The Rebirth of the Financial Hegemon

Zhang Hua did not guess wrong. Zhao Jiangchuan came so early in the morning because he planned to give away some of the funds.

After all, in a place like a gambling house, he really had no idea, and no one knew how much his reputation was worth in Zhang Hua's heart.

It is impossible for Zhao Jiangchuan to gamble on Zhang Hua's character, and it is absolutely impossible to gamble.

Zhang Hua is also an old Jianghu who has become an elite. He is not going to continue to confuse Zhao Jiangchuan not to spend money. He compares his heart to his heart. If he makes so much money, he will definitely spend some of the money.

Besides, the other meaningless words are actually in the bottom line. It is better to solve them cleanly, which can be regarded as adding another credit to the reputation of the gambling house.

What's more, in Zhang Hua's eyes, speculative trading is actually no different from gambling. Entering this industry is not so easy to get out.

As long as Zhang Hua continues to trade, he will spit out the money he earned one day.

"Little brother, how much do you want to pay? If it is 30,000 or tens of thousands, I will give it to you now. If it is more, you may have to wait. I will send someone to go to the bank to get it."

"200,000, need cash."

"Okay, I'll take someone down to get the money now. You can wait here for a while."

Zhao Jiangchuan had thought about cash for a long time. After all, no matter how fast the bank transfer is, it might take three or two days. There are so many things waiting for him. How can he go to the bank every day to check whether the money has arrived.

But at this moment, those who were watching the market situation in Zhang Hua Company suddenly shouted.

"It's diving, 323 is diving, **** it, I told Lao Zhang in the morning that I was going short, and it fell before I waited for Lao Tzu to open the order."

"Isn't it true, it has risen by 20 points in the past few months. If I bought the lowest lot and made a profit of 200,000 yuan, it would be **** if the increase did not fall."

"Yesterday I asked you to be empty with me. You are not empty. Now regret it, haha..."

I have to say that the overall configuration of Zhang Hua's gambling shop is really perfect, not to mention the perfect staffing, even the big screen to see the market is the same.

There is even a computer that is only possible in some large places, and it can be connected to the Internet.

It can be said that except for the lack of funds and no license, Zhang Hua's gambling shop is almost no different from a securities company.

On the big screen, the red and green numbers kept changing, and it fell from 112.885 at the opening to 111.750 in no time.

After a full drop of more than a point, it is no wonder that those who were watching the market screamed.

This means that in the short few minutes of the opening, if you go short, you will earn more than 10,000 yuan.

Zhang Hua glanced at the disk that was still falling, and couldn't help showing a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Little brother, I told you that if you go up so much, you will definitely go down. Do you believe it now, do you still think I'm tricking you?"

The profit and loss of more than 10,000 yuan in one hand means that Zhao Jiangchuan's previous five long orders have spit out 50,000 to 60,000 yuan in profit in these few minutes.

The disorderly fluctuation of the market is called systemic risk. Zhao Jiangchuan has been in the financial market all the way, and he has long been accustomed to the ups and downs of the market.

Therefore, the average person may lose 50,000 yuan in a few minutes, and his heart will be broken, but Zhao Jiangchuan is like no one, not even blinking his eyelids.

Zhao Jiangchuan was noncommittal about Zhang Hua's words, and he said unhurriedly, "Uncle Zhang, I have to go back to class in a while."

Arrogant, absolutely arrogant, Zhang Hua, who was smiling all over his face, almost choked to death.

What the heck, why doesn't this kid seem to take money seriously? Could it be that this kid is really the son of some director's family?

Otherwise, how could it be so calm, that's 50,000 yuan!

Or is this kid trying to die?

The numbers on the big screen were still beating, and even if Zhang Hua didn't do it, the numbers that kept changing would still be a little scary.

Every change means that countless funds are in the game. If you do it right, you will make money. If you do it wrong, you will lose your underwear.

111.550, 111.225...110.955, and soon, the price of treasury bond 323 fell from a maximum of 112.885 to 110.530.

A drop of more than two points means that Zhao Jiangchuan's profit has been reduced by hundreds of thousands in these few minutes.

But Zhao Jiangchuan still didn't respond, he just asked a trader not far away.

"Did my long order trade just now?"

The trader was a young man in his thirties. He glanced at Zhao Jiangchuan, who looked like he was nothing.

After a while, he spit out a profit of more than 100,000 yuan. Even he felt heartache. The boy dressed as a student didn't even respond.

"It has been traded just now, and the traded price is 110.550."

Zhang Hua, who was standing on the side, looked at everything in his eyes. He found that he looked down on this young man, or in other words, he looked down on this second-generation official.

Before Zhang Hua told Zhao Jiangchuan that his father was the director, he was still dubious. After all, Ludao is so big, Zhang Hua has never heard of a director surnamed Mo.

But now he really believed it, he lost hundreds of thousands in a few minutes, and most people have already changed color, how could he be as calm as Zhao Jiangchuan.

Mo Shaoyan, twenty-two years old?

Damn, this kid is still in high school, how can he be twenty-two years old, and he doesn't look as old as he is, he is probably using a fake identity.

Why didn't you think of it before?

He has this kind of scheming at a young age, thanks to an old man who is the director, and that kind of old and cunning guy can teach such a kid, if I hadn't been careful, I would have been deceived by him. past.

Zhang Hua felt that he had guessed the truth, and even had some doubts that it was not convenient for the director to come forward, so he deliberately let his son come out to do national debt.

There are bound to be limitations when it comes to enjoying the benefits of rights.

The identity of the director is definitely not suitable for participating in the highly speculative treasury bond futures. Regardless of the loss, it will definitely affect his reputation.

Zhang Hua would never have imagined that the director he thought was simply a non-existent character, even if there was one, it was only in the past and future.

Zhao Jiangchuan ignored Zhang Hua, who was thinking wildly, and stared at the constantly changing big screen.

People like Zhao Jiangchuan have never fought uncertain battles, and he has long thought of continuing to increase positions on national debt 323.

Near the integer position of 110, it can be said that it is a support level in the callback of the national debt 323 contract, so Zhao Jiangchuan will place an order at 110.550.

However, he did not expect that the market would directly hit the price within a few minutes of opening.

Zhao Jiangchuan is very clear that the national debt will rise to an unimaginable position in the future, but this does not mean that he will be able to make money.

Because of the high leverage mechanism of treasury bonds, the disorderly fluctuations in the market, or the main funds intentionally setting traps for the bears, or when the bears actively suppress, it is easy to trap some bulls into the trend.

Once the capital loss exceeds the range of market fluctuations, it will be blown up by the market, and there will be no position. Even if the price rises to the sky in the future, it has nothing to do with him.

He's waiting, waiting for the round number 110 to be the ultimate defense for the bulls to come back.