However, he still secretly prayed mentally, "I will definitely not lose! This must be a temporary problem there!" Lu Ming's eyes looked at the clock next to him pointing to the clock at eleven o'clock, and a cold light flashed in the corner of his eye. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Mr. Zhou, lend me another 500 million!" In the VIP room, Lu Ming looked at his mobile phone.

"Okay, I'll get you over now!" there was no hesitation on the other end of the line. Lu Ming put down the phone with a little relief, he didn't want to ask Zhou Zhenye for help at all unless he had to, because the last thing he wanted was a human debt.

Putting the Apple 4 next to the computer, Lu Ming's eyes showed a trace of exhaustion, but just for a moment, he refocused his eyes on the computer screen in high spirits.

He's looking forward to a turning point!

He absolutely can't let the Dow Jones index close like this today, this is his last chance, he has invested nearly 600 billion, he must not give up his efforts, that means, not only his nearly 10 billion disappears, but he will be in debt of more than 40 billion!

But these are not what he cares about, money, for him, is just a line of numbers, after the Apple mobile phone went on the market, he has long been numb to these numbers, and most importantly, he is not willing to fail like this!

"Why would God tease me like this, am I destined to not be able to fight them?" Lu Ming's eyes were full of bright red bloodshots.

"Paul, we ...... Are we going to continue to sell?"

In the trading hall, Ryoko Yonekura finally couldn't help but stop the movements in her hand anymore, she felt that the beating rate of her heart was almost beyond her tolerance!

"Mr. Paul, we're still ......"

"yes......"

The rest of the young Wall Street elites also stopped what they were doing, and their faces were like Ryoko Yonekura, full of fear and fear.

"How can this be? Twenty-one thousand and one hundred points!"

Paul's face was pale as he looked at the current Dow Jones numbers flashing bright red on the electronic cards on the trading floor.

"It's 11:30 now, and in thirty minutes, the market is about to close!"

Ryoko Yonekura's face was pale, and her eyes were full of fear and worry, "We've lost $48 billion so far! 48 billion, it's dollars!"

"yes......"

The rest of the Wall Street elite didn't know it so clearly, and when they heard Ryoko Yonekura's words, they all immediately began to tremble

"No, before Mr. Chen instructs, let's continue to sell goods!" Paul's eyes showed a hint of struggle, and immediately shot a trace of perseverance!

It wasn't the first day he entered the financial market, the risk of this market, from the first day he went to work at Morgan Stanley to do his first stock trade, he remembered the feeling that his heartbeat almost stopped, this is a battlefield without gunpowder, a battlefield without blood! You have to do everything you can to take one more breath than others, as long as you take that extra breath, you will survive! This is what his former boss said to him that day, and he has always imprinted it in the depths of his mind! Besides, there is a famous saying on Wall Street that the boss's instructions are always right, and if there is a mistake, please refer to the first one. Therefore, although he is also very nervous psychologically watching the continuous upward movement of the stock index, his experience over the years has taught him that he needs to be calm at this moment.

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"Mr. Bush, now that the Dow has risen to 22,100 points, what should we do now? Do we continue to estimate the goods?" On the other side of the trading hall, a middle-aged man sitting in front of the computer, sweating profusely on his forehead, said to the blonde man behind him tremblingly, his fingers tapping the keyboard were constantly vibrating.

"How many more are coming out?"

"Another 200 million is out, do we still want to sell?"

"Go on, get all the chips out of your hand!" Jeb Bush, his blond hair glowing strangely in the sunlight outside the window, his face revealing a sense of majesty, and a kind of businessman's shrewdness in his eyes, he looked at the number of words displayed on the computer screen on his desk, and immediately gave a decisive order.

"Cloth ...... Cloth...... Mr. Bush, what are you talking about?......" The middle-aged man's voice has almost changed.

"I'll let you ship them all at once, do you hear?" Jeb Bush roared angrily, "Immediately, give it to me immediately, do you hear it?" His current pressure is not known to be many times greater than that of Lu Ming, who has only invested more than 50 billion yuan, while the Bush family has invested hundreds of billions of dollars, although the majority is from the government. However, if it fails, in the short term, the Bush family will lose its strong economic support, and it may collapse completely. He didn't want to be a sinner in his family, and his eyes were shining like wolves.

"Yes...... Yes, we'll ship it right away!" Several young people around hurriedly nodded, and immediately returned to the computer to the keyboard nervously, and gave the order to the other people next to them to ship in unison.

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Almost at the same time.

"Mr. Buffett, what do we do now?"

"Get out right away!" Warren Buffy, known as the god of stocks, looked palely at the prominent Dow Jones index chart on the computer screen in front of him, and the bruises on the forehead of this old man, who had always been so kind, were all visible, and he almost yelled into the phone.

"Yes...... It's ......"

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"Mr. Soros, what do we do now?"

"Out, out...... Cough ...... cough "At this time, George Soros, the chairman of the Quantum Fund and known as the "financial magician", almost angrily ordered, and before the phone could be hung up, he began to cough non-stop.

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"It's absolutely impossible to listen to the boss!" Paul looked at Ryoko Yonekura and said with a smile, he didn't understand why Ryoko Yonekura was so bothered by the boss's instructions, anyway, he didn't care about his own business, and he could still get that generous reward, so he glanced at Ryoko Yonekura, and then turned back to the young men and ordered, "You just need to obey now, understand?"

"Oh, okay!" the young Wall Street elite did not hesitate to follow the order.

Yonekura Ryoko smiled helplessly, thinking of the kind of desperate madness that Lu Ming showed just now, her expression was shocked, and her mind suddenly thought of Lu Ming's cold and sharp eyes, and without saying anything, she immediately started to sell the operation, but she still couldn't help but have a trace of curiosity in her heart, that Lu Ming looked like he was less than twenty years old at most, how could he have such cold eyes? Could he really be a master?

In the room, looking at the Dow Jones index, which was still slowly rising, Lu Ming's forehead was bruised, and his eyes began to show confusion!

(To be continued.) )