Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

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　　 First make five more hands and then short fifteen hands.

　　 Lu Shu didn't understand what routine Shen Jiannan was playing.

　　 Five long positions are offset by fifteen short positions, which is actually ten short selling contracts.

　　 This is simply more than taking off your pants and farting.

　　The most important thing is that Shen Jiannan himself also said that he is bullish that the Hang Seng Index will rise by 10,000 points in the future.

　　 After a moment, Lu Shu didn't know how to speak.

　　 Shen Jiannan said before, no next time.

　　 This next time, I will tell Lu Shu not to comment on the transaction.

　　 After thinking for a long time, Lu Shu didn't know how to refute, he said helplessly.

　　 "One million for twenty hands, now we don't have enough money."

　　 Shen Jiannan was also helpless.

　　 He put down the magazine and said helplessly.

　　 "Old Lu, you are really a qualified leek. Don't you know if you don't need money to lock your warehouse?"

　　 Leek?

　　 Lu Shu blinked, he subconsciously said.

　　 "What leek?"

　　 "Why didn't you ask the second half?"

　　 "......"

　　 Lu Shu didn't speak, this kind of communication mode that was not the answer to the question made him think Shen Jiannan was really a little nervous.

　　 Naturally, Lu Shu thought of a word.

　　 The genius is on the left and the lunatic is on the right.

　　 Maybe people like Shen Jiannan are not far from the neurosis. The fastest update of Qiba Chinese^Computer terminal: https://

　　 Five minutes later, Lu Shu returned with a dazed expression of relief when he left.

　　 A HSI futures contract is 50,000 yuan.

　　 But twenty futures contracts are not one million.

　　500,000.

　　 Lu Shu finally knows that hedging a position is called lock-up, and lock-up is free of money.

　　 "Rise, rise, rise."

　　 "Fall, fall, fall."

　　 "Rise and fall."

　　 The noisy trading floor, countless speculators looked at the numbers on the big screen or shouted or meditated in their hearts.

　　 The market seems to be able to feel people's expectations.

　　 In that crazy or persistent scream, Hang Seng is like playing a roller coaster. It rises and falls.

　　4200......4160......

　　4160......4200......

　　 Shouting and hope can change the market.

　　Under the expectation of bulls and bears, the benevolent market may not be able to tell whether it should rise or fall.

　　 4:30 in the afternoon.

　　 The number on the big screen of the trading center stood still at 4170.

　　 There is no temperature number.

　　 But this number makes Lu Shu feel particularly complicated.

　　 It can be seen on the trend chart on the big screen that the Hang Seng Index went up and down countless times like flying butterflies throughout the trading day.

　　 Many times, Lu Shu wanted to urge Shen Jiannan to close his position in one direction. But if he did that, he would be swollen by the market.

　　 Involuntarily, Lu Shu looked at the back figure who stepped out of the gate.

　　 An imperceptible awe spontaneously arises.

　　 Under the fluctuations that represented tens of thousands of profits and losses, the figure from the back seemed to have no feelings and didn't even blink his eyes.

　　 Calm and indifferent. Calm and indifferent to scary.

　　 An idea that Lu Shu had been burying in his heart was shattered.

　　 one day, two days, three days.

　　 For four consecutive trading days, the Hang Seng Index rolled over like a roller coaster. The ups and downs make people wonder if the market will continue to play like this.

　　 opened at 4170, closed at 4170, the highest was 4199, and the lowest was 4160.

　　 Every day, every day.

　　 The narrower and narrower shock makes the speculators who are used to it so bored that they want to scold their mothers.

　　 Friday, the Securities Exchange Center.

　　 Calm, compared to the usual madness and noise, the trading center at this time is much quieter.

　　 No one yelled at his neck, and no countless papers flew around. An atmosphere called decadence permeated the trading floor.

　　 "I'm afraid today is still closed like yesterday."

　　 "Yes. There is nothing good in the market these days."

　　 "Those who lost his old mu, how long will it take to play." "..."

　　 The hustle and bustle of the vegetable market is no longer.

　　 There is no money without a huge uptrend or downtrend, and there is no madness without money. The speculators gathered around bored and scolded their mother.

　　 A section of the newspaper stall outside, Lu Shu also feels like a drug addict who suddenly quit gambling, feeling unable to lift his energy.

　　 The market is slack, and this kind of market is really inspiring.

　　 "Mr. Peng has found a job."

"Ok."

"where you work at?"

　　 "It's over in Yau Ma Tei."

　　 "What kind of work?"

　　 "Handymen are similar in nature to temporary workers recruited by the Urban Management Bureau, the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, the Police Bureau, and the Tax Bureau."

　　 Surrounded by the stall, Lu Shu and Shen Jiannan were chatting together.

　　 After hearing Shen Jiannan's job, Lu Shu couldn't help but stunned. After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't understand what the temporary workers of the Urban Management Bureau, the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, the Police Bureau and the Tax Bureau were doing.

　　 "Aren't you brothers?"

　　 "Old Peng is quite suitable for this, and he likes it too."

　　 "......"

　　 Shen Jiannan spoke solemnly.

　　 A pair of eyes also looked at the big screen in the distance for a while.

　　 As long as the horizontal, as high as the vertical.

　　 The Hang Seng Index has been consolidating around the 4200 position for four full days, I am afraid that it will have to go out at any time.

　　 Perhaps because of tension, Shen Jiannan felt the muscles in the corners of his eyes beating slightly.

　　 He twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly.

　　 When did he even get nervous about a dozen hand positions?

　　 Suddenly, a ray of light flashed in Shen Jiannan's eyes, and Lu Shu was startled by his bright eyes like a beast about to prey.

　　 Lu Shu quickly turned around.

　　 But in the end, he found nothing.

　　 The people around were chatting together like drinking tea, and the red vests in the Chuo area were also constantly whispering.

　　 The market has not changed much.

　　4159.

　　 The price is still swinging near the lowest point these days.

　　 Instinctively, Lu Shu asked.

"what happened?"

　　 Shen Jiannan did not answer.

　　 He closed his eyes and listened carefully to his heartbeat.

　　 "Boom boom boom!"

　　 A strong and powerful heartbeat, but besides the heartbeat, there seems to be a sound constantly warning something.あ七^八中文ヤ~⑧~1~ωωω.7\8z*w.còм

　　 Very familiar feeling. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "Old Lu. Go and close all long orders. Right away."

　　 "......"

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　　 There is a saying that there is a temple where there are Chinese.

　　 Yau Ma Tei used to be a gathering place for fishermen. Tin Hau Temple, where the fishermen’s wishes were placed, naturally became the center of Yau Ma Tei. The nearest to Tin Hau Temple is Temple Street.

　　 Every evening, hundreds of stalls awaken the entire Temple Street.

Selling small commodities, giving people portraits, playing ring games, fortune-telling, and performing opera...If you are hungry, you can have a bowl of authentic claypot rice, miscellaneous noodles, and a few food stalls will not sleep. Endlessly, open till early morning.

　　 At ten o'clock in the evening, Peng San shuttled among hundreds of stalls on Temple Street with a piece of meatloaf in his hand.

　　 "Hello, third brother."

　　 "The third brother is here."

　　 "Three brothers."

　　 "......"

　　 greeted with a lovely smile and faintly fearful eyes.

　　 Wherever Peng San went, the small vendors on Temple Street greeted one by one.

　　 Shen Jiannan and Lu Shu said that Peng San got a job.

　　 This is true.

　　Peng San’s current job is to work on Temple Street, not only maintaining the public security management of Temple Street, but also responsible for the location of various stalls on Temple Street, in addition to collecting operating expenses and public security fees.

　　The comprehensive functions are indeed similar to what Shen Jiannan said, a bit like a combined post of the Urban Management Bureau, the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, the Police Bureau, and the Tax Bureau.