How much available funding do we have?
George had just finished speaking when he muttered to himself.
"No, no, we definitely don't have enough funds. If the islanders' goal is to lure us into a duel near the 63rd Antenna, we'll be the ones on the defensive."
"George, what are you muttering about?"
This is why Robertson didn't think much of George.
She's such a good pretender; she likes to keep things to herself and never shares them.
When he finally shares it, you'll find that he's already stuffed the big head into his arms.
All that's left for you is scraps, and you'll also have to pay and put in the effort.
In short, this guy doesn't look like a good person at all!
George quickly wiped his mouth with a tissue and said urgently.
"Let's go back quickly. I have a feeling something big is going to happen."
"If possible, I'd like to reduce my position..."
Are you crazy?
Before George could finish speaking, the other hedge fund managers stared at him as if he were an idiot.
at this time.
The main index is only 300 points away from the 63-day moving average.
In other words, as long as the price breaks below this support line, they won't need to exert any further effort; those following funds will desperately try to dump the stock.
At that time, money will flood into your pockets like a tidal wave, and the profits you earn will be in the hundreds of millions.
Some of them could even imagine the memorable moments when they were praised by investors.
At that time, they will not only receive high dividends, but also gain great prestige in the industry.
With fame and fortune within reach, how could they possibly give it up at this point?
Only an idiot would do that!
Besides, these are all scenes that George imagined.
What is the real situation?
The bulls were forced into a series of defeats.
On the side.
Like other hedge fund managers, Dalio was skeptical of George's assessment.
That being said, he was also very clear about it.
If George chooses to reduce his holdings, it will inevitably put enormous financial pressure on the team.
When short sellers turn into long sellers, the short positions they reduce must be absorbed by them.
“George, what you’re saying is only a possibility.”
How confident are you that it will definitely happen?
"this......"
George frowned deeply; he really wasn't sure.
If that really happens, it won't be about reducing positions, but about completely liquidating them.
At worst, they would hedge their profits and then look for other solutions.
Seeing George hesitate, Dario pressed his advantage and continued.
"George, how about we each take a step back?"
"If the situation you described really happens, the bulls will launch a fierce counterattack near the 63-day moving average."
"Then we should make a decisive move to reduce our position to a manageable level, and then wait for the right opportunity to act."
"If not, wouldn't we be missing out on such a great opportunity?"
George nodded; Dario's words were quite reasonable.
It would be a real shame to miss this opportunity because of my own reasons.
Robertson did the same; he didn't say anything on the surface, but he was also wary in his heart.
......
At 11:30 sharp, the midday session begins.
During the one-and-a-half-hour lunch break, the bearish sentiment in the market did not ease.
After the market opened, the index continued to decline.
point.
point.
point.
In just a few minutes, the market index dropped 140 points.
at the same time.
Inside a room.
"Yes!"
"Look, come and see, guys, what goodies I've prepared for you all!"
A hedge fund manager held up a glass of champagne above his head to show it to the crowd.
Champagne!
Everyone's eyes lit up, and someone said enthusiastically.
"Israel, man, you're amazing!"
"Haha, are you all ready?"
Bang!
With a crisp click, the champagne bottle cap was opened.
Ignoring the spilled drinks, Israel poured a glass for each person in turn with the help of his assistant.
"Guys, victory is within reach. Cheers to our impending triumph!"
"cheers!"
"cheers!"
Just as everyone was raising their glasses in celebration, the market index fell another 50 points and then fluctuated between - and -.
I saw this!
George looked a little embarrassed.
In the afternoon session alone, the island nation's stock index fell by 190 points.
If everyone had actually followed his suggestion to reduce their holdings, they probably wouldn't have made so much profit.
At this moment.
Robertson came over and offered words of comfort.
"Don't take it to heart. Perhaps it was my cautious attitude that aroused your suspicion."
Upon hearing this, George gave a wry smile.
Perhaps Robertson was right.
It was his attitude that triggered my overreaction.
I'd rather miss out than be stuck with something.
On the other side.
The interior of the large apartment.
Everyone stared intently at the computer screen.
"Boss, it's already been ordered."
At this point, there was less than 75 points of space between the 63-line antenna that Chen Dong had drawn for everyone.
"As instructed in the morning session, buy back all the stocks that were previously shorted."
"Yes, boss!"
After Chen Dong finished speaking, he looked at the computer screen in front of Wangcai.
Compared to stocks, stock index futures are the real money.
“Wangcai, don’t wait any longer. At the current rate of decline, it will soon reach the vicinity of the 63-day moving average. If you really want to close your position there, there may not be that many opposing positions.”
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