There is a law in the financial markets that it is never impossible, on the contrary, anything is possible.

Bank of England Market Transactions Department.

Robin Leigh Pemberton looked at the Reuters screen in disbelief, his eyes full of disbelief and shock.

2.8105, Sell 6

2.8100, buy flat 6

2.7995, sell 6

.....

On the LCD screen, the numbers denser than the ant colony scrolled wildly, and the dense numbers were like a colony of green ants devouring everything, making Pemberton only feel his scalp tingle. He had a ridiculous feeling that all speculators in the world, except for the Bank of England, were selling pounds.

No, to be precise, he felt, except for the people in the office, he felt that everyone in the world was selling pounds.

Yes, everyone.

Otherwise, it is really impossible to explain why such a large number of sell positions are smashed in the market in such a short period of time, which is simply not something that some international speculators or a few funds can do.

With such a large number of trades, it would take at least 1,000, or even 10,000, to sell with so many traders from the Bank of England. But the feeling is just the feeling, and Pemberton knows in his heart that everything is the work of the bastard from the East.

6。

No one likes this number, except for the Eastern Demon named Shen Jiannan.

How did he do it?

Pemberton really couldn't figure out this problem, there were countless volumes every second, and the frequency of 6 even overshadowed all the selling positions in the market, which was not at all possible for people to do, and in just two minutes, only fifteen minutes, the pound was beaten by this inhuman transaction by more than a thousand fundamental points.

Although, this is only the price in the futures market.

However, it will soon be the delivery date of the pound for the month, and due to the linkage of the financial market, there will also be a large-scale sell-off in the spot market, and as the delivery date approaches, this discount will coincide infinitely.

A feeling that Pemberton himself could not believe was born.

This bastard, is he trying to force a position?

Forced position, a means of using money to push prices in the financial market.

The so-called forced position means that the forced position has both a large number of spot positions and a large number of futures positions, so that the short side or seller without spot has to close their positions at a higher price after entering the delivery month, and the futures price will generally deviate from the spot price farther, which is forced position.

Generally speaking, long forced positions appear as long short positions.

After all, the quantity of a certain commodity is limited, if there is enough money to sweep the spot market, so that the spot market can sell the subject matter is lacking, and when delivery is approaching, the futures market bears will be forced to buy and deliver at all costs to close the position. Because the standard contract traded in the futures market is traded on margin, which is the so-called leverage.

Its leverage is the geometric multiple of the underlying asset.

Once the delivery date is approaching, the short side needs to multiply the number of positions sold by the open position by the actual amount of the standardized contract to close the position.

Of course, it is not for nothing that there are many empty forces.

Theoretically speaking, short speculators can use capital or physical advantages to impact the market price at a low price in the spot market, sell a large number of standardized contracts in the futures market, so that their short positions greatly exceed the ability of many parties to undertake physical goods, and force other spot traders to follow and lower the price, so that the price of the futures market falls sharply, forcing speculative bulls to sell their contracts at a low price and admit losses, or be fined for breach of contract due to financial strength that they cannot receive goods, so as to make huge profits.

To put it simply, it's a game of rules.

But...... Forced positions in the Bank of England...... Someone is forcing the Bank of England to position the Central Bank of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland?

How ridiculous this is.

Pemberton was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the Reuters screen, forgetting for a moment what decision to make.

The head of trading, the chief trader, and the rest of the traders in the market department were also confused, and the numbers were denser than rain, like six-barreled Gatling guns, firing hundreds of rounds per second, and the weapons they held in their hands were semi-automatic rifles.

How can this battle be fought?

Involuntarily, a pair of eyes looked at Pemberton.

"What a daze. Pull it up for me, I don't believe they can keep going like this, no one can keep the mental attention to maintain such a high order speed. ”

Waking up from a dream, as the head of the trading department gave instructions one by one, the traders frantically slapped the keyboard at a high speed that they had never seen before.

2.8105, buy 20

2.8115, sell 100

2.8115, buy 100

2.8125, buy 20

......

With the large amount of oversold money, the price of the pound against the mark rose sharply, and quickly returned to above 2.80, probably because the bears in the market also felt the terrifying firepower of the bulls, and for a time they were beaten without the power to fight back.

This was a relief to Robin Leigh Pemberton, and it looked like it was a premeditated sneak attack, and the damned bearish speculators simply couldn't sustain such a high-frequency selling.

Canary Wharf, First International Capital Trading Department.

"Supper, supper. ”

A Chinese aunt pushed the food cart into the trading department, and with her greeting, a group of young men gathered in front of the dining cart under the leadership of William.

It's almost ten o'clock, and the work is so hard, how can you get by without eating some supper.

"Give me those two skewers of grilled fish. ”

"I'll just eat two chicken thighs. ”

"Wow. It's spicy. ”

In the midst of the commotion, an Englishman is holding a skewer and eating.

He wept while eating, his eyes were watery, and he looked very sad, but his mouth and hands were not idle at all, and he continued to chew heavily while fanning the wind, which was incomprehensible.

"Sam. You don't think it's spicy, why do you still eat it. ”

"But it's so delicious, God, I didn't know that your Chinese food was so delicious. ”

“......”

Eating barbecue and drinking coffee.

It's a weird and unbalanced food combination, but a group of people eat it with relish, and they don't seem to think there's anything wrong with eating it like this.

Finally, a group of people were full of food and drink, full of antiquity, waiting for the arrival of dessert after the meal, and their eyes were shining, looking like werewolves in the night.

Da Da Da .....

The sound of high heels rubbing against the floor was faintly heard from the office hallway in the night, and soon a blonde woman pushed open the office door, smiled sweetly, and greeted the boys present.

"Hey!"

"Hey, good evening, handsome guys!"

"Zhang. You look so handsome tonight. ”

“......”

A group of girls of different shapes and shapes rushed in, and the young men who were familiar with the scene greeted them, and without waiting for them to greet them, they walked over one by one and chatted with them about the moonlight tonight.

In Sasha Brooke's absence, William immediately swayed and glanced at the floating profit of the position on the central account

40000000??。

There is no way, after making so much money, if you don't communicate with people, that feeling will make your blood vessels explode, and in desperation, William had to stop a slender but plump girl and communicate with her about the philosophy of life.

Gradually, William's excitement eased a little, as the price of the pound against the mark rose to 2.8455, and the floating profit of 40 million pounds shrank to more than 20 million.

There is nothing more reassuring than a shrinking fortune, and nothing more irritating than a shrinking fortune.

Belch......

It's so contradictory.

That tangled sense of contradiction is simply the same as the demons of all speculators.

Bang Bang Bang –

William slapped his face, drawing everyone's attention.

"Guys. Fuck these bitches for me, it's time for them to see how good we are.

Smack-

Smack-

Smack-

William's words fell, and the traders took a key button one after another, and with the combination of hardware and software, the time of 0.01 second was fed back to the computer's display screen.

2.8455 sell 6

2.8450 buy flat 6

.......

2.8435 sells 6

......

2.8120 sell 6

.......