God of Rebirth Trader

Until around three o'clock in the afternoon, the Exchange Fund showed little enthusiasm in entering the market.

Just when everyone thought the situation was calm, eight major foreign investors quietly joined forces in the tail market and launched an overwhelming attack.

Huanghe Group, Xiangjiang Electric, HSBC Bank...suddenly saw huge sell-offs in many blue-chip stocks.

Infinite Private Equity, in the trading room.

Dozens of traders stared at the Hang Seng Index on the screen as it kept beating. Every flash meant that at least hundreds of millions of funds had been evaporated.

Behind this is the fact that thousands of investors have been trapped and a large number of corporate assets have shrunk.

A long negative line smashed down, and everyone was frightened to see it.

Without the Hong Kong government's intervention, the market would be so fragile?

"Just take a look. The Hong Kong government has not taken any action, and there is no need for us to take the lead."

Chen Weidong stood in front of the screen, feeling extremely calm.

It was just a sneak attack at the end of the game, and we have seen too many of them in later generations.

As of 4 p.m., the stock market closed.

The futures index plummeted by hundreds of points in late trading.

The Hang Seng Index also weakened that day, closing at 7560, down 362 points.

Bad news comes one after another.

On the same day, Asian stock markets plummeted, and Latin American stock markets fell across the board. The trend was like a plunge from a high platform, which was jaw-dropping.

As soon as international hot money was released, the economic system of half the world was shaken.

This has also given many people a deeper understanding of the power of Wall Street.

Don't dare to take anything lightly.

Chen Weidong pushed open the door of his office and felt a blast of cold air, making his body shiver uncontrollably.

The huge temperature difference prevented the flow of Qi and blood throughout his body.

The intense feeling of exhaustion made his vision darken.

He fainted on the spot.

....

"Awei?"

"Awei, what's wrong with you?!"

The third uncle's shout and Li Xi'er's cry could be faintly heard in my ears.

There was a rush of footsteps on the floor, and many people ran over. It was so noisy that nothing could be heard clearly.

.....

When Chen Weidong woke up again, he was so groggy that it was extremely difficult to open his mouth.

Under the dim light in the room, he found himself lying in a small room. An intravenous drip was hanging on the iron stand next to him. There was a tube inserted in his nostril. It should be a ventilator. There were some medical instruments working next to him, emitting soft light.

A whirring sound.

Am I in the hospital?

Chen Weidong struggled for a while, trying to support himself to sit up, but found that he couldn't lift any strength at all.

The rapid inhalation of oxygen from the ventilator made him feel uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but cough.

The door was pushed open immediately.

Several doctors in white coats and company executives such as Uncle San, Li Xier, Song Yunjiang, etc. all rushed in.

The doctor hurriedly pressed him on the bed: "Mr. Chen, what's wrong with you? Don't move, we are discussing the first aid plan!"

Chen Weidong was stunned and said weakly: "I just feel a little tired. Nothing happened. No need for first aid. Everyone is too nervous."

"Awei, the doctor said that you were severely dehydrated just now and almost died. Just lie down and have a good rest. Just leave the company's affairs to me." Chen Jie stepped forward and said with a scared look on his face.

Fortunately, he was in the office at the time and found Ah Wei lying on the ground in time, and hurriedly drove him to the hospital, otherwise he would have been in danger.

Chen Weidong looked at the company executives in the room, trying to keep his tone calm and said: "Everyone, please go back to the company, I'm fine, don't make a fuss..."

"Mr. Chen, take care of yourself."

"yes..."

Chen Weidong nodded slightly, expressing his understanding.

"Everyone, please go back first. I'm here to take care of you. You don't have to worry. The company still needs you to keep running." Chen Jie turned around and comforted everyone again.

Chen Weidong suddenly fainted, and everyone in the company was frightened. Many senior executives rushed over as soon as they received the news.

Song Yunjiang, in particular, was extremely nervous. Chen Weidong had always provided direction. They could just continue to expand. Many people were used to this.

That’s why they can become leaders so easily and operate with ease in an increasingly competitive market.

If something happens to Chen Weidong, they don't know how the company will develop in the future.

The people in the ward dispersed reluctantly.

The doctor explained again, asking him to take a good rest and not think too much about work.

Normally, one can recover quickly. This fainting was due to long-term high mental stress and the stimulation of severe temperature differences...

Wait until the doctor leaves.

Only Chen Jie and Li Xi'er were left in the ward.

Chen Weidong saw her red eyes, she must have cried just now.

He sighed and said, "You should go back too, it's so boring here."

"I do not want!"

Li Xi'er threw herself on him, crying so hard that the pear blossoms were raining.

When she saw Chen Weidong fainting, she was so anxious that she couldn't do anything to help her. Her heart was about to break. God knows how many times she cried.

"I'm not dead, how about you?" Chen Weidong looked embarrassed and muttered in a low voice.

Chen Jie looked here and there in the ward, with a gossipy expression on his face and from time to time he uttered tuts in his mouth.

"Ahem."

Chen Weidong was thin-skinned and couldn't stand this kind of scene. He coughed twice and said, "Uncle San, you go back to the company first. I'll just rest for a few days. I'll leave the company's affairs to you. I believe you can handle it well."

"Okay, then I won't disturb you anymore and have a good rest." After Chen Jie confirmed that he was really fine, he exited the room with a smirk on his face.

What he said before leaving made the two of them extremely embarrassed.

After a long time, Li Xier wiped her tears and blamed herself with red eyes: "I'm sorry..."

"I should say this. It must be very tiring for you to be my driver, assistant, and accountant." Chen Weidong looked at her face and said quietly.

"No, I'm not tired..." Li Xi'er said subconsciously.

She suddenly felt panicked.

Chen Weidong continued: "So I decided that you will be responsible for finance from now on, and I will be the assistant and driver..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Xi'er's tears fell again.

Chen Weidong opened his mouth, but was still embarrassed to say any more.

.....

The night of the 27th, the eve of the war, also became a sleepless night in Hong Kong.

Countless investors tossed and turned, or turned on the TV and listened to the news all night.

They had a premonition that they were about to witness history, and everyone was secretly guessing.

Who will win this battle of the century?

What will the turnover of the stock market be?

150 billion? Or 200 billion?

.....

In the early morning, the Xiangjiang Observatory issued a thunderstorm warning.

Tomorrow is the final settlement period for Hang Seng Index futures.

Whether the "Soros" can make money from the large number of short futures they bought before depends entirely on this day's last ditch effort.

Whether the hundreds of billions of Hong Kong dollars invested by the Hong Kong government have gone to waste, or whether international speculators have lost hundreds of millions or even billions of dollars in capital depends on the day's stock market and whether the foreign exchange market can stabilize at a high level.