Stock God [Rebirth]

Chapter 40

It is said that Chang Yue is fooling around, but he still has a bottom line.

Even though he drank wine last night and talked with Feng He about family affairs, he actually woke up very early the next day.

Feng He tossed and turned all night and didn't sleep well. He just fell asleep in the early morning, when he was mercilessly dragged out of bed at six o'clock.

Feng He came out of the bathroom with a smile on his face, with dark circles under his eyes, he looked more like a panda: "Brother, why did you suddenly change your temper today?"

Chang Yue changed his flirtatious nature of vest and big trousers these days, and put on a snow-white shirt, and he even fastened the first button of the collar meticulously.

"Respect your opponent, at least when he dies, dress more seriously." Chang Yue said his life motto to the full-length mirror.

They lived by the sea, and it took a lot of effort to go to the city, but both of them wanted to see the market situation today, so they hurried all the way, and finally arrived before the market opened.

The futures market opens at 08 o'clock, and before 30:[-], the futures company is full of people.

"There are so many people here every day?" Chang Yue asked the people next to him.

The man replied: "How can it be, there is a big event today!"

Chang Yue: "Oh?"

In fact, he already knew the answer.

The man went on to say: "I don't know what will happen to Rubber 9810 today, everyone is waiting to see!"

Chang Yue did not give Qin Yang an order to close his position yesterday.Because they have no money now, they can only take one step at a time, and there is no possibility of continuing to raise prices.

Chang Yue pretended to be very interested: "Then are you bullish or bearish?"

The man didn't think he was talking too much, and replied: "I sold short yesterday, and it was on the daily limit. I think there are not many buying bids yesterday, and today the long side will definitely lose."

This person looked eager to try, and the others followed suit. Most of the people in this futures company were short-selling together yesterday. Although it is a floating loss now, they are all optimistic about today's defeat.

Feng He struggled all night. He was in a better mood at first, but when he heard what they said, he couldn't bear it anymore.However, it was only a few minutes before the market opened, and it was too late for him to regret it. Whether he was dead or alive, the decision would be decided soon.

"Forget it!" Feng He waved his hand, "Take it as spending money, and it will be a case that will be written in textbooks in the future. This one is worth it!"

Chang Yue dismissed this discouraging statement.

It's not that he has never entered a textbook, but he really disagrees with the practice of spending hundreds of millions just to obtain a textbook.

"Why are you so worthless?" He said to Feng He contemptuously.

The fat man was trying to divert him, but he was beaten mercilessly. Just as he was about to get angry, the market showed that the market had already opened.

From now on, life and death are up to the sky, where is the time to fight?

Qin Yang's long order yesterday sealed the price of natural rubber 9810 above 20000. During this time, the price of 9810 has been far from the international rubber price, so the international price has also lost its reference value, and no one cares about it.

Today, 9810 hit a point at the opening. Just as people in the room were lamenting their own floating losses and planning to follow up and go long, the price of natural rubber dived and fell immediately.

"What should I do!" Feng He's eyes widened all of a sudden, as if he had fallen from the rooftop.

Although he felt that this speculation was very dangerous, but because he saw that Chang Yue had a plan in his chest, he would also fantasize in his heart whether he would return with a big victory.

However, he didn't expect that the blow from reality would come so quickly and deeply, and the price that plunged in a straight line made his heart twitch.

"It's only been five minutes." Chang Yue pointed to his watch, "Even if he's going to die, he's not dead yet."

The trend of futures has always changed rapidly, and he is not wrong to say so, but at this time, it sounds like a dead duck.

But other people don't listen to him, what kind of onion is he?

Seeing that many parties lost their momentum, a huge crowd of people immediately ran to follow up and sell short.The will of the people is unprecedentedly united, and they all say that those who hype 9810 will die without a place to bury them.

However, the culprit they said was standing among them.

Chang Yue leaned his back against the wall and lit a cigarette.

"Hey, I said, do you want Qin Yangping..." Before Feng He finished speaking, he saw the price of 9810 on the screen suddenly go up, and the bill became larger.

His words turned a corner: "...do you still have money?"

Chang Yue exhaled a puff of smoke, and his expression looked a little distorted under the smog: "It's not that I still have money, it's that someone on the short side has closed their positions."

In an instant, before Feng He had time to react to what he said, the price of 9810 quickly returned to the high level of 20000, and the bid to buy increased sharply.

"What's the situation?!" The people who were planning to follow up with the short sellers were suddenly stunned. There are already so many long positions!How can there be money? !

At this time, Feng He had a little understanding of the situation in front of him, but before he had time to ask Chang Yue, he saw him put out his cigarette and walked out of the futures company quickly.

Feng He hurriedly chased him out.

He saw Chang Yue walking in a hurry, dialing the phone while walking, but it took a long time to get through the phone.

Feng He thought he was going to announce the good news to someone, but he didn't expect Chang Yue to stand in the empty corridor and immediately said to the other side: "Close the position! I tell you to close the position now!"

Amplified by the hallway echoes, his voice sounded almost like a roar.Feng He had never seen him like this before, so he stopped suddenly.

I don't know what the person on the other end of the phone said. After Chang Yue frowned, his voice amplified a hundred times: "Qin Yang! Let me tell you! Don't make me say it again, close my position now! I don't care how much you can earn, sell them all now!

If you dare not to sell it, you should stop messing around in this market in the future! "

Feng He had never seen Chang Yue like this before, the glass beside him hummed and vibrated due to the echo.

After Chang Yue finished speaking, he hung up the phone, turned around and saw Feng He, and pretended to say, "I made you laugh."

"You... can you tell him like this?" Regardless of the reason, Feng He was worried about Qin Yang's temper.

According to the usual practice, the last boss who challenged Qin Yang so badly was admitted to the hospital three or ten minutes later.

Chang Yue fiddled with the phone in his hand: "Why can't it work? I told him when I left.

If he dares not to listen to me at critical moments, in the future he will be long and I will be short, and he will buy and I will sell, it will definitely make it difficult for him to move forward in the market in the future, even if he does not lose money, he will have to fight him to death. "

Only people who are similar to each other will know where each other's weaknesses are.Chang Yue's handling of Qin Yang was like a snake hitting seven inches, ruthless and accurate.

Fenghe can only bow down.

Chang Yue took the lead, and the two returned to the lobby of the futures company.

The inside was solemn, the price of 9810 went up crazily, and everyone looked desperate.

They all know that it is too late now, and those who entered the market yesterday to sell short have either already liquidated their positions or are on their way to liquidation.Everyone is in debt.

"Look," Chang Yue squinted at the screen, and said to Feng He, "Those who kill their own people will always be their own people."

Once the long squeeze succeeds, in the later stage, the short side's buying order to close the position will only fuel the arrogance of the long side.

Last night, the short side should have found that they could not buy more rubber from the spot market, and they were ready to close their positions today. As soon as they saw the price drop, they would buy and close their positions immediately.

The dying struggle is the most frightening, and the short side's liquidation order is even more reckless and menacing, even if it is a real bull.

Almost within a few minutes, the transactions on 9810 immediately turned into a stampede, with short sellers scrambling to flee, and the competition was about who ran faster and who was more ruthless than the other.

After that, Qin Yang finally slowly responded to Chang Yue's instructions.

The price of 9810 was around 20000, and a real exchange of power was launched. The long and short sides had large orders to close their positions one after another.

At the end of the day, it can be seen from the board that this battle ended in victory for many parties.

The last multi-party sell order before the market closed was obviously sold by Qin Yang. There were [-] lots, and the price was directly hit on the limit board. It seemed that the bottom position was cleared.

"Are the bulls planning to take advantage of the victory tomorrow?" someone asked suspiciously.

Of course, the more fruitful the fruit of victory, the better, the short side has already lost, why don't the long side take advantage of the victory to chase after it?Even if you run out of money, you can continue to drive up the price by selling the profit to close the position!

But contrary to everyone's expectations, the bulls who participated in the 9810 hype this time seemed to be invincible at the beginning, but they were weak in the later stage.

Like an old lady with bound feet, she stopped chasing her!

Everyone who flipped a lot expressed their disappointment, but some people thought it was a strategy of the bulls. As long as tomorrow, the bulls will make a comeback and completely wipe out the short positions that have not had time to close their positions.

Just like their thoughts, although Feng He didn't say anything, he was a little disappointed in his heart.

In the futures market, there is no such thing as "the poor should not chase after".

To strangle is to be thorough, without leaving any room.

But Chang Yue seemed to be scared all of a sudden, instead of chasing and beating him fiercely, he gave Qin Yang a death order to close the position, as if there was some monster chasing and biting his ass behind him.

Chang Yue also heard the gossip, but he didn't pay attention to it. He watched 9810 end at the limit in the corner, and didn't listen to other people's discussions. He waved Feng He to leave with him.

The two of them were not in a hurry on the way back, they walked slowly along the way.

In the old seaside city, the pace of life was relatively slow.

When they passed the third newsstand, Fenghe saw that there were outdated financial newspapers on the stand. The sensational headlines were about the battle between long and short of Tianjiao 9810, and at the same time condemned speculative bulls.

However, in less than a day, the market has decided the winner with hard facts. Now the newspaper editor is probably in a hurry, and maybe he is rushing to work on tomorrow's manuscript.

Feng He tilted his head for a glance, and finally couldn't help but ask: "You...really not going to chase tomorrow?"

Chang Yue was looking down at the tiles on the ground.

The floor tiles here are also large diamond-shaped petals, which are probably made by the same factory as Fengzhen's. Of course, it may just be the same mold. Chang Yue is very sure of this.

After Wu Dao sold the car, when the two returned home from the sales department together, he observed the floor tiles countless times, and he was familiar with every arrangement and combination of them.

Just as he was pondering whether to go back to the investment in this floor tile factory, Feng He's question interrupted his train of thought.

"Stop chasing." Chang Yue took one last look at the floor tiles, "Cleaning the battlefield is the job of shrimp soldiers and crab generals. What does it have to do with us? Let's go back to Beijing tomorrow."

Not knowing what aroused his rare melancholy, Chang Yue suddenly returned home like an arrow.