Future chat group

On Monday the 20th, Lei Hao came to the company very early on Thunder Investment, and within 5 minutes, Xie Qingyan arrived.

"It's 7:30 now. There's still one and a half hours until the market opens for trading, and there's still... I don't know how long until the policy comes out. Until the situation becomes clear, Mr. Lei, you can talk to me about the signing at any time." Xie Qingyan smiled brightly. .

"Yingfeng, please greet President Xie, I have something to do." Lei Hao was very busy on Monday. He had no time to greet outsiders. He took the documents and walked to the conference room. All kinds of information and data came to his mind along the way.

In late March, the transaction volume exceeded the historical record, and Lei Hao will not forget this episode in the future.

But the future has been changed. In the original time and space, he did not have so many positions, and the current price of cotton futures was relatively low. However, correspondingly, he had no positions and was paying attention to the market, which proves that the funds floating around have been accumulated. This is A point that helps with trading volume.

"You have an influence on the process. Don't I have an influence on the process? There is still room for hundreds of thousands of hands. Even if the policy comes out, I dare to withstand the pressure of the short sellers!" Lei Hao felt a little crazy in his heart, "Can I advance it in advance? Knowing the corresponding consequences, Lei Lei dares to do anything!"

Song Dongyuan could influence the process. Lei Hao was worried about this, but he was not completely powerless. Billions of funds were there. Compared to the cotton market, this was a force that could not be ignored.

When he came to the conference room, Lei Hao saw only Zhao Lichen present. As 8 o'clock approached, Leo, Yu Rong, Xiang Yongze, Zhou Junyun and others arrived one after another. Each of them held a stack of documents in their hands. There was an expression of excitement and anticipation on his face.

Only Lei Hao knew about Song Dongyuan. For everyone in Lei Hao, if this matter was eliminated, the operation of the market would not be beyond Lei Hao's expectations at all, and everything was under control.

As long as it drags on for a day or two, and if no policies are introduced from above, the cotton futures market will reopen the upward channel. At that time, Thunder will not have to do anything, and will naturally have funds to enter the market.

"Raise up the expectation of negative effects on the policy." Lei Hao's first sentence shocked everyone in the audience, and his second sentence almost made them dumbfounded: "Increase the expected scale of opening positions. If negative effects occur, I... want to Try adding positions first!”

madman! Many people in the conference room wanted to blurt out this sentence, but they were facing Lei Hao, so they had to swallow the words that were raised in their throats.

Raise the expectation of negative policies and be prepared to add positions when negative news occurs. Putting these two sentences together, Lei Hao's attitude is obvious: the risk has increased, but I will forcefully open the upward channel for prices.

"We may not have enough funds." Leo recalled all the data and discovered something ridiculous. With more than 4 billion in funds, there is actually a possibility of insufficient funds.

"Even if the shortfall comes out, we can rely on the early profits and invest some funds to avoid losses." Yu Rong said that he had already made a record: "But if we increase the position, we may suffer losses, and we will not It’s just a loss of a little bit.”

"The trend from above is towards hands-off and non-intervention, and there is little expectation that the policy will be negative." Xiang Yongze said, "I heard about it from my friends."

"Within half an hour, I want to see the plan and filing." Lei Hao glanced at the conference room and said briefly. What he saw was that all his subordinates nodded in agreement.

Yanjing, Hanlong, the market opening at 9 o'clock is approaching.

Sitting on the sofa in the office, Song Dongyuan looked at his subordinates who were ready, with full expectation in his heart: "You will bow your head, right, little Yangcheng tiger."

"Director Song, it's about to begin."

"Well, according to the plan, sell some selling orders and try to pressure the market." Song Dongyuan gave the order with an expressionless face.

In the securities market, no matter how many off-market tricks you use, the final showdown will almost always be inside the market. Here, even a strong player like Song Dongyuan, after thinking of Lei Hao's historical achievements, has no confidence at all to win.

At 8:55, the futures call auction started and ended at 59:00. At 9:00, the price of the cotton futures contract on March 20 opened slightly lower. The price of 12550 fell by 5 price brackets compared to yesterday's closing price.

There is one place that is slightly beyond everyone’s expectations.

Yangcheng and Thunder looked at the magnitude of the sales, and everyone had solemn expressions on their faces.

This is not normal. The Thunder have already absorbed enough short-selling funds. Why do they still have this momentum? The sales volume of more than 20,000 lots was so unexpected.

"Lei?" Leo looked at these sales with some jealousy and asked Lei Hao.

"Ignore it for now." Lei Hao thought for a moment and did not touch these selling orders.

The price of 12550 is too high. Furthermore, Lei Hao tends to leave his power to the possible negative pressure. Now he comes out to accumulate funds and build positions, which means that he lacks the power to counterattack when the price explodes.

"You didn't buy, that's good. That's right. This proves that you are still under pressure." Yan Jing and Song Dongyuan smiled for the first time: "Put it down, and remember not to place too many sell orders below the opening price."

"Okay." The person responsible for helping Song Dongyuan quickly turned around and started operating.

A low opening, falling prices, huge selling volume, and negative expectations exist. All these factors are enough for the market to follow suit and short-selling funds pour in. However, there are no major players entering the market, and the trading volume is not necessarily large.

Even so, what Lei Hao saw was not optimistic: there was no buyer to catch it.

In other words, either others feel that it is not cost-effective to go long here, or they are waiting for the policy to become clear. The former may even have the impact of Lei Hao's overweight position, resulting in others not having suitable chips to absorb.

"This can't overwhelm you, so I have nothing to say!" Song Dongyuan felt that the plan had reached the final step.

Indeed, knowing that Song Dongyuan is promoting the implementation of the policy, the market does not seem to have enough momentum to go long. It will be a huge pressure for anyone to put it.

Lei Hao now feels the cruelty of the securities market. One decision can lead to hundreds of millions of profits and losses, and the operation of billions of funds will make ordinary people's hands tremble when pressing the keyboard.

"I don't believe you can really push forward the policy!" He opened his phone and did not see the latest future information, but Lei Hao still had a firm look in his eyes.

No news means there are no changes, and no changes means there are no policies. In this case, do you have anything to be afraid of? No!

The hour hand slowly points to 11 o'clock, and there is still half an hour until the noon break. Cotton futures prices are falling, and the mainstream voice is still bearish. Everyone is holding funds in their hands, silently waiting for the situation to become clear.

Lei Hao finally received the "new" future information, a future information that repeated the previous content.

"Give me all the sales!" For a moment, Lei Hao felt his heart beating rapidly and ordered Leo.