Surviving as a Writer in the British Empire

Scotland Yard

“what? Are you done?”

“okay. They say the Rothschilds intervened.”

in the Rothschilds? Tim, from the Strategic Planning Department of the London Stock Exchange, murmured in amazement.

As is the case with many large corporate-level organizations, the London Stock Exchange is not only stocked with dealers looking at securities.

Administrative staff who had the last big accident were representative.

Among them, the strategic planning department is similar to, but different from, administrative staff.

I do not trade stocks and stocks. To be precise, it was banned.

But they rather study the stock market more deeply than the dealers.

Market fluctuations, the direction of the stock market, what these things will be in the future.

In short, it will determine the economy of the London Stock Exchange and the British Empire in the long run.

This is because the strategic planning department was the organization that analyzed it and planned countermeasures.

In that sense, the bout between the Bank of England and the London Stock Exchange that shook the financial industry for them.

“Ah, sorry.”

“right? Damn, I lost five pounds.”

“Damn it, the guys who bet on safe bread ate everything. What fun is this?”

It was a really rare, fun viewing.

To be honest with other words… isn’t it so boring lately?

Ever since, by God’s grace, the Queen of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, the Emperor of India, and the Crown Prince, have ascended the throne, the economy of the British Empire has been on the rise.

If there is a lot of money in a country with a lot of money, even workers who can live on a mere coal will be full of stomachs and ask for the right to vote.

No matter what you invest in, it goes up when it goes up, and there is little to go down.

Barings Bank? They are idiots who lost money. Isn’t it foolish to believe in the fry produced by interbreeding between Africans and man-eating Indians south of the Pyrenees?

Of course, the Mapuche, the natives of Argentina, have a completely different culture from the Olmecs, Mayans, and Aztecs, who had a cannibalistic culture, but the Anglo-Saxons were arrogant and ignorant as always.

Anyway, the Strategic Planning Department are such elites, and they have information about the stock market one step ahead of others, but rather, they are prohibited from investing in stocks.

So how can I not be bored?

You can become a millionaire in an instant if you have a chance, but you have to be satisfied with being a salaryman.

Of course, the moment I really go out, the knowledge I get from the London Stock Exchange will be an uninterrupted life, and I have to live under the surveillance of Scotland Yard, so it’s just a piece of cake in the picture.

As such, for them, this incident was a big match in the financial industry that broke out after a long time.

It was a full-course meal that came out of nowhere, and you could enjoy it to your heart’s content… But to think it ended so quickly.

“Eh. I thought I could chew, bite, and taste it for about a year and a half.”

“I can’t help it. You left the Rothschilds, right?”

“Ah, why are those Jewish gold spoons already pouring cold water on them?”

“By the way, what about this?”

“ok?”

What an employee of the Strategic Planning Department waved was several handwritten letters.

The staff said what that was and it took a moment to load in their heads.

“Oh, is that it? I asked the Securities Commission to submit data to the writer of ＜Vincent Villiers＞ asking if he knew anything.”

“Yeah, but the writer said he didn’t really know anything. I heard you just created it based on the circumstances?”

“Huh, did you come up with a story like that based only on the circumstances?”

“This is why they are geniuses.”

While several members of the Strategic Planning Department lamented, someone scrutinized the letter.

‘Hmm······ By the way, if it’s Hanslo Jin’s handwritten letter, wouldn’t this turn into money later?’

‘This incident isn’t small, and if it’s this big, depending on the content, you might be able to touch a lot of money…’

With that in mind, they checked the contents.

Indeed, as I said earlier, I didn’t know anything about it, and I thought it was an interesting story, so I just recreated it.

And below that, why he said that, and his views on stock price manipulation.

Yes, it was ‘talked about’.

‘No, setting up the situation and assuming it… I wrote some kind of consultation paper like writing a novel.’

Certainly, the content itself was interesting.

Starting with the content related to stock price manipulation, which involves forcibly raising the stock price, fishing it as if there is a rising factor, and selling it again to make money.

Putting up a short sale in advance and intentionally offering stocks at a low price, or inducing a panic cell by actually intimidating them.

After gathering primary investors who expect profits in the beginning, they collect secondary investors through advertisements and pay dividends (revenues) to the primary investors.

Short selling and the power to manipulate stock prices are commonplace.

Because even Isaac Newton, the famous wizard of gravity (even in that he was a virgin all his life), couldn’t predict human madness and fell endlessly in the bubble of the South Sea Company.

And the way to prepare for it was oddly realistic. can i use this? enough to want

In a way, isn’t it a way to induce human desire and anxiety by stimulating emotions appropriately?

Depending on the usage, it will be effective enough.

Even the content was more effective than the content regulating the company itself.

As you know… aren’t companies supposed to be tricky beings that get seizures at the slightest touch? But without touching them, the right stock induces?

Perhaps, if you submit a report with this information, the special bonus for that month will be confirmed. It was worth looking forward to even getting a promotion if you got along well.

“Is it like an occupational disease? Well, the content is, after all, a novelist, so I can’t help it…”

But, but even this.

“······for a moment. hey! Come over there and look at this.”

“What is it, what is it?”

“This, this!!”

It was a very minor issue compared to what followed.

“What is this?”

“Is this possible?”

“Boo, it’s not impossible.”

Ponzi scheme, so-called pyramidal multilevel marketing.

First practiced in 1920, this method has become so common in the 21st century that it is treated lightly as a fraud.

But in this era, in the 1890s?

It is extremely advanced.

Even though it’s a story from a century in the future, this Ponzi scheme was so shocking that there was a history of overturning an entire country.

It stimulates fundamental human desires and makes people blind with continuous success experiences.

The unique method of blocking the upper water with the money of new inflows has considerable staying power if it flows well.

Keep it that way······ When the limit line is reached?

He runs away with all the investment money he sucked until the end.

The moment the funds that have been falling like that are cut off, catastrophe begins in an instant.

Just like the ant hell, the more people fall into it, the bigger the destructive power and scale.

Even in the 21st century, when the concept has already become accustomed to, the fact that fraudulent transformations and applications of it continue to occur, the influence does not need to be explained in words.

“…”

Silence fell in the office.

The Strategic Planning Department of the London Stock Exchange stopped their ripping and hurriedly gathered.

Then he began counting with his hands in earnest.

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Chances of success, how much you will earn from fraud. And even the ramifications of this happening in a country that is not properly prepared for financial crime.

After completing the calculations, the Strategic Planning Department had to shudder at the fundamental fear of facing the devil’s tricks.

“Oh… f*ck.”

“Damn it, why would a mediocre novelist think like this?”

“Keep quiet and finish cleaning up quickly!!”

If this is not stopped, the real country may be ruined.

No matter how indolent and arrogant they were, they too were citizens of London.

They entrusted themselves to the spirit of patriotism and love for the people, which had soared after a long time, and began to devise as many measures as possible to prevent multi-level.

It was the beginning of an unexpected overtime storm.

Even in the midst of that, there was only one thing that passed through their heads.

-Hanslo Jin… What the hell are you doing?

***

On the other hand, that Hanslo Jin-eun.

“yes? Are you done?”

“okay. I brought you this far, I’m sorry.”

no, what that much.

I waved my hand at the Scotland Yard detective returning my carefully written statement_final_final_revision_second_really final.

“Rather than that, what the hell is going on? I already told you to resubmit several times.”

“Ah, that. That was never what we asked for…”

The fat, personable middle-aged detective scratched his head and said so.

Seeing that, it was ambiguous to get angry, but honestly, it was also true that I felt a bit discouraged.

No, if I rewrite the statement I wrote several times, it has no choice but to end up like this.

Originally, I am absolutely not a suspect in this week’s manipulation suspicion.

The suspect is the Bank of England, and I’m just a novelist.

However, the London Stock Exchange Commission had a ‘doubt’ that I might have evidence, and requested the data.

And, of course, there is nothing like that.

There can be evidence that I thoroughly dropped the Lehman Brothers case and clichés of conglomerates in the form of my own arrangement.

Here, I filled in the common sense about the stock price manipulation that I remembered because I wanted to have a statement that did not include the contents of the future, and since it is an official document, there should be plausible contents.

But these guys, what is lacking, ‘Oh, this part is a bit lacking.’, ‘This part is a little more detailed, huh?’

No, even my undergraduate thesis advisor, the editor in charge of whom I was the strictest in my life, did not ask me to rewrite it this far!

Besides, these sheikies’ requirements are needlessly abstract, and they don’t even know what they want!!

So, in the end, I was annoyed and roughly set up the situation, wrote down a simulation of the case, and sent it away.

Also, in case you don’t want to give a sh*t with this, I’ve added another thing that I recently came up with…

“I am really sorry. Please tell Hanslo Jin that I am really sorry.”

“No, detectives are having a hard time, we know that.”

Scotland Yard, who told the story in the middle, had a hard time.

In fact, these gentlemen also said that they were sweating a lot while conducting investigations at the houses of the Bank of England governors and former governors, whose charges were not accurate.

By the way, I happened to meet this man over and over again, but he seems to be mistaking me for ‘Hanslo Jin’s hall boy’, so to speak, an errand boy.

I wasn’t being rude, but rather, I was trying to take care of things, such as making tea while waiting, so I just thought I was going to do it and moved on.

I don’t know, I didn’t say no.

“But, what the hell is going on? Wasn’t it a big fight with the London Stock Exchange and the central bank governor?”

“Ummm… Actually, it’s confidential.”

The detective crossed his arms, pondered for a moment, then nodded.

“Well, writer Hanslo Jin should know, so it shouldn’t matter. First of all, reconciled. Thanks to that, we got an order from above to cancel everything we were investigating.”

“Are you reconciled?”

“What, did a high-ranking Rothschild come and go?”

“Ahh······.”

I could understand it right away. That Mr. Miller had a hand.

In other words, why would the Rothschilds get involved in this chaos?

If I were that money ghost Jew, would I take this opportunity to buy low and sell at a high price?

But intervening, I guess, means that people like Mr. Miller… on a “level” with the Rothschilds have asked someone to intervene.

It’s true that you don’t say anything in front of you, but you help me like this from behind, so I’m thankful for nothing…

I’m going to get a good willow tree this time and make a cricket bat for you.

“Then, may I go soon?”

“huh? Oh, yes. suffered a lot Now, this.”

Detective Ajae put some pocket money in my hand, telling me to buy a snack on the way.

I had thought that treating them like they were treating minors from before, but this has been confirmed.

No, no matter how old the white Anglo-Saxons of this era are, I’m giving you this at my age! Do you know how much money I’m making now?

“thank you!”

Well, that is that and this is this.

“Heh heh, yes. Please tell the author well.”

“All right.”

Anyway, having a good relationship with Scotland Yard is not a bad thing. Isn’t it the life of a petit bourgeois to not see any loss if you are close to the original state power?

That was the time when I was about to leave the London Metropolitan Police Department with a smile on my face.

“Hey, are you sleeping?”

Rather than familiar, there was a face I hadn’t seen in a long time.

“Uh… Doctor?”

The doctor I met at a pub in the past.

He was coming into the London Metropolitan Police Department.

“It’s been a really, really long time!!”