"Boss, the 20,000 to 30,000 short positions we placed are not enough for the other party to take."

"Moreover, the other party directly placed a long order at 38.60. Then, large long orders of 1,000 or 2,000 lots kept popping up, causing the stock price to violently rise at a 90-degree angle."

"Our orders are simply not enough to support them. Even if we put in the remaining hundreds of millions of dollars, it still wouldn't be enough to fill their stomachs."

Qiao Zhi Soros was shocked. He quickly opened the market and stared at the K-line which was still going up.

At this time, the crude oil futures price had reached 38.92, and there was no sign of stopping. 38.94... 38.95... 38.97... 38.99... 39.00...

He sat down, slumped in the boss chair, and muttered, "It's over."

"Boss, we still have a chance. As long as we find enough funds, we can reverse the decline."

"After all, the other party is only temporary, and we still have a chance."

Qiao Zhi Soros shook his head. "It's too late. The other side doesn't intend to give us time and will directly launch a decisive battle."

At this moment, Lin Qi's voice came from the microphone, with the same fear.

"Qiao Zhi, please think of a solution quickly. What should we do now?"

"If the price continues to rise like this, we will be liquidated."

At this moment, Peter Linqi was in a state of panic. He grabbed the microphone and shouted, "Hey! Qiao Zhi, talk to me! Don't play dead!"

"What should I do now? If I lose more than a billion dollars this time, I'm done. My family, my children..."

Qiao Zhi Soros didn't answer and hung up the phone directly.

"Boom...boom."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the office door again, and someone rushed in before he could even get a chance.

The secretary said anxiously: "Boss, this is bad."

"Just now, Saudi Arabia, Iraq, Iran, and Syria have announced that they will not increase their oil production."

"As a result, in just a few minutes, crude oil futures prices have skyrocketed by $39.50 per barrel and are now heading towards $40.00 per barrel."

Qiao Zhi Soros looked dejected before he slowly said, "Just cut your losses."

"Sell all your short positions in crude oil futures at low prices as quickly as possible and clear your positions quickly."

The trading manager said helplessly: "Okay, Boss."

Qiao Zhi Soros stood dejectedly in front of the French window, his eyes dull, and muttered, "I've fallen into his hands again. This is the third time."

"Could it be that he is the hurdle that I am destined to be unable to cross?"

The other side.

Located in the Xiangjiang Miracle Group Building.

Yuan Tianfan looked at the crude oil futures market and finally smiled.

The secretary beside him said with a smile: "Mr. Yuan, you are amazing. This time the bonus may be quite large."

"It's not over yet, so we can't let our guard down. However, everyone will get a share of the prize money this time."

The secretary jumped up excitedly, hugged Yuan Tianfan's arm and said, "Thank you, Mr. Yuan."

"Cough...cough cough."

"Okay, get busy now."

The secretary said sadly, "Oh, I'll go then."

Yuan Tianfan wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued to stare at the market trends.

In the trading room of the Finance Department, the sound of keyboards could be heard, with buy and sell orders constantly being issued.

"Aqiang, gradually close out your long positions around $39.95 per barrel."

"Ah Lin, keep buying in small orders within this range and control the rhythm."

"Ahua, you're also in this range. Sell slowly with small orders of 300 to 500 lots to maintain a good balance between long and short positions."

"Awen, you..."

However.

Suddenly, the trading manager found something wrong. During each trading session, there were several orders of varying sizes.

Moreover, the frequency is very high, and the rhythm seems to follow us. If you are not experienced, you will ignore it.

He immediately went to Yuan Tianfan's office to report. Seeing that the door was not closed, he went in and said, "Boss Yuan, I found a rat. It's following us."

"Besides, each transaction is quite large. Do you want us to..."

Yuan Tianfan did not answer, but immediately looked at each transaction and found that there was indeed a force.

He pondered for a moment before saying, "Forget it. Now that it's coming to an end, it's hard to spare the time to deal with him."

"Also, the boss said this time that we need to be quick and not drag things out for too long. After all, we have too many enemies, and it would be troublesome if we attracted them."

The trading manager nodded and said, "Mr. Yuan, I understand."

He watched the trading manager turn and leave. Yuan Tianfan's eyes were deep as he wondered who this force could be.

......

The next day.

While Bao Junyi was processing documents, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Qiu Shuzhen held a letter in her hand and said, "Junyi, someone delivered a letter early this morning."

"The other party said that it must be handed over to you."

He continued curiously: "Did you see his appearance clearly?"

"No, it seems to be a middle-aged man. Moreover, he said that someone else asked him to deliver it and gave him 500 Hong Kong dollars."

Bao Junyi opened the envelope, and inside were only a few words: "Done—Michael!"

When he saw the last person to sign the document, he immediately became excited and hugged Qiu Shuzhen and kissed her fiercely.

Qiu Shuzhen said shyly, "What are you doing in broad daylight? It's not good to be seen by others."

"Haha, I was mainly too happy and couldn't control myself."

Qiu Shuzhen asked curiously, "Junyi, why are you so happy? Tell me."

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