After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 138 This trick is called "luring someone into a trap"
The next morning, Lu Liang went to State Street Bank.

"Ah~ my dear Lu~"

When Hilt saw him, his face was full of smiles, more enthusiastic than when he saw his biological father, because he knew that he had made some new sales.

Last time he made nearly two million dollars in interest, he was highly praised and received a generous bonus.

Tesla's stock price has risen again, which is a win-win situation for both parties. Lu Liang has also become their black gold customer.

There are only 200 black gold clients of State Street in the world, such as Buffett, Soros, Masayoshi Son and others.

There are only 18 of them in China, 12 of whom are from Hong Kong, and Luliang is one of only six in the mainland.

"It's really my honor." Lu Liang said with a smile, but didn't care too much.

Small does not mean noble, because it is related to the nature of State Street Bank. They are an international venture capital bank.

The clients are all fund giants or international hot money. Hua Xia has few such people and therefore few clients.

Hilt smiled and said, "It is our honor. We are honored to have such a distinguished customer like you."

Lu Liang laughed, and the two sides exchanged some business flattery. He also stated his purpose, which was to margin trading and lease British pounds.

Hilt was very professional. He didn't ask the reason and directly told us the usage fees of various leverage ratios.

Lu Liang pondered for a moment and finally decided to use a fifty-fold leverage and US$2400 million as a deposit.

The operating capital of 2400 million was magnified 50 times to 12 billion US dollars, and finally exchanged for 8.28 million pounds.

Among the four major currencies, the British pound is more valuable, with an exchange rate of 1 to 9.28 with the RMB and 0.69 with the US dollar.

Near noon, Lu Liang returned to the company and called the traders together, asking them to go back and rest and come back at two o'clock in the afternoon.

When you trade in the foreign exchange market of a certain country, you must adjust your work and rest schedule according to that country's time. Unlike Japan, which has only an hour time difference, there is a seven-hour time difference between Beijing and London.

7am London time.

This corresponds to 2:00 p.m. Beijing time.

Foreign exchange trading hours usually start at nine in the morning, so ask them to come two hours in advance to prepare.

“It doesn’t seem good to always be the passive target of criticism.”

Lu Liang touched his chin and fell into deep thought. He had been being attacked and criticized by the American media recently, but it seemed that he had never fought back.

He suddenly wanted to trick people. As soon as the news of his re-election came out, the foreign exchange market would explode instantly, and no one who was long would be able to escape.

Lu Liang suddenly had an idea and beckoned Wen Chao over: "Xiao Wen, what are scarves called in foreign countries?"

Wen Chao thought for a moment and said, "It should be Twitter. Facebook and Instagram are more like the old-fashioned blog + WeChat."

"Then please help me apply for one."

Not long after, Lu Liang got his own Twitter account, but the number of followers was a bit dismal, still in the single digits.

Suddenly, he thought of Xiao Wang, who had studied abroad, and immediately called him: "Have you promoted it? How many fans do you have?"

"About a few hundred thousand." Xiao Wang said that he played more when he was studying abroad, but he has played less since returning to China.

"Then help me attract traffic." Lu Liang sent the screenshot of the account to Xiao Wang, asking him to help verify that it was him.

Xiao Wang still has some appeal. After updating a post, Lu Liang’s followers instantly exceeded four digits.

At this moment, he realized the benefits of having a wall, and he became more restrained on Weibo, except for large-scale photo albums, which would be purified by harmony as soon as they slightly crossed the line.

But on Twitter, there are all kinds of royal pictures every day. When you click on a video at random, you will suddenly hear the cry of spring.

Wen Chao looked strange, but remained calm: "Boss Lu, I'll be out first."

"Wait, is this normal?"

Lu Liang turned the phone screen towards him, a squirming sandwich, but it was a little blurry and not very high definition.

"Uh~, Mr. Lu, it's actually quite normal, because pushing is also called Xiao Huang Tui."

"Okay, go out. I'll call you if there's anything else."

Lu Liang studied it for a while and roughly figured out how to play it. In fact, it is pretty similar to Weibo.

So, at 13 p.m. on the th, a.m. London time, there was still more than an hour before the votes were counted.

Lu Liang forwarded the election news and updated the first dynamic: "David Carr will be re-elected, and the British and American exchange rates will plummet in the short term."

Most of the people who follow Lu Liang are Chinese. With such a large exchange rate between the UK and the US and a trading volume of tens of trillions, he doesn't mind making big money with his fans.

In any case, there is no such thing as manipulation in the international market. After all, no matter how powerful he is, he cannot control a country's general election.

Just like Soros, he always talks big before shorting. He thinks this is a trick worth learning.

The premise is that they are willing to believe him, and go short against the trend when the overall market is rising, betting on his re-election. As soon as the news was released, netizens from Hong Kong immediately responded: "Brother Ding Hai, is this true?"

"Ding Hai?" Lu Liang was confused, but he also took the opportunity to place a trade order to short the British pound.

It only revealed that he was shorting the pound, but did not disclose his position or the funds he used.

Xiao Wang suddenly called: "Fuck, what are you playing at?"

The fact that Lu Liang asked him to direct traffic was strange in itself, so he had been paying attention to it.

"Just for fun."

Lu Liang smiled and said that this move was like luring someone into a trap.

If Wall Street institutions really hate him that much, then they can destroy his positions.

But by then, it’s not certain who will be defeated.

"Will Devikar really be re-elected? Will the UK-US exchange rate really fall sharply?"

Wang Xiaocong looked excited. He believed in Lu Liang and also wanted to earn some extra money to supplement his family income.

The five small goals that Lao Wang gave him were only given to him piecemeal, and most of them were invested by him in private equity.

He has been so poor lately that he is about to sell his car. After all, as the son of the richest man, he still has to maintain his status and there is no way he can save on expenses.

Lu Liang said: "It's a three-way choice anyway, why not take a gamble? And it's not a surprise, after all, it's a re-election."

He suddenly asked again: "Can you play?"

"Fuck, who are you looking down on?"

Xiao Wang hung up the phone with an angry look on his face.

He really didn't understand the rules of foreign exchange trading, but he could pay someone to do it, spending tens of thousands of dollars to find a trader.

The remaining several million were exchanged into more than 400,000 US dollars, and a hundred times leverage was used to go all in and short the pound.

At the same time, a welfare girl named Qingyin also saw Lu Liang’s Twitter updates.

Weibo is just a channel for acquiring customers, Twitter is the base camp, so I followed Lu Liang first.

She whispered to herself: "Uncle Lu, please don't cheat me. If I lose money again, I will really sell it."

Last time I followed Lu Liang to short Tesla, I ended up running too slowly and my $20 turned into $7.

Fortunately, I listened to Lu Liang's advice, gritted my teeth and cut my losses, and only lost more than 15 yuan.

If you continue to resist, you will probably lose everything of the 20 US dollars, just like the one below.

This time, she scraped together another 200 US dollars and prepared to invest in the British and American foreign exchange with a leverage of times.

And he decided that if his position was liquidated this time, he would quit the business, fall into the mortal world and become a Lu Liang anti-fan.

If she gets caught, she will say it was Lu Liang's fault.

After all, it was 20 US dollars, just a little bit more, and she could buy a house in Hangzhou and fulfill her dream of retiring before the age of 25.

The last thirty minutes before the votes are counted.

The exchange rate between the UK and the US fell by 65 points at the moment when Lu Liang updated the status, but recovered to 1.5012 in the blink of an eye.

Lu Liang asked: "Have all the chips been sold?"

Zhang Jing nodded and said, "The market is extremely active. We have sold 7 million in total."

Of the 8.28 million chips, they directly sold 7 million, leaving only 1.28 million as reserve funds. The increase or decrease of one basis point is 4.66 pounds, so they can only accept an increase of 245 points.

That is, if the UK-US exchange rate rises to 1.5257 points, they will trigger the forced liquidation line.

“Are there any big fish coming in?”

Lu Liang touched his chin. The exchange rate between Britain and the United States is a trillion-dollar market that affects a country's wealth.

With tens of trillions of transactions every day, in the absence of counterparties, it is impossible to judge who is the small fish and who is the big fish.

"Mr. Lu!" Sun Yutao widened his eyes and suddenly shouted.

In the last ten minutes of the vote count, the foreign exchange market suddenly rioted and surged 105 points.

It seems that they are deliberately creating a special market situation where the vote results are known in advance.

"Sell off. Start with 30 million to push the price down. Don't let the bulls gain momentum." Lu Liang gave orders calmly.

(End of this chapter)