Chapter 407: Stuffing the Empty Order into Ben's Throat
The dead silent hall, which had just been so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, seemed to come alive again at that moment.
The sound of keyboards typing, vague discussions, long-suppressed breathing, and the sound of lighters lighting cigarettes began to spread in the hall.
"call..."
Even Fang Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that the memory has not changed, which is good.
"Boss, the order to close the position was issued half an hour ago.
Given the current delay of more than 100 minutes, we estimate that we will have to wait another hour before we can see data feedback. "
The handkerchief in Turner's hand was already wet enough to squeeze out water.
"How about you take a rest, Boss? I'll be watching over here."
Seeing that Fang Xiang didn't say anything, Turner said another sentence.
"Don't worry, wait and see."
Fang Xiang shook his head.
In fact, once the order to close a position is issued, no other operations are required.
It’s just that the delay is too high now, and you have to wait an hour and a half to see the results. But in fact, once the command is issued, it doesn’t matter whether you look at it or not.
However, Fang Xiang was still somewhat excited at this moment.
After all, he still wanted to see today's profits with his own eyes.
But there was no need to rush. Fang wanted to pull the blanket that the secretary had brought to him and cover himself with it. He laid the boss chair flat and planned to take a nap.
“Boss, boss!
The data is back! "
Just when Fang Xiang was drowsy and didn't know how long he had slept, Turner's voice rang in his ears.
"how's it going?"
Fang Xiang opened his eyes and saw Turner's excited expression right in front of him.
“Our luck was incredible.
We pretty much ran away at the bottom of the stock market.”
Turner waved his hands and his voice was very high-pitched.
Although his eyes were a little red from staying up late, it still couldn't hide his emotions at the moment.
"How much money did you make?"
Fang Xiang was already very familiar with Turner.
It’s fine when I don’t talk, but when I start talking, I always can’t find the point.
Fortunately, he has strong business skills, otherwise Fang Xiang would have wanted to replace him a long time ago.
“308 billion US dollars! The profit is close to %!
The market has just closed, and at the lowest point, the drop was over 22 percent.
But just before the close, the stock market seemed to be showing signs of recovery.”
Turner turned to look at the rows of computers.
"The Dow Jones Index has now fallen by 1738 points, the Nasdaq has fallen by %, the NYSE has fallen by %, and the AMEX has also fallen by more than %. That's a whole France lost! billion US dollars has been wiped out!"
The red, green and yellow data on the computer screen have all disappeared, leaving only a black background and boxes.
“Almost all well-known stocks have fallen by more than 30 percent!
General Electric fell more than 33 percent, AT&T fell nearly 30 percent, Coca-Cola fell more than 36 percent, Westinghouse was the worst hit, falling nearly 50 percent, American Express fell nearly 40 percent, and even Boeing was not spared, falling 30 percent!
We made a fortune!"
Turner opened his red eyes wide and reported out the data one by one as if he knew them all.
Of the more than 30 traders who were sitting neatly in the hall just now, only a few are left.
Some were smoking and chatting in the corridor, some went to the bathroom, some gathered in front of the coffee machine to drink coffee, and a few had fallen asleep on the computer desk.
"Well done, how long will it take for the funds to be transferred to London?"
Fang Xiang raised his hand. The time was now 4:03 in the morning.
It is 4:03 p.m. New York time in North America.
"Boss, I think this stock market crash will sweep across all trading centers around the world.
There are still five hours before London opens. Should we go to Japan first, then take a walk around Hong Kong Island, and finally go to London?"
Turner suddenly lowered his voice and moved closer.
“Is there enough time?
Everyone needs a break, right?"
Fang Xiang hesitated for a moment, and what Turner said made a lot of sense.
The stock market crash, since it is a North American stock market crash, it is definitely not just the North American market that was affected.
Today, North America is still the world's economic engine and the leader of the European and American world. If a stock market crash occurs in North America, it will undoubtedly affect the entire world.
Let’s not talk about Hong Kong Island, if I can get some action in the book...
Turner's proposal kept echoing in Fang Xiang's mind.
Free money?! Who wouldn’t want it?!
And after cutting North America, they will cut the books first!
If you miss this rare opportunity, won't you regret it for the rest of your life?!
But, looking at the exhausted team...
These people were all transferred back from North America by Fang Xiang. Due to the tight schedule, many people have not been able to adapt to the time difference.
Some people are still energetic, while others are exhausted.
If I were to take another trip to Japan’s financial market, could I handle it?
Especially after finishing cutting the book, we must go to London immediately, which is a high-intensity work of more than 20 hours in a row.
“It’s not a big problem, the plates here in Japan and Hong Kong are small.
It doesn't require all staff to be involved, just a dozen people will do the job. I can also immediately contact several financial teams in North America, and with just a little bit of funding, I can get them to cooperate on the periphery.
Moreover, we have completed the transaction in North America, and our funds are now sufficient to reach nearly 60 billion.
With the same five-fold leverage, you can get 300 billion yuan in funds. Without too much action, you can easily reap all of the economic achievements of the past five years!
By then, the funds we have taken from Japan and Hong Kong may very well exceed 100 billion US dollars!
Boss! "
Although Turner's voice was low at this time, it sounded like the sound of nature to Fang Xiang's ears.
If you say that five years of gains are taken away, that's enough for Fang Xiang to eat until his stomach bursts!
“Then just go for it!
Find more teams and double the fee! Be sure to take this opportunity to turn the financial market of this country upside down!
And you, each of you will get a bonus of one million dollars this time, and you alone will get three million!
If you can harvest more from this book, the bonus can be doubled!
By the way, these are the bonuses for North America and Japan. Forget about Hong Kong Island, the next wave will go directly to London.
The bonus in London is another matter!"
Fang Xiang no longer had the energy to feel sleepy at this moment. The thought of collecting the books, no matter how many or how few, made him as excited as smoking cannabis.
Not only did they offer a high bonus, they even promised that the harder you cut, the bonus would be doubled again!
"Leave it to me, Boss. I'm counting on this bonus to support my retirement."
Turner was not a fool and immediately understood what Fang Xiang meant.
At the same time, I also thought of a way out.
Such a high bonus, in addition to being a reward, may also be intended to keep people quiet.
You have to know that it is 87 now. Millions of US dollars are enough for a person to live the rest of his life in financial freedom.
"Guys! Come here!
This time our boss is very generous and promises everyone a bonus of one million dollars!
But the price is that we can only rest for four hours, and the next battlefield will be the notebook!
If we can satisfy the boss with the harvest in the book, the bonus can be doubled!
Go to London and there will be extra rewards. Brothers, after we finish this, we can retire directly!
If you want to be like me, starting tomorrow, you will wear a $4 gold watch! Drive a $6 luxury car! Live in a $365 mansion! Be surrounded by countless beauties! No need to work all year round, and have days of vacation!
If you want to be one of the richest people in America, then just like me, cheer up!
One last fight! Stuff the empty orders down the throats of everyone in this book and choke them to death!"
As soon as Fang Xiang finished speaking, Turner immediately turned around and clapped.
As he attracted the attention of everyone in the hall and corridors, Turner seemed to have transformed into the Wolf of Wall Street.
"Ohhhhhh!"
"FCXK! Let's do it!"
As soon as Turner finished speaking, there were only about thirty people in the hall, but they burst into excited shouts and whistles like hundreds or thousands of talents.
