five-dimensional weighted modeling risk premium——
Then she glanced at him.
Suddenly he couldn't forget it.
Later, he built a model to analyze "heartbeat".
The conclusion is: expected returns cannot be quantified and risk exposure is infinite. Not a good deal.
The next day he went to see her again.
"I'll do the math again," he said. "Maybe I made a mistake somewhere."
Shen Ye said nothing.
The corners of his mouth curved.
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Investment bank elites cultivate immortality, outsource thunderstorms, take risks with vendettas, and even dare to negotiate with heaven.
Everything goes smoothly in your career.
