Gong Xin took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it to Lin Yue, then lit it for him with a lighter: "Mr. Fan, what should we do next?"
Lin Yue took a long drag on his cigarette: "The futures price of crude oil will continue to fall, and it is estimated that it will stabilize and rise by the end of the year. I told the operator to continue short selling, but it is not advisable to invest too much money. Let's say 20 million, plus five times the leverage."
He thought to himself that this was not the case. The current price of crude oil futures is still at a high of 110 US dollars, which is far from the floor price of 30 US dollars in early 2009.
"Okay." Gong Xin's soft voice penetrated into the ear: "Do you have anything else to tell me?"
Lin Yue looked her up and down for a while with aggressive eyes: "You have been working hard the past few days. Tomorrow I will take you to Bali for a few days. As the old saying goes, sharpening the knife will make you chop wood. There is still a tough battle waiting for you ahead. It’s about to be beaten.”
Today she wore a white shirt with a thin fabric, black trousers and brown leather shoes underneath. She did not wear any eyewear. Her hair was combed back and tied into a long braid. She looked very capable.
"It's a tough battle..."
She moved forward, holding Kuang Jianmin's hand close to Lin Yue, and her fingers moved up from his arm to his chest.
"Does your knife...still need sharpening?"
Lin Yue squinted his eyes and said, "Of course, if you don't grind it, it will get rusty."
"Cough, cough."
The more Kuang Jianming listened, the more uncomfortable he became. The more he listened, the more embarrassed he became: "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
After speaking, he picked up the cigarette and briefcase on the table and turned around and walked out.
"Lao Kuang." Lin Yue called him from behind.
"Um?"
"If you still have some spare money, remember to follow me."
"good."
Lin Yue also said the same thing when he shorted crude oil futures last time, but he refused because just two days before Gong Xin took action, the internationally renowned investment bank Goldman Sachs Group issued an article saying that crude oil prices may rise above the US$200 per barrel mark. He was afraid of losing money and didn't dare to move. Now Lin Yue reminded him again to follow up. This time he would give it a try no matter what.
The moment he opened the door, he looked back and suddenly felt that Mr. Fan sitting in the swivel chair was unreal, as if... he had suddenly become a different person.
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End of September.
BJ's morning has a hint of autumn chill.
While employees of other companies were discussing where to go to have a happy National Day, there was a busy scene inside Weiye Asset Management, with calls coming in from landlines and mobile phones one after another, and the light radiating from the computer screen illuminated the focused faces one after another.
Gong Xin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the general manager's office with his cell phone in hand, talking to people with a serious look on his face.
Kuang Jianmin sat on the sofa near the door, with a cup of cold coffee in front of him.
"Lao Fan is taking action?"
Seeing Gong Xin hang up the phone, Kuang Jianmin pretended to be calm.
"Yes." She glanced at the rising sun and nodded slightly.
Lin Yue took people to HK five days ago, and it was he who made the call just now, telling her that she could follow up on the futures market operations.
"Xu..."
Kuang Jianmin let out a sigh of relief and rubbed his hands uncontrollably. This time he took out all his savings and mortgaged two houses in Haidian District to the bank. If he couldn't make a profit, his wife would definitely fight him forever if she found out.
The last time Lin Yue shorted crude oil futures, he used more than 50 million personal assets and more than 70 million company funds. The amount of funds actually operated this time exceeded 200 million, including 62 million from personal accounts, 70 million from Weicheng Investment Company, and 115 million from Weiye Asset Management Company.
October 1st is the National Day. Scenic spots across the country have experienced peak passenger flow, and the social consumption index has risen rapidly.
However, in the international futures market, commodity prices fell off a cliff, with futures such as aluminum, copper, soybeans, and rubber falling by the limit continuously, and more than 60% of the long positions were liquidated or liquidated.
As soon as the National Day holiday ended, affected by the continuous and deep decline of major overseas futures markets in the face of the financial crisis, both the domestic stock market and futures market suffered a sharp decline. Almost all 18 varieties of the futures market except gold were at the lower limit.
In one week, Shanghai Copper experienced four days of lower limit and one day of trading suspension, with a weekly drop of 17.77%, zinc fell by 16.96%, soybean meal fell by 19.75%, and rubber fell by 18.98%...
From mid-July to mid-August, international crude oil futures prices fell by more than 20% for more than a month. In the week after the National Day, more than half of the varieties in the domestic futures market fell by more than 16%.
As for stocks, bonds, futures and foreign exchange, markets at all levels are wailing.
On the other side, Lin Yue and Kuang Jianmin made a lot of money. In half a month, the two of them more than doubled their funds on hand, and their personal account at HSBC alone exceeded 130 million Hong Kong dollars.
Kuang Jianmin is on TV.
A financial column on BJ TV interviewed him on the topic of the stock market crash. Although he did not mention the amount of profit, anyone who is interested can draw a conclusion from the smile on his face - this guy took advantage of the opportunity to make a lot of money. made a fortune.
In an office building on Fuchengmen North Street in Xicheng District, three people were sitting in a small conference room that had just been tidied up. The pungent green smoke was inhaled into their lungs and exhaled from their mouths. A middle-aged woman stood by the window. Frowning slightly, he pushed the window halfway open.
Click!
With a soft sound, the door opened from the outside. Wang Zhentao walked into the room quickly and threw a newspaper on the conference table.
The headline on the second page was a report about the sharp drop in the futures market last week. It described a futures trader named Kuang who bucked the trend and shorted 100 lots of copper futures and 100 lots of aluminum futures, making a profit of more than 12 million.
Others may not know who this Mr. Kuang is, but Wang Zhentao, Jin Xiangsheng, Tong Jinhua, and Wu Xinyu are all aware of it.
Jin Xiangsheng threw the cigarette butt into the trash can and said bitterly: "A pushy guy is not afraid of being stared at and killed."
These words sound like old Shanxi vinegar.
They left Weiye Asset Management Company to start a new business. However, before the relevant procedures were completed, such a big change occurred in the futures market. According to the information revealed by Weiye Asset Management Company, Kuang Jianmin completely followed the footsteps of the new general manager. With four taels of money invested, the assets in hand more than doubled in just half a month.
Kuang Jianmin has earned so much alone, but what about Weiye Asset Management Company? The money won from this gamble was worth hundreds of millions.
Let’s go back and sort out what happened in the past three months.
Fan Shuheng intervened in the company's business affairs - convened a meeting of directors - sold his personal securities in exchange for funds to acquire the company's equity - forced Wu Xinyu out - slimmed down the system - shorted crude oil futures in August - shorted commodities in October.
They exchanged opinions and believed that Fan Shuheng had planned all this and set up a trap for them, and Kuang Jianmin was the one he arranged.
Wang Zhentao said: "Are we just going to watch them dance? If not, I will find two people to report them for illegal fund-raising, and send them to the police one by one. Let's see how they behave and how they dance."
Wu Xinyu shook his head: "As far as I know, the state's regulations on the supervision of financial companies' funds are not yet complete. Fan Shuheng's operation is equivalent to taking advantage of legal loopholes. If you report it, there will be no substantive punitive measures."
Tong Jinhua pulled up the chair next to her and sat down, saying with a sullen face: "I can't figure it out. If the purpose of setting up such a trap is to squeeze us away, why did he recruit us in the first place?"
Yes, why is this?
Several people racked their brains and thought for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion.
Last year, Fan Shuheng came to them to talk about cooperation because he was unsure. He wanted to have one more person to provide a way out, and everyone would shoulder the difficulties. This year, the asset management company went online smoothly. He didn’t know where he got the inside information from, and he felt that he could make a lot of money alone. So they set up a trap to kick them out.
In other words, people no longer take them to play.
When it comes to making money, it's better to eat alone.
This Fan Shuheng is simply bad!
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