Chapter 330 Returning Home
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"Now, those who want to smoke can light up."
With a smile on his face, he said loudly: "Thank you for your persistence and cooperation for more than two months.
Tonight, I will treat everyone to a big meal, and there will be plenty of drinks.
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In addition, when you leave this hotel that has locked you up for more than two months tomorrow, I will give you a big red envelope."
"Pa pa pa pa pa..."
The traders all stood up and started to applaud.
They didn't know about other accounts, but they knew exactly how much money they made from their own accounts.
Every order was made by myself!
I haven't been home for two and a half months, haven't contacted my family, and haven't even made a phone call.
Finally, I can go home, and I'm going back with a bonus.
How can I not be excited?
For them, making money in the futures market is not a very difficult thing.
Everyone present has a winning rate of more than 60%.
What excited them was that they could personally participate in such a large-scale battle, which might be the only time in their lives.
Are you proud?
Proud!
Are you proud?
Yes, proud!
I participated in the whole process, of course I am proud.
Everyone was smiling, but the dilemma was that there was no cigarette in my pocket!
In the past two and a half months, except for returning to my room, I usually didn't carry cigarettes with me.
Chen Pingan laughed, "Okay, pack up and go back to the room."
Someone shouted loudly: "Teacher Chen, can you teach us something else?"
As soon as this was said, someone immediately shouted: "Yes, Teacher Chen, teach us something!"
"Yes, I would rather not have a bonus!"
"Me too, no bonus, please teach us some techniques!"
Chen Pingan raised his hand and pressed it.
Edwards sat in his seat, smoking a cigar elegantly, looking at Chen Pingan with a smile.
This is the honor that belongs to Chen Pingan.
The conference room was quiet, and the traders also sat down and looked at him quietly.
Chen Pingan thought for a while before speaking.
"In fact, whether it is futures or stocks and foreign exchange, the technical school has no advantage.
In my personal opinion, the real strength is that retail investors and institutions like commodity futures.
Because this makes money the fastest!
But if you want to make money in the futures market, intraday trading is the most undesirable.
After more than two months, I believe you have also seen the whole process of super-large funds making a market and leaving the market, and also the process of capital confrontation.
Although I am not sure how many people have lost money, I know that after this time, you will be more cautious when you play by yourself.
Follow the trend, you must distinguish what level of trend you are following.
When the funds are insufficient, don't try to block some key points or prices.
Because that is not what you should do.
All you have to do is go with the flow.
That's all I can say.
How to experience it depends on you."
He didn't want to teach too much, so he said a few words casually.
But for those who have less than one million funds, what he said is also right.
After that, he walked to the door of the conference room, opened it and whispered to the bodyguard outside:
"Help me find Uncle Tang, and then watch them pack up and go back to their rooms."
One of the bodyguards nodded and left, and the other followed into the conference room.
"Pack up your things and go back to your room, take a shower, and have a big dinner at 6:30 in the evening.
As much cigarettes and alcohol as you want!"
Amid laughter, he walked over, picked up his computer, nodded to Edwards, and the two quickly left and went upstairs.
After entering the elevator, he whispered, "If you don't want to attend the dinner, I'll have someone take you home.
The bonus will be directly deposited into your account next Monday, 1 million, don't think it's too little."
Edwards smiled and nodded, without saying anything.
He also knew how much money he made this time, but he couldn't bring up this topic.
After returning to the room, Chen Pingan turned on his mobile phone and called his father.
Chen Shaohua quickly answered the call.
"Dad, I'm done here. I'm going to have a farewell dinner with the trader tonight, and give them red envelopes tomorrow."
"Well, do you want me to come?" Chen Shaohua asked.
"No, I don't need to. I'm just reporting to you. I'll go back tonight, but I won't have dinner at home."
Chen Ping'an knew that it was not impossible to ask his father to come, but it was unnecessary.
The trader was only transferred temporarily, and the third uncle who gave the order was not in the country at the time, so there was no need for his father to come.
"How much did you make?" Chen Shaohua couldn't help asking.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Less than 200, and it hasn't been counted yet.
I'll calculate it later tonight. Will I report it to you in person at the company tomorrow?"
"You don't need to go to the company. You can calculate it now and connect with your third uncle on video tonight.
After telling him, you can rest."
Chen Ping'an frowned slightly and agreed.
There was no contact or home these days. Could it be that Europe urgently needed money?
It shouldn't be!
If it was urgent, he should have told himself through Uncle Tang.
After hanging up the phone, he turned on the computer and started to check the account status.
There were 27 accounts in total. It took him nearly an hour to check them all, make a table, and then send it to his father.
My father must have been anxious to know the final situation.
He took a shower after he was done.
Next door, Edwards was soaking in the bathtub, holding a glass of red wine, and talking to Brianna with headphones.
He was smiling and speaking softly.
The traders were also taking a shower and changing clothes in their own rooms. Or they gathered together to discuss Chen Ping'an's trading techniques excitedly.
Some people were concentrating on drawing the points and directions of Chen Pingan's instructions on the day on paper.
Everyone was busy with their own things, and each was at ease.
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When Chen Pingan returned home, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.
Chen Shaohua had been waiting for him at home.
Seeing him come back, he stood up and clapped his hands and said, "Not bad, you are really good this time."
Liu Qing had already returned to the bedroom. Hearing the sound outside, he hurriedly got out of bed, put on his clothes and walked out.
"Mom, you haven't slept yet?" Chen Pingan asked with a smile.
"Your dad said you'd be back in the evening, I've been waiting." Liu Qing came over and looked at him, "Did you drink? I'll go make you a bowl of sobering soup."
After that, she was about to go to the kitchen.
Chen Pingan quickly stopped her, "Mom, I didn't drink much. No, don't be busy."
Chen Shaohua then said, "Now that you're back, I can finally tell your mom about your grades."
He pulled Liu Qing to sit down, and Chen Pingan also sat down on the sofa.
Liu Qing looked at Chen Shaohua with a questioning look on his face.
"Before the third brother left, he gave Pingan 15 billion, and when he left, he took 5 billion.
It means that Pingan was given 10 billion in funds in the end.
Do you know how much money your son made with this 10 billion in the past two and a half months?"
Chen Shaohua looked at Liu Qing with a smile.
Liu Qing looked at his expression, then turned to look at Chen Pingan and asked, "Pingan, how much money did you make?"
Chen Pingan was a little embarrassed.
In the past two and a half months, his main trend has been long and short. It is his duty to make money, but it is his ability to make more money.
Moreover, he knows the trend, so it seems to be a skill to outsiders, but in fact, if he only has one million, he doesn't have to worry about it and it is a guaranteed profit.
With 10 billion funds, it is impossible to just go with the flow.
Chen Shaohua took out his mobile phone, opened the form and handed it to Liu Qing.
