Late at night, the proprietary department of Dafu Bank was extraordinarily quiet, the thick-lipped woman Luo Hong yawned, staring at the stock price of Enron Group without relaxing, and Ye Qian, who was a partner with her, often called to communicate with New York. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"In the absence of any news, why is Enron's share price moving so weakly? As soon as the U.S. stock market opened, the share price of Enron Group instantly opened 10% lower, and now, the decline has slipped to 16%, and the intraday selling pressure is very heavy! Grabbing the gap between Ye Qian's phone drops, Luo Hong's eyes were red and asked.

"I don't know who is selling the goods, but there is clearly a problem with this downward approach." Ye Qian shook her head, but her attention was very focused.

"It's already midnight, do you want to call the boss to get up and take a look?" Luo Hong was a little undecided.

"Or don't, the boss has instructed before, no matter what the stock price of Enron Group falls into, we must maintain the trend of continuous borrowing of stocks, and now the spot stock price has fallen, although it has an impact on our subsequent shorting costs, but it has not hindered the borrowing of stocks, some brokerages and investment banks are so low in a position, but they are more willing to lend us the shares of Enron Group." Ye Qian felt that it was still under control.

"What's going on with the open auction for New Zealand crude oil? That's all that matters. Luo Hong looked at Ye Qiandao.

"At the beginning of the auction at 9:45, although the price of New Zealand crude oil has fluctuated due to the short selling of hedging, from around $21 to $20.5, but now the price of the bid has gradually risen and returned to $21, which is estimated to be maintained." Ye Qian breathed a sigh of relief slightly.

"Look at this posture, New Zealand crude oil can hold on, hold on for another three hours, and wait until the price shouting in the field passes, it will return to the home of our electronic disk trading, but the trading hours of this variety, so that we are quite painful in Hong Kong, if it is the operation of London gold, we can close the stall at this point!" Luo Hong smiled and glanced at it, it was midnight in Hong Kong.

"If you can make it through, don't call Erica them, after all, you still have to keep in touch with New York." Ye Qian already realized that she couldn't rest.

"Who makes me look like a gentleman, don't call Erica and Ji Keying perverse, but Liu Mingxuan has to pick him up." Luo Hong said with a smile, and knew that if Liu Mingxuan came over, Ye Qian might not be used to it.

"It's better to leave him to the boss, and we'll rest together then." Ye Qian covered her mouth and giggled.

"What's so good about laughing?"

Zheng Fan was like a thief, carrying a paper bag into the self-management department.

"Speaking of which, if we are so black and white, we will not be able to stand the strike." Seeing Zheng Fan coming, Ye Qian smiled lazily.

"Coffee, thank you."

Zheng Fan handed the paper bag to Ye Qian, with a shh

"Canned coffee? Boss, your taste is really ......" took a can, and the thick-lipped woman Luo Hong's face twitched.

"It's convenient, it's delicious, I think it's good." Zheng Fan opened a can of coffee and enjoyed it.

"Boss, although the bidding situation of New Zealand crude oil was a little turbulent at the beginning, but now it has stabilized, as for Enron Group, ......" Ye Qian reported in detail the situation in New York.

After a while, seeing Ye Qian's tired look, Zheng Fan didn't express any opinion, just smiled.

"At present, we have borrowed 300 million shares of Enron Group shares, and short-term put options have been opened, about 100 million shares have been sold, do we want to continue?" Ye Qian asked intently.

"Continue, whether it is on the market or off the market, we want it if there is a stock, we don't have to worry about how much the stock price of Enron Group has fallen, it is still far from completely crushing, even if the stock price rebounds, there is no need to be afraid." Zheng Fan rubbed his dry eyes and gave a definite arrangement.

"There's no need to operate now, we can stand it, if there is nothing else, the boss will go and rest." Ye Qian relaxed and smiled.

"It's coming, in half a month, I'll give you a long vacation then." Zheng Fan's statement before he came out of the camp made Ye Qian and Luo Hong both look stiff.

"I only understand now that money is not so easy to earn, let alone half a month, if I come for another day or two, I guess I will be wasted." After Zheng Fan left, Luo Hong said in a rough voice.

The sleepiness kept coming, and Ye Qian felt like she was about to collapse at this time, so she could only smile helplessly.

Unlike Ye Qian and Luo Hong, who had been staying up, Zheng Fan, who returned to the rest room of the office, was lying on the wide bed and quickly fell asleep.

There was no word all night, and when someone knocked on it the next day, it was already ten o'clock in the morning in Zheng Fan's office and the door of the rest room.

"Boss, the price of oil has risen again, and our profits are already very rich, do you want to close the position?" After Zheng Fan opened the door in a daze, he saw Liu Mingxuan's excited and anxious face.

"Since the market is improving, what are you anxious about, did you sleep too much last night? Go back to the self-management department......" After Zheng Fan muttered, he quickly had a seizure.

Liu Mingxuan, who was frightened by Zheng Fan's getting up, almost turned around and ran, but he was in good spirits.

"Yoshii, you've sat outside for nothing."

Zheng Fan glanced at the Japanese girl in the office and complained that she made Liu Mingxuan, who was in a hurry, call the door easily.

"I don't dare to delay the business, otherwise Director Ye Qian and the others will have paid so much hard work in vain, I see that they only went to rest early in the morning, and their faces are very bad." Eika Yoshii responded with a light smile.

"Is Xiao Yue gone?"

Zheng Fan turned around and returned to the lounge without closing the door.

"On the plane early in the morning, Director Ye Qian arranged two guards and returned to China with Xiao Yue." Eika Yoshii entered the bathroom and helped Zheng Fan put the bath water.

"President Ji'er went to New York, is the affairs of Dafu Bank going well?" Zheng Fan, who was taken off by a Japanese girl in pajamas, was not unnatural at all.

"There is a boss, how can it not go well, and before President Ji'er left, all affairs have been arranged, and now Director Ye Qian will focus on the self-operated department, and the operation of the bank is in charge of An Wenjuan, the director of asset management and audit, and she came to inform early in the morning that the president of Citibank's Hong Kong branch has come." Eika Yoshii smiled faintly.

"President Delia? She's positive enough. ”

Zheng Fan was lying in the jacuzzi, his face with his eyes closed, full of playfulness.

Yoshii Huixiang just nodded, and helped Zheng Fan with a shoulder and neck massage with soft hands.

Half an hour passed, until Zheng Fan was taken care of by the Japanese girl and came to the small restaurant on the ninth floor in a Tang costume, and the brown-haired young woman Di Liya was already waiting impatiently.

"Miss Delia, I'm so sorry, I slept a little late yesterday, and I only got up now." Zheng Fan's apologetic statement made Di Liya twist her face slightly in disdain.

"Have you eaten breakfast? Why don't you go together? ”

Zheng Fan didn't seem to see the brown-haired young woman's annoyance, and sat down at the table with a smile.

"Dafu Bank has invested so much money in international crude oil, and Mr. Zheng Fan can still sleep, his heart is really big enough." Delia suddenly smiled and said.

"Someone to help me, what else do I have to be afraid of." Zheng Fan blinked and pointed out.

"Do you know how much money did Tatfook Bank lose by shorting Enron's stock?" Although Di Liya was dissatisfied, the smile on her face was very relaxed.

"Did you lose money? If my guess is correct, Miss Delia entered the market at a relatively low level in Enron's stock price after the accident at New York Life, right? Even if the stock price falls now, it is just to spit out some of the earnings, which is nothing to you. Zheng Fan drank a glass of white water and said disapprovingly.

"In the capital market, mutual cooperation is always better than hostility, but Mr. Zheng Fan is too maverick, and the occasional movement in operation is always uncomfortable." Di Liya was slightly meaningful, and looked at Zheng Fan with a smile in a white embroidered Tang dress.

"Miss Delia wants to tell me that Hong Kong is different from the mainland, and it should follow the rules of the West, right?" Zheng Fan laughed and snorted.

"Now that Mr. Zheng Fan is British, he should naturally think more about it." Di Liya sat down and withdrew, looking at Zheng Fan's black cloth shoes under the dining table.

"I agree with what Miss Delia said, but do I look like an Englishman?" Zheng Fan's cynical laughter was met with a roll of the brown-haired young woman's eyes.

A stack of shrimp dumplings was brought up by Meguma Yoshii, Zheng Fan wiped his hands, and soon began to eat.

Seeing that Zheng Fan took a bite of shrimp dumplings, and within a while, he killed four or five drawers, without the slightest intention of stopping at a shallow taste, it was completely just an appetite to eat to a full, Di Liya couldn't help but swallow her mouthful.

"Speaking of mutual cooperation, can I think that it is mutually beneficial~~~ What can Miss Deliya bring me?" Zheng Fan asked the brown-haired young woman with a smile in English while stuffing shrimp dumplings into his mouth.

"Mr. Zheng Fan should want to integrate into the Western capital market and be recognized by others, right?" Di Liya tasted a shrimp dumpling, and after eating it elegantly, she smiled at Zheng Fan.

"As a yellow-skinned and black-haired person, it is not easy for me to integrate into the upper class society of the West, but even if I can't do it, it doesn't matter, I still have connections in China, and I can go back when the time comes." Zheng Fan smiled informally.

"Abominable Yellow-skinned Monkey ......"

Di Liya secretly scolded Zheng Fan Monkey Spirit, obviously knew everything, but it was quite difficult to communicate with him, and he always felt choked.

"I believe that as long as Mr. Zheng Fan has the heart, he will definitely be able to achieve his goal, and as long as he can take a real step and trust a little more, he can form the basis for mutual benefit between the two sides." Facing Zheng Fan, who was eating well, Di Liya, who had secretly scolded him, forced a smile and smiled.

"As long as there are interests, cooperation is certainly not a problem, in fact, you don't need to say so much, as early as the New York Life accident, didn't our cooperation already start? It's just a pity, no matter how good I am to Miss Delia, you don't appreciate it or remember! Zheng Fan laughed and pretended to sigh.

(The second update will be sent.) ）