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Chen Pingan himself has never been so crazy.
He also had times when he had consecutive big orders, but like Edwards' behavior of recklessly smashing the market, he believed it was unnecessary.
He would only do this when there is a possibility of a structural reversal.
The purpose is to make the trend follow your own ideas, such as reversal, or continue to develop along with the trend.
But that's not what Edwards thinks.
He believes that this wave of madness will definitely scare his opponents to death.
As long as the opponent stops, he will lose. He doesn't even need to continue to smash the market, and the CSI 500 will plummet!
It might even hit the limit!
He doesn't believe that with a multi-trillion dollar market, he can't hit the bottom limit even with 300 billion!
What's more, the above short order can be closed according to the trend.
The CSI 500 is basically stagnant near 14330 points.
Edwards watched all his 1.1 million empty orders being eaten, and he couldn't stop.
Putting the cup aside, he stared at the screen and began typing quickly.
In the transaction details on the right, there are almost no other funds following.
Occasionally, one or two orders can be seen, and the entire market is silent.
Everyone was blushing and breathing heavily as they stared at the deal.
The red and green lists rolled down like a waterfall.
Both the long and short sides are in trouble!
Edwards now requires more than 30 billion in guarantees.
But he still didn't stop.
If you can't win this wave, it will be even harder next time!
Beijing.
There were more than a dozen trading rooms scattered in the city, and they were shouting curses one after another.
Mixed in with this were phone calls from dismantling funds frantically shouting “As much as you can get!”
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
"I'm so excited!"
"Who's on the other side? This guy is completely crazy!"
"Is there no news yet about who did it?"
"Boss, I don't have enough funds here! Hurry up and provide support!"
"Bang!"
Someone picked up the keyboard and smashed it on the ground.
"I CNMLGBD!"
"I explode! Draft!"
The exchange will not care who you are. When you are long, you only need a margin. But when your funds are getting less and less, it is not enough to maintain the position you hold, or in other words, you have not enough money left to pay to close the position. When it comes to expenses...
Sorry, the system will forcefully close the position for you.
This is also called liquidation!
Amidst the constant curses in the capital, the meaning above was never conveyed.
I don’t know what the above thought.
There is only this morning's notice to maintain the stability of financial markets.
Those whose positions are liquidated will have their accounts cleared.
Because the CSI 500 index has always been fluctuating wildly between four and five units, those who liquidated their positions will not owe the exchange much money.
But the consequence of liquidating his position and clearing his account is that Edwards has one less opponent.
That's it, Edwards, who is far away in Vienna, still hasn't stopped!
He is still going crazy!
Each order is worth 10,000 lots!
No exceptions.
One order after another, with almost no pause in between.
There was not much light to be seen in the manor.
Bendict did not smoke. He held a gun and looked at the dark manor with a thermal imaging device.
The members of the Wolves were further out, walking slowly in the dark night, or watching the situation outside where no one knew.
Each has his or her own way.
The corner of Ben's mouth curled up slightly, he took out a cigarette and put it under his nose, smelled it, and then put it back.
Smoking is not allowed while on duty.
Underground, in a brightly lit room, Edwards sat alone in front of the computer. Apart from the crackling of the keyboard, the only sound in the room was the gurgling sound of a hot water kettle on one side.
When the water boils, the power is turned off, and when the temperature drops, it starts heating again.
The coffee on hand has gone cold.
Edwards stared at the screen, 14326.60!
Yesterday's 7% drop, no matter how much it is today, at least we can't lose in the early trading!
According to the estimation of equal funds, all the short orders he put out were eaten up, so the opponent's market has only used less than 60 billion.
It’s just that he knows very well that the only people who compete with him in the country are the government officials.
60 billion is cumulative.
It’s not like I actually paid that much money.
Yesterday's position has provided itself with ample profits.
The role of leverage cannot be underestimated.
He currently holds less than 4 million short orders.
Others have already closed their positions halfway.
The unequal part is that the position where the long and short parties are fighting fluctuates up and down a few points, but there is no large plunge or surge.
When the deposits of both parties are sufficient, there will not be much fluctuation because the battle is not over.
As for whether someone on the opposite side was liquidated, Edwards didn't know and had no time to think about it. He couldn't see it anyway.
If it hadn't been for the sudden attack immediately after yesterday's trial trading, although the proportion of money he earned was not large, it would have been enough to offset the fluctuating losses.
The problem lies here.
He has some profits to offset, based on yesterday's 7% plunge.
As soon as the market opened today, there were thousands of big orders. Just looking at today's orders, neither side made any money!
He still has enough funds.
When his investment reaches 60 billion, this means 600 billion short orders!
Beijing.
"Where the hell did this lunatic come from? How could he have so much money!"
"This is definitely planned for a long time. Is this considered a war? Where are the funds!"
There were basically shouts with this content in more than a dozen trading rooms.
But their boss didn't show any surprise.
This kind of thing has happened more than once, but in the end it was only the use of state funds that saved the market.
At the moment they don't know what the other party wants to do.
In fact, even if it continues to plummet by 7 points today, it is not a fatal thing. The key is that this hole cannot be opened!
Right now it looks like there is only one short squeeze, with seemingly endless funds.
But they all know that if a war really starts, it won't even be an appetizer at the moment!
The real battle has not yet begun!
But Edwards didn't think so. He just wanted to vent while making money by smashing the market. By the way, he wanted to tell the country that there were still people who had the ability to grab money in the market.
Moreover, Chen Pingan did not operate at all when he took action this time.
Because his and Chen Ping'an's styles are also different.
It's just that Chen Pingan has never seen such a crazy side of Edwards.
Therefore, when the door of Chen Ping'an's room was pushed open directly, he was stunned.
"Are you so rude?? You don't know how to knock when you come in?"
He asked with a cold face as he looked at the two people who came in.
The clothes the two people wore were unremarkable, but one of them was holding a computer with the screen open.
"Chen Pingan, I don't have time to be polite to you.
Need your help now! "
Chen Ping'an looked puzzled.
The sound of the TV in the room was not too loud, because he was the only one upstairs at this time.
"What's going on?"
he asked, sitting up.
When the computer was turned on, the direction was reversed, and what Chen Pingan saw was a picture of the CSI 500.
"Have you seen this trading technique? Do you know who the other party is?"
asked an executive jacket.
Chen Pingan reached out to take the computer, but the other party took a step back, which meant that he was refused access to the computer.
Chen Pingan smiled and took a look at the transaction interface and positions.
"Who has so much money to attack CSI 500? He is really not afraid of death..."
He asked with a smile, "Can't you find the source of funds in the background?"