Cheer up, people, it’s another Mr. Cool story, yayyyy!!
We need to catch up on his life, especially because that’s Mr. Cool there, pulling in to the parking in his spanking new X5!
And oh, that hot, blonde babe seated next to him must be his new girl-friend.
Who are those suited blokes in the back?
Well, they are his bean-counters. You’ve met one before, his broker, Mr. Ever So Clever. The other two are his accountant and his banker, respectively.
Why are they called bean-counters?
Well, they count the beans he spends on them, through them and with them.
Why weren’t they there before?
Because he didn’t have any beans? In fact, he owed beans to his very bean-counters.
So what happened?
You see that hot blonde over there?
Yup, can’t miss her.
Well, she’s not only hot, she’s got brains too.
Yeah, she’s an analyst with Sax.
Wow! I thought she was his girl-friend.
Ya, that too, but only after he hit the bean-fountain.
So how did he do that?
The story revolves around Miss Sax. She gets around. She is privy to a lot of inside info, but is intelligent enough to not get caught, yet.
How does she get the inside info?
You’ll need to use your imagination. What’s she got that a holder of inside info might want?
I see. And then?
Well, she sells the info to the highest bidder. For the last one month, that’s been our friend Mr. Cool.
How did he manage to assemble funds in the first place? I mean, the last time we saw him, he was in the dumps, out of money, heavily in debt, and contemplating suicide for all we know.
Which is when he was approached by the bean-counters. They had easy access to funds for hours at a stretch without anyone noticing, provided they’d put the funds back before someone would look. They needed an external face to deal with Miss Sax and to place their trades.
Ingenious. This way, they’d never be in trouble if something went wrong.
Correct. The only risk they took was for the first few hours that they embezzled funds. It was very necessary for that principal to be put back in time.
So that must have obviously gone off well, huh?
Yeah, their first trade based on Miss Sax’s inside info clocked two million in an hour. They cashed out, put the principal back into banks, trading accounts and other private accounts where it was embezzled from, and from there onwards, they pulled all their future trades on the back of their profits.
And it’s all been going good, is it?
Well, Miss Sax is dishing out million dollar tips week after week.
What if they get caught?
Hmmm, actually, I’m only worried about Mr. Cool.
She’ll get out of any jam. She’s too smooth to get caught. Even if she’s implicated, she’s capable enough to get herself off the hook. Then, the bean-counters don’t even have a trail leading to them. All the dealing is in Mr. Cool’s name. The four of them needed a front-runner who will take the hit if their scheme is busted.
And that’s our dear friend Mr. Cool, right?
Yeah, and he’s dumb enough not to realize it.
How does he pay them their share?
In cash. There’s no paper or electronic trail. They spend it in an inconspicuous manner. These are highly intelligent people with crooked minds.
Yeah, the only one flashing red flags is our friend Mr. Cool. The new X5, Armani suits, expensive holidays, plus the grapevine says he’s planning to buy a new penthouse.
Yup, he’s never heard of saving when times are good. Because of these red-flags, he’s eventually going to get caught. The authorities keep scanning for insider-trading, and the very people they scrutinize are the ones making quick and big expenditures, as our candidate is doing.
So are you saying that, very soon, we’ll be seeing Mr. Cool in the dumps again?
There’s a very high chance of that.
With no bean-counters and no Sax around?
Oh, they’ll be long gone, looking for their next front-runner.