Reborn, back to a small county town to become a wealthy family

Chapter 688: Not So Happy All of a sudden
In less than 5 minutes, the price of crude oil soared to 87.43 million yuan per barrel.

After that, it began to fluctuate sideways.

No one knows whether the next trend will continue to rise or plummet.

Everyone in the trading room looked at Luo Yang.

The previous purchase price was 85.68 million US dollars. If the delivery is made now, the floating profit per barrel will be about 1.8 million US dollars. A total of 21 accounts were used this time, and each account bought 1000 lots, which adds up to 21000 lots. After conversion, the profit exceeded 3780 million US dollars.

In half an hour, with a capital of 1.03 million yuan, he earned 3780 million yuan, with a profit of more than 35%!

What are you waiting for?
Luo Yang was still fighting with himself in his heart.

Unlike others, he does not infer cause and effect based on known results, so he believes that the price of crude oil is likely to return to the opening number today.

It may even turn around and break through the 90 million yuan mark.

This is no longer a question of betting on a price increase of 1 million yuan per barrel, but a bet on whether your guess is correct.

If other people knew about this, they would definitely call him a lunatic.

The floating profit has already reached about 1.8 million yuan per barrel. If we continue to gamble and speculate, from an investment perspective, the risks and benefits are completely disproportionate.

So, do you want to gamble or not?
As time passed, the price of crude oil on the market even fell back slightly, to around 87.11.

Even though it was only a drop of 30 Mifen, Luo Yang lost 630 million Mifen yuan in profit during the ten minutes of hesitation.

Zhao Pengcheng, the only one who could speak, opened his mouth several times and swallowed his words back.

"Xiao Chu, go to my office and bring the cigarettes over."

Chu Jing first glanced at the electronic display screen on the wall, then turned and left.

"Mr. Luo, isn't it important to lock in profits when trading short-term futures?"

The previous silent atmosphere was broken by Luo Yang, and Dong Xuan tried to ask: "Do you think the price of crude oil will continue to rise?"

"The funds behind this are likely to induce short selling."

Luo Yang was actually more nervous than anyone else, but at this time he could only keep his mouth shut.

He analyzed calmly, "The previous rapid decline wiped out a lot of small institutions and hot money. The sideways trend for more than half an hour gave them time to prepare additional funds to enter the market, and then turned around and pulled out a positive line. This operation should have been guessed by many people, such as me. Now the sideways adjustment is everyone's bet on whether the price will rise or plummet."

"Mr. Luo bets that the price will continue to rise?"

Dong Xuan understood: "So the slight drop at this moment is to lure market funds to short sell?"

"From a macro-trend perspective, the overall decline in crude oil prices is unstoppable due to geopolitical factors."

Zhao Pengcheng also interrupted at this time: "But the current price fluctuations should have little to do with other external factors. It is entirely the funds behind the operation, which is a technical reason."

"That is to say."

Dong Xuan thought for a moment before saying, "Now everyone is betting on who can keep pace with the capital behind the operation?"

"That's not wrong."

As Luo Yang spoke, he took the cigarette from Chu Jing who had returned, lit it, and then continued, "To be more precise, whether the price will rise or fall next depends on where the hot money and small and medium-sized institutions place more bets."

The capital behind this is trying to reap the profits.

Cut the side with more leeks.

Can you do this?

Dong Xuan and Chu Jing both opened their eyes wide. After investing 1 million yuan and using 80 times leverage, can they still not escape the fate of being ridiculed?

Reality tells them that, yes, in the international crude oil futures market, 80 billion is also a waste of money.

Just as the two women were surprised, the candlestick chart on the electronic display began to fluctuate.
After a correction of 34 minutes, crude oil prices once again pulled out a slightly steep positive line.

87.07-87.45-87.71
There was a burst of exclamations in the trading room.

"Keep an eye on the market and be ready to make transactions at any time"

At this moment, Luo Yang forgot that he was still smoking a cigarette, and his attention was completely attracted by the fluctuations in crude oil prices on the big screen.

The frequency of blinking has even decreased a lot.

Dong Xuan and Chu Jing, who were standing beside him, clenched their fists, and seemed even more nervous than Luo Yang, who was making the decision.

In their nervousness, they kept muttering, "It's 88.67, we can sell it now, 88.92, sell it quickly!"

“89.52, clear all positions!”

Luo Yang's voice suddenly rang out in the trading room.

Even he had some tremors in his voice when issuing commands at this moment, but everyone was more nervous than him and didn't pay any attention to it.

After the command was issued, there was a slight pause of half a second, followed by a crackling sound of keyboard typing.

Fortunately, the price was still rising during the time when the traders paused, so the delivery of the 21000 lots of crude oil purchased previously was not affected, and all of them were sold at the price of 89.52 million yuan per barrel.

The price was 85.68 million yuan/barrel when buying and 89.52 million yuan/barrel when selling.

The floating profit per barrel of crude oil was 3.84 million US dollars, 21000 lots, and the total profit was 8064 million US dollars, with a profit rate of nearly 80%.

According to the agreement signed when this fund product was launched, even if Luo Yang stopped now, he would be able to meet the terms of the agreement for a maximum return of 50%, and would also bring Gray Rhino nearly 3000 million yuan in profits.

This does not include the 4% management fee.

"Boss Zhao, each trader tonight will receive a 2 yuan bonus, which will be paid out tomorrow!"

Luo Yang suppressed his excitement and told Zhao Pengcheng: "That's it for tonight. You arrange for people to take turns watching the market, and the rest of you can go back and rest."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards his office.

There was a cheer from behind.

After returning to the office, Luo Yang collapsed on the sofa.

It was only then that I realized that my muscles were sore all over.

It turned out that I had been standing in the trading room for more than an hour without realizing it.

"boss"

Chu Jing, who followed in, had flushed cheeks, more excited than the trader who won a 2 yuan bonus outside: "In just over an hour, the profit exceeded 8000 million yuan. Boss, you are simply a god in the international futures market!"

"Don't get excited, come and help me press it."

Luo Yang lazily ordered: "I sat down and realized that I was almost disabled. I just stood there for more than an hour without moving. How did those square infantrymen participating in the National Day parade persist during training?"

"It's better if you don't say it."

Dong Xuan also collapsed on the sofa: "I didn't feel it when I was looking at the market before, but now that I'm relaxed, I feel sore all over."

She didn't care about her image at this moment. After sitting down, her high heels fell off, and her long legs wrapped in black stockings were placed on the coffee table.

"Hey, I'm so sour."

"What do you mean?"

Dong Xuan, who originally had lifeless eyes, suddenly widened her eyes: "Where am I sour? It doesn't taste good at all, okay?"

As he spoke, he made as if he was going to stand up and walk over to let Luo Yang smell it.

"Did you drive here yourself?"

Luo Yang suddenly became serious: "It's getting late, how are we going to get home later?"

"Humph, since you helped me earn 100 million Mi Yuan, I won't bother with you tonight!"

Dong Xuan raised her butt and put it down again, lying on the sofa in a lazy look.

She looked at the time on the electronic display outside: "It's almost two in the morning now. It will be almost three when I get home. I'll take a shower and go to bed. I guess I'll have to get up again soon after I close my eyes. I might as well have a cup of tea here. Anyway, I got off work early today and I've already made up for my sleep at home."

"I can't stand you."

Luo Yang curled his lips and said, "I just flew back from the capital this afternoon. I spent one-third of today either in the car or on the plane."

"Mr. Luo, you are only in your early twenties."

Dong Xuan glanced at Luo Yang and asked, "Is he weak?"

This cannot be tolerated.

Luo Yang glanced at Dong Xuan, then counterattacked: "There's plenty of time tonight, how about you try to see if I'm weak?"

"Haha." Dong Xuan showed no fear at all: "Boss Luo, are your muscles not sore anymore?"

"Even if I only have half of my health left, you still can't handle it."

Luo Yang retorted: "Dong Xing, don't forget that I'm only 22 years old. Men of this age have too much energy and nowhere to vent it. They will howl for no reason."

"Pfft!"

Before Dong Xuan could reply, Chu Jing couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She has only graduated from college a few years ago, but she still remembers things on campus.

Taking a cold shower in the middle of winter and banging your chest for no reason. Those boys who have a lot of energy but nowhere to vent it can complain about everything.

Her laughter immediately attracted the attention of two people.

Chu Jing quickly covered her mouth and obediently helped her boss massage his shoulders.

"Do you have time in the next few days?"

Chu Jing interrupted the bickering and got the topic back on track: "I asked you to have a quick meal with Assistant Chu last week."

"It would be best if it were just these two days."

Luo Yang thought for a moment and said, "I didn't go back to Yang City this weekend. I have to go back a day or two earlier this week, otherwise there will be a lot of backlogged documents that no one will deal with, which will delay things."

"Isn't it?"

Dong Xuan pointed to the trading room outside in surprise: "Have you been able to leave here recently?"

“So it’s important to do it as soon as possible.”

There is no trading over the weekend, so Luo Yang plans to go back this Thursday and come back on Sunday night. Next Monday is the 17th, and he can start focusing all his energy on the US crude oil futures market.

"Okay then, let's make an appointment for tomorrow night, okay?"

Dong Xuan said seriously, "Combining this trip tonight, I understand that your profit in the US crude oil futures market will not be low. When this round of transactions is over, you should have enough money to buy the headquarters building, so you must hurry up and reach an agreement with Assistant Chu on this matter."

"Have you already discussed it with Chu Xinyao?"

Luo Yang had no objection to Dong Xuan's appointment for tomorrow night. His focus was on discussing the acquisition of the headquarters building: "Is it just the two of you and me tomorrow night, or have you made appointments with other people?"

"It'll just be the three of us tomorrow night."

Dong Xuan continued without pausing, "You and Assistant Chu are discussing the bank's debt restructuring. As for the conditions offered by the developer, we can help arrange an appointment, but you need to negotiate the specific price."

"tsk"

Luo Yang twisted his shoulders and couldn't help but complain: "A lot of crap!"

He still remembered that he had a dinner date with Fu Bin this week because Jin Chenyang from Yang City was coming over and Luo Yang had to talk to Boss Jin about the demolition and replacement of the villa.

Call and ask tomorrow morning, don't crowd into one evening.

"How can you not be busy as the boss of such a large group of companies?"

Dong Xuan said disapprovingly: "I know several bosses whose assets are less than one-third of yours, but they always have endless drinking and endless business trips. They are busy all year round and often work overtime at night. They start to lose their hair in their early forties. What you have now is considered an easy life."

“Sometimes I think, why do we make money?”

Luo Yang sighed and said, "For example, if I stop now, even if I keep the status quo, the money I have is enough for me to live a carefree life. But when I think about the future when the group company becomes bigger and I will be even busier than now, I don't have much motivation."

"Tsk, just be hypocritical."

Dong Xuan sneered, "You have billions of cash in your hands. If you don't have a business, can you keep it?"

Luo Yang stopped talking.

"If your family has a good background, or your parents' connections are still there, you can live a carefree life like this."

Dong Xuan continued, "The problem is that you started from scratch, without any foundation, just like those people who were relocated, and in the end..."

"Being hunted?"

Luo Yang laughed at himself: "Well, it seems that we still have to make it bigger and stronger!"

"You're not just full by yourself now."

Dong Xuan looked at Luo Yang seriously and said, "From what I know, your company employs at least several thousand people, which means that thousands of families rely on your salary to support their lives. This is the social responsibility of an entrepreneur, and you can't avoid it."

"Yeah, we can't escape."

Luo Yang smacked his lips and said, "I have begun to feel that the money is not mine. I am just helping this society manage it."

“That’s because your company hasn’t gone public yet.”

Dong Xuan understood Luo Yang's feelings: "When you have two or three listed companies under your name in the future, this feeling will be very strong."

The office suddenly became quiet.

"hehe."

After a long while, Luo Yang suddenly laughed, breaking the somewhat dull atmosphere.

"Anyway, I at least have the right to distribute."

Luo Yang gestured to the trading room outside with his eyes: "For example, the 2 bonus I just promised can improve their lives to some extent."

"Speaking of distribution."

Dong Xuan looked at Luo Yang with a smile and said, "Mr. Luo is generous to beautiful women, right?"

"I don't brag about myself like that."

"cluck"

Just as Dong Xuan was laughing happily, Zhao Pengcheng walked in.

"Chairman, would you like to order some midnight snacks?"

"No, I'll be leaving soon."

Luo Yang waved his hand and said, "Is everything arranged outside?"

"I arranged two groups of people, two in each group, to supervise each other and take turns watching the market."

Zhao Pengcheng replied: "These people who are assigned to watch the market will be randomly formed into teams."

"This method is good and can become a fixed system of the company in the future."

Luo Yang nodded and said, "Sit down and smoke a cigarette. It'll be over when you're done."

Zhao Pengcheng sat down as he was told and lit a cigarette.

"We were talking about distribution just now."

Luo Yang smiled and pointed at Chu Jing who was standing behind him: "Don't forget to give her a share of the bonus."

"Why didn't I?"

Dong Xuan protested: "Whoever sees it gets a share."

"You are a bank president after all, why do you still care about a mere 2 yuan?"

"Why is it just a small amount of money?"

Dong Xuan glared and said, "My basic salary is only over 3 yuan. Your bonus tonight is equivalent to more than half a month's salary for me."

"Haha, why didn't you mention the 100 million mi yuan you made from investing?"

Luo Yang smiled and said, "I haven't asked you to treat me yet."

“How could I have made 100 million?”

Dong Xuan muttered: "My 200 million was borrowed as a bridge loan, with an interest rate of 15%."

"Do you regret borrowing too little now?"

Luo Yang teased her cheerfully.

Dong Xuan's expression instantly fell. Yes, why didn't she borrow a few million more at that time?

Suddenly I wasn't so happy anymore.

(End of this chapter)