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Chapter 638 Backhand, pull out, this wave of manipulation is really scratching! (4K chapters)

The boss's order is the imperial decree. Woodward and Barbara dare not mix any personal thoughts, and clearly implement the task of closing positions, although they think it may rise a little bit.

"Futures are not called 'tossing'..." Woodward was operating quickly, while correcting the wrong words for Boss Wu in his heart, and he was so busy that he was in full swing.

During the rising process, the pending order was lower than the current price to close the position, and the transaction speed was indescribably fast. Basically, the transaction was completed within seconds after the order was placed.

It can be seen how amazing the transaction throughput of the international futures market is. Hundreds of millions, billions, and billions are all drizzle. If there is a market, investors who hold money and wait and see will not be stingy with their funds.

In about a hundred seconds, all 12 lots were closed!
"Huh~~~~!"

Woodward pulled his hands away from the keyboard and mouse, loosened his shirt collar and tie, and let out a long breath while leaning back on the chair.

Starting at ten o'clock, it took more than 20 minutes before and after, which was more tiring than running on the court for an hour, and I felt more exhausted.

"I really shouldn't come back from China, and play football in the school of China with those stinky boys in the club. It's so fun..."

After attending the press conference, Woodward returned to the UK non-stop, helping the boss to do things to make money, and of course he had to go home and enjoy it with his wife and children.

Woodward was depressed. He was too old to be a futures trader. Although it wasn't his own money, it was exciting enough that his heart couldn't stand it.

After all, Barbara was younger than Woodward. After she finished the transaction, she immediately began to sort out the transaction data in all accounts.

"Boss, all 20 lots are closed, and the total profit is more than [-] million pounds. Congratulations..."

Unexpectedly, before Barbara finished speaking, Wu Qian who had been staring at the screen all the time suddenly said: "It's now, buy or sell, hurry up, buy as much as you can!"

He didn't even listen to how much profit he made. It didn't matter how much he earned before, he wanted to verify whether the flash of light in his mind was accurate or not!

With Wu Qian's order, the three of them, including Rosalind, were bewildered. This operation was a bit flamboyant!
"Wh... what? Backhand shorting?" Woodward almost bounced off his chair, his disheveled appearance, as if he had been hit by something.

"Boss... now the situation is not clear, it is not suitable to open a position."

Barbara's heart was beating wildly, and Boss Wu's thoughts were too clear. Now that it was obviously great news, he didn't join the big army, but went short instead?

In terms of the situation, it is impossible to tell whether the short trend is real, or the capital with ulterior motives is luring the short, what should I do if I am fooled! ?

At this moment, the price of Brent crude oil is fluctuating between 58.1 and 58.2. It is obviously a stalemate situation, but the trading volume has not shrunk, and the battle between long and short is very fierce.

It is conceivable that at the same time, how many traders around the world are using the unicorn arm that they have trained for many years to quickly slide the mouse and type on the keyboard.

Seeing Woodward and Barbara in a daze, Wu Qian said anxiously: "Don't be dazed, buy quickly, at this price, buy quickly, I want you to buy at least 20 lots! Hurry up! [-] lots Not too little, [-] is not too much!"

Rosalind raised her head and looked at Wu Qian, with a puzzled look on her face. He didn't understand what the BOSS was based on to judge. The decision was a little sudden.

Barbara and Woodward resignedly began to carry out the boss's instructions, and their tired fingers began to operate again.

"Die or die, forget about being crazy!" Woodward muttered, if it was his own funds, he would not dare to backhand short at such a time even if he had a hundred guts.

Seeing that the two of them finally came back to their senses, Wu Qian began to follow orders to buy and sell down contracts, and said: "Over the past year or so, the price of international crude oil has been falling (I learned about it when I was buying oil with Sartmucci) , can the market reverse and start to rise just by the stimulus of a good news?"

"It's a bit too confident...Three, I observed before that if it wasn't because we got the news in advance and built a position in advance, the first wave of rise after ten o'clock would make no money at all!"

What Wu Qian said was the truth, and he saw the essence through the phenomenon.

His profit from the 20-lot buy-up contract is entirely due to knowing the news in advance. This is consistent with what Rosalind said at the beginning, and there is no technical content.

And all the investors who bought up the market after the official news was released, unless they were the first to start, and the small group of people with extremely fast hands, all the others were locked up, one counted as one, and none of them could run away, what's more. Traders have been forced to close their positions!

The bulls are not fighting a tough battle, they are fighting a defensive battle!

"What we have to do now is not to stand on the sidelines and resist stubbornly, but to buy short immediately and follow the trend. Yes, that's it..." Wu Qian said as if talking to himself.

Don’t talk about positions in the capital market, just talk about profits and losses. A novice implements this point of view to the fullest. On the contrary, some investment veterans can’t see the facts clearly at critical moments and blindly stick to their original positions. In the end, they may fail miserably. .

Woodward and Barbara listened quietly and did not speak. They were too busy with the work at hand, had no time to talk, and had no time to think about what the boss said.

Ten minutes later, Woodward sat down in front of the computer, and Barbara reported: "Boss, 20 positions have been opened, and the 'ammunition' for the bulls seems to be very sufficient..."

Before that, 20 short positions directly lowered the price of Brent by ten percentage points, but this time, 20 lots only lowered the price by two percentage points, which shows that the bulls are continuing to exert their strength!

"Leave it alone, 20 is enough, let's talk later."

Wu Qian ordered, then continued to pick up the wine glass on the table and took a sip, paced around the table slowly, very calm, as if it was not money that was spent on building a warehouse, but virtual currency.

"Take a break...take a break." Woodward said weakly, looking at the screen with drooping eyes, the price is still stalemate, without any breakthrough.

At this moment, Wu Qian heard the sound of an ambulance whirring during the video call.

Barbara stood up and walked to the window, opened a corner of the curtain and let the sun shine into the room. She looked at the street, and looked into the distance in the direction of the ambulance. Over there was the famous futures trading house of the Wudu family. center.

Looking at it from Barbara's perspective, you can see that there are many people surrounded by the street in front of the futures trading center, and the environment is somewhat chaotic.

If an uninformed person sees this scene, they will not understand why, but Barbara can probably guess that someone over there is probably looking for short-sightedness.

She called a friend to ask about the situation, and sure enough, just as she guessed.

Barbara returned to her seat and told what she had just learned.

"Just now a trader in the futures exchange misappropriated 800 million pounds of funds from a client to buy up Brent at two o'clock (ten o'clock in the Heavenly Dynasty). Because the position was too heavy, he was forced to buy Brent in the first round of short selling Closed position."

Woodward was resting with his eyes closed, ignorant of the outside world, and asked feebly, "Githers...and then?"

Barbara sighed, and said, "Then...that trader jumped off the exchange building."

Woodward shook his head. He had seen such things before when he was working on Wall Street.

Some traders who are greedy and have low professional ethics will take advantage of the major good or bad news and give it a go. Some succeed and become rich and prosperous from then on, while some fail, become ruined and imprisoned, or even die.

The trader who jumped off the building was just a microcosm, not an isolated case. This fully confirmed what Wu Qian said before. If he didn't know exactly when Kuleta would announce the news, he would never have earned the [-] million pounds!

But then again, Wu Qian wouldn't have come to play this round if he hadn't known the news in advance.

Rosalind was apprehensive. She was terrified. At the beginning, she suggested that BOSS take advantage of the opportunity of Kuleta to make money in the international crude oil futures market. But now, the money has been made, but it is dangerous. And dangerous.

"Boss, I will review the opinions I provided at the beginning, and my consideration is not mature enough."

Rosalind lowered her head and said.

Wu Qian took her place and sat in front of the computer, turned to look at Rosalind, and said with a smile: "The advice you provided is all right, didn't you earn [-] million pounds? What apologies. But having said that, it is indeed It's scary enough..."

"Whether the buy or sell order in the account can make money or not is my personal decision, and has nothing to do with you."

After Wu Qian expressed his attitude, he looked at the K-line chart quietly and did not speak again.

The quiet atmosphere in the luxury suite of the cruise ship was restored, except for the occasional sound from the computer stereo, and several people were quietly watching the market.

In the outside world, because of the sharp fluctuations in crude oil this time, many futures exchanges that are in the trading hours are full of voices and chaos.

The violent fluctuations in crude oil futures have attracted widespread attention. The long-short game that took place within half an hour is a classic. The daily line with extremely long upper and lower leads stands out among the daily lines in the past two or three years.

This is definitely a long-short game recorded in history, and the crazy ups and downs will become the talk of countless traders after dinner.

In this long-short fund game, for the time being, there is no absolute winner.

The dust has not yet settled!

At 11:30 p.m. China time, Wu Qian's arm leaning on his head was a little sore. He stared at the handicap for an hour, his eyes were blurred, and the fluctuations were not big.

Because it is a T+0 trading model, you can sell it when you buy it, and you can buy it after you sell it. The battle between the long and the short sides has been on and off, and it has been stalemate. In terms of price, it has returned to around 57 again.

Judging from the current situation, Wu Qian's 20-hand short contract for a new position is profitable. After deducting various taxes and handling fees, he can make a profit of hundreds of thousands of pounds.

With 20 billion pounds as the principal and hundreds of thousands of profits, it's like scratching an itch. To put it bluntly, the taxes and handling fees paid are more than the profits. It's purely working for the exchange...

"A little sleepy……"

Wu Qian patted his face. Seeing that Barbara and Woodward were also very tired in the video, he said, "You two, let's have some exciting fun."

Hearing Wu Qian's words, Woodward just rolled his eyes in his heart, and thought to himself, boss, what are you going to do again, will it be okay to stop?
"Okay, boss, do you have any good suggestions?" Woodward asked against his will, with a signature smile on his face.

Wu Qiandao: "Although I don't understand futures, I have heard a saying called 'the market will fall for a long time', which refers to the current situation. If the stagnation lasts for a long time, it will fall. I bet that the price of Brent will not go up. !"

Wu Qian used the word "gambling" to indicate that he was acting on the basis of feeling.

"I remember that the money in the account can still open about 30 lots. In this way, from now on, for every 0.2 yuan drop, open 30 lots until the position is [-] lots, and it's over."

"How about it, exciting?"

Stimulate……

Woodward feels that this is simply crazy!
"Boss, money is really not spent like this, you..."

Woodward felt that there should be a few words of persuasion, but before he finished speaking, the market changed. The price of Brent crude oil, which had been maintained at around 57 for nearly an hour, suddenly jumped to 58!

"Fack!! Ugh..."

Woodward was taken aback. Among all the trading software, the position was originally in red, indicating a profit, but it turned green immediately, but before his curse fell, the handicap changed again.

It fell from 58.13 to 56.85!

Next, 56.34, 55.46, 53.8!

There was only five seconds between each of the four falls, which was very, very fast, almost as fast as lightning!
This time, not only Woodward was refreshed, but Wu Qian was also full of energy. He became short of breath, and hurriedly asked, "How much did you build a position just now?"

It seems that Wu Qian has the ability to predict. As he said, the price of Brent crude oil continued to move in a bearish direction. While he was asking, the price was still falling, but the intensity was not as strong as before.

Woodward was about to cry, this shit is really a god who is afraid of novices, where did he buy it, and just now he was patronizing to persuade the boss to be rational.

"On my side...the accounts in Iceland, the United Kingdom and Germany have opened a total of [-] lots, and there is no time..."

Barbara's eyes were bigger than ever, looking at the handicap in disbelief.

She doesn't have as many questions as Woodward, and she executes what the boss says.

It couldn't be more coincidental than a coincidence. Of the three accounts, the last one to open a position was the German account, and it was even a buy-short order to buy at the commanding heights. It was wonderful!
And the [-] lots of buying and selling contracts seemed to be the last straw that crushed the bulls.

Almost at the same time when Barbara finished building the position, [-] short contracts turned into a long rope, kicking off the prelude to the decline!

Barbara can't tell whether the successful opening of a position is the first, or the beginning of the decline, and the time coincidence is 100%...

　The community is basically in a closed management state. Passes are required to enter and exit the community. If you drive, you also need to apply for a vehicle pass. I don’t know when this state will be lifted.

　　I have tried my best to reduce going out, although it is true that there is a lot of time...

　　Hope everything goes quickly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)