“hello？”

Lu Xiwen grabbed the microphone with trembling hands, and his voice was shaking.

"Lu, is that you?" came the voice of my old friend Tom on the other end of the phone, a very hoarse voice, as if someone had choked his throat.

"Yes, it's me. Lu Xiwen asked cautiously, "Nothing big happened in the United States, right?"

He prayed in his heart.

However, the results were disappointing.

Tom said frantically over there: "Why not, something is wrong, I just received a call from the company, all of them cancel their holidays and go back to work immediately." Oh, poor my little Amy, bought a sexy swimsuit yesterday and asked me out to the beach for a vacation today. ”

Lu Xiwen was not in the mood to listen to his smoky love life, his heart sank, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

"On the morning news, Baker gave a speech. ”

"Beck?" Lu Xiwen's eyes widened, and he suddenly recalled the conversation with Guo Yongkun during the day.

"What did he say? Tom, my old friend, can you finish the sentence all at once, I'm really in a hurry!"

"What's the use of you being in a hurry, it's the weekend, it's still late at night over there, right? I said Lu, you shouldn't put so much energy into work, while you still have ...... Well, you know, you should have more girlfriends and enjoy life more......"

“......”

Lu Xiwen wants to kill someone!

"Tom, old man, I beg you, speak quickly. ”

"Okay, okay. ”

Tom stopped his chatter, changed the subject, and said in a low tone, "In his press speech, Treasury Minister Beck said that if the Federal Republic of Germany does not lower interest rates to stimulate economic expansion, the United States will consider letting the dollar continue to fall......"

"He's crazy!" Lu Xiwen said in amazement.

This is clearly an open call to the Federal Republic of Germany, but they are creditors of the United States!

If you shout like this, can people bird you?

It is strange to lower the interest rate, not to raise it back, and to bring you back to your dignity!

Germany is not a cowardly product of Japanese benzene.

"Yes, he's sick in the head. Tom replied.

Lu Xiwen doesn't know how to evaluate this Baker Finance Minister, and he is addicted to it for a while?

This move is obviously unflattering: externally, it offends the creditor of the Federal Republic of Germany. Internally, what does it mean for the dollar to continue to depreciate?

It means that the money in the hands of the people will become less and less valuable, and it is no wonder that it does not cause panic.

In this case, people are more willing to invest their money in industry and real estate rather than in the financial industry.

"It's over. ”

"Not really. Tom deeply agreed with these two words, "Originally, the stock market has fluctuated a little recently, and if we do this, the market will open tomorrow, and the stock market will collapse eighty percent." Therefore, the company is in a hurry, and it must have convened us to discuss countermeasures, which is nothing more than using trading software to quickly sell after the market opens tomorrow to minimize losses. ”

“......”

Lu Xiwen held the microphone, and the whole person was stunned, "He was all right." ”

"What?" asked Tom on the other end, "who is right, could it be that someone predicted the stock market crash in advance?"

Yes, not only predicted in advance, but also shorted 300 million U.S. stocks, which is considered a lot of money. Lu Xiwen thought. My heart was suddenly sour, and I regretted it in my head.

He would have had a chance to hitchhike, but when he met Guo Yongkun and Chen Ziang in Trader 2 that night, they had clearly not started to do anything, and the stock market was still closed for several hours. He even already knew about their plans to short US stocks.

However, he thought that the other party had something wrong with his brain, so he didn't believe it at all.

If he can seize the opportunity at that time, not to mention how much money he makes for the company, he may become a top richest man!

This kind of opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and the US stock market crashed, the last time was 58 years ago!

In this life, it's hard to meet this kind of opportunity a second time, right?

I want to cry.

Guo Yongkun, you are too godly, are you and that Baker Treasury Minister, could you be in the same group? Lu Xiwen thought to himself.

"Lu, I think Smith has already received a call from the headquarters, but it's late at night over there, and you can't do anything, I guess he will contact you as soon as it dawns, you better hurry up and sleep for a while, and then you have to be busy." ”

After Lu Xiwen hung up the phone in a daze, the whole person collapsed on the chair. How do you tell him to sleep?

The huge opportunity slipped directly through his fingers, not to mention the slightest benefit, the company was doomed to lose money, and he had to bear some joint and several responsibilities.

Now, I only hope that the U.S. stock market will not collapse too badly, and if the market value evaporates by more than 100 billion, he feels that he can regret it to wipe his neck.

"Huh? By the way, Hong Kong stocks, in a few hours, the Hong Kong stock market will open, and the Hong Kong dollar is directly pegged to the US dollar, to what extent will it fall? The US stock market has not yet opened on Monday, so leave some room for it!"

Lu Xiwen almost knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Since they are a branch in Hong Kong, more business is naturally concentrated in Hong Kong stocks, and if Hong Kong stocks can't hold back, they will be the first to collapse...... That's really crying, and there's no place to cry.

What he is praying in his heart now is that Hong Kong stocks can stabilize first, and if they collapse until Tuesday after the U.S. stock market opens, their news will naturally be better than that of retail investors, so that they will have enough time to operate and minimize losses.

And yet?

Capital time, Monday, October 9.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, the Hong Kong stock market opened on time, located in the Hong Kong Stock Exchange in Connaught Plaza, in front of a computer screen, traders in red vests, all sitting upright, eyes fixed on the data changes on the screen.

Today they were notified to go to work an hour earlier than usual, and just before the market opened, the chairman came in person and made a speech in a solemn tone, telling them that today was a bad day.

"What's the situation?!"

"Oh my God, it's falling so fast?"

"It's red all over the line!"

"Crazy!"

"Look at the stock index!"

Directly above the trading floor, there is a huge LCD panel with a set of numbers on it, which represents the Hang Seng Index.

Normally, the Hang Seng Index changes very slowly, with single digits changing every few minutes and tens of digits for a long time or even a day.

As for the hundreds, it may only change a few times a year. If you don't mention the thousands, you won't necessarily be able to move for a few years.

At this moment, in the entire trading hall, hundreds of traders in red vests all raised their heads and looked at the Hang Seng stock index display board, dumbfounded and dumbfounded!

It was as if the sign had traveled back twenty years, becoming mechanical, constantly flipping through the control buttons, and the numbers were changing rapidly and shrinking.

And every number that drops is hundreds of millions of dollars!

Scared to death personally!

The change of numbers is like flipping a calendar, and there are older traders, feeling shortness of breath, subconsciously pressing their chests.

They are still insiders, and in the outer hall, there are ordinary citizens who came to the stock exchange early to guard their money, as in the past.

They are completely ignorant of the fiscal control of the United States.

I saw a few pieces of "TV wall", a crimson color, some people bit half of the buns and fell to the ground, some people were soft under their feet and fell on the spot, and some people rolled their eyes and fell unconscious.

"Woo woo woo woo ......" the sirens of ambulances sounded on the street.

The voices of crying fathers and mothers in the hall were intertwined.

The whole Hong Kong stock market was in a panic, and the traders in the inner hall were so busy that they didn't even have time to catch their breath, and the computer screen was full of selling information to be processed.

"Hurry up, sell it to me!"

"Obviously I came first, all stocks, all throw!"

"What's special, whoever squeezes Lao Tzu again, Lao Tzu will fight with him!"

Noisy, quarrelsome, angry, so much so that there was a big fight, and it was a mess.

As soon as the Hang Seng Index opened, it was affected by the panic in New York and surged 120 points!

By the end of the day at noon, in just two and a half hours, a total of 235 points had fallen!

During the lunch break, the tea houses and restaurants in Central are still crowded and noisy. However, whether it is a broker, an investor or a trader eating lunch, everyone's facial expressions are not as relaxed as in the past, but as dignified as if facing a great enemy.

Everyone vaguely feels that this menacing decline will not stop there.

At the same time, radio and television spread the news of the stock market's collapse in the morning, accompanied by appalling headlines, and spread the fear and panic throughout the city.

As a result, after the market opened in the afternoon, the stock market continued to fall, and the fall made people palpitate.

According to the final closing statistics, the Hang Seng Index plummeted 420.81 points throughout the day!

Closed at 3362.39, down more than 11%!

The futures index of each month fell by more than 300 points.

At dusk, the exchange closed, and a large number of stock names looked in a trance, with dull expressions, like walking corpses. The security personnel had to forcibly dissuade them or even help them out.

The glow is beautiful, but there is no temperature.

"It's over. A middle-aged man in a straight suit, his mousse-sprayed hair was already messy, his bright red tie was crumbling on his chest, and the buttons on his collar were unbuttoned in three.

He moved his feet in a daze, his eyes not showing the slightest look, and he stared diagonally at a building diagonally opposite, where there was a two-story shopping mall underneath, and it was not closed.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the top of the building against the backlight of the setting sun. Take difficult steps and move towards the goal......

This is the stock market crash.

In the silence of the night, there are stormy waves.

Monday, October 9, U.S. time.

After the New York stock market opened, the Dow Jones index plummeted, and a large number of selling transactions were backlogged in the computer interface, and there was no time to deal with them.

Countless people were frightened, anguished, and screamed:

"Oh, it's the end of America!"

"The world has collapsed!"

"God can't save America!"

"Can anyone tell me where my money went?"

The sky was overcast, and black clouds were overwhelming.

Towards the end of the market, the Dow Jones index has plummeted by nearly 500 points!

Drop of more than 22% in a single day!

You must know that the total market volume of U.S. stocks is larger than ten Hong Kong stocks!

Such a decline is the highest decline in the US stock market in decades. It is even more violent than the stock market decline during the Great Economic Crisis of 1929!

The Dow Jones index plummeted by 500 points, which means that the market evaporated nearly $500 billion in one day!

That's one-eighth of the annual GDP of the United States!

The New York Times soon published a story headlined "Everything Gets Out of Control."

Port City, Goldman Sachs, Trading Room 2.

Chen Dashao's face was flushed, his expression was excited, and he couldn't help but twist Yangge with excitement.

That's right, Yangge, he is a person who has been to the Northeast. And I seem to be quite fond of this traditional culture, and I have learned some "greetings" with the flavor of big ballast.

"Be quiet, okay?" Guo Yongkun glanced back at him angrily.

"Okay!" Chen Dashao hurriedly took a break and stood upright.

Facts have once again proved that no matter how many doubts and rumors there are from the outside world, Brother Xinkun will have eternal life.

Guo Yongkun raised his hand and looked at his watch, the U.S. stock market closed immediately, the heat was almost over, and all kinds of stocks were about to fall into Xiang, and they could start cutting leeks.

On Friday, he just sold his shares, but they were borrowed and had to be returned. Therefore, it needs to be bought back in the market, so as to complete a short operation.

Of course, the current stock situation, that's really touching.

"Amin, start buying. ”

"Okay, boss!"

Buying stocks now, it's like recycling rags, the trading software is full of sell orders, and Ah Ming just stared at the screen for a long time, but he didn't see one.

It is estimated that the buyers of the world combined, can be counted with one slap.

There is no mistake