CH341 | GSI
“Did you say three hundred thousand units?”
Unlike the two men who couldn’t hide their confusion, Seok-won responded calmly.
“That’s right.”
“That’s six times more than what we originally planned. Can we really...
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CH340 | GSI
While the Japanese stock market was gripped by fear and panic from the shock of the Big 4 securities firms, the atmosphere at Daehung Investment's Asset Management Department was the exact opposite — cheers erupted as stock prices nosedived.
...
CH339 | GSI
Yamakawa Hiroshi, the president of Nomura Securities, woke up early in the morning as usual.
Raising his upper body, Yamakawa reached out beside his bed, removed the cover from a glass of water, and gulped it down to soothe his parched thro...
CH338 | GSI
Early morning, as the faint light of dawn began to creep over the horizon.
Having completed their statements, Seok-won and his companions exited the police station alongside Attorney Seok Chang-geun.
“Since it was a clear case of s...
CH337 | GSI
Screech.
The door creaked open, and two figures stepped into the restroom: Edmund Cho, a Korean-American whose father was stationed with the U.S. Forces Korea, and Josh McDaniel.
Josh, towering over 180 cm and weighing 105 k...
CH336 | GSI
A securities trading floor in Nihonbashi, Tokyo.
About a dozen individual investors were seated—or standing—in front of a large electronic ticker board that covered an entire wall.
The atmosphere was grim. The stock market had be...
CH335 | GSI
Nomura Securities Headquarters, Nihonbashi, Chuo Ward, Tokyo.
Although the atmosphere had been calm in the morning, once hedge funds launched their attack on the rupiah and the Indonesian stock market began to waver, tensio...
CH334 | GSI
Nomura Securities Headquarters, Nihonbashi, Chuo Ward, Tokyo, Japan.
Executive Director Usami, wearing a striped tie, sat at his desk, staring intently at the Indonesian stock market chart on his monitor.
[IDX: 615.2...
CH333 | GSI
Seok-won, who had been closely observing Choi Ho-geun and his team’s efforts through the monitor, leaned back in his chair with a satisfied expression.
“It’s their first real trade, but they’re not flustered — they’re handling i...
CH332 | GSI
As Choi Ho-geun put down the receiver, Jung Hwan-yeop, still seated, looked at him and asked, watching his expression:
“What did the president say?”
Meeting the eyes of the team members now looking at him with concern, Choi Ho-ge...
CH331 | GSI
The Sydney forex market, which had opened in a relatively calm atmosphere, suddenly heated up just five minutes after opening, as a flood of Malaysian ringgit sell orders came pouring in.
“Sold 20 lots at 3.02 ringgit!”
“Okay, ...
CH330 | GSI
April 3, 1997.
As the rising sun painted the sky crimson between the tall buildings, a silver Sonata II came rolling down a sloped road and pulled into an underground parking garage—empty at this early hour.
Choi Ho-geun stepped ou...
CH329 | GSI
“Did you say we shouldn’t sell dollars?”
Chairman Park Tae-hong looked at him, puzzled.
Seok-won nodded as he replied.
“Yes. Not only should we avoid spending them—if we have any surplus funds, now is the time to convert...
CH328 | GSI
“We’re here.”
From the back, Choi Ho-geun pulled out his wallet and handed a 10,000 won bill to the taxi driver.
“Keep the change.”
“Oh, thank you very much.”
As he got out of the taxi, the driver popped o...
CH327 | GSI
In Midtown Manhattan, between Park Avenue and 8th Avenue, lay 17 densely packed blocks filled with countless hedge funds, big and small.
Among them stood a nine-story building on Park Avenue, entirely occupied by small and medium-sized hedg...
CH326 | GSI
March 18, 1997 – Westchester County, New York
Dressed comfortably in chinos and a long-sleeved cardigan, George Soros followed his usual morning routine: after breakfast with his wife, he headed to his study.
There, he scanned over...
CH392 | Heir
Hess’s stock price, which had briefly risen due to the Saudi king’s death—
The short-sellers hurled massive volumes of shares to crush it once again.
“Chairman, we’ve absorbed nearly all the shares dumped by the short-selle...
CH391 | Heir
The last days of January 2015.
A major piece of news erupted from the Saudi royal family.
“Chairman! King Al Saud of Saudi Arabia has passed away.”
“At last, the time has come.”
The death of the Saudi King.
<...
CH487 | GSI
Amid the falling white snow, Seok-won stepped out from the backseat of a large black Mercedes sedan that had stopped in front of the Ministry of National Defense building in Yongsan. As he did, a familiar figure—the Minister’s Chief Secretary...
2025-08-27 13:37:21 +0000 UTC View PostCH325 | GSI
News of the Thai government’s surrender, delivered in the early morning hours, was met with cheers from hedge funds across Wall Street, who raised their glasses in a victory toast.
The Eldorado Fund was no exception. The entire office was...
CH324 | GSI
“Sold 30 at 7.4!”
“Okay, done!”
With the New York foreign exchange market now open, the currency trading team of Eldorado Fund was in full swing under the command of team leader Tyler.
“BOT is putting in massive bah...
CH323 | GSI
March 11, 1997
— Prime Minister’s Residence, Bangkok, Thailand
As the solid wooden door opened and Prime Minister Muangsai Kidikaem entered the room, Finance Minister Chartchai and Central Bank ...
CH322 | GSI
A gentle piano melody played in the background of a spacious penthouse.
[SET: 587 (32)]
Sitting alone on the sofa, Seok-won held a whiskey on the rocks in one hand, watching the Thai SET index on his laptop screen. He muttered to him...
CH321 | GSI
“Wooooaaah!”
“That’s it—we’ve got it now!”
The foreign exchange officers at the Bank of Thailand, who had been barely holding the line against the relentless assault led by George Soros and the hedge funds, erupted into dea...
CH320 | GSI
February 19, 1997 – Bangkok, Thailand
At the Bank of Thailand’s (BOT) International Affairs Office, tension hung thick in the air from the early morning.
Everyone knew what was coming—another brutal day battlin...
CH319 | GSI
February 17, 1997 – Tokyo, Japan
John Porter, the head of Eldorado Fund’s Japan branch, sat leisurely behind a wide desk, speaking on the phone with Shoichi Nakamura, Head of the Derivatives Division at Nomura Securitie...
CH318 | GSI
Thursday, February 13, 1997
In the depths of darkness, the only glimmer came from the distant lights of Brooklyn across the river. On the 31st floor of One New York Plaza, the trading floor of the Eldorado Fund was abuzz wi...
CH317 | GSI
Thursday, February 13, 1997
– Bangkok, Thailand
From the moment markets opened, the Foreign Exchange Department of the International Division at the Bank of Thailand was in absolute turmoil—as if a hornet’s ne...
CH316 | GSI
February 12, 1997 – Wednesday night, Manhattan, New York City.
It was just past midnight, but the 31st floor of One New York Plaza—home to Eldorado Fund’s trading floor—was ablaze with light.
By the time Choi Ho-geun and his ...
CH315 | GSI
“…So I think I’ll have to stay in the U.S. a bit longer. I’m sorry.”
Choi Ho-geun spoke into the receiver as he returned to his room at the Plaza Hotel after work. On the other end, his wife responded with a slightly disappointed ...