At ten o'clock in the morning, it was already three poles in the morning.

The Douglas hotel manager let out a long breath, having been worrying about whether the hotel would collapse due to the resonance effect last night.

Thankfully, nothing terrible happened.

"Goodbye, boss!"

"Brother Shen, I didn't expect you to be as your name, remember to find someone later, and they will give you a discount. ”

"Boss, wait for your next visit!"

“......”

At the door of the hotel, it was time for the men and women who fell in love at first sight and had been in love all night to break up.

There is reluctance and ties.

It's just that there is always a time to break up when you are in love.

What's more, this kind of love is too hard, and the young ladies decided to have a breakup that just left.

However, people have feelings after all.

The lover worked hard all night, and also gave the savings that he had treasured for more than 20 years, so he should order a bonus.

There is also interest on bank deposits.

"Little brother, my sister must be the biggest in giving you this red envelope. Don't forget your sister. ”

"Third brother, don't worry, my sister is not a stingy person, and she is definitely not smaller than their red envelopes. ”

“......”

Ten minutes later.

The young ladies in camisole shirts and miniskirts walked mercilessly in high heels.

The white flowers and the back reflecting the luster and elasticity are no longer visible, leaving only a faint fragrance that seems to be wafting at the tip of the nose.

Peng San looked at the red envelope in his hand with blank eyes, Zheng Zheng looked at the figure that could no longer be seen with a look of retrospectiveness, and Tang Dunhou's eyes were dull and he took out a handful of money from the red envelope.

"I'm Cao, a thousand yuan. ”

People, alive.

The young men who were dumped in a daze suddenly came to life one by one.

The sadness of being robbed and the dazed feeling of being dumped by someone are gone in an instant.

"This one is also a thousand. ”

"I'll go, I'm this one thousand eight. ”

Red envelopes, big red envelopes.

Each of the lads had two big red envelopes in their hands.

The least is a thousand, and the most is two thousand.

Soon, Tang Dunhou, who was the first to open the red envelope, found that something was wrong.

In his group, there was one person whose hands were empty.

"Brother, why don't you have a red envelope?"

The corners of Shen Jiannan's mouth twitched.

He didn't want to laugh, but Tang Dunhou's eyes were too funny.

"Haha......"

”......“

“......”

Gambling is an industry with a long history.

And the reason why this industry has a long history is naturally because it has always been profitable.

Low risk, high reward.

It can even be said that it is a sure win.

A hundred years of stock history has long shown that there are more people who lose or always make money than they make money, seven losses, two draws and one earning, in this zero-sum game market, there is no shortage of meteors, but there are only one or two birthday stars.

Warren Buffett is one of the birthday stars.

It's just that with the leveraged nature of the gambling house, even if it is replaced by Buffett, there is only a dead end.

Because leverage is a double-edged sword, the greater the leverage, the sharper the side that cuts at you.

As for the demon of the king of speculation, Lee Vermore, he is just a meteor after all.

In short, being a trader makes a steady profit without losing, and it is even more profitable to eat customer position losses when doing the right betting.

No one thought that the gambling industry is indeed very stable in making money, but a loss is a fatal loss.

Central, 22nd Floor, Property Building.

Hengyuan Finance Company.

Han Li felt like his head was going to explode when he held the report handed over by the financial officer.

In the unsettled statements of financial statistics, there is a Hang Seng Index futures 4625 long contract, the quantity of 400 lots.

This contract was opened half a month ago, but now......

Glancing up at the computer on his desk, Han Li only felt his heart twitch.

5228.38。

It's a miserable loss.

An increase of 600 points, one point is 50 yuan.

Twelve million.

If this open position is paid, it will not be enough for the company to put all the profits of the previous year into it.

But if you don't pay, you can't.

Gambling houses are not under the jurisdiction of the Hong Kong government, and they belong to a gray area, which means that they must have a good reputation if they want to continue to operate.

You are only allowed to lose and not to earn, so who would dare to come here to play if it is passed out.

What's more, Peng San is the forty-nine of Yunji, and Hengyuan, the power of Yunji, can't be provoked at all.

To pay or not to pay?

Han Li's eyes flashed with the look of countless struggles.

Sometimes ruthless, sometimes helpless.

If someone is sent to kill that guy, then of course this money will not have to be lost.

Can you just kill it?

If you kill Yun Ji, will you take revenge, will you kill yourself too? What if this thing gets out?

Headache.

Han Li felt a special headache.

He really regretted that he had received the 200,000 in the first place.

If he hadn't accepted the original 200,000 funds, Hengyuan would not have lost so much money today.

Twelve million.

14th Floor, Real Estate Building, Dingsheng Finance Limited.

Like Hengyuan Finance Company, Dingsheng Finance also found a disturbing open position when making settlements.

The Hang Seng Index has 4627 long contracts, with a quantity of 800 contracts.

Based on the current price of the Hang Seng Index at 5228, it is a full 24 million profit.

If such a large sum of money were to be settled by the position holder, it would be no different from death.

What to do?

In the office of the general manager of Dingsheng, Huang Zhifeng's eyes flashed with fierce light from time to time.

Twenty-four million.

If such a large sum of money is lost, it is better to let him die.

Credibility?

Reputation is a fart, it's a big deal to change the name of the company in a different place and open it again.

Peng San, Yun Ji, Castle Peak Society.

I'll see who dares to come and ask for money.

Han Li was having a headache on how to solve the company's huge open position, and Joshua Wong was waiting for this open position.

Hengyuan, Dingsheng, Huicai, Hengtong......

No one knew that there were more than 20 financial companies on Hong Kong Island that had a huge financial crisis at the same time, and no one knew that this huge compensation crisis was actually done by one person, let alone that they needed to guard against the same headache as Yun Ji.

Sheung Wan, 20th floor of Jin Mao Tower.

Yun Kee Finance Company.

Quiet, unusually quiet.

It's so quiet that everyone in the company doesn't even dare to come out.

This time, the company suffered such a big loss, and everyone knew that the general manager must be in a bad mood.

General Manager's Office.

Yun Ji is the center of power, but now, it's like a garbage dump.

Cigarette butts, cigarette butts everywhere.

The dense cigarette butts filled the general manager's office with a choking smell.

On the office chair, Lin Jiadong bit the cigarette butt with a melancholy expression, and didn't even pay attention to the cigarette butt when it was about to burn out.

That's more than 60 million.

Such a large loss, even if Lin Jiadong is the general manager, he doesn't know what to do.

He never thought that the company would have such a big loss in just half a month.

Lin Jiadong had a headache, more than anyone else.

Peng San is Yunji's own brother, who accidentally made money to take care of his own business, so of course he must lose.

However, such a large sum of money......

Peng San, is it an undercover agent sent by Hesheng Ji? Is it specifically to bring down Yun Ji financially?

Ridiculous thoughts, Lin Jiadong couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Even if it is an undercover agent, no one can make the company lose so much money, if they know how the stock market goes, who will still be an undercover agent, who will come out and put their heads on the waistband.

Spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, Lin Jiadong reluctantly picked up the phone on the table.