Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

　　 Inside the office, Ichijo Yasuno looked down with a newspaper in his hand.

　　 When Hiroshihiro Hiroshi was filled with indignation, he finished talking about the operations of the major commercial banks, but Yasuno didn't raise his eyelids.

"I know."

　　 "But..."

　　 But they violated their plan to make the province of Tibet’s economy a soft landing. Their complete cessation of mortgages would make Neon's real estate collapse. They would push our country into recession, and they would break many families.

　　 Hiroshimoto Hashijiro wanted to say that, but he couldn't say it after all.

　　 Ichiju Yasuno is the seventy-year-old high lord in charge of the comprehensive power of the Ministry of Finance. He is the second person in Neon to be the only prime minister of the cabinet. As the auxiliary sub-curator, how dare to question the Minister of Finance.

　　 Besides, Ichiju Yasuno can be in charge of the Ministry of Finance, how can he not know this with his wisdom.

Hiroshihiro Hiromoto's body trembled uncontrollably. Suddenly, he saw the middle-aged man of the head of the family leaping down from the tall building holding the child. He saw a family of three oral administrations using cyanide to commit suicide one after another. Arriving at the gorgeous tall buildings collapsed.

　　 "Escape! Fang Nujun! Escape! Stock market players!"

　　 A huge shame and anger surged from the bottom of my heart.

　　 Chinese, a Chinese once reminded the neon people of risks.

　　 But when the Chinese reminded him of risks, he was pushing the country into the abyss.

　　Is this country still the country I want to see?

　　 Those who are selling real estate and fleeing are major consortia. They can avoid losses because of the resolution of the Ministry of Finance.

　　 But what about the common people?

　　 Private execution!

　　 This is not fair!

　　 The love of the country and the fear of the future made Hiroshi Hashijiro suppress the class fear in his bones.

　　 "Why!"

　　 Why is it not publicly executed.

　　 Why don’t you ask.

　　 Why don’t you punish those commercial banks that violate the law.

　　 Why not save the lives that are about to be lost.

　　 Why is it so unfair!

　　 With a deep reply, Ichiju Yasuno finally lifted his old face.

　　 Looking at those tearful eyes quietly, Yizhong Kangye's eyes are still unwavering, he put down the newspaper in his hand and said lightly.

　　 "For the sake of the overall situation!"

　　 Osaka, Stock Exchange.

　　The numbers flashed at high speed on the huge display suspended in the center.

　　 27200, 27190, 27200...

　　 The market is like falling into an inextricable vicious circle, fluctuating between 200 points for fifteen consecutive trading days. Whether it is the interest rate resolution of the Province of Tibet or what economists say is positive, the stock market has not directly responded to this.

　　 However, most people don't think this is abnormal.

　　 The stocks that should go up are still going up.

　　 You should make money, you can still make money.

　　 At the entrance of the exchange hall, Shen Jiannan dropped the cigarette **** in his hand and carried the satellite phone to the trading seat.

　　 "27000, sell, 3000 lots."

　　 Overpriced, sell 3000 contracts at 200 points.

What does 　　 mean?

　　 A contract with ten points is 10,000 yen, three thousand contracts is 30 million yen, and two hundred points is 600 million yen.

　　 The market has been consolidating in this position for half a month.

　　 As long as you slowly establish a position, you can complete a close of 3000 at around 27200.

　　 Selling at an over-price is equivalent to throwing away 600 million directly.

　　 William and the three traders were dumbfounded.

　　 "Boss! Overpriced by two hundred points?"

　　 "Without overprice, how to deal with 3,000 contracts."

　　 "......"

　　 William was speechless.

　　 OSE Nikkei's trading volume is only more than 20,000 contracts per day, and 3,000 contracts can’t be sold unless the price is overpriced.

　　 "As soon as possible, there will be more than 100 million Hong Kong dollars from Hong Kong the day after tomorrow. You are too slow to fly at a speed."

　　 "......"

　　 The boss has spoken, what else can I do?

　　 27000, sold, 1000.

boom!

　　 is like a bomb falling into the water.

　　 A whole thousand contracts were smashed, and the calm market was instantly frustrated, and the price flashed to 27,000.

　　27010 Buy 2

　　27050 Buy 2

　　 27100 buy in 3

　　 27130 Buy 5

　　......

　　In an instant, the price dropped by a thousand hands after dozens of bills returned to 27160.

　　 just like that moment is illusory.

　　 But, many people who do short-term speculation are confused.

　　 Two hundred points.

　　 One contract is two million yen.

　　 At this moment, countless long positions in high-leverage OTC trading accounts were liquidated.

　　The sixth floor of the Exchange Building, Yoshino Finance Company.

　　 A middle-aged man with high leverage trading subconsciously rubbed his eyes. Before, his account made 5 million yen long, but now it seems that it has become a negative number.

　　 Is it dazzled?

　　 rubbed his eyes fiercely, and the heart of the middle-aged man instantly sank to a trough.

　　 He went out of business.

　　In the blink of an eye just now, the 40 million yen in his account turned into fly ash.

　　 Not far from the middle-aged man, a young man also rubbed his eyes.

　　 Not long ago, his account had a floating loss of 2 million yen, but just now he seemed to see that the assets in the account suddenly increased by more than 60 million yen, but when he looked again, the floating loss was still almost 2 million yen.

　　 Damn it, did you get dazzled just now?

　　 There was a tumultuous noise in the exchange hall.

　　As the most professional trader, someone was keenly aware of the market's changes just now, although it was very fast at that moment.

　　 Oolong means.

　　 Involuntarily, the traders present all thought of Oolong Finger.

　　 "Which idiot did it."

　　 "Maybe there is no rest!"

　　 "Maybe it's nervous, maybe."

　　"...

　　 "Haha!"

　　 "......"

　　 Oolong refers to this kind of thing... not very often.

But after all, humans are not robots. It is inevitable that there will be mistakes. For professional traders, it is very clear what the consequences of typing out such wrong instructions will be. In Neon, getting fired is a trivial matter, and may even face a huge fine~ www.readwn.com~ But at this moment, someone discovered something was wrong.

　　 is another super huge order.

　　1000, sell, 27000

　　 "Nani!"

　　 "Water?"

　　 "......"

　　 This time, many people saw it clearly.

　　 27000.

　　 One thousand hands, sell it.

　　 is not an oolong finger.

　　 This time, the market seemed to have been smashed. It took more than a minute for the buying orders that were swept by a thousand hands to go up again.

　　 is still dozens of small orders, and finally, the market slowly stabilized near 27110.

　　 Two consecutive super large orders were sold, and everyone in the market became cautious. Except for some newcomers, many experienced professional traders feel something is wrong. Such a huge number of short sales has not occurred several times even when the stock market peaked and plummeted in 1989, but today, in just a few minutes, people have sold two 1,000 contracts.

　　 All parties are moving, all quietly watching the market trend.

　　 Two consecutive huge transactions, the 15-minute K-line graph became a deep cross trend.

　　 Some keen guys started tentatively and entered small short-selling contracts, and some felt that the sudden and continuous large-scale sales might be because someone took the opportunity to intimidate other longs out.

　　 The trading volume began to increase, and the beating numbers on the computer screen began to flicker like an accelerator.

　　 Boom!

　　 is another super sell order.

　　 27000, sold, 1000

　　 This time, a hole was punched in the market like panties.

　　 A short sell order executed at the current price sold 3 lots at the same time.

　　26990.