After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 635 They seemed to have forgotten the pain

"Unlock some of the locked funds to slightly stimulate the market."

Time has passed, and Lu Liang has long since transformed his identity in the international financial market.

Previously, he was weak and could only rely on others to do things. Large organizations charged ahead, while he followed behind them and picked up scraps.

However, with its growing appetite and increasing capital size, Tianxing Fund has become an indispensable force in the market.

He was unwilling and unable to eat leftovers.

Just like this time, the escalation of trade friction between the two countries will inevitably have a profound impact on the international situation. Anyone can tell that gold will rise and the RMB will fall.

But when will it rise, when will it fall, how high will it rise, and how low will it fall?

Everything might be an unknown to others, but for Lu Liang it was a known number.

However, given the size of his funds, it's no longer possible for him to come quietly without being detected.

Even if he has no intention of targeting other people's funds, others will still consider him a potential enemy and be wary of his sudden attack.

This market is fair; to make big money, you must become a standard-bearer and take on the risks of charging into battle.

Just like there's no such thing as a free lunch, there's no reason to earn a lot of money without taking any risks.

"Should we take some precautions against them?" Sun Yutao voiced his concerns.

State Street is like a ticking time bomb; you never know when it might explode.

If they only focus on charging forward, defensive lapses are likely to occur in the rear.

Lu Liang shook his head: "Not yet, because the market hasn't taken off yet, and we haven't invested enough. They're not that short-sighted."

Assuming State Street will betray them, from their perspective, they will definitely want to maximize their own interests and cause Tianxing huge losses as much as possible.

The market rally hasn't even started yet, and Lu Liang has only invested less than 3% of his $450 billion fund so far.

The $1 billion base fund was invested three months ago, with costs of $1622 for London gold and 6.7500 for offshore yuan.

Unless Season 3 officially begins and the global financial system collapses, the maximum loss from this initial investment will be 10%.

If you miss the opportunity to snipe 450 billion yuan just for a hundred or two hundred million, even the dogs back in Lu Liang's hometown would laugh themselves to death.

Sun Yutao nodded and gave the order to prepare to release one billion US dollars of locked funds, thus firing the first shot.

Liang Wenhui seemed to understand something, and suddenly realized why Lu Liang was so eager to introduce quantitative trading.

Based on what he had learned in the past few days, Lu Liang did indeed have a certain status in the international market and was an ally of a number of institutions on Wall Street, but he was not on the same side as them.

Judging from this move of going long on London gold and shorting the RMB, Tianxing may be betrayed by its Wall Street allies, so it needs to introduce quantitative trading to become a variable that can break the deadlock.

There's a saying in both domestic and international financial markets: knowing when to buy isn't a sign of talent, but knowing when to sell is the true measure of ability.

This statement may be perfectly illustrated in this round of market activity: if everyone wants to make money, then who will lose money?
When market trends are highly consistent, those who are slow to react are often the ones who lose money.

If any Wall Street allies want to backstab Tianxing, they must seize the most accurate selling point.

Just before this round of market activity ends, they will sell off their shares ahead of time.

In this way, they can not only maximize their own interests, but also cash out and leave by stepping on Tianxing's head.

If that time really comes, Tianxing will only have two paths left to take.

They either have to give back all the previous profits, including principal and interest.

They can either put up a stubborn resistance and forcefully create a new wave of market activity.

The former is cutting losses and stopping the bleeding, there's not much to say about that.

The latter could lead to utter ruin, like selling your car or house to continuously buy more shares during a market downturn.

But funds always run out eventually, especially since Tianxing used three times leverage.

Even with a principal of $150 billion, there is still a possibility of being liquidated.

Lu Liang must have realized this as well, which is why he adopted the quantitative trading model for the first time.

Because the world's top traders can only complete a maximum of five trades per second, but quantitative trading can complete 200 trades per second, and their Firefly No. 1 can complete 300 trades per second.

Following this line of thought, Lu Liang's plan gradually came to light.

Others wanted to step on Tianxing's head to cash out and leave, and Tianxing wanted to step on their heads and leave gracefully.

The criteria for winning this financial battle are not who makes the most money or who buys at the right time, but who has the best acting skills and the keenest sense of smell, and who can seize the most accurate selling point.

It's a bit like the old-fashioned casino game of "calling 8". No matter how many people are in the game, there will always be a fixed 8 of spades.

Each person is dealt a card and starts counting from 1, continuously raising their bets. Whenever the last digit is '8', you can judge whether that person holds the 8 of spades by their expression and demeanor.

If yes, the questioner receives all the prize money; if not, the questioner is eliminated.

After round after round of elimination, the prize money increases until a final winner is determined. However, compared to the gambling in the financial markets, the casino game of "calling 8" is still too childish.

The financial market demands even more acting skills. When retreating, one must be decisive, quick, accurate, and ruthless, while making the market believe that one is attacking, thus providing cover for oneself—a practice commonly known as "taking over."

Quantitative trading may prove to be a winning strategy and could be the key to Tianxing's success.

Previously, Tianxing's reputation in the market was characterized by volatile price swings, with violent sell-offs or surges.

If a martial artist were to suddenly transform into Dongfang Bubai wielding an embroidery needle, he might be caught off guard.

Lu Liang gave Sun Yutao some instructions, then looked at Liang Wenhui: "You will be in charge of quantitative trading."

"The directional instruction for the London gold AI model is set at $1748, and for the offshore yuan at 6.8900."

"Buy on dips, and I'll let you know when to sell."

“Yes, Mr. Lu.” Liang Wenhui was very excited; he would witness firsthand this financial battle that would be recorded in history.

Lu Liang bowed slightly and patted his shoulder, everything understood without words.

He knew this operation was extremely risky, far exceeding any previous one; a single misstep could wipe out a thousand years of cultivation in a single day.

He could have avoided it and didn't have to take such a big risk, but you can avoid it for a while, but you can't avoid it forever.

If I get a refund this time, will I get a refund next time? And if I get a refund next time, will I get a refund the time after that?

The cake is only so big, but Tianxing keeps making it bigger and bigger, and they eat more and more of it. If they eat one less bite, others will eat one less bite.

Human greed is insatiable. Only by fighting when they are afraid and terrified will they be forced to accept Tianxing again.

"It's been less than two years, have you already forgotten why you chose to shake hands and make peace in the first place?"

Lu Liang squinted at the big screen. Tianxing hadn't shown its fangs for too long, and they had forgotten the pain.

To gain a foothold in the international market, one must not grovel and kneel down, but rather fight one's way in, punching and kicking one's way in.

They only accepted Tianxing when they had no other choice, which led to this relatively peaceful period.

It's 9:30 a.m. New York time.

"Stars are here!"

Low growls echoed through the trading rooms of major institutions on Wall Street.

Among the top firms in the world—Morgan Stanley, Morgan Stanley, Goldman Sachs, Citigroup, BlackRock, Vanguard, and others—only a handful of institutions can come up with a billion dollars at once.

They had already discussed this beforehand; their goal this time was to go long on gold, short on the RMB, and teach Lu Liang a lesson.

Tianxing has used no less than $400 billion, plus some independent institutions and retail investors, which is enough for them to make a fortune, so there is no need for them to fight each other.

So if this money wasn't invested by them, then it must have been Tianxing. Even if it wasn't, it's still a case of killing the wrong person and not letting anyone go.

JPMorgan Chase trading room.

Wilson sighed deeply: "Only he could pull off such an unartistic entrance."

He admired Lu Liang and had backed down time and time again, but there is always a limit to human patience. Lu Liang went too far and kept betraying his friendship.

Alas, destruction is the only option.

"Follow up, first suppress gold prices, let the RMB fluctuate, and try to anchor the main battlefield to London gold."

Wilson looked serious, not having forgotten the pain once the wounds had healed. He reviewed the lessons Lu Liang had taught him every week over the past three years.

So much so that even though he had gathered nearly 90% of the major institutions on Wall Street, he still felt it wasn't safe enough and needed to first determine the main battleground.

This also reflects a lesson learned from Soros's short selling of Hong Kong. Without the financial support of mainland China, how could Hong Kong, such a small place, withstand the full force of Soros and the financial groups behind him?

They temporarily abandoned shorting the RMB and focused their main battleground on London gold. Once Lu Liang fell into their trap, they joined forces to strangle him. At that point, even if Dongda wanted to save him, they would have no suitable reason.

With each command issued, the London gold, which had just opened its ascent channel and was preparing for takeoff, had its upward momentum abruptly cut short.

Tianxing unlocked its lock-up, releasing $500 million in funds, except for the long, red candlestick line on the hourly chart.

It's as if they left no trace in the market.

The current price of gold in London is $1702 per ounce.

At the same time, the USD/CNY foreign exchange market opened a downward channel with the release of $500 million.

A large number of retail investors followed suit and shorted the market, rushing to join this speculative feast, causing the price to plummet by 500 basis points in an instant.

The exchange rate between the US dollar and the Chinese yuan reached 6.8800.

　Staying up all night seems to have become a habit...

　　Writing late at night definitely gives me a better feeling.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)