Chapter 671: Set a Small Goal First
《The following is purely fictional, please don’t complain, thank you!!!》
“Where did this come from?”
“Are you crazy to be shorting now?”
“Could it be a fund in North America?”
“Are the big players from North America entering the market?”
“Is the stock market really going to crash?”
This operation left many investors who were paying attention to the Hong Kong stock market scratching their heads. They placed the main suspicion on the North American fund giant, but they did not expect to find the mysterious mainland tycoon who threatened to reduce the market value of China-Hong Kong Press by half.
After all, shorting China Hong Kong Press alone is much easier than shorting the Hang Seng Index.
The first day of trading this week ended with the Hang Seng Index rising 120 points.
On Tuesday, less than half an hour after the Hong Kong stock market opened, the Hang Seng Index broke through 31,000 points in one go, driving the entire market to a profit, and countless investors cheered.
On Wednesday, two hours after the Hong Kong stock market opened, the Hang Seng Index reached an all-time high of 31,200 points.
"Throw it down for me."
As soon as the market opened in the afternoon, looking at the tense Hang Seng Index, Lu Xiangrong snorted coldly, and the twenty or so operators in the room who were on high alert quickly executed their actions.
“It’s time.”
In a luxurious operation room, a young blond woman put down her cell phone and gave short-selling instructions to the operators in the room.
A large amount of funds, with several times leverage, smashed through the Hang Seng Index, which was unable to continue.
The Hang Seng Index fell sharply from 31,223 points, directly falling below the 31,000 mark.
"When the Hang Seng Index drops, dump them all."
"Smash it for me, smash it hard."
"The bosses are moving, let's follow them and smash them."
"I heard that North America has taken action."
"So what are you waiting for? Go ahead and smash it."
Ten years later, countless investors will never forget this scene.
During that half day, the Hang Seng Index slowly rose to its historical high of 31,223 points, but fell below the 30,000 point mark within an hour of the afternoon trading.
At the Hong Kong Stock Exchange Center, there were cries of grief one after another.
"Okay, start shorting the China-Hong Kong Press. From the 11th to the 20th, 20 million per person, 5 times leverage."
Looking at the continuously declining Hang Seng Index, Lu Xiangrong breathed a sigh of relief and aimed at the real target.
With many big players entering the market to provide cover, it is time to complete the tasks assigned by the employer.
Making money from shorting the Hang Seng Index is not her goal. Her somewhat difficult task is to reduce the market value of China Hong Kong Press by half.
Otherwise, even if she earned several times more money for her employer, it would damage her reputation.
"Good, keep up the good work."
After receiving the good news call from the short-haired genius girl, Zhou Anan, who was operating the swordsman game account to fight monsters, replied calmly.
Everything happened just as he expected. As the TX stock price started to fall, the Hong Kong stock market finally entered a downward trend after holding on for two days.
It is said that numerous big players have entered the market and the Hang Seng Index, which was once at its peak, has been unable to recover.
However, in just one afternoon, the company went from a loss of 30 million to a profit of 100 million. After hanging up the phone, Zhou Anan's heartbeat still accelerated.
He didn't expect that in just three trading days, he would lose 30 million of the 1 billion he borrowed, an average of 10 million a day.
Sure enough, it was wise of him not to look at those fluctuating numbers.
It’s too stimulating and can easily lead to heart disease.
"What's so happy about?"
There was a knock on the office door. Shi Mingxia, who had just returned from school, noticed the smile on her boyfriend's lips and couldn't help but ask.
"I thought about a previous investment and made some money."
Pulling his girlfriend into his arms, Zhou Anan's hands and feet began to become restless with excitement.
His girlfriend went to Haizhou Foreign Language School for an internship, but he was bored and played games for a long time, and he felt a little nervous.
It was hard for Zhou Anan to imagine how those otakus in their previous lives were able to calmly sit there and play games, ignoring the grumbling of their beautiful girlfriends in bed.
"How about I treat you to some Shaxian snacks?"
Hugging her boyfriend's neck, Shi Mingxia said with a sweet smile.
"No, at least go to Cross-Strait Coffee."
"That's a bit expensive, how about going to KFC?"
"If you agree to one of my requests, I will treat you to a feast at Blue Sky Cafe."
"What?"
"that is."
"Bad guy."
“.”
After four days of idleness, Zhou Anan, who was sitting in the Qinglan Coffee flagship store and ordering a cup of coffee, felt that she couldn't spend her days in such a muddle and had to find something to do.
Counting the industries under my control that need my attention, well, the Audi 4S store that opened recently seems to be developing well.
After 32 cars were sold on the first day, about 20 Audi cars were sold every day. The cars originally prepared in the garage were sold out in just two days, which shows the demand for luxury cars among Lizhou citizens.
With such sales performance, Zhou Anan doesn't need to worry about anything.
But apart from this, the other companies have been running smoothly for a long time and do not require his intervention at all.
Even in the training department, which had a lot of complicated affairs, there were very few things that needed his attention after getting on track, and most of them were resolved by the branch head.
Suddenly, Zhou Anan found that his goal of making money while lying down seemed to be about to be achieved.
But, he couldn't be happy at all.
Why?
"Wow, Zhou Anan, you are so proud."
When Zhou Anan was feeling depressed, he muttered to himself and took a sip of coffee to clear his mind.
He has not yet reached the point where he can live off his wealth. He has not made any money from next year's real estate boom.
It seems that these are all artificial problems.
Thinking of the 300 million in cash in his ICBC card, Zhou Anan decided to set a small goal first. He would invest 200 million of it in real estate in Lizhou and earn two or three times the return.
Zhou Anan did what she said. She immediately called Liao Cheng in Lizhou and asked him to make a comprehensive statistics of the existing advantageous houses. After returning to Lizhou, she would start to select troops and clear out houses.
"Lei's father fled the country, Rao Jiangmei admitted all the charges and committed suicide in the detention center. Lei Dacheng's sentence may not be too long."
Just when Zhou Anan set a small goal, her cell phone rang. When she picked up the call, she heard some not-so-good news.
He didn't expect that Ms. Rao, who had met him a few times, would be so decisive and cruel to herself.
However, Zhou Anan couldn't figure out the conflicts of interest, nor did she want to waste her brain trying to guess.
For a moment, Zhou Anan remembered the scenes in many prison movies and asked someone to deal with the second generation Lei in there.
However, this thought was quickly suppressed by Zhou Anan.
As a human being, you must have a bottom line.
If you can avoid doing something illegal, don't do it.
What's more, he now has bodyguards by his side, so he doesn't need to be too wary of this second-generation whose family is broken up.
The most important thing is that if Father Lei escapes from the country and kills everyone in Radar City, it will easily lead to the other party being destroyed.
Many novels and TV dramas contain assassination scenes.
It’s not cost-effective. It’s not cost-effective.
Could it be that all this was part of Ms. Rao’s plan?
When the idea of nibbling the grass completely was extinguished, Zhou Anan was shocked and felt that he seemed to have been tricked.
Perhaps he was overthinking it, perhaps because he had read too many novels in his previous life.
"Brother Xia, thank you for your hard work."
Without saying much, Zhou Anan knew that Captain Xia had done his best.
After all, even the second young master Gu from Hangzhou has come forward, and a criminal police captain can't change anything.
After putting down the phone, the ambition aroused by setting small goals was slightly dampened.
On Saturday noon, Zhou Anan returned to Lizhou directly from Lucheng and met Liao Cheng who had been waiting for a long time.
(End of this chapter)
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