"Who is this? Why did you open a long position so early,! So much dealing! Death, right?! ”

"yes, isn't that your typical 2B? It's still far from the low point of this round......"

"So much? Do we have more than one main force here? ”

"Don't talk nonsense here! Even those rotten garlic in the food hall are worthy of being called the main force?! You can pull it down......"

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Wanjin Futures' large account reporting hall is located in the middle of the third floor, and more than 20 special accounts and large accounts surround it in a fan-like manner.

After Chen Chu handed in the list, he had been standing in front of the TV that showed the transaction return hanging on the pillar on the floor, in fact, he didn't need to confirm the transaction return here, because it could be called up in the trading software of Wanjin Futures, the reason why he stood here was mainly to feel the "aura", connect a little "local qi", and cultivate the feeling of the market, but he never thought that the abuse behind him was full of envy, jealousy and hatred, which almost made Chen Chu laugh.

"Brother, what are you doing here? Why don't you go back inside and see? Zhao Wanhong, who had just handed over the list, called Chen Chu out of the crowd in front of the transaction return screen, she approached Chen Chu, blocked her small mouth with the receipt, and whispered: "I opened two hundred hands this time, and I am almost half of the position...... 1176, two points lower than your single, hehehe......"

Zhao Wanhong used her own personal funds, and the amount of her funds could be calculated from her words, at this time, the margin of one hand was less than 600 yuan, and the two hundred hands were 120,000 yuan, and Zhao Wanhong had about twenty-four or five personal funds.

Chen Chu remembered that Zhao Wanhong also followed him in the previous life, and similarly, she also opened two hundred hands that time, the difference is that she opened a short position at that time, if you don't count the amount of money you win or lose, only from the percentage, then, that time Zhao Wanhong lost more than Chen Chu, and she once added a margin.

Therefore, Zhao Wanhong was also one of Chen Chu's mental pressures, although Chen Chu later helped her recover her losses.

"Sister Zhao, you believe me, this time my brother will let you make a fortune!" Based on the debt in his heart, Chen Chu wanted Zhao Wanhong to make more money, but he couldn't say that if the warehouse was full now, then her funds would increase to at least one and a half million yuan in more than two months, Chen Chu had to raise his voice slightly, "Sister Zhao, fill the warehouse!" Right now! ”

Maybe she was infected by Chen Chu's sincere expression, or maybe Zhao Wanhong should make this fortune, she just hesitated slightly, then opened the black handbag with her small hand, and while taking out a stack of orders from it, she turned around and trotted towards the reporter, so that she hit the pedestrian next to her unconsciously.

The futures department of the Provincial Grain and Oil Storage and Transportation Corporation has its own special "runway" in Wanjin Futures, but "rat warehouses" such as Song Ying dare not report in the internal channel, Song Ying walked to the report hall and saw Chen Chu standing there chatting with people, there was a slight trace of guilt in her heart, she wanted to walk over quietly, but she was stumbled by Zhao Wanhong.

Although they are colleagues and go in and out of the same futures company, Chen Chu and Song Ying don't have much communication, and they are nothing more than the kind of nodding and greeting when they meet.

Secretly laughing at Zhao Wanhong's impatience, Chen Chu nodded slightly to Song Ying, and was about to turn around to listen to what those people were talking about, when he suddenly saw the empty order in Song Ying's hand, he couldn't help frowning slightly, because just now Liu Jianguo said that the Futures Department does not plan to do it now, if so, how dare Song Ying make a single move?

Chen Chu just thought about it and gave up, but Liu Jianguo was tormented by whether to keep up with Chen Chu's operation, he stood near the report window, staring at the display screen hanging above the window showing the time-sharing trend of the main variety, and was itched by the upward jumping futures price on it: if it is profit-taking, but it is fast, if it is said to be the main behavior of the bulls, but the trading volume seems to be insufficient......

Thinking like this, Liu Jianguo suddenly saw Zhao Wanhong quickly turn back, and bent down on the window counter to fill in the order in a hurry, looking at the color of the list that Zhao Wanhong handed into the window, he couldn't help but stimulate Liu Jianguo's ambition, he reached out and took out the order that had been prepared from his pants pocket, and just as he raised his legs and stepped forward, Song Ying's hurried figure suddenly appeared in the rest of the light......

Zhang Xuewei is the top business leader of the futures department of the storage and transportation company, he is the head of the business group, and at the morning meeting just now, Zhang Xuewei strongly opposed the futures department's participation in short-selling at this time.

His reasoning is simple: the spot price of corn has quietly risen after the Spring Festival, and the total inventory of various delivery warehouses has fallen month-on-month, which indicates that the spot supply is somewhat tight.

In addition, he is difficult to say that during the Spring Festival, many southern customers came to his house to visit his father, who worked in the grain department, which also verified that the corn spot market seemed to be in short supply.

Now that Zhang Xuewei was instructed by Zhang Yan to go short immediately, he couldn't help but hesitate, "Manager, let's not say whether it is suitable for shorting now, but we are not prepared at all!" I'm afraid I'm ...... if I don't know."

"Afraid of what? It's just an ultra-short-term, and you don't take advantage of this kind of opportunity, and you're embarrassed to say that you're an institution?! Seeing that his best subordinate's face was slightly red, as if he wanted to justify, Zhang Yan, who was standing behind the table, reached forward and probed his hand in vain, stopping his subordinate's speech, and he continued: "Xuewei, don't worry, let's make a short-term, I guarantee that the warehouse receipt will not stay overnight!" ”

Zhang Xuewei felt that if the warehouse receipt according to Zhang Yan did not stay overnight, he could still make some small money by setting the target lower, and he replied: "Okay, where can you do it?" ”

"Knock out 1169 and take a look!"

At this time, the futures price fluctuates in a narrow range between 1182 yuan / ton and 1185 yuan / ton, although the amplitude is small and the volume is not large, but the fluctuations are very violent, and the disk is more like a retail market.

From 1180 yuan / ton to 1170 yuan / ton, there can be a profit of ten points, one hand can earn 100 yuan, with the transaction margin to calculate, at this moment ten points of profit, equal to about 15 percent of the profit, which is very attractive to those small and medium-sized retail investors who turn around, but for large funds, the risk goes without saying.

Zhang Xuewei was quite unimpressed with the instructions to play more than ten points and then look at it, which showed that Zhang Yan did not have a clear idea and firm confidence at this time, Zhang Xuewei thought for a while and said: "Manager, it is very risky to do this, you better think about it......"

"Does this still need to be considered? I see you're getting less and less daring! How could Zhang Yan not hear his subordinates' refusal, his face was slightly embarrassed, and he replied angrily, turned his head and walked towards the operation room......