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- 19:10.
There are still 20 minutes left before the manual market closes.
Everyone in the crude oil futures exchange is caught in tension and pressure. The reporter's typing movements became gentler.
There was only one person holding a taco in his hand, as relaxed as if he was traveling.
It is said that everyone is busy and I am free, except for you, Comrade Little Fatty.
"Little Fatty, he really doesn't know what happened, or what is about to happen. As a member of the younger generation of China who has become a billionaire by getting something for nothing, Comrade Xiaopang will not let the complicated futures trading consume his brain cells. He looks around curiously like a tourist, and then asks Qin Yun said: "Honey, is someone painting a portrait?"
"Tell me more details." Although Qin Yun is an elite Bai Fumei, he has long stopped trying to understand the chubby comrade's leaping thinking.
The little fat man took a bite of the taco and said vaguely: "Look at Master, he has been motionless for more than half an hour. If someone hadn't painted a portrait, why would he be a sculpture model?"
This is a triple jump level.
Qin Yun patted his forehead and said, "Your master is thinking."
"What are you thinking about?" Xiaopang took another bite of the taco.
"Today is the key, of course you have to think about it carefully."
"You said it was the key two days ago." Xiaopang didn't care.
Qin Yun hesitated for a moment, then said curiously: "Do you know you made money?"
"I know" Xiaopang drawled a long voice and said proudly: "In my experience, if you follow the master, you can make money without thinking about anything. So, if he makes money, I will make money. Let me tell you, master The meat they eat is chunky, and the soup they give is oilier than others, like slow-cooked beef, with the thickest and thickest juice floating on top"
"And you drank it all?"
"It's only natural that the master eats meat and the apprentice drinks soup. Besides, I just took a small sip."
Qin Yun narrowed his eyes like a cat: "Do you know how much you earn from this small mouthful?"
"Thatmust be a lot." Xiaopang took his third bite with satisfaction, and a palm-long taco disappeared.
This shows that his palms are shorter than ordinary people.
Qin Yun stared at the chubby classmate like a mouse for a long time, then his mind started to jump, and he said angrily: "If you dare to spend time outside, drink and play, I will let you clean up and leave the house!"
The little fat man was slightly startled, and then said with an even higher leap: "My money is your money, you don't need to find other women to seduce me."
If Qin Yun¡¯s thinking jump is at the athlete level, Xiaopang¡¯s thinking jump is at the goat level.
Qin Yunhaoxuan smiled, covered it up, exposed his fangs, and said slowly: "No need for other women, bring out a first aid kit, give me three minutes, and I can bandage your wound."
The little fat boy was shocked: "Are you purifying yourself and leaving the house? Are you purifying yourself and entering the palace Forget it, let's talk carefully. How much did Master help me earn?"
"Shit luck!" Qin Yun commented first, then said: "Your money and Aliyev's money are calculated together. A profit of 200 is made"
"200 million US dollars?" Xiaopang took the lead this time.
Qin Yun pursed his lips: "That's right. Do you know what Director Su is doing now? Sit down obediently. A single decision can make you 10 million more or 10 million less."
"That must be 10 million more." Xiaopang clicked his tongue twice as he said it, and said happily: "When I invested money, no one was willing to invest and thought I would lose money, so I just threw the money into the water. , and the result Look, in just a few days, I have made twice as much money I think"
"What do you think?"
"I think I am the protagonist." Xiaopang raised his head proudly.
"What did you say?" Qin Yun didn't hear the last sentence at all.
The little fat boy turned around and saw that Su Cheng had stood up.
"Let the vultures buy openly, a little slower, but not too slow." Su Cheng gave the order directly, still in English.
The reporter did not hesitate to inform. He had no right to question, and the exchange was racing against time and did not allow hesitation.
Qin Yun frowned in surprise, shook off Xiaopang, and went up to remind Qi Xiao.
In fact, she didn¡¯t need to remind her, Qi Xiao had already gone up to remind Su Cheng. However, he bypassed others and asked Su Cheng in a low voice: "Would this make them alert?"
"They should have woken up a long time ago. Now it's time to scare them. It's up to them to decide whether to throw it or not."
Now, Sioux City naturally hopes to see more and more long ordersSell, instead of walling them in like they did the other day. After all, this is the real lowest price at this time.
¡°However, gentlemen from many parties are not sure.
They have determined the lowest price many times. When it was $18.22, they thought it was absolutely impossible for the oil price to fall to $17. When it was $16, they thought it was absolutely impossible for the oil price to fall to $15. At $15, No one believes that oil prices will enter the $14 space.
??In the end, crude oil still reached the range of 14 US dollars a barrel.
Whether it will enter the $13 range, no one can say clearly.
Su Cheng can wait and let the various members suffer on their own before making a decision. There will be some people who close their positions early, and some people who will close their positions later. This is also the safest way for Pan-Asia Funds.
But from the bottom of his heart, Su Cheng was more willing to take the initiative.
This is also because he is currently in a better situation and has enough strength to put pressure on the opponent.
Qi Xiao nodded silently and his eyes narrowed.
Time is running out, and now it¡¯s all parties that should be anxious.
19:12.
Milton the Vulture got the instruction, thought about it, and immediately became happy.
For execution traders, making money is a joy, and making others depressed is also a joy.
After brewing for two seconds, Comrade Vulture shouted in the highest pitch of his life: "Buy, 1,000 lots."
When crude oil futures are speculated to this extent, everyone is looking forward and backward. Entering 100,000 barrels of crude oil at a time cannot be considered a small amount.
The trader next to him looked over habitually, mentally calculating Pan Asia¡¯s capital size.
Then, I discovered that the vulture¡¯s hand was drawn inward.
¡°This is a buy!¡± the trader muttered to himself, then his eyes widened.
The traders at Sumitomo Trading Company were also stunned.
Next, the trading pool became quiet.
In this long-short war, the bulls are constantly changing.
Sumitomo Trading Company, Industrial Bank, and the fleeting Citigroup, as well as Enron that came twice, etc., but the short side is actually a big head, the Pan Asia Fund composed of seven companies.
In a few days, the Pan-Asia Fund, which was once regarded as an outsider by traders, seemed to have become an eternal existence.
When Pan Asia Fund ended its short selling and started buying, this was undoubtedly the biggest event on the exchange.
Michio Matsumoto delayed for dozens of seconds and saw this scene.
A word instantly appeared in his mind: General.
¡°Minister, what should we do?¡± The junior and mid-level traders at Sumitomo Trading Company were also anxious.
Countless thoughts passed through Matsumoto¡¯s mind.
But under the current situation, the conclusion drawn is not so much a decision as a guess.
However, as the saying goes, the worst decision is better than no decision at all.
In the futures market, this sentence still has an intersection with the truth.
Matsumoto must and can only make a decision.
"Close the position." Matsumoto's tone was heavy.
¡°Minister!¡± several traders shouted. Closing a position means selling all long orders, and the loss is no longer a paper loss.
Matsumoto stretched out his hand to stop their shouting and said: "Just do it."
In his mind, he had already begun to think about how to shift the responsibility to Hirano. Everything about the London International Futures Exchange had nothing to do with him and Sumitomo.
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