761 Enemy! (3/3)
Although there is data in the background, it cannot be calculated until after the market closes.
This is not possible when trading intraday.
(I don’t know if it’s really impossible, but it’s indeed clear to screen every transaction after the market opens.)
The long orders at the pressure level are automatically closed, and then the funds are concentrated on the target to continue to do long positions, and the number of lots for each order is the same as others, that is, large orders of four to five hundred lots, or two to three hundred lots to attack upwards.
After breaking through the pressure level, he let go and returned to the original target to continue shorting.
This is Chen Ping's busiest trading experience since he started his career.
Completely alone, facing an unknown amount of money from many opponents, one person provoked five products.
The air conditioner in the room maintains a constant temperature of 23 degrees Celsius.
Chen Pingan was sweating a little at this time. For no other reason than it was too exciting.
He was so busy that his fingers almost flashed out of his mind.
Late at night, the lights were still on in the top-floor room of the sparsely populated Hokkaido Airport Hotel.
Occasionally, the sound of a small movie shooting wafted out at night from other rooms.
Chen Ping'an couldn't hear anything, not even the sound of messages being received on his phone.
All his energy and attention have been completely welded to the screen and keyboard.
The Shanghai Composite Index futures had a main floating loss of 3.3 billion yuan and a floating loss of 2.87 billion yuan for the month. The CSI futures had a main floating loss of 440 million yuan and a floating loss of 130 million yuan for the month. The CSI 500 had a floating profit of 13.93 billion yuan.
Inside and out, he is still profitable.
But this is only the current profit and loss on the market. The final result of the battle can only be known after the position is closed.
Chen Ping'an increased his profit-making positions and began to gradually withdraw from loss-making products.
When the time came to 2 o'clock in the middle of the night, Beijing time, Chen Ping'an decisively closed all his positions.
Because he didn't have time to continue the continuous operation during the day.
He has other things to do, such as visiting his biological father.
Not only that, if he wants to inflict pain on his opponent, he must fight for a long time.
Showing off muscles is not just for Li Yifei to see, but also for Huo Xiuzhu.
It is for everyone involved in trading during these time periods.
It is also for the exchange and its superior units to see.
I can get what I want, but the process may not make everyone happy.
In terms of software, after excluding the losses of more than 8 billion for the five varieties listed in order, the final profit is only more than 14 billion.
Chen Pingan wiped the sweat from his head, lit a cigar and gently rubbed the wrist of his right hand. At the same time, he also did a set of finger exercises to relieve the pain in his veins.
"It still doesn't work. After all, one person is much weaker." He whispered to himself, "If there is a team trading, the profit should be increased by about 10%.
The total investment is close to 100 billion, and it is not worth it to make such a small profit! "
Picking up the phone, there was only one person on the completely silent phone calling him constantly.
Li Yifei!
Chen Pingan thought for a moment and called him back.
"Director Li, what are your instructions for calling me so late?" His tone was neither salty nor cold, and he didn't sound emotional.
Li Yifei roared: "Did you do it just now?"
"Well, I need money."
"What do you need so much money for? Are you short of money?"
"Director Li, I'm not afraid of your jokes. The total amount of money I have on my account right now is still about 80% away from my goal.
If I can't find investors, I can only make money by myself. This is a very simple reason. "
Li Yifei has calmed down from Chen Pingan's anger for not answering the phone.
"You are so capable, why don't you go abroad to grab money? Why do you want to make money in your own country's market?"
Chen Ping'an chuckled, "I'm also curious about one thing, why don't so many institutions go out to make money instead of colluding with the China Securities Regulatory Commission and exchanges to squeeze the money of retail investors?
You can do it, but I can't?
What's more, the people I deal with are not retail investors, but institutions, and they are all wealthy people.
Even if they lose money, it doesn't matter. It's not their own money anyway, right?
I can make money in the market based on my ability, isn’t that okay?
Otherwise, Director Li, could you close the channel for foreign capital to enter, or send a message prohibiting foreign capital from participating in China's financial market transactions? "
Li Yifei gritted his teeth and his voice turned cold.
"Do you have to go against me? Are you sure, Chen Ping'an?"
Chen Ping'an didn't understand, "Director Li, can you tell me why you don't let me make money? If you can give me a reasonable reason, I can change the place.
If you don't have a valid reason I can't think of a reason why I would avoid the domestic market.
Anyone can make money, why are you staring at me?
There is no conflict between you and me, right? "
"Because your operation disrupted the overall layout!" Li Yifei said coldly.
"This reason is not enough!"
Chen Ping'an was also angry, "In addition to proving your lack of ability, this does not prove that I did something wrong.
Just tens of billions will mess up your plan?
Director Li, that’s not the joke!
Besides, aren’t you from the social security side?
Why do you need to tell me these things? "
Li Yifei did not answer the question, but asked: "Just tell me whether you are willing to stop. Yes, or not!"
Chen Pingan was also angry.
"I'm sorry. I haven't violated any national regulations, whether it's the company or an individual."
Li Yifei hung up the phone without saying a word.
Chen Pingan looked at the phone in his hand, silent for a long time, and then called again.
...
Paris 21st District.
Snowy night.
Just after 12 o'clock.
Seven cars were parked in the alley.
Chen Xiaolong sat in the second to last car.
Tang San sat next to him and reported to him.
"Seven people were killed tonight. The loss here is also huge, 17 people died."
Chen Xiaolong was shocked, "So powerful? I haven't seen the police yet. Have all the dead been thrown into the Seine?"
"Yes, they didn't clean up when they retreated, it was our people who cleaned up."
"Why didn't you shoot? You don't have any! Are you afraid of the police?"
Tang San shook his head seriously, "Master, you can't always shoot in this matter.
If someone dies in a street fight like this, the police won't come unless someone calls the police.
But if you shoot, the police must come out according to the rules. At that time, should we shoot at the police or just run away?
They won't let us run away!"
Chen Xiaolong sighed, "Didn't you see Huo Xiuwen?"
"I saw him, he was there. But the locals know him, and I saw that no one specifically attacked him during the process."
Tang San spoke slowly, for fear that he would miss something.
"Damn it," Chen Xiaolong cursed in a low voice, "I really want to kill this guy.
Once he dies, these retired soldiers will stick together, and they may not be members of the Huo family anymore.
It's not a problem to send someone to cooperate with them.
But Huo Xiuwen can't be removed, which makes me a little embarrassed, Brother San."
"Buzz..."
The phone vibrated and the screen lit up.
Chen Xiaolong looked at the time on the phone in disbelief. It was past twelve o'clock. Doesn't that mean that Chen Pingan is still awake at three o'clock in the middle of the night?
"Hello? You are not asleep so late to call me, is there something wrong?" He asked directly after answering the phone.
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