The Rebirth of the Financial Hegemon

The term "white horses passing through the gap" shows that time always flies by quickly. When every street and every household starts to display lanterns, the Spring Festival of 1995 is coming.

The twenty-ninth twelfth lunar month is one day away from New Year's Eve.

"Clap clap clap..."

"Dong dong dong..."

The sound of firecrackers can be heard everywhere, the smell of gunpowder smoke and the smiles on the children's faces made the smell of the year more and more serious.

New Year's Eve is always a joy.

As the most important festival in China for thousands of years is approaching, it will always be full of joy and anticipation.

But for Zhang Hua, every day of his recent New Year has been celebrated.

However, it is also the same year, and Zhang Hua's year is the year when he lived like a year.

Because, in the last half month, Zhang Hua's company has suffered a huge loss, which is so big that Zhang Hua can't accept it.

In the gambling bank, what you earn is the customer's loss and the handling fee generated in the transaction. In theory, the gambling bank does not have the risk of loss at all.

But in fact, there is no such thing as a sure-fire business in this world.

And all of this stems from the 15-day treasury bond market.

No one thought that the national debt, which has always been known for its stability, would go out of the crazy skyrocketing market. In just 15 days, the main contract of national debt was 323, and the price of 114 yuan rose to the price of 128 yuan.

A fourteen-point spread could not be clearer.

One point is 10,000 yuan, and 14 points is a full profit and loss of 140,000 yuan.

However, someone in Zhang Hua's company has been holding a long position of a full 40 lots, and it is these 40 lots of long positions that let Zhang Hua know what it means to live like a year.

A full forty more contracts, the profit of nearly 6 million, has far exceeded the sum of the losses and commissions of other customers.

All these profits combined are barely enough to cover the loss of the forty contracts.

This means that if the customer wants to pay the other five million, Zhang Hua's company will need to take out the money.

In just 15 days, he lost such a huge sum of money, and Zhang Hua's mood can be imagined.

He is looking forward to the price of government bonds falling down every day. After all, the market has never only gone up and down. If it goes up so much, there will always be a head.

But the result made him very disappointed, and there was unspeakable regret in the disappointment.

The price of treasury bonds is like a chicken blood, pushing up all the way, he can only watch the price of treasury bonds rise to 128 yuan day by day.

The continuous rise and huge losses made Zhang Hua unable to help but wonder if the national debt would peak, but his subconscious was telling him that there would never be a market that would only rise and not fall.

Therefore, Zhang Hua is very tangled, and spends almost every day in tangle.

He was struggling with whether or not to report the forty positions into the market, and he was wondering if he would go up so much to enter the market, then his losses would never be recovered.

This repeated entanglement made Zhang Hua feel that every day was so difficult.

In this case, the regret in his heart can be imagined.

Especially when Zhang Hua thought that he had gone to great lengths to make Zhao Jiangchuan do more, he couldn't help but want to slap himself a few big mouths.

Zhang Hua couldn't help but wonder if his IQ had dropped, or why he thought that kid was a fat sheep in the first place.

Fortunately, he himself has become a fat sheep delivered to the door.

Before the market opened at nine o'clock, Zhang Hua arrived at the company early.

The 29th day of the twelfth lunar month was already the last trading day of the securities market, and this trading day was also Zhang Hua's only hope.

Because, according to the habits of Chinese people, they were used to collecting and clearing accounts years ago, so Zhang Hua is most afraid of Zhao Jiangchuan coming to close the position to understand the position.

If Zhao Jiangchuan paid the forty long positions, Zhang Hua would have to pay out millions of real money.

Thinking of the loss of nearly six million in a short period of time, plus the one million that the kid took away before, Zhang Hua's heart twitched with pain.

Seven million.

Even if Zhang Hua is someone who has come through the storm, he can't afford to throw out so much money in such a short time.

So much money, how many houses, cars and little girls have to be exchanged.

There is a saying that, if you are afraid, then come.

Just when Zhang Hua was worried that Zhao Jiangchuan would come to pay the profits, he saw the person he didn't want to see the most.

"Boss Zhang, Gong Xi Fa Cai."

It's this sentence again.

Zhang Hua just didn't scold his mother, even though he knew that everyone would habitually greet her like this during Chinese New Year.

But no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Zhao Jiangchuan was mocking him.

Make a fortune, especially if you make a fortune.

Zhang Hua was very aggrieved. He felt that Zhao Jiangchuan was treating him as an ATM.

But unfortunately, he couldn't utter a word.

Roads have their own way, lines have rules, and there are also rules for gambling companies.

This rule makes Zhang Hua only stick to the rules, because credibility is the only foundation of this industry.

Zhang Hua reluctantly pulled his face and squeezed out a smiling face that was as ugly as it was ugly.

"Little brother, you are really rich, six million profit, you can wait until now, I really admire Zhang, how did you do it?"

Zhang Hua is not an ordinary person after all.

After suffering one loss and two losses, he already understood that Zhao Jiangchuan's ability to make so much money was definitely not just by luck.

He can be considered a person who has been in the financial market for more than two years, and has seen countless people lose money and make money, so he is very clear about it.

That is, the feeling of making money is actually more uncomfortable than losing money.

It's ridiculous and absurd, but it's the truth.

Because when people make money, they always have an instinct to want to settle down, but when they lose money, they will hypnotize themselves.

Just like treasury bond futures, there must be a lot of people who bought it at a lower price than Zhao Jiangchuan, and there are even many people who are long at a price of 100 yuan or even 98 yuan.

After all, each short-order contract corresponds to a long-order contract, and there are bound to be many people who buy at the lowest price in the daily trading volume.

But in fact, there is not even a single person who can wait until today like Zhao Jiangchuan.

Those who buy at the lowest price may close their positions after they earn 30,000 yuan, or even make a profit of 5,000 yuan in one hand, but there is no one like Zhao Jiangchuan who has been getting the last trading day of the year before. .

At least, in Zhang Hua's gambling shop, there are not even one of those who bought more at the price of 100 yuan.

So what Zhang Hua said was sincere. He really wanted to know why Zhao Jiangchuan could wait until today.

You know, that's nearly six million in profits.

Such an astronomical figure, logically speaking, no one would be calm.

Zhao Jiangchuan smiled.

He wanted to prepare to continue fooling Zhang Hua with the excuse that he didn't have time for class.

But he changed his mind after thinking about it.

Zhao Jiangchuan didn't answer Zhang Hua's question, he asked instead.

"Boss Zhang, what do you say if you want to make a lot of money?"

Zhang Hua was stunned for a while, but he found that he couldn't answer at all.

Zhao Jiangchuan didn't want Zhang Hua to answer at all, he continued.

"If you want to make a lot of money, you have to make a little money first."