The Great Sage Returns from Ten Years of Imprisonment

New York, 6:30 p.m.

"Keep dumping shares, target $105."

Goldman Sachs headquarters, crude oil futures trading department, director's office.

Tommy leaned back in his boss's chair and coldly issued trading instructions over the internal phone.

On the computer screens in front of him, all international crude oil futures contracts, including London Brent crude, New York WTI crude, and Singapore jet fuel, were plummeting, and the market was in a terrible state.

Of course, this dismal situation only applies to the bulls in international crude oil futures.

For countless short sellers of international crude oil futures around the world, this was a dreamlike, perfect day, a wealth feast they never dared to dream of.

Less than five minutes after Tommy issued his trading order, the international oil price suddenly accelerated its decline, falling even more sharply.

However, this situation is not solely due to Goldman Sachs. Although Goldman Sachs is the world's largest investment bank, it may not have such great power.

At the same time, at the same price, in Wall Street, in Chicago, in London, in Japan, and in other Western countries and cities in Europe and America.

Many financial institutions are working together to frantically drive down international oil prices.

Among these international speculators, large and small, there are those who share a common destiny with Goldman Sachs, mainly concentrated in Wall Street, Chicago, and London.

However, most of these are mindless followers, and the international crude oil futures market, with its huge trading volume, has been completely enveloped by panic.

Countless bulls are frantically fleeing at any cost, fearing that if they fall behind, they will lose everything and end up on the rooftop.

In the blink of an eye, a stampede effect has formed in the international crude oil futures market, resulting in an even sharper drop in international oil prices.

Shortly after issuing the trading order, Tommy heard the familiar sound of police sirens coming from Wall Street outside his window.

He turned to look out the window and muttered a few disdainful remarks.

"I wonder how many more will jump off buildings and commit suicide this time. What a bunch of cowards!"

Before he finished speaking, he turned back to keep a close eye on international oil prices.

As for the die-hard bulls who could barely stand on the rooftop, he didn't care whether they lived or died!

Meanwhile, in Shanghai.

Chairman Zhao and General Manager Wang kept a close eye on the plummeting international oil prices while whispering excitedly to each other.

"Sometimes I really wonder if Ling Yun has some kind of magical universal remote control that allows him to control the rise and fall of international oil prices at will."

"This guy's predictions about international oil price trends are absolutely spot-on, and his judgments about other areas of the international financial market are equally accurate; it's simply unbelievable."

Mr. Wang expressed his feelings with great emotion.

"Haha, I feel the same way."

Chairman Zhao nodded in agreement, his face beaming with a wide smile.

"I don't know if Lingyun has a magical universal remote control, but I do know we've hit the jackpot this time!"

"If everything goes smoothly, we can make over a billion dollars by reaping profits twice. Those bastards at Goldman Sachs will be green with envy!"

Just then, Zhang Yuntian suddenly knocked on the door and entered the small conference room.

After closing the door, the guy asked rapidly:

"Chairman, Mr. Wang, international oil prices have plummeted by more than ten dollars today, just falling below $110."

"When should we close our positions? Does Lingyun have any new trading orders? To be honest, this money we're making is downright insane!"

Chairman Zhao and General Manager Wang exchanged a glance and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, outrageous! This adjective might be a bit inappropriate, but it perfectly describes our current speed and state of making money."

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Wang changed the subject.

"Lingyun just sent over the trading instructions, telling us to close out our position with one click at $106 to lock in profits from this short selling."

"Once international oil prices fall to around $105.8, take a quarter of this profit and go long, then close the position when it reaches $110."

Upon hearing the explicit trading instructions, Zhang Yuntian was momentarily stunned.

The next moment, the guy excitedly clenched his fist slightly.

"$106, international oil prices are on the verge of collapse, but I like it!"

"Ling Yun has become even more ruthless. Harvesting once isn't enough; he actually wants to harvest again."

"I've gone to monitor the market. Given the rate at which international oil prices are falling, I estimate they'll soon break below $106."

After saying that, he turned and left the small conference room, heading to the trading area outside.

Chairman Zhao and General Manager Wang smiled in unison, ready to follow along and witness firsthand the upcoming harvest and the complete reversal from short to long positions in the trading area.

Just then, Chairman Zhao's phone rang.

He took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and casually answered the call.

The next moment, the voice of the group's compliance director came through the phone.

"We've found out, Chairman. Before that guy surnamed He resigned from the group last January, he had already been bribed by Goldman Sachs."

"We checked all his transaction records from when he joined the company until he resigned, as well as all his internal phone call records and all other relevant records left in the group."

"From these records, we found conclusive evidence that this guy is a corporate spy, and we can call the police to arrest him."

As Ling Yun had guessed correctly, a look of joy appeared on Chairman Zhao's face.

After the compliance director finished his report, he shook his head.

"It's not time to call the police and arrest him yet. We're not in a hurry to arrest this bastard surnamed He. We still need this guy to cooperate in this charade."

"Isn't he secretly contacting some of the group's senior executives and employees? Let him continue and see who he can drag down. We can take this opportunity to clean up some of the wavering guys."

"There might still be Goldman Sachs spies planted within the group. Through this guy, we might be able to expose these bastards."

"More importantly, we need these guys to cooperate and put on a spectacular show before we close the net!"

The compliance director on the other end of the phone immediately laughed and gave a response.

"I know how to do it, Chairman. We'll keep a close eye on this guy surnamed He and see how he courts disaster step by step."

After chatting for a few more minutes, Chairman Zhao ended the call and went to the trading area with General Manager Wang.

As soon as they opened the conference room door, a lively atmosphere immediately enveloped them.

"Look, international oil prices have fallen below $109! Is the market about to collapse?"

"Wow, at this price, our short-selling profits have already exceeded 1.3 billion! That's incredible!"

Chairman Zhao and General Manager Wang paused for a moment, then quickly looked up at the large screen TV hanging in the trading area.

as predicted!

International oil prices are plummeting at an alarming rate, and have already fallen below $109.

Looking at the latest international oil prices, Chairman Zhao couldn't help but express his feelings.

"Without any resistance, this round of international oil price crash will definitely bury countless bulls; heaven knows how many people will jump off rooftops!"

"That's right. We might see the news first thing tomorrow morning: another crude oil futures speculator has jumped into the Huangpu River!"

Mr. Wang chimed in with a couple of remarks.

As soon as he finished speaking, he and Chairman Zhao turned to look at the window at the same time.

Looking out from that window, you can see the mighty Huangpu River.