"I told you, we won’t have any problems. Once silver breaks through the resistance point of twenty when the market opens on Monday, it’ll become a new support point!"

Mr. Klein stood in the crowd holding a wine glass, everyone surrounding him, looking at him excitedly.

It really happened.

Silver was just twenty-four cents short of breaking twenty dollars; everything Mr. Klein said was about to come true!

It was such an exhilarating moment that they couldn’t help but propose a celebration party to cheer for the upcoming victory in advance.

Everyone had made money, and it was all thanks to Mr. Klein’s "insight." He had selflessly guided everyone, and they were all grateful to him.

At this moment, Mr. Klein was still enthusiastically talking about his "experience."

"If you study price changes, you’ll understand that each resistance point actually becomes a new support point in investors’ minds."

"Once we finally break through twenty dollars, investors will develop a certain mentality..." he paused, his face flushed.

After reading what he wanted from the others’ eyes, he continued with a smile, "...must hold onto twenty dollars."

"This will become the new support point."

"In my forecast, the price of silver will have a hard time breaking above twenty-two dollars in the short term, but twenty-one dollars shouldn’t be a problem."

"What we need to do at this point is sell a portion at twenty-one dollars, or around twenty dollars seventy or eighty cents!"

"That way, we can pocket some of the wealth first and then consider the next moves!"

The crowd began to applaud, a mature speech, someone also tentatively asked, "Mr. Klein, this time with the market... how much did you earn?"

Mr. Klein gave a modest smile, but anyone could see the almost unabashed pride on his face.

"Not much, just reached seven figures..."

The crowd collectively gasped, seven figures, millions, they couldn’t believe Mr. Klein only made millions.

From his new house and car, one could see it was at least several million!

This... was much better than working, investing, or starting a business.

This is exactly what makes finance so enticing; it allows anyone to get rich quick!

And this kind of wealth is without barriers!

A person handling financial products doesn’t need to have high education, strong social connections, or a prominent background, doesn’t need...

Doesn’t need anything, just needs to register an account in the exchange and deposit some money.

Not much is needed, a thousand bucks are enough.

Apply for two or three times leverage, banks are very active in providing these small loans.

It doesn’t seem like a lot, but it’s no different than having a million in funds; they all calculate the return on investment.

In fact, the lower the loan amount, the lower the risk.

A thousand bucks, with just one wave of market movement, quickly becomes several thousand, tens of thousands.

Then the funds are re-leveraged, catch another wave, and you’re at tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and then over a million.

This is the charm of finance, barrier-free wealth always attracts those with the Federation Dream!

But it’s also cruel, terrifying, it’s the Abyss, it’s Hell, every financial disaster leaves unforgettable scenes like doomsday.

Yet people always see those successful people waving money in high-class venues, newspapers, and TV only report on these people.

No one reports daily about who in the grave died because of what, viewers don’t like watching that.

The atmosphere in the room was great, everyone was cheering for Monday’s victory.

Suddenly, breaking news on the TV caused everyone’s voices to unnaturally pause.

They turned their heads to look at the TV in the living room.

"...The Financial Management Committee just released a joint statement with the six major banks, FBI Economic Crime Division, and the National Security Committee, announcing they will investigate individuals and organizations profiting maliciously from illegally inflating silver prices."

"Here, we warn those criminals attempting to disrupt world financial order to turn themselves in as soon as possible..."

"This is a report from the scene delivered by this station!"

The wine glass in Mr. Klein’s hand silently dropped to the ground, the sound of the glass shattering on the floor startled him, he shivered, stepped back, and quickly made his way to his study, disregarding the champagne soaking his pants and socks.

Once inside, his heartbeat was racing uncontrollably.

He took a couple of deep breaths, picked up the phone, and dialed his broker’s number.

Busy signal, dialed again.

It took over ten minutes to get through.

As soon as it connected, he asked, "What the hell happened, I just saw on TV that several departments of the Federation are taking action against silver?"

His broker was equally bewildered, "I don’t know either, it happened suddenly, there was no news before."

Mr. Klein’s throat felt like something was stuck in it, rendering him speechless.

After a while, he coughed forcefully, his voice turning hoarse, "Is there still room for recovery?"

The Broker did not answer.

Both maintained silence over the phone.

This deathly silence lasted for a minute, and then the Broker sighed, "I’m very busy now, I’ll inform you if there’s any new information."

Saying this, he hung up the phone.

Mr. Klein sat in the chair, his face a picture of agony. He rubbed his face vigorously, paced back and forth a few steps, and sat back down.

He needed more information; he needed to figure out what had actually happened.

Meanwhile, at the Financial Management Committee’s press conference, a blonde Female Reporter was favored by the news spokesperson, who called her out to stand.

Female reporters seem to possess strong ambition and broad-mindedness, which is of course partly due to the support of the audience.

"Mr. Spokesperson, can you explain why such a signal was suddenly sent, what prompted the Financial Supervisory Commission to make such a significant decision, and if there’s any insider information unknown to the public?"

She was referring to the silver investigation; according to the Financial Supervisory Commission, the silver case now involves illegal operations and other issues.

Once this charge is established... No, it has already been established. Just not long ago, worldwide investors were still celebrating silver’s upcoming historical breakthrough.

At this moment, anyone knowledgeable about finance realizes it’s over.

At least cut in half!

No one can change this outcome!

The spokesperson maintained his smile and retorted, "There’s no insider information, ma’am. We are very aware of the actual value of silver."

"To hype something so cheap to such heights clearly indicates that these people have motives, and their motives are not pure."

"We went through a financial tsunami three to four years ago, causing irrevocable losses to the Federation’s finance and economy."

"Because of this experience, we are aware of its anomalies, and before it causes irreversible effects on society, we must act to address these issues!"

"One disaster is enough; we do not wish for the same disaster to occur again!"

After the blonde reporter sat down, people frantically raised their hands, and the spokesperson arbitrarily chose a Reporter.

This time it was a male Reporter.

His question was also sharp after standing, "We noticed massive open interest in silver before closing; does this imply someone is leveraging national institutions for personal gain?"

"How does the Financial Management Committee ensure the legitimacy of the current situation and the randomness of the open interest?"

The spokesperson’s expression did not change, "I do not believe these open interests originate domestically; we all know the Federal futures market is aligned with the world, and we conduct trades with global investors simultaneously."

"If you believe these open interests originate domestically, or even relate to us, please provide evidence."

"If you cannot provide evidence, I will retain the right to sue you and the news agency behind you."

"Next!"

No direct answer, yet it silenced the crowd, and such an aggressive response made people realize the Financial Supervisory Commission’s firm stance this time.

Some even sensed a hint—those open interests indeed originate from within the Federation, but no one can produce evidence.

Or someone might have a chance to touch those truths, but daring to continue digging?

The power that can rival billion-scale forces can crush a Reporter like child’s play.

Do those truly fearless individuals who insist on reporting the truth exist? 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

It’s hard to say; everyone usually has benefits driving them, even the act of "exposing the truth" itself is a form of benefit.

The third Reporter stood up subsequently, "Good evening, Mr. Spokesperson..." The spokesperson nodded in acknowledgment, a response to the greeting.

He continued with his question, "If your investigation discovers individuals or organizations illegally speculating silver prices, among them are foreign individuals, how do we resolve this issue?"

The spokesperson nodded again, finding the question amusing and clever; he pondered for a moment.

"Power does not exist outside the law, the Federation Government is determined to fairly try this case."

"Regardless if it takes three years, five years, ten years, or twenty, we will continue the pursuit."

"Once we find those responsible, we will extradite them to the Federation for trial; no one can escape legal punishment!"

These words ignited many hearts; indeed, the Federation is increasingly different from before.

Lynch watched the live broadcast, nodding slightly, "This person is good, could be placed in a more important position, kind of wasted at the Financial Supervisory Commission."

Sitting next to him was Mr. Truman, who shared the same sentiment; the most unsettling aspect of press conferences is what ridiculous questions the reporters might ask.

If they stray beyond the agenda, it can easily cause negative repercussions.

But the spokesperson’s speech was not only correct but also promoted the Federation’s spirit of defying power, which was commendable.

"He could come work for me..." Mr. Truman said.