Outside the civil affairs bureau, my ex-wife clutches the divorce agreement that leaves her with nothing. Her eyes hold only emptiness and regret that came too late.
I merely glance down at my phone and tap out a few words.
The next second, Wall Street, the London gold market, the Tokyo Stock Exchange: the risk-control screens of the world’s top funds all flash the same red command: “Close all short positions immediately.”
My ex-wife still has no idea that the husband she once called a “loser”
was the anonymous trader who struck back against hedge funds during yesterday’s flash crash in the pound, prompting even Soros to call and ask questions.
I’m in a pretty good mood today.
Might as well set off a round of fireworks for the whole world.
After all, happy divorce day.
AI has a strong taste
AI writing is so flavorful that I get low marks when I encounter anything written by AI now.