Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

At ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was already three poles high.

The manager of the Douglas Hotel let out a long sigh of relief. Last night he had been worrying whether the hotel would collapse due to the resonance effect.

Fortunately, nothing terrible happened.

"Boss, goodbye!"

"Brother Shen, I didn't expect you to live up to your name. Remember to find someone in the future. They will give you a discount."

"Boss, wait for your next visit!"

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In front of the hotel, the men and women who fell in love at first sight and talked about it all night came to the time to break up.

There is reluctance and entanglement.

It's just that there is always a time to break up when it comes to love.

What's more, this kind of love is too hard, the young ladies decided to have a breakup.

However, human beings have feelings after all.

The lover has worked hard all night, and also donated the deposits that have been treasured for more than 20 years. They should order a bonus anyway.

There is interest on bank deposits.

"Little brother, the red envelope my sister gave you must be the biggest. Don't forget my sister."

"Third brother, don't worry, my sister is not a stingy person, and she must be no smaller than their red envelopes."

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ten minutes later.

Ladies and sisters in suspenders and miniskirts walked away mercilessly in high heels.

The white flowers, reflecting the luster and elasticity of the back are no longer visible, leaving only a faint fragrance that seems to be wafting from the tip of the nose.

Peng San stared blankly at the red envelope in his hand, Zheng Zheng held the red envelope and looked at the figure he would never see again, Tang Dunhou took out a handful of money from the red envelope with dull eyes.

"My Cao, one thousand yuan."

man, alive.

The boys who had been dumped in a daze suddenly came to life one by one.

The sadness of being robbed and the daze of being dumped are gone in an instant.

"This is also a thousand."

"I'll go, my one thousand and eight."

Red envelope, big red envelope.

Every young man holds two big red envelopes in his hand.

The minimum is one thousand, and the maximum is two thousand.

Soon, Tang Dunhou, who was the first to open the red envelope, found something was wrong.

Among my group, there is one person with empty hands.

"Brother, why don't you have a red envelope?"

The corner of Shen Jiannan's mouth twitched.

He didn't want to laugh, but Tang Dunhou's eager eyes were too funny.

"Ha ha."

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Bucket shops are an industry with a long history.

And the reason why this industry has a long history is naturally because it has always been profitable.

Small risk, high return.

It can even be said to be a steady profit.

A century of stock history has already shown that there are always more people who lose money than make money. Seven losses, two balances and one profit make. In this zero-sum game market, there is no shortage of shooting stars, but there are only one or two birthday stars.

Buffett is one of the birthday stars.

It's just that with the leveraged nature of bucket shops, even if it were Buffett, there would be a dead end.

Because leverage is a double-edged sword, the greater the leverage added, the sharper the side that cuts towards you.

As for the monsters like the king of speculation, Livermore, they are just meteors after all.

In short, as a trader, you can make a steady profit without losing money, but as a bucket shop, taking losses from customers' positions is even more profitable.

No one thought that the bucket shop industry is indeed very stable in making money, but once it loses money, it is a terrible loss.

Central, 22nd Floor, Real Estate Building.

Hengyuan Finance Company.

Han Li felt as if his head was about to explode as he held the report handed over by the accountant.

In the unsettled statement of financial statistics, there is a 4625 contract of Hang Seng Index futures, with a quantity of 400 lots.

This contract was signed half a month ago, but now...

Looking up at the computer on the desk, Han Li only felt his heart twitch.

5228.38.

Miserable.

For an increase of six hundred points, one point is fifty yuan.

Twelve million.

If this outstanding position is paid out, it will not be enough for the company to post all the profits of the previous year.

But it won't work if you don't pay.

The bucket shop is not under the jurisdiction of the Hong Kong government, it belongs to the gray area, which means that it must have a good reputation in order to continue to operate.

Only losses are not allowed to make profits, so who would dare to come here to play if the news spreads.

What's more, Peng San is Yunji's forty-nine, with Yunji's power Hengyuan can't afford to provoke him at all.

To pay or not to pay?

Countless struggles flashed in Han Li's eyes.

Sometimes fierce, sometimes helpless.

If someone is sent to kill that guy, then of course there is no need to pay for the money.

Just can kill it?

If he kills Yunji, will he kill himself in revenge? What if word of this gets out?

Headache.

Han Li felt a special headache.

He really regretted taking the two hundred thousand.

If he hadn't accepted the original 200,000 funds, Hengyuan wouldn't have lost so much money today.

Twelve million.

Dingsheng Finance Co., Ltd., on the 14th floor of the Real Estate Building.

Like Hengyuan Finance Company, Dingsheng Finance also found out a disturbing unsettled position during settlement.

Hang Seng Index 4627 contracts, the number of 800 contracts.

Calculated based on the current price of the Hang Seng Index at 5228, a total profit of 24 million.

If such a large amount of money is liquidated by the position holder, it will be the same as hell.

what to do?

In Dingsheng's general manager's office, Huang Zhifeng's eyes flickered fiercely from time to time.

Twenty-four million.

If such a large amount of money is lost, it would be better to let him die.

credibility?

Reputation is a fart, the big deal is to change the name of the company in another place.

Peng San, Yunji, Qingshan Club.

I want to see who dares to come and ask me for money.

Han Li was having a headache on how to resolve the company's huge outstanding position, and Huang Zhifeng was waiting for this outstanding position.

Hengyuan, Dingsheng, Huicai, Hengtong.

No one knows that there are more than 20 financial companies in Hong Kong Island who are in huge financial crisis at the same time, and no one knows that this huge compensation crisis is actually done by one person, let alone that they need to prevent Yunji also had a headache.

Sheung Wan, 20th Floor, Jin Mao Tower.

Yun Kee Finance Company.

Quiet, unusually quiet.

It was so quiet that everyone in the company didn't even dare to vent their anger.

This time, the company suffered such a large loss, and everyone knew that the general manager must be in a bad mood.

General Manager's Office.

Yunji's right center, but now, it is like a garbage dump.

Cigarette butts, butts everywhere.

The dense cigarette butts filled the general manager's office with a choking smell.

On the office chair, Lin Jiadong bit his cigarette with a melancholy expression, not even noticing that the cigarette was about to burn out.

More than 60 million.

Even if Lin Jiadong is the general manager of such a large loss, he doesn't know how to deal with it.

He never expected that the company would suffer such a large loss in just half a month.

Lin Jiadong had a headache, more than anyone else.

Peng San is Yunji's own brother, and if he came to take care of his own business and accidentally made money, he must of course pay for it.

However, such a large sum of money.

Peng San, is it an undercover agent sent by He Sheng Ji? Is it specifically to bring down Yunji financially?

Lin Jiadong couldn't help but smiled wryly at the absurd thought.

Even if it is an undercover agent, it is impossible for the company to lose so much money. If you know how the stock market is going, who will be an undercover agent?

After spitting out the cigarette butt in his mouth, Lin Jiadong reluctantly picked up the phone on the table.