MTL - The Rebirth of the Financial Hegemon-Chapter 21 Mao Xiaowu's distress

104.755 yuan.

Zhao Jiangchuan did not report such a number casually.

In war, when the strength of the two sides is not much different, they often use various trenches as the defensive line, and use various tactical harassment to eliminate the enemy's strength to the greatest extent.

The same is true in speculative markets.

The nature of the zero-sum game determines that the long and short sides are natural enemies, and only the failure of the other side may make the other side profitable.

From the trend point of view, the recent price of treasury bond futures is obviously fighting around the price of 105 yuan.

With his rich experience, Zhao Jiangchuan assumed that if he was Kong Fang's coach, he would definitely try his best to penetrate the technical and psychological defenses of the multiple sides.

This defensive line is the integer position of 105 yuan.

Only by breaking the defensive line of the multi-party camp, can those who are in a wobbly situation turn their backs.

Because the rules of the market determine that all shorts are potential longs, and all longs are potential shorts, once the long defensive line of 105 yuan is penetrated.

Those bulls who are forced out will turn into shorts when they close their positions, and speculators who have been waiting for an opportunity will take advantage of the weakness of the bulls.

And if he is the main force of the multi-party, he will definitely pretend to resist desperately at the 105 position, and then deliberately show weakness and be penetrated by the multi-party defense line.

As a result, it can kill the weak-willed grass in the multi-party camp, which can make the power more pure for the future counter-kill;

Second, you can dig a trap for the main force of the empty party, and part of the main force of the empty party will fall into the killing formation below 105, so that the empty party's funds will be exhausted.

Zhao Jiangchuan did not consider whether the multiple parties would dig a hole or bury himself in it, nor did he consider that once the empty party wins, his funds will disappear with the fall of the multiple parties.

Because he knew that the treasury bond futures market would be remembered in history in the near future, and the bears were doomed to fail from the very beginning.

It was an unfair contest at all, and he was in the bulls' camp who was bound to win.

However, in Zhang Hua's eyes, Zhao Jiangchuan's series of transactions looked different.

He felt that this young man named "Mo Shaoyan" was really a fat sheep.

The fluctuation of one point of treasury bonds is 10,000 yuan, and the 323 contract has risen from 98 yuan to nearly 106 yuan. The increase of up to 8 yuan means that if you hold a long contract, the increase has already made a profit of up to 80,000 yuan.

The profit of 80,000 yuan, according to the national bond standard, the deposit of 20,000 yuan per lot is four times the profit.

Even a fool knows that if it rises too much, it will definitely fall. Zhao Jiangchuan does not go short and continues to go long for such a high rise, but he is not the fat sheep who came to the door to send money.

Young people are young people. They want to make money without any experience at all. I really think that money is so easy to make. If only there were more rookies like this!

Zhang Hua, who was making tea by the side, sighed, and was very satisfied that a fat sheep like Zhao Jiangchuan would be delivered to his door automatically. The only thing that made him a little regretful was that Zhao Jiangchuan only bought 10 hands, and half of the money was not used up.

This makes Zhang Hua quite puzzled, and some don't understand why Zhao Jiangchuan didn't buy all of them. You must know that people who often come to him to buy and sell will buy as much as they have.

But that's fine. It's not good if the fat sheep of the province lose everything once and get scared. If you don't think about it, there will be no next time.

A place like a gambling shop is naturally not crowded with people in the sales department. It didn't take long for the report person to hand over the receipt to Zhao Jiangchuan.

Zhao Jiangchuan carefully glanced at the contents on the receipt, and carefully put it away after confirming that it was correct.

"Boss Zhang, then I'll go first, you keep busy."

The amount of funds of 50,000 yuan is considered a middle-level customer in the gambling house. Zhang Hua sent Zhao Jiangchuan to the door with a sincere smile.

"Little brother, happy cooperation, I hope to take care of you in the future."

Having said that, Zhang Hua was thinking in his heart, he didn't expect that it was really a fat sheep, and that there are too few fat sheep delivered to the door by himself.

As if feeling what Zhang Hua was thinking, Zhao Jiangchuan gave him a strange look.

After all, the gambling bank has always been the loss of the customers who made the money, and the commissions are just extras. Zhang Hua said this, and he must have thought in his heart that he would lose money this time and come back next time.

"Of course, as long as Boss Zhang's reputation is trustworthy, he will naturally continue to cooperate in the future."

Zhao Jiangchuan also smiled sincerely, but silently added in his heart: "I hope you can say this sentence in the future."

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"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, we should go..."

Outside the Huadong Chengxin Financial Management Company, Zhao Jiangchuan kept shouting for Mao Xiaowu, who ran away at an unknown time, but he couldn't find Mao Xiaowu who came with him after shouting for a long time.

Where has this kid gone?

After the search was fruitless, Zhao Jiangchuan had to walk back along the original road again, ready to ask the front desk if he saw Mao Xiaowu.

However, what surprised him was that Xiaomei, who had been acting as a vase, was not there. In the end, he could only find Zhang Hua, who was making tea again.

"Boss Zhang, have you seen my friend?"

"At that time, I also saw him and Xiaomei at the door. You can ask Xiaomei."

"I…"

Zhao Jiangchuan just wanted to say that he didn't see Xiaomei just now, but suddenly, a strange feeling came to his heart.

No way…..

"Um…."

In a utility room on the fifth floor, Mao Xiaowu's mouth was kissing Xiaomei's red lips, and one hand was rubbing wildly on Xiaomei's chest.

As for Xiaomei, her upper body clothes had already been thrown on the ground, and even most of her trousers had been taken off. Her eyes were full of water, and her cheeks were red and dripping, and she looked completely emotional.

No one knows how the seventeen-year-old Mao Xiaowu hooked up with Xiaomei, but judging from his jerky movements, it was obviously the first time he touched a woman's body.

What's even weirder is that Xiaomei not only did not resist, but instead allowed Mao Xiaowu to act recklessly on her, making a soft hum from time to time, as if enjoying the feeling of being ravaged by others.

Suddenly, Mao Xiaowu heard Zhao Jiangchuan's cry, and he was so frightened that he quickly stopped what he was doing.

"Um... what's wrong..."

Maybe it was because she was too invested, Xiaomei didn't hear Zhao Jiangchuan's voice at all, and after feeling the movement in Mao Xiaowu's hand stopped, she couldn't help asking.

"My brother Chuan is calling me, I have to go."

"No, how can you leave now, people haven't..."

As soon as Xiaomei couldn't hear it anymore, she pressed Mao Xiaowu, who only reached her chest, into her arms, saying that she was unwilling to let go of this evil spirit who had harmed her so badly.

"Xiao Wu... Xiao Wu..."

Zhao Jiangchuan's voice came faintly again, Mao Xiaowu was really anxious, he bit Xiaomei's chest hard, and Xiaomei let him go subconsciously because of the pain.

"I really have to go, or my brother Chuan will know that he will kill me. I will come to you next time."

Mao Xiaowu's determination made Xiaomei understand that nothing could be done. She could only complain bitterly: "But as you said, if you don't come, I will go to your school to find you."

"It's definitely coming, it's definitely coming, then I'll go first."

In a panic, Mao Xiaowu pulled up his half-retracted trousers, but the thing between his legs was hanging tightly on his crotch, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't put them on.

The embarrassed look made Xiaomei, who was a little angry, couldn't help giggling.