Everyone knows that under the current economic situation, Li Jin's judgment that the U.S. stock market will plummet is as incredible as claiming that aliens will attack the earth tomorrow.
but!
The facts are happening before our eyes.
When they heard the news about the American cattle contract, everyone's first thought was whether their boss was a human or a ghost?
Can such a thing be predicted!?
But there was no time to think too much, the opening time was coming.
Everyone's thoughts are unified again.
After half a month of building a position, with a total investment of 2.5 billion US dollars, how much can you earn this time?
That is a number that no one can imagine.
Seeing the countdown to the opening, in Hong Kong City at this moment, the Xu family.
Xu Heng sat on the sofa with an expressionless face.
But anyone can see that he is in a very excited mood now...the palms on his knees are trembling slightly.
And in front of him was a furious Morrison.
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
A series of curse words burst out of Morrison's mouth, and his face was distorted, like a ferocious evil ghost.
"How is it possible!? Seeing that Li Jin is about to die, something like this actually happened!?"
"I don't believe it!"
"God is helping Li Jin!?"
A series of roars and curses made Xu Heng extremely upset.
"Enough!"
A loud roar made Morrison's voice stop abruptly.
Taking a deep breath and calming down a little, Xu Heng said to Morrison: "I'm sorry, my attitude was a bit rude, but our yelling now can't change the facts."
"Then what do you want to do now?" Morrison asked through gritted teeth, suppressing his anger.
In any case, Xu Heng's calmness helped him regain some confidence. "Now, what we have to do is two things."
"The first thing is that you immediately use all your connections in the United States to understand the consequences of this incident."
"The second thing is that I immediately ask my people to do it and stop the loss as much as possible."
When Xu Heng said this, he felt a little dry. The upset and anger that he had finally suppressed suddenly came up again: "All our funds are put on the hedging order with Li Jin. Such a big thing is happening right now.
It is inevitable that the stock index will fall."
"What we can do is sell all the short orders we have bought, and sell as much as we can. Otherwise, you and I will not be able to bear such losses."
Morrison's face immediately turned ugly when he thought about the amount of money he had invested in the stock market.
"I called just now, but either I couldn't get through, or they don't know yet."
"But what is certain is that the top leader of the United States already knows about this matter."
"Currently, the entire United States is under martial law. The military's three full aircraft carrier fleets and six fighter groups have begun combat alert, and one-third of the country's missile silos have made launch preparations."
At this point, even with Morrison's identity and status, he felt a little frightened.
Taking a deep breath, Morrison said with an ugly face: "In other words, the impact of this matter is more serious than anyone imagined."
Hearing these words, Xu Heng closed his eyes slightly. At this moment, he felt that the whole world was as dark as his eyelids.
"It's open."
A reminder from his trader made Xu Heng open his eyes.
Xu Heng and Morrison's eyes fell on the big screen at the same time.