The Rebirth of the Financial Hegemon

Chapter 33: 1 word broken soul knife

"Fuck, if it really fell, I'll just say, if it rises so much, it will definitely fall..."

"I've said it long ago that the profit has quadrupled in only half a month. How can it keep going up, so that you are empty and you are not empty. Believe it now."

"I have time to think about it, but I haven't had time to apply for the bill yet. Hey, it's really hard to remember, such a good opportunity to make money..."

"I knew it was going to fall today, Lao Zhang. Yesterday, I asked you to close the market with me and short it. Do you believe it now? Haha..."

"Go to your second uncle."

"Fuck, why did I forget to put my pockets on the table at the close yesterday, **** short."

In the gambling shop, a group of people gathered around and sighed. Those who made money were full of excitement, those who didn't made money were full of regrets, and those who lost money were full of regrets.

The constantly changing red and green numbers attract everyone's minds like they are magical.

Between each profit and loss, human nature is vividly reflected.

As expected by Zhao Jiangchuan, the price of the 323 government bond contract weakened when it approached the price of 110 yuan.

Gradually, like a temporary ceasefire between the two sides in the war, the numbers that were changing every millisecond before almost stopped, and at the end, every price change almost exceeded one minute.

110.005, 110.010, 110.005…110.010.

In the intertwined market, there is only one change in the price of the counterparty price per minute, it seems that the previous crazy fluctuation is just a flash in the pan.

As the market slowed down, people's heartbeats following market fluctuations also relaxed.

"It has fallen by more than two points for a while, and it seems that there is no market today."

"Hey, I knew that I would be empty-handed when the market opened, so now I can't go to the brothel happily."

"Come on, you said yesterday that you want to do more. If I hadn't advised you, you would have lost all your underwear now."

"It's gone, it's gone, there's no drama today, what else is there to watch, you guys can't go, I'll go first if you don't go!"

"Let's do it together, I've fallen so much all of a sudden, I definitely won't have to play today."

"Old Li, wait for me..."

After half an hour, the gambling shop was deserted.

When the price reaches 110, it will encounter integer support, which is expected by Zhao Jiangchuan.

This integer price is not only the psychological support price of the bulls, but also the psychological pressure of the bears to attack. It is like a defensive line, and both the bulls and the bears must be very cautious.

But half an hour has passed, and the price of the 323 contract is still oscillating around a few points around 110.

Zhao Jiangchuan felt something was wrong.

Even his face, which had been flat before, frowned involuntarily. When he habitually put his hand into his pocket, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Zhao Jiangchuan in his previous life would always think while smoking when he encountered problems, but now, he does not have the habit of carrying cigarettes with him.

There is a prostitute and unparalleled father in the family, how dare he smoke secretly.

"Little brother, do you want one?"

Zhang Hua is a man who can be a boss, but he didn't say anything. As soon as he saw Zhao Jiangchuan's expression, he handed over a cigarette.

Yellow Crane Tower, 1986.

Zhao Jiangchuan did not refuse. After taking the cigarette, he borrowed the fire and lit it.

Taking a deep breath, the mellow tobacco entered his body, making his head dizzy for a while.

"Little brother, you don't want to listen to me. If you listen to my shorts at the opening, you won't make a lot of money now, but you've risen so much, and you'll probably be top of the list here."

Zhao Jiangchuan couldn't hear the sarcasm in Zhang Hua's words, even if Zhang Hua's tone seemed very sincere.

top? Hit your head, and it won't scare you to death when it really rises to the top.

no, no...

Unconsciously, Zhao Jiangchuan's heart was suddenly alarmed, and his tempered intuition made him seem to want to catch something.

If I were Wei Zexi, what would I do here?

With the knowledge that the national debt market is about to become history, Zhao Jiangchuan knows all the existences that can call the wind and the rain in the domestic financial market.

The main bulls behind the national debt 323, Huajing Kai, is definitely a giant-level existence.

This trust company, which was born with a golden key and grew up, is destined to have unrivaled strength in the country due to its background.

Not to mention the huge capital, and the earliest elite trading team in China, Wei Zexi is the soul of the Huajing opening trading team.

Zhao Jiangchuan went from being cautious and cautious, and gradually became one of the leaders of Wall Street, the world's financial center. In addition to his own talent and perseverance, he naturally learned a variety of trading techniques.

Those who have been influential in the global financial market are naturally the objects he has studied.

As the trader commander of Huajingkai at this time, and the head of Jin Yong, the future leader of the domestic capital market, Wei Zexi's past Zhao Jiangchuan naturally knows clearly.

damn it? Hello, Wei Zexi.

Zhao Jiangchuan finally knew why he felt something was wrong.

One-word Soul Breaker.

In the domestic financial market, there will always be all kinds of stories, all kinds of anecdotes, like a stock market meeting woven from stories.

Among these stories, there are aspirational wealth stories. So-and-so used how much money to become rich in one day in the stories, and has since embarked on the road of winning in life.

All kinds of hippies are made, and they are not half as good as the pig's feet in urban novels.

In addition to the enviable stories, there are also deeply terrifying ones.

In the stock market, the "one-word soul-breaking knife" is the butcher's knife that makes countless funds and retail investors terrified~www.wuxiahere.com~ It is said that when the "one-word soul-breaking knife" comes out, it is like a butcher's knife that must see blood. Countless retail investors, large investors, and funds have been slaughtered.

That kind of market that doesn't allow people to survive at all, anyone who participates in it will tremble with fear, and that kind of ferocious trading technique, abruptly kills a noun in the story.

"One Word Breaking Soul Knife".

And the person who created this "one-word soul-breaking knife" is Wei Zexi.

Zhao Jiangchuan didn't even bother to refute Zhang Hua's sarcasm, he didn't even have time to throw the cigarette butt, and hurriedly shouted at the reportman sitting not far away.

"Buy me 30 orders over 323 at the current price, fast."

Zhang Hua, who was sitting next to Zhao Jiangchuan, was taken aback. Just now, he suddenly felt an indescribable aura from the young man beside him.

It's just like….

It's as if this place was not his Zhang Hua's place, but instead became this kid's territory. Even at that moment, he seemed to have the feeling of facing a general who holds military power.

Zhang Hua laughed dumbly, this kid seems to be gambling crazy, he was almost scared by him.

The treasury bond 323 dived so violently as soon as the market opened in the morning, indicating that the price has come to an end.

After doing it for so many years, Zhang Hua has already seen through it, what **** is good for bad, and it is not something that the big men fool people.

Otherwise, why sometimes the positives still don't rise, and the negatives should rise or not rise to the sky, what a special routine.

Therefore, Zhang Hua felt that Zhao Jiangchuan did more after seeing that the market had peaked, not crazy or something.

But it didn't take long for Zhang Hua to discover that the person who should be crazy was actually him.

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