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361 Mindless and unhappy

 New York International Airport, VIP waiting room.

Chen Jiulin flipped through the crude oil short selling report. He couldn't put it down since he got it last night. The more he read, the more confident he became.

"Mr. Chen, is it too risky to continue short selling? If oil prices continue to rise, we may lose more than 100 million next month."

The secretary peeked quietly from beside him, looking frightened.

"How can it possibly continue to rise? Oil prices will surely fall after rising high. The faster they rise, the harder they will fall."

Chen Jiulin adjusted his glasses and said, "Look, the advice given by Goldman Sachs is that you don't need to liquidate the position, but move the position to next month. As long as you hold on firmly, there will be a way."

When the secretary saw this, he quickly shut up and didn't dare to question it again. After all, this man came to Singapore single-handedly and turned a company that was about to close down into a profit. He paid high attention to it and spoke out internally.

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly caught a glimpse of several burly bodyguards following a young man out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Chen Jiulin frowned and said, "What are you looking at?"

"Mr. Chen, that seems to be Mr. Lu Feilu?" the secretary whispered, "He's the one who's been in the news a lot lately."

Chen Jiulin heard this and immediately turned around to look. In these days in the United States, Lu Fei's name has been accompanied by publicity and hype before and after Shanda's listing. "China Buffett" has become popular in the New York investment circle, especially on Wall Street.

The secretary tentatively said: "Mr. Chen, how about we go meet this Mr. Lu?"

Chen Jiulin pondered for a moment. At this time, both he and China National Aviation Oil were deep in the quagmire of crude oil futures. However, due to their lack of understanding of finance, everyone racked their brains and could not think of a way to break the situation. They could only follow past experience.

, seek advice from authoritative seniors in the industry.

So, I made this trip and made a special trip to consult Goldman Sachs.

"Walk!"

After giving the order, the two of them walked straight to the opposite side.

Lu Fei crossed his legs and swayed a few times, vaguely mentioning additional investment to cover his position and increase the amount of crude oil futures in his hand. Chen Jiulin, who was trying his luck, immediately became energetic and took the initiative to join in.

"Mr. Lu!"

"Who are you?"

Lu Fei listened to the visitor's self-introduction and vaguely heard of him somewhere.

After a sudden and simple exchange of greetings, Chen Jiulin thought that the flight was about to take off, and without caring about politeness, he asked directly:

"Mr. Lu, I have a friend who recently bought short crude oil and lost a lot of money. It's time to close the position at the end of the month. He came to me and asked me whether I should close the position immediately and stop the loss, or move the position and hold it.

, take another gamble, what do you think should be done?"

Is this friend you?

Lu Fei didn't answer and asked instead: "What's Mr. Chen's opinion?"

"My advice is to continue to hold it. There happens to be an authoritative institution that agrees with me and gave my friend the same advice."

"Oh, which institution?"

"Goldman Sachs!" Chen Jiulin raised his chin.

Lu Fei's eyebrows rose, and he suddenly thought of why he felt that the person in front of him seemed familiar. He was the one who caused a huge loss of 550 million US dollars in futures trading!

Because of him, in order to make up for this shortfall, the good days of domestic airlines came to an end and oil prices skyrocketed.

There is no doubt that the costs of logistics companies such as Zhongtong, YTO, and Yunda, which rely on air transportation, will increase sharply, which will indirectly affect Feigou.com.

Thinking about it this way, damn it, no matter whether it's public or private, I have to help this smart guy.

He carefully considered his words and said: "Mr. Chen, your friend must not trust Goldman Sachs. It has terrible intentions and is completely trying to trick you, your friend."

"Mr. Lu said that Goldman Sachs was setting up a trap for my friend. Why did you say that?"

Chen Jiulin subconsciously glanced at his briefcase, which contained Goldman Sachs' guidance report and short option portfolio.

"Because Goldman Sachs, like me, is long crude oil, but it advises you——"

Lu Fei paused and said, "Oh, your friend is short-selling. What's wrong with it? Needless to say, I can guess the opinion given by Goldman Sachs. Should we continue to borrow money and leverage to support the decline in international oil prices in the future?

You can recover your losses and double your profits..."

"yes!"

Chen Jiulin was shocked. The core idea was the same as that of Goldman Sachs. He said doubtfully: "Mr. Lu, you said that Goldman Sachs is harming me, no, harming my friends. No, my friend's biggest trading counterparty is Neon's Mitsui Energy.

, Goldman Sachs is at best the second opponent..."

Lu Fei grinned helplessly: "Mr. Chen, Mitsui Energy is controlled by Sumitomo Mitsui Banking Corporation, and the bank has long been controlled by Goldman Sachs. You don't even know this, right?"

"What! Mr. Lu, are you telling the truth?"

Chen Jiulin's heart twitched violently. In other words, the first and second opponents in the bet against China National Aviation Oil were actually Goldman Sachs. They were still asking Goldman Sachs for tricks. Isn't this asking for death?

"If Mr. Chen doesn't believe it, you can spend tens of thousands of dollars to find a business consulting company to investigate. It can be found easily."

Lu Fei raised his forehead and shook his head, why are there so many Crouching Dragon and Phoenix chicks in the country?

"Impossible, this, how is this possible..."

Chen Jiulin suddenly realized how stupid he was, beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyes were dull.

The secretary saw this and was worried about it. But at this moment, the radio announced the check-in and boarding of the flight to Singapore.

Chen Jiulin was so excited that he seemed to have forgotten to use "my friend" as a cover. He stopped pretending and went straight to show his cards. Mr. Lu, save me!

Lu Fei looked at his watch and said, "Tell me, tell me what you have revealed to Goldman Sachs. You wouldn't have revealed such top secrets as the option portfolio, right?"

"No, absolutely not. This doesn't mean telling the enemy your weaknesses. We won't do such stupid things."

Chen Jiulin forced a smile on his face, embarrassed but not impolite.

Damn it, are you damn sure it’s not the Song Dynasty (sending) Qin Hui!

Lu Fei had a look of disbelief on his face, but he saw through it without saying anything, "If you are not of my race, you must have different intentions. How much loss did the company lose on its books?"

Chen Jiulin looked embarrassed and held out three trembling fingers, "It's just a book loss. The actual loss is only US$500,000. Oil prices will always fall, right? Mr. Lu, there is still a chance for a comeback!"

"Sell your position, Mr. Chen." Lu Fei said coldly.

Chen Jiulin was in a dilemma and suffered a loss of 30 million U.S. dollars, which was equivalent to China National Aviation Oil's annual profit last year. Such a huge loss was enough to ruin his career and future.

If you don't gamble, it's all over, but there is still a glimmer of hope in gambling. As long as you persist, you will probably be able to endure the drop in oil prices.

Lu Fei saw through his little thinking: "Mr. Chen, Goldman Sachs has mastered the China National Aviation Oil option portfolio, and I'm afraid it has already been laid out for you to jump. At that time, the loss will not be tens of millions, but hundreds of millions. Can you bear it?"

Chen Jiulin gritted his teeth and said, "I can handle it."

Lu Fei narrowed his eyes: "You can't stand it! You can only be held accountable if you cut the position now. If you continue to hold on, you will not be far from going to jail."

Chen Jiulin's back felt cold, his mind was blank, and he had forgotten about boarding the plane, "Mr. Lu, what should I do, what should I do..."

Lu Fei smacked his lips, weighed the pros and cons, and gave AVIC a hand, which also gave him a hand.

In the future, he will sit on the Iron Throne as the top leader of China National Aviation Oil Corporation, and he will have no harm to the future logistics landscape and even the layout of the international cargo shipping business.

Chen Jiulin said hurriedly: "Mr. Lu, as long as you can help me, this time China National Aviation Oil plans to acquire SPC (Singapore Petroleum Company), I can make the decision to cooperate with you and jointly win..."

"With the size of China National Aviation Oil Corporation, a family cannot afford SPC, right?"

Lu Fei couldn't help but feel excited. Telecommunications, grain and oil, postal services, finance, and adding oil, emm, would require a 40-meter-high street lamp.

Chen Jiulin looked embarrassed, but he really had no bargaining chips. The only valuable shares of China National Aviation Oil could not be given or accepted privately.

"Mr. Chen, close your position and leave the market. After that, my fund will acquire 10 million U.S. dollars worth of shares of China National Aviation Oil Co., Ltd. in the Xinjiabo listed company. You can then use this money as an investment advisory and hand it over to the fund for trading."

, the profit after taking the commission goes to China National Aviation Oil..."

"Mr. Lu!"

Chen Jiulin seemed to see the savior, with holy light flashing all around.

Lu Fei revealed his plan and immediately asked the man who was falling into the abyss to grab a life-saving straw and put his arm around his shoulders:

"Mr. Chen, when I help you, I also hope that you can help me in the future. Maybe one day I will ask you for a favor, maybe not. Before that day comes, please accept this friendship."

Chen Jiulin always felt that it sounded familiar, but he didn't take it to heart. At this moment, he was already moved and his eyes were slightly red.

Lu Fei sighed, you don't even want to call me...

………………

The clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, darkness enveloped the headquarters of Goldman Sachs Group, and thunder roared.

"David, something happened to China National Aviation Oil!"

John Waldron opened the office door and came in a hurry, bringing the bad news that the big fish was unhooked.

"What the hell?! Why is this Chen so smart all of a sudden?"

After hearing the report, David Solomon stood up abruptly.

The previous joy of Shanda going public and earning more than 100 million US dollars was gone, because Goldman Sachs designed a trap of 600 million US dollars, which was enough to wipe out China National Aviation Oil and get rid of this unsightly overseas oil stronghold.

John Waldron frowned and said displeasedly: "Maybe IQ has regained the high ground."

"No, John, this has nothing to do with IQ. When I met him, I judged that he was a clueless gambler who had lost his mind. He would not leave the gambling table until he won back everything he lost.

Keep gambling, keep gambling, until you lose everything!"

David Solomon's eyes rolled, "fuxk, someone must have pulled him out of the gambling table."

John Waldron raised his eyebrows: "Who? Aren't all China's think tanks filled with our people?"

"Not a think tank, but definitely a wise person."

David Solomon slammed his hands on the table and roared: "We must find out and eliminate this unstable factor, just like our last strategic cooperation with Huaxia Bank, mother fuxk, a woman named 'Gong' ruined us."

Good thing."

"Not only that, but also soybeans, 8 million tons of soybeans turned into 4 million tons, and..."

John Waldron listed them one by one, and the masterminds behind the scenes were “too numerous to list”!

Boom, boom, suddenly there was lightning and thunder in the sky outside the building.

A ray of thunder flashed, illuminating the face of David and Solomon, who was uncertain:

"Check! Check thoroughly! We must find out who it is!"

(End of chapter)


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