I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 454 When the Americans sneeze, it's like a torrential downpour in China.
This morning, as soon as I woke up, I habitually browsed the news and saw a piece of news that frustrated me: US soybeans surged last night!
What will be the trend of domestic soybean and soybean meal prices?

Could it be that they also get up at the crack of dawn to practice martial arts?

However, the price of the main domestic soybean meal futures contract has already risen sharply. Will the bulls take profits and sell off their holdings while the overseas market is performing well?
If that's the case, it would be a good thing for him to short sell!
This means that the contract price will not rise much.

With this feeling of unease, Wang Decai drove to the Futures Building, parked his car in the real estate parking lot, and was about to take the elevator when he suddenly heard someone calling out to him.

"Good morning, Mr. Wang!"

He turned around and saw that it was Mr. Zhang, whom he knew, getting out of an Audi.

"Good morning, Mr. Zhang." Wang Decai stopped and forced a smile.

"Mr. Wang, you don't look well. Didn't you sleep well last night?" Mr. Zhang asked with concern.

Of course I didn't get enough rest!

Last night before going to bed, I specifically checked the US soybean futures contract and noticed some unusual activity in the market, with prices showing an upward trend. I felt a bit uneasy while sleeping that night, and then I woke up this morning to news of a big surge in US soybean prices. How could I possibly be happy?
However, in front of Mr. Zhang, whom he was not very familiar with, Wang Decai was unwilling to express his true feelings and replied perfunctorily, "The weather has been too hot and humid these past few days."

"Yeah, this awful weather! Why is the rainy season so long this year?!" Mr. Zhang cursed.

The two entered the elevator and slowly moved upwards.

"Mr. Wang, I heard you're also trading futures. Did you watch the US market last night? All kinds of agricultural futures surged! Especially soybeans! It's insane!" Mr. Zhang chatted casually.

"What? Mr. Zhang, you're stir-frying soybeans?" Wang Decai asked curiously.

"No, no, my business is so small, how could I dare to trade American futures? It's good enough if I just play around with them domestically," Mr. Zhang said.

"I don't trade US futures either, just dabbling in China like you do," Wang Decai replied, then tentatively asked, "Mr. Zhang, since you're so concerned about US agricultural commodity trends, do you also trade agricultural commodities in China?"

"Yes, these domestic agricultural futures markets, such as soybeans, soybean meal, cotton, and sugar, are too closely following the international markets, especially the US market. If the US sneezes, it's like a torrential downpour in China. These major players are simply incompetent!"

Mr. Zhang couldn't help but start complaining.

"You're right, they're opportunists, they have no backbone!" Wang Decai felt a bit irritated as he thought about the upcoming soybean meal futures market.

Damn it, can't you just break out of the market and create your own independent trend?
Just like the A-shares, US stocks, Japanese stocks and other overseas stock markets have all surged, but this other stock market hasn't risen at all during this period!

I'll make you bulls furious!

The two chatted casually until the elevator stopped on the 12th floor. Wang Decai opened the door, greeted someone, and stepped out of the elevator into his workspace.

Assistant Wang Ru has arrived and cleaned the studio spotless.

"Good morning, Mr. Wang!" the girl greeted quickly.

Looking at the girl's somewhat innocent smile, Wang Decai couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

What a carefree age!

"Good morning," Wang Decai replied, sitting down at his desk, sipping the tea Wang Ru had brewed, and turning on his computer to browse the Sina.com forum.

In the futures trading section, netizens are discussing the surge in US soybean prices last night and the future trends of domestic soybeans and soybean meal today.

"No need to think about it, it's definitely going to surge! Soybeans have always followed the lead of US soybeans!"

"Great rise! Hehe, I'm going to make a fortune!"

"I predict that soybeans and soybean meal will both open at their daily limit today!"

Looking at these posts, Wang Decai's mood worsened, so he simply closed the page to avoid seeing them.

But the futures market cannot be shut down.

At 9:30, the futures market opened, and just as Wang Decai had feared, soybean meal futures opened sharply higher!

shit
I'm trapped!
One lot lost nearly 200 points; buying 10,000 lots would mean a loss of over 2 million!

Should he close the position immediately? Wang Decai lit a cigarette, his brows furrowed. The scene of him flipping a coin four times in a row when he was opening a position a while ago came back to his mind.

However, I've never been able to get it right when flipping a coin.

Otherwise, wait a little longer?

He firmly believed in his judgment: soybean meal prices could not possibly rise any further!
Thinking of this, he took a deep drag on a cigarette, shoved the butt into the ashtray, and suddenly stood up.

"Wang Ru!"

"Mr. Wang?" the girl quickly replied.

"You stay in the office today. I'm going out to relax and play some golf."

"Yes, Mr. Wang."

The girl agreed, but felt a little strange.

Although Wang Decai never let her manage the trading, after working there for more than a year, she had come to understand the rules of the futures game to some extent.

The boss shorted soybean meal futures, and even though the price went up, he lost money. How could he have the mind to play golf?

Of course, these are questions you can't ask.

Wang Decai went downstairs and drove to the Binhai Golf Club in Nanhui Binhai, while Fang Qingye also drove from Nanxin to Shanghai.

Tonight, Shi Guangrong is celebrating his baby son's one-month birthday, and I'm going to attend.

I went to the bank in the morning to sit for a while and arrange some work. Then I asked Yue Kai to drive straight to Shanghai. This time, of course, he drove alone.

I originally wanted to bring white lotus root with me, but unfortunately my daughter was too busy at work to take time off, so I had to give up.

Just as I entered the city, I received a call from Shi Guangrong: "Qingye, have you arrived yet?"

"We're almost in the city. Don't worry, I'll be there on time."

"Lin Guangmao and the others have arrived and are asking when you can come," Shi Guangrong said on the phone.

"Huh? Why are you targeting me again? I can't drink," Fang Qingye said.

"Aoba, don't be afraid. I can't hold my liquor either, at most half a jin, far inferior to Haitang and the others." The person on the other end of the line spoke in standard Beijing dialect, as if from the voice of Rin Mitsuaki.

"Half a jin?! Don't scare me, or I'll run away right now," Fang Qingye laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Of course, I was just kidding.

The full moon celebration for Shi Guangrong's son was held in the Peace Hall on the eighth floor of the Peace Hotel. The hall is a typical Baroque building. As soon as he went upstairs, a girl greeted him: "Brother Fang, please sit here."

She is Shi Guangrong's cousin, Shi Mei, who also graduated with a master's degree from East China University of Political Science and Law and is said to work at a law firm in Shanghai.

Fang Qingye smiled and nodded, then followed the girl to a private room instead of the main hall.

When I went inside, wow, they were all trading futures!

"Qingye, come and have a seat." Lin Guangmao greeted her with a smile, pointing to an empty seat next to Zhu Yi: "Look, Zhu Yi specially saved this for you, so you can sit next to her. See how much she cares about you!"

Today, Zhu Yi was wearing a red V-neck dress and looked very beautiful. Fang Qingye greeted her with a smile, sat down next to her in a very generous manner, and started joking around.

"We'll be drinking later, and I'll be happy if you can take care of me."

"Sure," Zhu Yi said with a smile, "but can you really bear to watch a young woman like me get drunk by a bunch of grown men?!"

Everyone laughed.

(End of this chapter)