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First long 5 hands, then short 15 lots.

Lu Shu didn't understand what routine Shen Jiannan was playing at all.

Five long positions to hedge fifteen short positions is equivalent to ten short contracts.

It's more than taking off your pants and farting.

The most important thing is that Shen Jiannan himself said that he is bullish on the Hang Seng Index that will rise by 10,000 points in the future.

After being stunned for a moment, Lu Shu didn't know how to speak.

Shen Jiannan said before that there is no next time.

This next time is to ask Lu Shu not to express his opinion on the transaction.

After thinking about it for a long time, Lu Shu didn't know how to refute, so he said helplessly.

"Twenty lots cost a million, and now we don't have enough money. ”

Shen Jiannan was also helpless.

He put down the magazine and said helplessly.

"Old Lu, you are really a qualified leek. Don't you know if you don't need money to lock up your position?"

Leek?

Lu Shu blinked, he said subconsciously.

"What leeks?"

"Why didn't you ask the second half?"

“......”

Lu Shu didn't speak, and this mode of communication that answered non-questions made him feel that Shen Jiannan was really a little nervous.

Naturally, Lu Shu thought of a sentence.

Genius on the left, madman on the right.

Maybe people like Shen Jiannan are actually far from neuropathy.

Five minutes later, Lu Shu, who was stunned and relieved when he went, came back.

A Hang Seng Index futures contract is 50,000.

But twenty futures contracts are not a million.

Half a million.

Lu Shu finally knew that hedging out of positions was called locking, and locking up positions did not cost money.

"Rise, rise, rise. ”

"Fall, fall, fall. ”

"Up, down. ”

On the noisy trading floor, countless speculators looked at the numbers on the big screen or shouted or chanted silently in their hearts.

The market is like being able to feel people's expectations.

In that crazy or persistent shout, Hang Seng is like a roller coaster, both rising and falling.

4200......4160......

4160......4200......

Shouts and hope can change the market.

Under the expectation of bulls and bears, benevolent markets may not be able to tell whether to go up or down.

Half past four in the afternoon.

The number on the big screen in the trading center was still at 4170.

There are no warm figures.

But this number made Lu Shu feel very complicated in his heart.

As you can see on the chart on the big screen, the Hang Seng Index has gone up and down countless times like a butterfly throughout the trading day.

There were many times when Lu Shu wanted to urge Shen Jiannan to close his position in a certain direction. But if he does that, I'm afraid his face will be swollen by the market.

Involuntarily, Lu Shu looked at the back of the person who walked out of the gate.

An imperceptible awe arose.

Under the fluctuation that represented tens of thousands of profits and losses, the back was as if it had no emotion and didn't even blink its eyes.

Calm and indifferent. Calm and indifferent to the point of being intimidating.

A thought that had been buried in Lu Shu's heart was shattered.

One day, two days, three days.

For four consecutive trading days, the Hang Seng Index has been rolling like a roller coaster. The up-and-down trend makes one wonder if the market is going to keep playing like this.

The opening price was 4170, the closing price was still 4170, the highest was 4199, and the lowest was 4160.

Every day, every day.

The narrower and narrower oscillations made the speculators who had become accustomed to it so bored that they wanted to scold their mothers.

Friday, the Securities Exchange Center.

Calm, compared with the usual madness and hustle and bustle, the trading center at this time seems much quieter.

No one screams around their necks anymore, and no countless notes flying. An aura called decadence permeated the trading floor.

"I'm afraid it's still the same as yesterday. ”

"yes. There hasn't been much good news in the market lately. ”

"Lose his old acre, how long will this be played. ”“......”

The hustle and bustle of the wet market is gone.

You can't make money without a huge upswing or downtrend, and you can't go crazy without making money. The speculators were bored, gathered around and scolded their mothers.

In a stall where newspapers were placed on the periphery, Lu Shu also felt like an addict who had suddenly quit gambling, feeling that he couldn't lift his strength.

The market is as bleak as water, and this kind of market is really inspiring.

"Mr. Peng's job has been found. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Where do you work?"

"Over there in Yau Ma Tei. ”

"What a job. ”

"Handymen are similar in nature to the temporary workers recruited by the Urban Management Bureau, the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, the Police Department, and the Taxation Bureau. ”

Gathered around the stall, Lu Shu and Shen Jiannan chatted with each other.

After hearing what Shen Jiannan said, Lu Shu couldn't help but sigh. After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't understand what temporary workers from the Urban Management Bureau, the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, the Police Department and the Tax Bureau did.

"Aren't you brothers?"

"Old Peng is quite suitable for this, and he likes it too. ”

“......”

Shen Jiannan was serious and talked lightly.

A pair of eyes also looked at the big screen in the distance for a while.

As long as the horizontal is as high as the vertical.

The Hang Seng Index has been consolidating around 4200 for four days, and I am afraid that it will go out of direction at any time.

Perhaps because of his nervousness, Shen Jiannan felt the muscles in the corners of his eyes throbbing slightly.

He curled the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly.

When did he even get nervous about a dozen positions.

Suddenly, a ray of essence flashed in Shen Jiannan's eyes, and his bright eyes startled Lu Shu like a beast to be preyed.

Lu Shu hurriedly turned his head.

But as a result, he found nothing.

The people around were chatting around as if they were drinking tea, and the red vests in the central district were constantly talking to each other.

The market hasn't changed much either.

4159。

Prices are still dangling around the lows of these days.

Instinctively, Lu Shu asked.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Jiannan did not answer.

He closed his eyes and listened carefully to the sound of his own heartbeat.

"Bang bang bang!"

A powerful heartbeat, but beyond the heartbeat there seems to be a voice that constantly warns of something.

Very familiar feeling.

"Old Lou. Close all long orders. Right away. ”

“......”

——————

There is a saying that where there are Chinese, there are temples.

Yau Ma Tei used to be a gathering place for fishermen, and the Tin Hau Temple, where fishermen's wishes were placed, naturally became the center of Yau Ma Tei, and the closest to Tin Hau Temple is Temple Street.

Every evening, hundreds of stalls wake up the entire temple street.

Those who sell small goods, those who paint portraits, those who play ring games, those who tell fortunes and read the faces, and those who perform operas...... If you're hungry, you can have a bowl of authentic claypot rice and choppy noodles, and several food stalls stay awake until the early hours of the morning.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Peng San shuttled through hundreds of stalls on Temple Street with a piece of meatloaf in his hand.

"Third brother is good. ”

"The third brother is here. ”

"Third brother. ”

“......”

A smile and a faintly frightened look.

Everywhere Peng San went, the small vendors on Temple Street greeted each other.

Shen Jiannan told Lu Shu that Peng San had found a job.

This is true.

Peng San's current job is to work in Temple Street, not only to maintain the security management of Temple Street, but also to be responsible for the location of the stalls on Temple Street, in addition to collecting operating fees and security fees.

The comprehensive function is indeed similar to what Shen Jiannan said, a bit like the merger of the Urban Management Bureau, the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, the Police Department and the Taxation Bureau.