After three trading days, Petit had dumped a total of 130,000 tons of sugar, and the mysterious buyer finally stopped.
In an unremarkable little house just over 50 meters from the London Futures Exchange, the traders of Rothschild and other capital moguls were enjoying afternoon tea.
A middle-aged man wearing an expensive French wig frowned disapprovingly: "Mr. Scott, you are being too cautious. I think we can easily take in another 400,000 British pounds."
At the current price, 400,000 British pounds could buy 55,000 tons of sugar.
The elderly man across calmly stroked his coffee cup and said, "Don't forget the rules, Baron Ledge, you have to listen to me here."
The young man beside him patted the disgruntled Baron Ledge reassuringly: "Mr. Scott is right. Recently, the British market has already begun to experience panic buying.
"If our acquisition moves are too large, it might prompt the British Government to abandon its empty plate policy."
