Chapter 220: Earning 150 Million



【Comrade Gong Xue:

First of all, thank you for your love of my poems. I am also very happy that you can use my poems in your drama performance.

Secondly, the photos you sent me are very beautiful and I have treasured them.

Finally, I wish you good luck in your work.

Sincerely,

Revolutionary salute!

Red Star Commune Haizi

March 15, 1977

It was a very brief letter, written in an official tone.

There were no love words as Zhang Rong said jokingly, and there was no accompanying poem.

Although Gong Xue felt a little disappointed, she still couldn't hide her excitement and happiness at receiving a reply from her "idol".

"That's right! If Haizi's reply was as attentive and enthusiastic as Zhong Yuejin's, it would prove that he had evil intentions.

Moreover, he had just ended a failed relationship and marriage, and was probably still deeply trapped in it, and even averse to starting a new relationship.

It’s great like it is now! I have established a pen pal relationship with him. As long as we communicate with each other, and then slowly exchange feelings and get to know each other better, there will be endless possibilities! ”

Women in love are actually very silly and naive. They are only willing to believe what they want to believe. They will even keep making excuses for men and come up with many reasons in their minds.

This is also why many girls are always deceived by scumbags and are always willing to believe the various excuses and reasons that are obviously meant to deceive them.

"Dear Comrade Haizi, this is the first letter I have received from you.

No matter what the outcome is, I will treasure it for the rest of my life.

However, I haven't figured out how to write you a reply yet.

Because I'm so excited right now, God, I'm definitely going to have sleepless nights tonight.

I will write to you again after I have thought it over carefully..."

After reading this short letter many times, Gong Xue reluctantly put it away.

When I lay in bed at night, I really couldn't sleep.

She was thinking in her mind that in the vast land of Northeast China, Haizi's back, lonely and sad, walking on the melting snow, gradually going away, was really heartbreaking.

However, more than ten kilometers away from Gong Xue’s dormitory, from a mysterious red brick building, bursts of cheers and surprise were heard.

"Sold! Director Liu, all the soybean futures we hold have been sold."

"Incredible! We made money. We really made money, and a lot of money!"

"Quickly calculate, how much money did you make in total?"

“The last soybean futures contract was sold at $9.30.

We initially invested $10 million and later invested another $20 million.

According to a rough estimate, the final principal plus profit reached 180 million US dollars, which is a five-fold profit, or 150 million US dollars.

"Oh my God! There are only a dozen of us, and in less than a month, we have earned 150 million US dollars?"

"Our country's total foreign exchange reserves this year are less than 1 billion US dollars! We have earned 150 million US dollars..."

These cadres, who had been staying up all night for almost a month, were really excited at this moment. With panda eyes, they reported the final summary of the data to Director Liu Hongru and the expert group.

"I can't believe it! No wonder so many people abroad speculate in stocks and buy futures. It turns out that working in finance is really so profitable!"

Director Liu Hongru also said with a happy face.

But Professor Li still had to remind him: "Director Liu, it's easy to make money in finance, but it's also just a matter of a moment to lose money.

The money we earn is actually the money of American investors who lost money in the futures market.

Besides, haven’t we put the 500 million in our pockets yet?

Following the instructions of Comrade Lin Huowang and the leader's direction, all soybean futures have now been shorted.

If soybean futures prices rise again, we may lose all our money again.”

Professor Wu was more optimistic. He smiled and said, "Professor Li, I don't think you need to worry about this. The market is selling soybean futures contracts now. I think it must be the Hunt brothers behind it who are making efforts.

The short positions we bought have now started to make profits.

As long as the price continues to fall, it won’t be a problem for us to double our short position of 500 million US dollars…”

Ding-a-ling…

At this time, the chief's office called, and the secretary Xiao Liu conveyed the old man's congratulations on their achievements, and encouraged them to keep up the good work and achieve greater success in the next short position game.

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