Chapter 330 Returning Home

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"Now, if you want to smoke, you can light up."

With a smile on his face, he said loudly: "Thank you for your persistence and cooperation over the past two months.

Tonight, I will treat everyone to a big meal, with plenty of drinks.

In addition, when you leave this hotel where you have been locked up for more than two months tomorrow, I will give you a big red envelope."

"Pa pa pa pa pa..."

The traders all stood up and started to applaud.

They didn't know about other accounts, but they knew exactly how much money their own accounts had made.

Every order was made by themselves!

I haven't been home for two and a half months, haven't contacted my family, and haven't even made a phone call.

Finally I can go home, and I'm going back with a bonus.

How can I not be excited?

For them, making money in the futures market is not a very difficult thing.

Everyone present has a winning rate of more than 60%.

What makes them excited is that they can personally participate in a battle of such a large amount of funds, which may only happen once in their lifetime.

Are you proud?

Proud!

Proud?

Yes, proud!

I participated in the whole process, of course I am proud.

Everyone was smiling, but the problem was that there was no cigarette in their pockets!

In the past two and a half months, except for going back to their own rooms, they usually did not carry cigarettes.

Chen Pingan laughed, "Okay, pack up and go back to the room."

Someone shouted loudly: "Teacher Chen, can you teach us something else?"

As soon as this was said, someone immediately shouted: "Yes, Teacher Chen, teach us something!"

"Yes, I would rather not have a bonus!"

"Me too, no bonus, please teach us some skills!"

Chen Pingan raised his hand and pressed it.

Edwards sat in his seat, smoking a cigar elegantly, looking at Chen Pingan with a smile.

This is the honor that belongs to Chen Pingan.

The conference room was quiet, and the traders also sat down and looked at him quietly.

Chen Pingan thought for a while before speaking.

"In fact, whether it is futures or stocks and foreign exchange, the technical school has no advantage.

In my personal opinion, the real strength is that retail investors and institutions like commodity futures.

Because this makes money the fastest!

But if you want to make money in the futures market, intraday trading is the most undesirable.

After more than two months, I believe you have also seen the whole process of super-large funds making a market and leaving the market, and also the process of capital confrontation.

Although I am not sure how many people have lost money, I know that after this time, you will be more cautious when you play by yourself.

Follow the trend, you must distinguish what level of trend you are following.

When the funds are insufficient, don't try to block some key points or prices.

Because that is not what you should do.

All you have to do is go with the flow.

That's all I can say.

How to experience it depends on you."

He didn't want to teach too much, so he said a few words casually.

But for those who have less than one million funds, what he said is also right.

After that, he walked to the door of the conference room, opened it and whispered to the bodyguard outside:

"Help me find Uncle Tang, and then watch them pack up and go back to their rooms."

One of the bodyguards nodded and left, and the other followed into the conference room.

"Pack up your things and go back to your room, take a shower, and have a big dinner at 6:30 in the evening.

As much cigarettes and alcohol as you want!"

Amid laughter, he walked over, picked up his computer, nodded to Edwards, and the two quickly left and went upstairs.

After entering the elevator, he whispered, "If you don't want to attend the dinner, I'll have someone take you home.

The bonus will be directly deposited into your account next Monday, 1 million, don't think it's too little."

Edwards smiled and nodded, without saying anything.

He also knew how much money he made this time, but he couldn't bring up this topic.

After returning to the room, Chen Pingan turned on his mobile phone and called his father.

Chen Shaohua quickly answered the call.

"Dad, I'm done here. I'm going to have a farewell dinner with the trader tonight, and give them red envelopes tomorrow."

"Well, do you want me to come?" Chen Shaohua asked.

"No, I don't need to. I'm just reporting to you. I'll go back tonight, but I won't have dinner at home."

Chen Ping'an knew that it was not impossible to ask his father to come, but it was unnecessary.

The trader was only transferred temporarily, and the third uncle who gave the order was not in the country at the time, so there was no need for his father to come.

"How much did you make?" Chen Shaohua couldn't help asking.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Less than 200, and it hasn't been counted yet.

I'll calculate it later tonight. Will I report it to you in person at the company tomorrow?"

"You don't need to go to the company. You can calculate it now and connect with your third uncle on video tonight.

After telling him, you can rest."

Chen Ping'an frowned slightly and agreed.

There has been no contact or return home these days. Is it urgent to use money in Europe?

It shouldn't be!

If it's urgent, he should have told himself through Uncle Tang.

After hanging up the phone, he turned on his computer and started to check the account status.

There were 27 accounts in total. He spent nearly an hour to check them and made a table, and then sent it to his father.

I guess his father was also very anxious to know the final situation.

He took a shower after he was done.

Next door, Edwards was soaking in the bathtub, holding a glass of red wine, and talking to Brianna with headphones on.

He was smiling and speaking softly.

Each trader was also taking a shower and changing clothes in his own room. Or they gathered together to discuss Chen Ping'an's trading techniques excitedly.

Some people were concentrating on drawing the points and directions of Chen Pingan's instructions on the day on paper.

Everyone was busy with their own things, and each was free.

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When Chen Pingan returned home, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.

Chen Shaohua had been waiting for him at home.

Seeing him come back, he stood up and clapped his hands and said, "Not bad, you are really good this time."

Liu Qing had already returned to the bedroom. Hearing the sound outside, he hurriedly got out of bed, dressed and walked out.

"Mom, you haven't slept yet?" Chen Pingan asked with a smile.

"Your dad said you would be back in the evening, and I have been waiting." Liu Qing came over and looked at him, "Did you drink? I'll go make you a bowl of sobering soup."

After that, she was going to the kitchen.

Chen Pingan quickly stopped her, "Mom, I didn't drink much. No, don't bother."

Chen Shaohua then said, "Now that you're back, I can finally tell your mom about your achievements."

He pulled Liu Qing to sit down, and Chen Pingan also sat down on the sofa.

Liu Qing looked at Chen Shaohua with a questioning look on his face.

"Before the third brother left, he gave Pingan 15 billion, and when he left, he took away 5 billion.

It means that Pingan was given 10 billion in funds in the end.

Do you know how much money your son made with this 10 billion in the past two and a half months?"

Chen Shaohua looked at Liu Qing with a smile.

Liu Qing looked at his expression, then turned to look at Chen Pingan and asked, "Pingan, how much money did you make?"

Chen Pingan was a little embarrassed.

In the past two and a half months, his big trajectory was long and short. It was his duty to make money, but it was a skill to make more money.

Moreover, he knew the trend, so it seemed like a skill to outsiders, but in fact, if he only had one million, he would not have to worry about it and would make a steady profit.

With 10 billion yuan in funds, it is impossible to just go with the flow.

Chen Shaohua took out his cell phone, opened the form and handed it to Liu Qing.