With mountains in the distance and verdant meadows nearby, even though the north has been frozen for thousands of miles and snow drifts, it is still full of spring, this is a golf course, covering an area of nearly ten square kilometers, not to mention the seaport, in the world.

Wang Ye is still stranded in the harbor and did not leave, he especially loves the sport of golf, some people say that golf is social, for others may not be accurate, for the prince is undoubtedly accurate, there are many major events are finalized on the course.

He was dressed in a white tracksuit and a hat, and was followed by a pretty beautiful woman.

Walking on the right side is naturally still a burnt golden dragon, Fu Bo's death made him sad, but he knew that the top priority should be to take revenge to anger the people, he was present when the prince called Old Man Li, and he was next to him, although he couldn't hear what was said on the phone, but Old Man Li's name was amazing, as long as he made a move, he would definitely be able to pinch Liu Feiyang to death.

To this day there has been no news to him that surprised him.

A few people strolled to the established position, in the period when the iron rod was gradually abandoned, the prince preferred the iron rod, and it was still the third pole, that is, the long pole, which was not easy to hit high and easy to hit the right curve, which was really not the best choice.

He swings with his feet apart.

"Bang..."

After aiming a few times, he vigorously hit the ball out, and as for whether it will go into the hole, it is not in the scope of thinking, so he put away his posture and said, "Three days, you will be satisfied with the effect within three days..."

Jin Long nodded, he hasn't come out of the New Year stage yet, since yesterday, the two New Year's films under his company's name have exploded at the box office, but the attendance rate has not reached the box office display, and the singles launched by the three artists under his name, the records are also selling exponentially...

Yesterday in just one afternoon, the record was tens of millions higher than expected, and the box office was even higher than that.

Clearly, Golden Dragon has begun to deliver on its promises.

"We harbor people pay attention to tradition and settle in the ground, but now Fubo is still staying in the funeral home, if he doesn't let the murderer pay for his life one day earlier, he will stay in the funeral home for one more day..."

The prince returned his hand and handed the cue to his female companion.

In fact, Old Man Li really didn't lie in front of Liu Feiyang, this weird old man really told the prince directly: Play with your mother's eggs, when the prince heard the response, he almost got up, he didn't look down on this Manchu legacy, if it wasn't for some places where it could be used, he would have torn his face without hesitation.

Without Old Man Li's way, there are other ways.

At this time, the phone rang, and the phone was placed in the hands of the female companion, and the ringing was heard.

When the prince saw the number on it, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and then he picked it up and put it in his ear.

The golden dragon next to him didn't listen to what he said, and also made a swing posture, he was not as paranoid as the prince, he was already proficient in using the most popular wooden club at the moment, and the choice was not to use the third or fourth long club, but to the fifth, with a wave of both hands, the ball also floated away.

As soon as he retracted his posture, the prince also happened to say the last sentence, "Do it!"

The golden dragon turned his head, not knowing why, expecting him to give an explanation.

"Hole-in-one!"

The caddie sent back the news.

The prince laughed, "What you want is the result, you don't have to care too much about the process, just like this ball, just go into the hole..."

……

Far away in Hailian, a group of people sat in front of the computer.

This is a closed room, in addition to the computer on the table, there is also a monitor hanging above, there is no blood-pumping picture on it, it is very boring, but it can make people thrilling numbers, the numbers are constantly beating, and there are foreign names in front, which translates roughly as: main contract...

To put it bluntly, it's futures!

There are about 30 square meters of room, except for a door, all sides are filled with machines, the machine is close to the surrounding circles to form a circle, and there are staff sitting in front of it, so that the room area is further compressed, and only a few square areas are left in the middle.

In the middle of these squares, a woman stood.

Long hair tied up, painted with bewitching red lips, slender figure hugging shoulders, eyes looking at everything coldly, and not beating with the numbers.

There are no windows, and the light source is all light from various screens.

For it has been said that the night makes a man think.

She had been staring at the studio for two hours, ready to walk out of the studio.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a sound of "Bang Dang...", and the young man who was staring at the screen across suddenly fell from the chair, his eyes slid down, he stood up in a panic, straightened his eyes and said, "Sister Qing, take a look, something happened..."

The woman standing in the center is none other than Liu Qingqing!

Since she picked out the topic at Cheng Cheng's board of directors, she knew Liu Feiyang's attitude, but she knew that women chased men and women, and she didn't bother when Liu Feiyang was enjoying the New Year's rest, because there were still many things to enrich herself, such as making waves in foreign markets...

Hearing this, Liu Qingqing quickly walked to the front of the computer.

The man was sweating profusely and explained, "Just now, someone dug out 5,000 empty orders, which caused the value of the contract to drop significantly, that is, our margin is gone, and if we want to continue to participate, we must continue to add..."

Futures are not the same as stocks and are more risky.

To put it simply, you can buy something for five dollars for one dollar in the futures market, but at the same time, you have to bear the risk of five dollars rising and falling.

Buying a dollar for a dollar needs to fall 100 percent to clear it.

But for five dollars, it's only a 20 percent drop.

Liu Qingqing frowned suddenly, the reason why she chose this futures is because the risk is not big and profitable, and it has been running smoothly and making profits in the past few days.

And I don't know who dug out the 5,000 empty orders just now, which ruined her hard work these days, and she also lost a fortune.

The man looked at Liu Qingqing and asked tentatively, "Can we meet the immortals in a fight?"

Liu Qingqing's brows furrowed even deeper.

The value of a one-hand empty order is about 20,000 yuan, and five thousand hands is a hundred million, and so many are thrown out at once, what is not a big man?

After thinking about it, he calmly said, "The funds we have used these days are only these, it should have nothing to do with us, first add margin, and see if anyone is long..."

You can make a profit by going long, and you can also go short.

To put it simply, if the multi-party and the empty side fight, whoever wins in the end will win.

She has been going long all along, and someone who is short is naturally the counterparty.

Her idea is that it has nothing to do with her that someone fights, and there must be a "great god" in many ways later.

"Good..."

The man nodded, entered the number with both hands, and soon, the additional 10 million margin arrived.

Just when everyone was thinking that there would be a big brother who could take the lead.

"Hmm..."

"The empty side threw another 5,000 hands..."

"Gollum..."

The man swallowed his saliva, although he had seen a lot of winds and waves in the capital market, but he had personally experienced it, and he had never experienced it so quickly, and slowly turned his head and said, "Sister Qing... Ten million, and it's gone!"

Hear the words.

The people who were staring at the other markets also turned their heads to look at the man's computer screen.

The man stubbornly said, "We must have met the gods in a fight!"