Chapter 415 I Never Intended to Leave the Stock Market (Additional Update 3)

Chen Pingan can only entrust the external struggle to others.

In terms of importance, he believes that the external struggle is the most critical, and he cannot control it.

This requires that he must have his own people to make him feel at ease.

It doesn't matter if the mercenaries are paid, they will definitely do the job, so there is no need to worry about it.

As for the Huo family, he pointed out 200 million yuan, which means that if it is not handled well, it doesn't matter if 200 million yuan is spent, but don't blame me if your Huo family's income decreases!

This is something that was pointed out in front of several people. Everyone heard that you promised, but you couldn't do it. How much trouble there will be afterwards, that is also a problem that the Huo family did not handle well, and it has nothing to do with you.

Huo Xiuwen agreed calmly, and Chen Pingan's vigilance against this person was almost full!

His father didn't find much useful information. This Huo Xiuwen, according to what he had checked, was just an ordinary company president, or the CEO of a real estate company that the Huo family didn't stand out from the crowd.

There are not many social events on weekdays, and if there is something, it is left to the people below to take care of it.

When there is something going on, he will pull the banner of the Huo family. He likes to go home for dinner the most. He looks ordinary no matter how you look at him.

His father is the fourth child of the Huo family. Not only is he in poor health, but his mother also died early.

Even if such a person hides his shortcomings, how many resources can he get to the top?

It's unlikely...

After thinking for a long time, Chen Pingan put aside the idea and waited for Edwards to come.

...

The next day.

There were no surprises in the stock market, and it continued to fall to the limit. Buyers did not even show any signs of resistance.

Retail investors could not sit still.

I didn't sell it yesterday, and I can't sell it today. This loss is too big!

I can't bear it!

But I still can't sell it. This is a fucking killing!

The time-sharing chart is a straight line from the opening to the closing.

On that day, Chen Pingan lost 2.1834 billion yuan again.

Fortunately, the speed of soda ash and corn starch increased today, and Chen Pingan operated back and forth on the time-sharing chart.

There is too much money in these two huge varieties. The long funds are pouring in crazily, and those who have made money at high positions leave the market as soon as possible.

While the total position is increasing rapidly, the actual number of transactions is frighteningly large.

Compared with the transaction volume before the holiday, it has only increased by about 30%, which is far from doubling the transaction volume.

"There is still potential for growth. When I ask you to close your positions, there will be quantity requirements. Don't make a mistake."

Chen Pingan said this very seriously, which is related to his final plan.

Everyone responded with a serious face, which shows that everyone knows that the daily losses are actually relying on getting more cash back from futures.

Chen Pingan's mood is not complicated, it can be said that he is very calm, nothing big.

It's just normal trading of commodity futures.

His more than 10 billion funds are really not big money in these two commodities, but only small and medium funds.

There are countless long-term funds sleeping in them, and any fluctuations are insignificant to them.

Whether it is a real speculator or an arbitrage hedge, basically they will not easily participate in fluctuations.

From yesterday's night trading to today's daytime closing, the futures profit was less than 700 million, because there were too many transactions and the number of transactions in each order was not large.

Compared with the losses in the stock market, this money is really not worth mentioning.

It was just Chen Ping'an's expressionless face that made them insist.

When there was no fluctuation, everyone could only wait, which also made people feel that the trading time was infinitely extended and very mentally exhausting.

When there was a transaction, they had to place orders quickly, which was very nervous.

In fact, intraday trading does not need to be like this at all, especially under the premise of long positions, intraday fluctuations are just for more funds.

But they wanted to do this, Chen Pingan did not stop it.

The third trading day came and went.

Chen Pingan continued to lose money.

On this day, the market value of his stock holdings was only 17.686 billion yuan, with a loss of 1.965 billion yuan.

Futures profit was 1.2 billion yuan.

At the close of the market, the closing price of Lao Jiumen was 54.77, and the closing price of Tang's Pharmaceutical was 46.32.

There was no intraday stock trading.

There was not even an order.

Institutions are fleeing, but they haven't escaped, and the trading volume has shrunk beyond recognition.

The total trading volume for the whole day was only tens of thousands of lots bought by crazy leeks.

The next two days are weekends.

Chen Pingan is still calm, Chen Xiaolong is obviously a little anxious, and others, including Ding Junzhe, are really not overwhelmed by the loss of 7 billion in these three days.

Although I know that this is Chen Pingan's money, but... I just feel very depressed!

After the market closed, everyone silently packed up their things and left Chen Pingan's room.

He himself also silently lit a cigar and stood by the window looking at the scenery outside the window.

The greening of Shenzhen Stock Exchange is very good, and it can be said that the greening in the south has always been very good.

It looks like there are at least twice as many greens as Yuncheng!

"Boss..." Edwards stood beside him and whispered, "Hold on, I believe you will have the last laugh."

Chen Pingan nodded, then smiled bitterly: "We lost more in three days than in the past month.

I understand that they can't stand it, but it's really stressful!"

"Boss," Edwards said, holding a cup of coffee, "At the beginning of the year, I didn't dare to leave China and didn't dare to tell anyone.

No one wants to sell my intelligence. Even if they agree to give away all the assets of the Cooper family, no one is willing to agree.

I knew that every day that dragged on, Anna and Delma would lose a little more hope and a little more despair, but I still didn't give up.

Do you know how many domestic big private bosses and rich young masters I found in Beijing at that time? "

Chen Ping looked at him quietly and shook his head without saying anything.

Edwards smiled, "There are thirty-seven, and you are the thirty-eighth.

If you include the people I contacted in Europe, boss, you would be in the 60s or later.

You know that despair? "

He looked out the window at the city park lawn not far away.

Someone was resting under the shade of a tree there, a couple with a child less than one year old.

With smiles on their faces, the two watched the child crawling on the lawn on hands and knees.

"Maybe you won't believe it," Edwards whispered, "I don't dare to go abroad because I'm afraid I'll die outside, and no one will be able to save Anna and Delma.

I dare not give up, even if I tell myself there is no hope every day, but I am even more afraid of seeing the bodies of their mother and daughter..."

Chen Pingan reached out and patted Edwards on the shoulder, "It's all over! This kind of thing will never happen again, I promise!"

Edwards smiled, "It's nothing, the most painful thing is not these, but the waiting for news again and again.

I think the death row inmates preparing to go to the electric chair must be the same as I was at that time. "

He looked at Chen Pingan and said: "The Cooper family's fund still has more than 1 billion euros. If you need it, you can use it at any time."

Chen Pingan shook his head, "No! If I couldn't bear such a loss, I wouldn't make such a plan.

However, in terms of futures, I plan to reveal my identity and let those who want to deal with me do it.

Even those who make small movements will probably jump out.

I don't think they ever thought about it. I never planned to leave the stock market. "