The Rebirth of the Financial Hegemon

There is nothing good about men.

Many men should be familiar with this sentence.

Zhao Jiangchuan is a man, and he is a man who has been dealt with.

So it's not a good thing.

After knowing why Li Xiaoyue brought food to the company.

This guy, change his name.

Became Miao Renfeng.

Not controlled at all.

Pink or black?

Zhao Jiangchuan's mind began to wander, and his eyes kept darting around.

At first, Li Xiaoyue was worried.

But after being glanced at by those blatant thieves, there was no need to worry.

It glows green and keeps floating around.

Any fool knows what Zhao Jiangchuan is thinking.

Li Xiaoyue's face turned red.

"Hmph! You rascal!"

In anger, Li Xiaoyue didn't care about the boss and employees.

He scolded Zhao Jiangchuan severely, turned around and walked out the door.

Zhao Jiangchuan looked embarrassed.

What the hell, this time the boss has lost all his face, and it’s all because of that bastard Li Dapao.

Zhao Jiangchuan and Ouyang Lan were the only two people left in Nuo Da's office.

The little secretary looked at her boss and didn't dare to talk back even after being scolded. She really didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

Even she could see what Zhao Jiangchuan was thinking in his eyes just now, so how could Li Xiaoyue not be able to see it.

Ouyang Lan said quietly.

"Boss, now you know you have wronged Sister Xiaoyue, right?"

The little secretary is simply desperate.

She simply doesn't understand the beastly psychology of men.

Ever since he found out that Li Xiaoyue was eating red beans, Zhao Jiangchuan's mind was filled with all kinds of pictures.

Li Xiaoyue's exquisite curves were all made up with this guy's imagination and rich experience.

Then…

Zhao Jiangchuan felt like he was turning into a beast.

He quietly curled his fingers towards Ouyang Lan.

The boss has his orders, how dare the little secretary not listen.

Although he was a little unhappy, he still had no choice but to walk over.

As soon as this passed, he was immediately caught in Zhao Jiangchuan's arms.

Finally, the little secretary realized the danger.

As soon as she sat on Zhao Jiangchuan's lap, the foreign feeling almost scared Ouyang Lan to death.

Unfortunately it's too late.

There is no reason to let go of meat that falls into the hands of capitalists.

In Zhao Jiangchuan's wanton claws, it didn't take much effort to make the little secretary gasp for breath.

Zhao Jiangchuan's unusual reaction made Ouyang Lan finally understand something.

This made the little secretary feel extremely aggrieved.

Even though he was physically unable to resist, he still expressed his grievances unwillingly.

"Boss, you bad guy, are you thinking about Sister Xiaoyue?"

That's okay.

What cannot be eaten is always the best.

Ouyang Lan's words stimulated Zhao Jiangchuan as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood, and he became even more excited.

You will not live if you do your own misfortune.

Ouyang Lan, who still didn't know that she had done something stupid, was defeated by Zhao Jiangchuan in three attacks.

The cool thigh made Ouyang Lan panic.

she could only exclaim.

"Boss, there is no door to the office...ah..."

Before the little secretary could finish what she said, the hateful capitalist launched an attack.

The poor little secretary became a sheep to be slaughtered, and could only be held in the arms of the capitalists and demanded wildly.

After a long time…

"ah…"

The little secretary let out an uncontrollable scream.

But what scares the little secretary is that the capitalists have no intention of stopping.

This made Ouyang Lan almost want to die.

She screamed so loudly just now, how would she survive if someone heard her?

Ouyang Lan begged.

"Boss... let's go back to the bedroom...ah..."

It's a pity that a guy like Zhao Jiangchuan, who has a dark heart, how can he have compassion.

He picked up the little secretary in his arms.

The trembling little secretary's mind went blank under the strong attack of the capitalists. She was about to faint. She hummed unconsciously and could no longer make any sound.

…..

The winter of 1995 seemed to come earlier than in previous years.

When the snowflakes fall, people realize that another year is about to pass.

It’s January 7th, and there’s still one month left until the Spring Festival.

At this time every year, it is always the peak period for selling grain.

Because for most rural families, during the Spring Festival, they count on selling their food to live a stable New Year.

But what makes people happy is that.

This year, God rarely opened his eyes.

The grain that broke the hearts of many farmers some time ago can be sold at a good price before the Spring Festival.

Red bean.

As the New Year is approaching, the price has increased to two yuan and thirty cents per pound.

The bumper harvest and the fact that they can be sold at such a good price make many farmers who grow red beans smile.

One acre of interplanted land can yield about thirty kilograms, and full planting can yield about two hundred kilograms.

One acre of land can earn four to five hundred yuan. This is a good harvest year.

However, what is a good year for farmers may not be a good year for everyone.

Huang Bingsen.

The middle and young generation of the Huang family in Ludao.

For him, he may not be able to survive this year.

Huang Bingsen never expected that after he combined the funds of Handong in Central Sichuan and Yuanjia in Northeast China to short Hongzhongdou, the bulls would come back again.

In just over a month, the price of red bean 9602 was forced by bulls from 1,800 yuan per ton to 3,800 yuan.

One ton has gone up by two thousand yuan.

This is simply a nightmare for Huang Bingsen.

Two thousand yuan per ton, two thousand points.

This means that the Huang family lost a full 20,000 yuan per hand on their short position on Hongzhongdou.

Ninety thousand hands means 180 million.

For the Huang family, this loss is nothing.

But for Huang Bingsen, this was simply a disaster.

He was the one who put the Huang family in charge of this operation.

In the large room of Suzhou Exchange, Yuan Baocheng's face was as gloomy as water.

On Hongxiaodou, his account has lost a full 100 million.

Aren’t the bulls beaten long ago? Where do the funds come from now?

Or was he tricked by Hu Hansan or the Huang family this time?

Yuan Baocheng knew that this so-called alliance was based on interest relationships. All the bulls in it had been killed before, and it was very likely that those two companies would focus on the funds in his hands.

This possibility is not impossible, but very high.

Yuan Baocheng has seen too many people like him who call each other brothers in person but stab him in the back.

However, Yuan Baocheng is not sure.

After all, judging from the current position report, Hu Hansan’s Handong and Huang’s Huanan are still the biggest short sellers.

Yuan Baocheng was a little unsure about paying attention. After all, he had not paid attention to the loss of 100 million. He was afraid that Handong and the Huang family would jointly set up a trap with him.

If other funds come in to do long positions, there is no need to be afraid. The strength of the three companies is enough to wipe out any long positions.

But if the Huang family and Handong join forces, then he will be the fat in other people's mouths and can only be slaughtered by others.

"Buzzing..."

The phone vibrates.

The call was from Hu Hansan.

Yuan Baocheng thought for a few seconds and pressed the answer button.

"Third brother, how are you doing over there?"

Yuan Baocheng's voice and enthusiasm made it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

"Xiao Yuan, I just contacted Xiao Huang. Let's find a time to discuss it. The bulls have increased their positions significantly recently, and I feel something is wrong."

"Okay, I was thinking about finding you just now. The long positions have increased so sharply recently, and I feel something is wrong."

"We'll meet at the Regent Hotel on East Street later, and we'll chat there."

"Okay, I'll call you when I get there later."

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Baocheng had a sneer on his face.

He didn't believe a word Hu Hansan said, but he still had to go and see what was going on.

If Hu Hansan really set a trap for him, he would not be a vegetarian.

In a private room at the Regent Hotel.

Smoke billows.

Huang Bingsen and Hu Hansan had already arrived, and they were talking together.

As soon as Yuan Baocheng entered the door, the two people quickly greeted Yuan Baocheng.

"Xiao Yuan, why did you come here? The two of us have been here for about ten minutes."

"Oh, I was delayed on the way. What were you talking about just now?"

"Xiao Huang, tell me."

"Brother Yuan, I called Japan this morning and contacted them. Marubeni and Quannong have not relaxed the import of red adzuki beans. President Ito also said that there are no problems there now."

Since the southeast is close to Japan, the Huang family had some secret trade relations with Japanese trading companies in the early years.

This time on Hong Xiaodou, it was also the news that was revealed to the Huang family from Japan.

Therefore, Huang Bingsen has always been following up on the contact with Japan.

However, Yuan Baocheng was also dubious about Huang Bingsen's words. If he dared to believe anything based on his experience, how could he control more than one billion in capital.

Yuan Baocheng knew very well that neither Hu Hansan nor the Huang family was a good person.

"Then why are there so many bulls in the country now? If this continues, we will almost be unable to withstand it. Could it be that the spot price is rising and someone wants to do something secretly?"

"Xiao Yuan, are you making a fuss out of a molehill? So what if the spot price rises? With our strength, as long as we seize the opportunity, we can definitely bring down all the bulls in the market. When they liquidate their positions, even if the spot price goes up, the price will rise again. What can we do?"

"Brother Yuan, I read it recently. Some gossips are boasting about the benefits of red beans. Maybe these things temporarily stimulate consumption.

However, this kind of thing is only hot for a while and is of little use. It is estimated that once the popularity subsides after a while, the price will drop again. "

"Third brother, do you have any good suggestions now?"

"Any other suggestions? With the strength of the three of us, as long as we work together, we can wipe out these bulls in minutes.

I drew 800 million in funds this morning, and I'm going to beat up those bastards in the next two days.

Now they are jumping happily, and sometimes they cry. "

"Brother Yuan, Third Brother is right. As long as we work together, we can definitely wipe out all the bulls inside. After the funds on Ludao are in place in the past two days, we will work together."

For Huang Bingsen, there is nothing he can do now.

With his status, he cannot bear a loss of nearly 200 million.

Now, the only thing he can do is to continue to add more money and rely on the funds in his hands to drive down the price of red beans.

Otherwise, he will have to bear the consequences of losses.

So now, Huang Bingsen also hopes that Yuan Baocheng can continue to increase his investment.

There is strength in numbers, and only with enough funds can we wipe out all the bulls that have emerged in the past month.

Otherwise, based on his current losses, he will definitely suffer when he returns to the Huang family.

Yuan Baocheng glanced at the expressions of Hu Hansan and Huang Bingsen.

Huang Bingsen's urgency is almost written on his face. With the presence of the three old gods Hu and Han, he seems to have a chance of victory.

Did he think too much before?

Like Huang Bingsen, he lost 100 million, and no one would be willing to replace him.

Money is not a ghost coin, so who can not feel heartache.

Now only by lowering the price of red beans can he recover his previous losses.

Yuan Baocheng thought about it and said.

"Okay, then we'd better work hard and get the price below 3,500 first. Only by breaking the trend created by the bulls can we continue to work hard."

"Well, then we will control the price below 3,500 first, but it is best to break through the recent moving average today."

"You guys, what kind of technology do you talk about all day long? As far as I'm concerned, just keep working. Those retail investors are just useless. They will run wherever the wind blows. As long as the price goes down, don't be obedient. Help us to mix."

"Ha ha…."

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