We agreed not to date, so why are you crying now that I've become the richest man?

The three traders turned around at the same time.

No one questioned Ye Chen anymore.

Li Zhiwei opened his mouth, but his throat was so dry it hurt.

"Mr. Ye, it's forty-eight million US dollars."

"Leaving now, we've already won enough."

Acheng stared at the margin ratio, his palms sweating profusely.

"With 100x leverage, you can't withstand the pullback. If the market drops by even one point, a large portion of your profits will be wiped out. If there's a continuous sell-off, you might not even be able to close your positions."

Ken didn't say anything, he just brought up the closing window.

The confirmation button is located in the center of the screen.

Taking profits and securing gains is a trader's most basic habit.

Moreover, there were forty-eight million US dollars in the account.

This amount of money, when converted to Hong Kong dollars, exceeds 370 million.

Let alone the three of them, many small funds don't even reach that number in a year.

Li Zhiwei just wanted to close his position.

The money only counts after it's turned off.

Ye Chen stood by the window and turned to look at the trading board.

I haven't changed my clothes for six days, and my white shirt has developed quite a few wrinkles.

With her sleeves rolled up on her forearms and her collar loose, she looked exhausted from staying up all night.

His thinking was very clear.

He had compiled complete data on the cotton market in his previous life.

The starting point of the rise, the time of the news release, the range in which institutions concentrated their entry, and the location of the first significant pullback—all of these were in his memory.

It's not time to exit this current upward trend yet.

It's okay to take a little less profit.

But since you've used 100x leverage, leaving early makes little difference to missing out on the entire market move.

We've already taken the risks, but we missed out on the most valuable part; it's not worth it.

"Not for sale."

Ye Chen walked to the conference table, placed his hands on the edge of the table, and scanned the three people in turn.

"Hold onto your position until the very end."

"No one is to touch the close position button without my order."

Li Zhiwei's lips moved, but he didn't dare to try to persuade him any further.

The office fell silent again.

All that remained was the hum of the computer tower running at high speed and the heavy breathing of a few people.

Outside the window, the sky over Hong Kong Island was just beginning to turn gray.

In the confidential office on the 56th floor of Central, the sour smell of coffee mixed with the smell of tobacco made one's chest feel stuffy.

The cotton futures market on the screen went completely mad.

After the market opened, a large amount of funds flowed into the bulls.

The buy orders on the order book were piled up one after another, and the long-suppressed speculative funds and retail investors were all going crazy.

The account's net value continued to rise.

Eighty million US dollars.

One hundred million US dollars.

One hundred and twenty million US dollars!

Ah Cheng buried his hands in his hair, not daring to even blink.

Ken stared at the numbers on the secondary screen, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid, and his arms trembling uncontrollably.

Li Zhiwei's eyes were bloodshot, and his lower lip was bitten until it bled.

"Ye Sheng..."

His voice was hoarse, and the last syllable even sounded like a sob.

"We really can't wait any longer."

"This price increase is beyond common sense. Short sellers on Wall Street could dump their shares at any moment. Holding on for even a minute longer is gambling with your life!"

Ye Chen pulled up a chair and sat down behind him.

He didn't look at the string of numbers in his account that could drive anyone crazy; he just stared at the market coordinates.

A 100x leverage can amplify returns, but it can also amplify every fluctuation.

Fortunately, after the continuous rise, the unrealized gains have increased the account's net value, and the liquidation line has been pushed further away.

The closer you get to the top, the greater the danger.

What's truly fatal is never the upward trend itself.

It's when everyone thinks the price can continue to rise.

Ye Chen was waiting for that moment.

Investing isn't about taking every last bite.

The last bit of fish tail looks the fattest, but it also has the most bones.

The price chart surged upwards again.

The account's net worth has exceeded $160 million.

Ye Chen's gaze was fixed on the right side of the screen.

The final line of defense, as remembered, is less than 0.2 percent away.

Right now.

"Close all positions!"

Ye Chen suddenly stood up and slammed his hand on the conference table.

"immediately!"

"Initiate the order splitting process; all three accounts will be processed together."

"Be quick! Clear all long positions, leave not a single one!"

The sound echoed in the office.

The three of them simultaneously lunged back at the screen.

Li Zhiwei split the main order, Acheng released two sub-accounts, and A Ken directly started the pre-set automatic liquidation program.

A flurry of keyboard clicks erupted instantly.

The notional positions, amounting to billions of dollars, were divided into sell orders at different prices and in different lots, and sent into the market in batches.

This is the time when the bulls are at their most frenzied.

The trading platform was packed with funds chasing the rising price.

What Ye Chen needed to do was to take advantage of the fact that these people were still scrambling to buy the shares and stuff all the chips into their hands.

One stroke.

Ten strokes.

Hundreds of entries.

The sell order was completed very quickly.

Thirty seconds.

Fifty seconds.

Fifty-eight seconds.

"Cleared!"

Li Zhiwei shoved the keyboard away, sliding backward half a meter with his chair before crashing heavily into the wall.

Acheng and Ken simultaneously lifted their hands off the table, panting heavily.

No one dared to touch the keyboard again.

Three minutes later.

The market chart suddenly froze.

The line that had been pointing upwards stopped in mid-air.

The next second, several huge short orders were simultaneously dumped into the order book.

The bulls, who were just frantically chasing the price up, didn't even have time to react before being overwhelmed.

A thick, green shadow line falls straight down.

The first support level was breached.

The second support level was breached.

The third support level didn't last more than a few seconds either.

Cotton futures began to plummet.

The buy orders quickly retreated, but the sell orders surged in like a tidal wave.

The stampede began.

Li Zhiwei stood frozen against the wall, staring blankly at the screen.

Five minutes ago, that place was a coveted haven of wealth.

It has now become a graveyard for highly leveraged accounts.

It's unknown how much capital that bought at the peak was forced to liquidate at this moment.

"It really fell..."

Acheng's throat was dry, and it took him a long time to squeeze out three words.

Ken's legs went weak, and he sat down directly on the carpet.

Only three minutes left.

If they had been just three minutes more greedy, their massive positions would have been trapped in the market crash.

There's no way to escape.

The profits will be quickly given back.

Once liquidation is triggered, even a principal of ten million US dollars could be wiped out completely.

Li Zhiwei slowly turned his head and looked at Ye Chen, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

His lips moved several times, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Precise entry can be interpreted as receiving information quickly enough.

Daring to leverage by a hundred times can be interpreted as having great courage.

To be able to withdraw at the very last moment when everyone is at their most frenzied is something that can't be explained by luck alone.

For the first time, Li Zhiwei found himself unable to meet the gaze of this eighteen-year-old.

"drop."

The clearing system beeped.

Final settlement completed.

The three of them rushed back to the computer almost simultaneously.

After deducting all interest, spreads, and transaction fees generated by the 100x leverage, the available balance in Star Capital's offshore account remains unchanged.

One hundred and sixty-five million US dollars.

Based on the current exchange rate, this is equivalent to more than one billion yuan.

The office was silent for a good ten seconds.

"One billion..."

Li Zhiwei stared at the screen, and tears fell without warning.

Acheng raised his hand to cover his face.

Ken sat on the ground, first laughing, then his eyes reddened.

This money doesn't belong to them.

For a low-level trader, being able to personally execute such a trade is enough to make them remember it for a lifetime.

More importantly, they survived.

Not only did they avoid a margin call, they also managed to reap the rewards at the peak.