financial hacker

Chapter 90
At midnight, a rapid ringing of the phone woke Zhao Jinshui from his sleep. He opened his hazy eyes and looked at the Swiss radar watch on his wrist. Zhao Jinshui was stunned for a moment. Who would be calling at one o'clock in the middle of the night?
Looking at the caller ID on the bedside phone, Zhao Jinshui's body suddenly trembled, because this number was the number of the night shift room of the Jinshui Financial Special Forces Team.

In the past few days, for the sake of soybean futures, Zhao Jinshui will leave a few team members waiting in the duty room every night, the purpose is to monitor the futures markets in Chicago and London.

The bargaining chips in his hand have been almost fully placed, and the market price has stabilized. In Zhao Jinshui's view, the market will stabilize in a few days. At that time, it will be too late for those financial institutions in the West to make a move, because The overall situation has been decided, and if the opponent wants to stir up a storm, he has to work very hard. In his opinion, it is definitely not worth the loss. And the call from the duty room at this time must be something unexpected, right?

Thinking of this, Zhao Jinshui hurriedly picked up the phone, rubbed his eyes and said, "I'm Zhao Jinshui..."

The person on the phone said to Zhao Jinshui: "Mr. Zhao, a large number of long buyers have been found in the London futures market that has just opened. Now the price of soybean futures has risen sharply and is approaching our warning price!"

But Zhao Jinshui was taken aback for a moment, and said excitedly: "What did you say, say it again..."

"That's right, the price of soybean futures has skyrocketed, approaching our warning line!"

"Oh, got it, I'll go right away!" Zhao Jinshui put down the phone, thinking that he still hadn't escaped the clutches of these foreign institutions. Thinking about the experience of those who fought with Western financial institutions in the past, Zhao Jinshui couldn't help but twitched in his heart. Could it be that he was really doomed this time? Thinking of this, he suddenly felt shortness of breath and rapid heartbeat. He hurriedly picked up a bottle of quick-acting heart-rescuing pills from under the bed and put it in his mouth
At this time, Zhao Jinshui's wife had been awakened and looked at Zhao Jinshui in shock: "Are you okay, Jinshui!"

"It's okay!" With Jiuxinwan coming up, Zhao Jinshui returned to normal. Then he stood up, skillfully put on his suit and tie, and at the same time skillfully took out the Ming Dynasty's suit from his pocket. Kaiyuan Tongbao, playing with it in his hand.

This copper coin accompanies him on all his journeys and grows from a small trader to a highly regarded stock master. It is definitely his lucky charm, but at this moment when he holds this copper coin, his hands tremble.

"What the hell happened!" Zhao Jinshui's wife looked at him solemnly.

"I'll go out for a while!" Zhao Jinshui smiled at his wife, and at the same time walked over and gently kissed her slightly aged cheek: "I'll be back in a while..."

As he said that, he walked out of the bedroom, but Zhao Jinshui's wife had sensed the seriousness of the matter, and hurriedly stood up from the bed, put on her clothes and chased him out.

In the Bentley car, Zhao Jinshui was lying on his back on the back seat of the car, while Zhao Xiying, who was temporarily summoned by her mother, was sitting in the driver's seat and asked while driving the car: "Dad, don't we have any means to fight back!"

"The opponent is too cunning!" Zhao Jinshui said: "Originally, I had chips for counterattack, but the market has gradually stabilized in the past few days, and I have gradually let go of all the chips in my hand, but I did not expect that in this situation At the critical juncture, the opponent attacks!" As he spoke, Zhao Jinshui rubbed his forehead and said: "As expected of old-style capitalism, his attacks are not only sophisticated, but also accurate. He just attacks the point where I feel most uncomfortable. It's awesome, awesome... "

Hearing Zhao Jinshui's words, Zhao Xiying showed a helpless expression on her face. She couldn't participate in her father's battle, so she could only silently pray for her father. At this time, she really hoped that an angel could help her father.

The Bentley sedan drove into the office building where the Jinshui Financial Special Forces Team was located without making a sound.

Different from the Jinshui Building, the office building of the Jinshui Financial Special Team is just a simple yellow building with less than five floors. It was built in the 60s. It was the headquarters of a rebel group during the revolution. After the reform and opening up, it became a The government agency was not handed over to Zhao Jinshui until a year ago.

When Zhao Jinshui came to the top floor of this small yellow building, it was already full of members of the Jinshui Financial Special Forces Team. When they saw Zhao Jinshui, everyone looked at him expectantly.

"How's the situation?" Zhao Jinshui walked calmly to an open computer.

"Now the price has gone up fifty cents a bushel!" said the worker.

"So fast!" The muscles on Zhao Jinshui's face twitched, and at the same time he felt his heart beating violently again. He didn't expect that the opponent's actions were so clean and thorough, leaving no room for him!
"Yes!" said the person next to him.

"What should we do? Mr. Zhao!" Someone asked again.

"What to do!" Zhao Jinshui suppressed his beating heart, gritted his teeth and said, "Now we are hooked fish. If we want to avoid being dragged to death, we have to die!"

After saying this sentence, Zhao Jinshui suddenly felt his blood surging, and he fell to the ground on his back while clutching his chest. Almost at the same time, there was an urgent shout from his side...

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The London futures market's counterattack was sharp and swift. It recovered the trading level of the previous three or four days in just one trading day. The London futures market had just closed, and the Chicago futures market also followed closely to participate in this attack on Chinese futures traders. during the siege.

Under the repeated bombardment of the two major futures markets, in just one trading day, nearly tens of billions of dollars in delivery receipts were smashed in!

If the storm in the London futures market can still make people see the light of day, then the market conditions in the Chicago futures market have completely disappointed Chinese speculators...

Appreciating, appreciating, going long, going long, soybean futures continue to rise under the leadership of a group of hedge funds headed by financiers, as if embarking on a road of no return.

On the other hand, in the domestic market, a little resistance could be organized at the beginning, but as the opponents continued to increase their chips, the domestic counterattack soon became silent.

There is no way this is a gap in strength, but also a gap in confidence!

In just a few days, the turbulent futures market disappeared a while ago. There was silence in the futures trading building. Everyone had an expression of pain and despair on their faces. The entire domestic market was in a pessimistic mood. He was on the verge of bankruptcy because of his high debts.

There are not a few bosses who are thinking about how to end their lives like...

And some small and medium-sized investors and retail investors who were lucky enough to escape the storm shivered in the corner like dead leaves swept away by the cold wind, and vowed never to touch futures again!

(End of this chapter)