Chapter 185: Retreat

readx;?“ Brother, you're starting to close your position?! ”

These days, Wang Mengyao, the reporter who followed Chen Chu's operation closely, as long as it was working hours, she was always looking forward to Chen Chu coming to the window, because with the rise of the futures price, Wang Mengyao's warehouse receipts have brought her a lot of income. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the shock that day, Wang Mengyao followed Chen Chu's pace, and finally opened a long position of 85 lots at a price of 1261 yuan/ton.

Since then, Wang Mengyao has not made any more operations, her current available funds exceed 130,000 yuan, plus the occupied margin, this 20-year-old girl, her family has approached 200,000 yuan, don't underestimate the 200,000 yuan, it is in 1995, in the eyes of ordinary people, it can be equated with a huge amount of money.

Therefore, Wang Mengyao especially cherishes this opportunity, in order to pursue the maximization of profits, this pampered girl, in the days when she was habitually tortured by the pain in the lower abdomen every month, Wang Mengyao did not dare to ask for leave, today, her fatal pain in the lower abdomen has improved slightly, and Wang Mengyao, who has a very bad face, finally waited for her nobleman.

Yesterday, Chen Chu went to visit Jinshun Futures' own special account room, which strengthened his determination to leave Wanjin Futures immediately, so as soon as the market opened in the morning, Chen Chu came to the reporting hall with the order in hand, and saw Wang Mengyao's face that was not good in color but full of excitement.

Chen Chu clearly remembered that twenty days ago, the first short position opened by this newspaper lady with her was only a pitiful 10 hands, and then, under the inspiration of Chen Chu, this girl earned more and more on that day, and her courage became bigger and bigger, "Hehe, your position, hold it in your hand first, it's still early to close the position, according to my analysis, you can get the delivery...... Miss Wang, how many hands do you have? ”

Although he believed in Chen Chu very much, the liquidation order in Chen Chu's hand made Wang Mengyao's heart beat wildly, "I have 85 hands...... Brother Chen, can you really get the delivery? ”

"Yes, no problem!" As he spoke, Chen Chu raised the order in his hand, "My trade department and I must close the position because we need funds...... Miss Wang, you believe me, at this price, you can still increase your position. ”

"Can you also increase your position?!" Wang Mengyao glanced at the market and showed that the futures price at this time was fluctuating sideways at about 1425 yuan/ton, staring at the time-sharing trend of this contract, Wang Mengyao, who bit the delicate lip flap white, embroidered her eyes a few times, and then made up her mind, "Brother Chen, how much do you say I should add?" ”

The main contract, since breaking through the 1400 yuan/ton integer mark, all the way to the small steps, under 1450 yuan/ton, has been fluctuating for several days, although Chen Chu does not remember the precise trend of the contract, but Chen Chu knows that the main contract that is only one month away from delivery, has never done anything to shake the position, so jogging in small steps, all the way to 1600 yuan/ton.

Therefore, Chen Chu said lightly: "This contract is close to the delivery month, and you also know that the exchange will increase the trading margin ratio next month. ”

Wang Mengyao understood that eighty percent of what Chen Chu said was eighty percent of the available funds in the account, and the available funds in her account exceeded 130,000, and eighty percent of the funds should be more than 100,000.

This time, Wang Mengyao didn't hesitate at all, and placed an order for herself cleanly, "Brother Chen, I opened another 145 hands long position, and now I have 230 hands, hehehe, thank you!" ”

With Wang Mengyao's crisp laughter, Chen Chu put a closing order in his hand into the window, "Miss Wang, in order for you to trust me like this, find a time in the future, I will invite you!" ”

"What's the line? I should treat you to dinner! ”

"Okay, okay, you invite yours, I invite my ......"

In order not to affect Chen Chu's liquidation, Wang Mengyao was not answering, because Chen Chu did not want to bring unnecessary changes to the evolution of the market because of his own liquidation, so his closing order was separated, and the closing of a small single small order, only three or four minutes, Chen Chu closed his 5250 hand warehouse receipts with the Ministry of Trade, which shows that the trading of the main contract is hot.

"Miss Wang, thank you!"

The average price of more than 5,000 hands to close the position is 1,425 yuan/ton, that is to say, the amount of funds available in Chen Chu's account at this time should be the available funds in the account plus the transaction margin returned due to the liquidation, and the total amount of trading margin returned in this liquidation is more than 2.1 million yuan, and the available funds in Chen Chu's special account are more than 3.9 million yuan, at this time, Chen Chu's assets exceed 6 million yuan.

Bathed in the admiring gaze from Wang Mengyao, Chen Chu came to the transaction return screen in the newspaper hall again, looking at the transaction returns rolling out of the screen one by one, thinking that he could use less than a month to start from 50,000 yuan and quickly increase the value of funds to more than 6 million yuan, Chen Chu couldn't help but be extremely excited.

"! This stupid b closed the position, I TM closed the losing short order yesterday, but I didn't expect the market to peak! ”

Chen Chu's account was originally like a god-like existence in Wanjin Futures, coupled with the screen by screen transaction on the return screen, which invisibly brought a lot of pressure to the big investors standing here.

"Is the market really over? No, I also have to close my long position......"

As a result, driven by Chen Chu, half of the large investors in Wanjin Futures closed the profitable long positions in their hands, and even worse, they directly shorted their backhands, which made Chen Chu dumbfounded.

Just when the futures declaration window was lively, Chen Chu quietly came to the window of the stock report and handed over a stack of buy orders, "Miss, the list is a little scattered, please buy all the market price." ”

In those days when the stock market was bleak in '95, there were many trading days, and the total turnover of the entire Shanghai Stock Exchange was not more than 100 million yuan, not to mention the bleakness of individual stocks, and some individual stocks could not even be opened, so Chen Chu, who had already realized the calculation, used the more than 6 million yuan to buy more than 30 stocks.

The reporter at the stock reporting window is called Duan Rong, she is a good friend of Wang Mengyao, last time Chen Chu bought ah Masteel for Liu Qingshan's wife Li Yanling, with Wang Mengyao's encouragement, Duan Rong also bought some, and now seeing Chen Chu stuffed into such a large pile of buy orders, out of admiration for Chen Chu's excellent analytical ability in futures, Duan Rong's heart couldn't help but have a beautiful thought that the stock market seemed to be about to start, "Brother Chen, is the market coming?" ”

"Huh? Hehe, the market will take a month or two, but you can bury the thunder first......"

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