Age Fubao: Be a group pet in the cannon fodder home

Chapter 986 Loss
"Mr. Mattis, we found out that someone is shorting our stock price, not only Capetra, but also several other stocks in our hands."

As the president of Cape Town, Matisse's nature has grown into a good old man.

Thick eyebrows, big eyes, square jaw.

However, if anyone really regards him as a good person, it is a big mistake.

As a lone wolf who made his fortune in the financial securities market, Mattis will not be merciful to anyone.

Staring carefully at the documents in his hand with the glasses on the table, Matisse did not jump to conclusions.

"Look at today's situation and find out the source of the funds. These orders are very suspicious. The timing of the sale is very decisive. Check to see what institution made it."

Looking at the lines that were ticked off on the list, the vice president nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, but according to our recent investigation, it may be someone from the Wilson family."

The vice president reminded: "A villa and a sports car were sold some time ago."

There was a look of contempt in Mattis' eyes.

"The rules that once belonged to them have long passed, and the financial market is not something that a group of thugs with long muscles in their brains can play around."

"If it's them, then don't worry about it. The money in Wilson's hand can only splash some waves. If you want to go deep into the bottom of the sea, it's still too early."

Seeing Matisse's winning expression, the vice president felt relieved for a while, and immediately responded.

After leaving the president's office, the vice president gave the order.

"They're short, we're long."

"How much we sell, how much we eat!"

"It's a time when stock prices are going up, and what they're doing in this situation is utter layman's stupidity."

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In the trading room, Roger was sweating profusely.

"Mr. Qiu, these stocks have climbed again."

Although he followed Qiu He's instructions like a puppet, he still couldn't help feeling flustered when he saw the funds in his account dwindle.

He didn't even understand why Mr. Qiu could still sit so securely.

In Roger's eyes, the loss on the books has reached 200 million.

In order to show the superb skills of the trader, and to inspire other retail investors who come here to trade.

The profit and loss of each trader and trader will be displayed on the largest screen outside.

Red, green and green numbers, you can tell whether you are losing or winning at a glance.

Roger didn't even dare to go to the pantry to drink water, and couldn't bear to look directly at the huge loss figure behind his name.

Not to mention dealing with traders who greeted him with ill intentions.

How much they envied Roger's shit luck before, how much they gloated now.

This kind of loss is really not something ordinary people can afford.

Qiu He drank coffee with great interest and did not forget to make a comment.

"Hand-ground coffee seems to taste better than instant coffee outside."

The corner of Roger's mouth twitched, "Mr. Qiu, did you hear me? We..."

The man swallowed, "It's really impossible to stop the loss in time."

This is 200 million knives, not [-] yuan.

Qiu He squinted, "I don't think it's enough, let's make more efforts."

Roger's hand on the keyboard trembled slightly, and he couldn't help biting his cheek hard.

This made me sober up.

He was just an intern trader, and Mr. Qiu asked him to be completely obedient.

You have to do it yourself.

Finally, another big order was placed, and it was almost swallowed up in just a few minutes.

On the contrary, the stock prices of these stocks have risen a little because of this.

Roger's suit was completely drenched with sweat in an instant.

(End of this chapter)