After Masaki Nakamori received 140 million yen from Sumitomo Mitsui Bank, he knocked on the door of the neighbor's house next door at around 11 o'clock that night.

The reason why Masaki Nakamori visited him late at night was that the other party was a strong and well-known market maker.

He did not visit him completely, but had made a call before that. The other party set the time at this time and met at his home.

Masaki Nakamori was not confused in his heart, but the other party clearly revealed his contempt for him. However, the other party, after all, was a neighbor, and he took some time to see him from his busy schedule.

If he changed to a market maker of the same level, it would be even worse, and he would not even be able to make an appointment for a meeting for a long time.

Not only was Masaki Nakamori not angry, but also expressed a special understanding. Nowadays, not to mention officially entering the RB financial circle, he was at most a young boy who had just begun to emerge.

In this industry, if you have no grades, no fame... If you want to gain a foothold in RB's financial circle and even put your own banner, you have to speak with your personal strength.

Masaki Nakamori also understood that the reason why the other party chose to meet him at this point in time was probably because he was used to meeting him and listening to him. He had no expectations.

If the other party has expectations and intentions, he will definitely make an official appointment to go to his company during the day for a face-to-face detailed discussion.

Masaki Nakamori still brought a watermelon as a gift and pressed the doorbell of the market maker living opposite his home. Not long after, his wife came out and opened the door.

Masaki Nakamori delivered the watermelon and said politely: "It's so late, I'm still here to disturb you. I'm really sorry."

The market maker's wife took the watermelon over and responded very politely: "You are so polite if you are there. My husband has just returned not long ago, and he is waiting for you in the living room."

After Masaki Nakamori knew about it, he walked into the other party's home and followed her into the living room on the first floor. He saw the market makers sitting on the sofa, leaning on the cushion, crossing their legs, but they had no intention of getting up.

In accordance with the Japanese-style meeting etiquette, Masaki Nakamori bowed to the other party with the rituals of his juniors and said, "Good evening, I'll be disturbing you a lot, I hope you will forgive me."

"You don't need to say anything extra polite words. If you have anything else, say it quickly." The market maker said arrogantly.

Masaki Nakamori chose the closest place to him and sat down and said, "I want to buy short options on Lehman Brothers stock in the next twenty months.

I think it will fall from the current price of over $80 per share to below $10 per share, no, below $5 per share.”

The market maker was surprised and mistakenly thought he heard it wrongly: "Is Lehman Brothers the company you mentioned the fourth largest investment bank in the United States? Or is it another company with the same name as it?"

"The American Lehman Brothers is also the fourth largest investment bank in the United States." Masaki Nakamori said seriously.

The market maker laughed out loud without any concealment. While laughing, he was looking at Mori Masaki with the eyes of a fool.

Masaki Nakamori saw the other party's contemptuous look at him for his mental retardation, and he had no intention of being angry at all.

He even wanted to have such an effect. If the other party remained silent, he would not be able to understand what medicine was selling inside the gourd.

The market maker laughed for a while and said, "Are you sure?"

"I'm 100% sure." Masaki Nakamori looked at him with a smile and said seriously.

"Since you want to buy such short options, I will naturally sell them to you. How much do you plan to ask for?" The market maker's current feeling is that a fool has sent him money.

"I bought a bearish option of 10 billion yen for Lehman Brothers in the United States." Masaki Nakamori decided to cut off the railway.

"Which day is the expiration date?" The market maker laughed with a mockery that he wanted to hide but could not hide it.

Masaki Nakamori is not afraid of the other party's current ridicule of himself. In his opinion, whoever laughs for the last time is the real winner.

Masaki Nakamori's attitude was very firm and clear: "The expiration date is set on September 12, 2008, how about it?"

The market maker replied without any hesitation: "OK, no problem. I will give you American options that are more beneficial to you than European options.

A short option of 10 billion yen is at least 100 million yen. Since you have decided to buy it, I will charge you a premium of 100 million yen."

"Trade." Masaki Nakamori said without showing any hesitation.

Seeing that he was so straightforward, the market maker was afraid that he would have dreams for a long time, so he lost the opportunity to pick up 100 million yen for free and said, "If it's convenient for you, then we can sign it right away tonight."

Masaki Nakamori said concisely: "Okay."

"I'll repeat what you mean. You want to buy from me about the bearish options of Lehman Brothers, the fourth largest investment bank in the United States, twenty months later, and the stock price will fall from more than $80 per share below $5 per share.

If you buy a short option of 10 billion yen from me, the premium is 100 million yen. The expiration date is September 12, 2008. We trade in the form of American options." The market maker said word by word.

He paused at this point, looked a little worried, and then said, "Can you pay a 100 million yen premium?"

"It's absolutely fine. I'll go home and get my personal seal and proof that it can show that I can afford a 100 million yen premium." Masaki Nakamori stood up and prepared to say goodbye.

"Okay. I'll go upstairs to print out the formal contract between us." The market maker blurted out.

"See you later." Masaki Nakamori bowed a little.

The market maker saw the love he had picked up for free from 100 million yen, so he stood up, returned a bow and said, "See you later."

Masaki Nakamori tried hard to suppress the ecstasy in his heart, for fear that the other party would see something inappropriate from his micro-expression, so that he would become hesitant or change his words.
Chapter completed!