After the gala, Ge Weidong's Chaos Tiancheng Futures Company raised over 10 billion yuan to prepare for a counterattack against foreign capital.
The next morning at nine o'clock, the sky was covered with dark clouds, accompanied by flashes of lightning and thunder.
July weather is like a capricious girlfriend, changing her mood in an instant. Before long, it started to rain heavily.
In the studio of Chaos Tiancheng Futures Company in Shanghai, Ge Weidong and Chen Ze stood side by side by the window, watching the torrential rain pouring down outside.
"Splash! Splash!"
The heavy rain made a crisp sound as it hit the glass.
"Do you think we'll win this time?" Ge Weidong asked.
Although many cotton tycoons value him and have high expectations for him, to be honest, Ge Weidong is under tremendous pressure.
Though outwardly calm, he was actually worried. So many people had entrusted him with their money, and if this counterattack failed, he and Chen Ze would be disgraced, especially Ge Weidong.
Chen Ze did not answer Ge Weidong's question immediately. Instead, he recalled his memories from his previous life. He remembered that the cotton futures incident had shocked everyone in the industry across the country. Financial news even reported on the incident, saying that the victory was a close one, which was enough to prove that the opponent was a tough guy.
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Meanwhile, on the other side of the ocean in the United States, the lights outside were bright. Inside the villa, the boss, Claude, sat in his office chair, holding a glass of red wine in his left hand and a cigar in his right, looking relaxed and carefree.
Two soft little hands were massaging his shoulders.
A moment later, Claude put down his wine glass and cigar, picked up the cell phone on the table, and made an overseas call.
In a quiet room in an office building in China, the phone suddenly rang, breaking the silence.
Jess quickly picked up the phone, pressed the answer button, and Claude's deep and firm voice came from the other end:
"Let's begin, Jess! It's time to show your exceptional skills. This shorting of Chinese cotton futures is a crucial mission, and I have high hopes for you. I hope you won't let me down."
Although Claude's tone was calm, the pressure and expectation it conveyed were unmistakable. Jess took a deep breath and replied confidently, "Don't worry, boss! Just you wait and see, we'll definitely return victorious!"
After hanging up the phone, Jess turned to face the three traders in the room. In the instant their eyes met, they all understood each other's determination and confidence.
Jess decisively issued the order: "Guys, let's get started! Money is just ahead waiting for us to collect, and those beautiful ladies are also looking forward to your pampering."
As soon as Jess finished speaking, the room became bustling with activity.
The three traders quickly sat down at their respective computers, their fingers flying across the keyboards, producing crisp, clear sounds. Apart from the tapping of the keyboards, there was no other noise in the room.
Their goal is to establish a short position in the 1301 cotton contract, where cotton is currently priced at [price per ton], a drop of 700 yuan per ton compared to yesterday. This price movement presents them with a significant profit opportunity.
As a large number of short positions flooded the market, cotton futures prices began to show a clear downward trend. The numbers on the screen kept changing, and each change represented an increase or decrease in wealth.
The traders stared intently at the screen, not daring to relax for a moment, knowing that the success or failure of this trade was related to their reputation and bonuses.
At the same moment, inside the Chaos Tiancheng Futures Company in Shanghai, Chen Ze snapped out of his daze, his gaze fixed on Ge Weidong, his eyes firm and resolute.
"We will definitely win!"
Chen Ze said firmly, "China's rise is unstoppable. The United States, those greedy parasites, see us growing stronger and try to take a piece of our flesh. But this time, we will never let them succeed. We will make Louis Dafoe break his teeth and slink back in disgrace."
Ge Weidong took a deep breath, his eyes instantly becoming incredibly resolute. His gaze met Chen Ze's, as if they saw a shared belief and goal in each other's eyes.
Without hesitation, they quickly turned around and returned to the trading room.
Upon entering the room, a tense atmosphere immediately enveloped us.
They stared intently at the computer screen, where cotton futures prices were steadily declining. Each fluctuation felt like a hammer blow to their hearts, making their nerves increasingly tense.
However, Chen Ze and Ge Weidong were not swayed by this tension.
They calmly observed the market changes and soon discovered that foreign capital had begun to establish short positions in the 1301 cotton contract.
"Hmph, they came pretty quickly." Chen Ze sneered, seemingly having anticipated this situation.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Ze and Ge Weidong did not hesitate to lead their team in a counterattack.
They quickly established a large number of long positions on the same contracts, engaging in a thrilling battle with foreign investors.
For a time, cotton futures prices were like a roller coaster, first falling sharply and then rising rapidly driven by long positions.
The two sides traded blows back and forth, neither willing to give way, causing cotton futures prices to fluctuate wildly, sometimes surging like a raging storm, and sometimes as calm as still water, leaving one breathless.
The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, with dense raindrops hitting the windowpane and making a pattering sound.
Meanwhile, Louis Dafoe's Jess frowned slightly as he watched the price changes on the screen, but remained confident.
He firmly believed that with their funds and strategies, they could definitely cause Chinese cotton futures prices to plummet.
The duel between the two sides has only just begun, and it remains to be seen who will emerge victorious in this fierce contest.
Until the stock market closed in the afternoon, cotton futures prices remained at [price] yuan, with the bears having a slight advantage.
Chen Ze stood up from his computer, stretched, and realized he was exhausted from sitting for several hours.
He walked up to Ge Weidong's computer desk and said, "Mr. Ge, today's battle is over. I have some important business to attend to at my company, so I'll head back now."
Ge Weidong stood up and shook hands with Chen Ze, smiling kindly, "Mr. Chen, why don't you have a meal before you leave? There's no rush. You have to work and eat, you can lose money but you can't lose your health."
Chen Ze waved his hand and refused, saying, "No, I'm in a hurry. I'll just grab a meal on the plane."
Seeing Chen Ze's insistence, he decided not to keep him any longer. So, he spoke again and said, "Alright, I'll have the driver take you to the airport."
After saying that, Ge Weidong escorted him to the company building and then arranged for a convoy to take Chen Ze to the airport.
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