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On Tuesday, December 27th, as New Year's Day approaches, the year-end effect of the securities market is undoubtedly evident. Shorts have the absolute upper hand. In cotton futures, short-sellers only regard bulls as a disease.

Close to opening.

In Zhejiang Province, Zhechang Futures Company, there are four people sitting in a medium-sized office, three Chinese and one foreigner. They are all chatting and laughing, and the topic is about the market trends these days.

"Mr. Chu, Mr. Fei, and Mr. John, you can rest assured now. Bulls are not willing to increase their positions, which means their funds cannot compare with ours." Wu Changfei smiled happily.

The foreigner sitting opposite Wu Changfei is John, an executive of Standard Chartered. He even cooperates with the Hong Kong branch of Thunder Investment. However, this is just like the financial circle. In addition to cooperation, competition is everywhere.

"I will never rest assured if the book profits are not realized." John said with a worried look on his face: "Lei is not that simple."

"Mr. John is overthinking. In the financial market, capital is strength."

"We are strong, so we have a good chance of winning."

"I still reserve my opinion." John shook his head.

In Hong Kong Island, John had witnessed Lei Hao's operation of turning clouds and rain with his hands. His short selling this time was mixed with political purposes and the intention of making profits. When he knew that Lei Hao was the main force among the bulls, he There is always uneasiness in my heart.

Chinese people value financial strength, and although foreigners do the same, they also value talent.

In John's eyes, Lei Hao is undoubtedly a genius in the financial circle. So... will this matter be so simple?

"If it weren't for the instructions from the top management, would I be determined to go short?" John felt a little bitter in his heart, and that confident and arrogant face always appeared in his mind.

"This foreigner is just suspicious. In my opinion, Lei Hao is nothing special." Wu Changfei slandered in his heart. Mr. Fei and Mr. Chu, who had the same thoughts as him, also smiled hypocritically.

Over the past few days, the forces represented by Zhechang mobilized the energy inside and outside the circle. From the market to public opinion to data, they attacked in an all-round way and achieved outstanding results. This gave them a little arrogance and the feeling of making history was extremely refreshing.

As long as the price is held down, everyone's profits will be calculated in hundreds of millions. They even want more bullish people to come in.

But will this group remain so calm when the bulls are pouring in?

Yangcheng, moderate rain, the weather forecast said there will be continuous rainy weather.

Occasionally a flash of lightning flashed outside the window, followed by the roar of thunder, and the conference room of the Thunder Investment and Trading Department was also brewing.

"Lei, it's almost 9 o'clock." Leo couldn't hide his excitement as he watched the hour hand on the wall slowly move towards the number 9.

"Yeah." Lei Hao put out the cigarette smoothly. There were already a lot of cigarette butts accumulated in the ashtray, which showed that he had smoked a lot just now.

On the screen wall, the data was stagnant. Lei Hao lit another cigarette. He knew very well that when the data started to beat, the company would enter a new field, where there would be more funds and more variables.

This is also an attempt. If it fails this time, Lei Hao doesn't know how long he will return to short-term dormancy, but there is no war with a 100% winning rate in the world. He has a huge advantage and he can afford to lose.

"Starting to make money." An electronic sound sounded, indicating the start of 9 o'clock. Lei Hao was speechless at Leo's bad taste. No one in the financial circle used this sound as a reminder.

Just like the previous few days, Lei Hao just absorbed those similar selling orders. When the short sellers placed big orders, they consciously retreated.

Familiar formula, familiar taste, nothing major happened in the market, the contract price continued to fall slowly. Occasionally, there were a few bulls who helped Lei Hao attract some chips, but they did not have much effect on the overall situation, and the rest were mostly bits and pieces. The monads are at war with each other and are called stragglers.

The opening price was 9985, and the current price was 9885, a drop of exactly 100 yuan. The cross-down index was shocking.

"That's almost it." Looking at the status of the trading order, Lei Hao seemed to be talking to himself.

Volume energy is shrinking and the index is falling. Even if it is allowed to continue to bottom out, it will not reduce the cost of building a position too much. Now is the time to give a signal.

"Publish the buy order, hang it out!" Leo was beside him. After receiving Lei Hao's nod in agreement, he immediately gave the order to the traders in the trading department.

A buying order of 1,000 lots is placed and eaten within 1 minute.

Another 1,000 lots of buying orders were placed and were hedged by selling orders within 2 minutes.

Another 1,000 lots of buying orders were placed, and this time it took 5 minutes to be cleared.

However... after 1,000 hands, there will always be the next 1,000 hands. The market then fell silent, the main bulls and shorts emerged, and the rest of the crowd felt terrified.

"Lei, 5,000 lots, sell!" The data suddenly jumped, and Leo's eyelids also twitched.

"Buy." Lei Hao didn't hesitate at all.

In just ten minutes, 10,000 contracts were entered into the position, but Lei Hao felt empty in his heart.

"Place another 1,000 buying orders." Lei Hao put out the cigarette that was burning to the butt and lit another one, his eyes flashing with speculation and passion.

I'll buy you an offer, do you dare to take it?

The fact is: short positions are no longer available.

"Continue to add more buying orders, 1,000 lots per minute, and stop when the order reaches 10,000 lots." Lei Hao's calm voice made Leo's blood boil.

By placing large orders at a certain time frequency, Lei Hao, as a bull, is provoking bears.

That's right, now that things have reached this point, what position should I discuss with you? Just kidding, let’s see who is big enough to swallow the opponent’s trading order.

Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province, Zhechang Futures Company, Wu Changfei, John and others were stunned.

"I knew it, I knew it, damn it, this madman!" John muttered to himself, with an unpredictable expression on his face.

But as a senior executive of a large organization, no one who can participate in this level of battle is a coward.

The four people looked at each other, took a long breath, and uttered two words in a tacit understanding: "Add positions!"

The fierce trading volume makes other market participants dumbfounded. The minimum hedging transaction is 1,000 lots per minute. The long and short sides are competing against each other like crazy, but they all have a tacit understanding. Let the contract price fluctuate within a narrow range.

There is no way, high-level bulls will not accumulate funds, low-level shorts will not build positions, and at the right price, both parties will not watch their opponents show off their power.

"Thunder..." Leo's throat twitched, and his mouth felt a little dry.

"He can't hold it back!" There was a hint of fanaticism on Lei Hao's face.

The funds in the two futures accounts are 500 million. Calculated based on the minimum margin, Lei Hao can use this money to hold contracts worth 10 billion. Calculated based on 10,000 yuan per ton, he can push up to 200,000 lots.

But the opponent is obviously not weak, and it is inevitable to retain a certain amount of flexibility. Lei Hao estimates that 150,000 hands is already the limit, and he will use Leo's funds by then.

As long as he has money, the contract price cannot fall. There is no risk of liquidation before his own funds are exhausted. Lei Hao's psychological defense is to hold on until the good news arrives.

The positions are getting heavier, 40,000 hands, 50,000 hands, 60,000 hands... It's like a tiger with its mouth wide open. Even Lei Hao is not 100% sure whether it is eating meat or being stuffed with poison.