My 1999

Oil and gas resources in the Gulf of Mexico mainly appear in three places.

The coasts of Texas and Louisiana, and the Bay of Campeche in Mexico.

The Bay of Campeche and Texas are too far away, and nine out of ten hurricanes cannot reach them.

The most likely one is Louisiana.

But no one knows whether it is true or not.

Even the best computer in the world cannot calculate the trajectory of a hurricane 100%.

"Whether this hurricane lands in Louisiana or not, this is an opportunity for us." Xu Liang said slowly.

Lin Junrui's eyes were hot.

He certainly understood what Xu Liang meant.

Facing the Category 5 hurricane that is about to land, Quantum Fund's next investment will become extremely difficult.

If they choose to continue shorting, if the hurricane lands in Louisiana or Texas, the skyrocketing stock price will definitely quickly break through their defenses.

If they don't follow, then Xu Liang's long funds, as well as funds from all over the world that bet on the hurricane landing in Louisiana, will also break through their defenses.

"Mr. Xu, Mr. Lin, the oil price in the global futures market has risen by 17 basis points."

The employees in the trading hall shouted with joy on their faces.

Xu Liang was shocked and his expression was firm.

"The opportunity has come. Old Lin, send a message to Hongyan and Hanhua immediately, and throw all the cash on our books to me."

"Yes!"

Lin Junrui responded excitedly.

After working hard for more than half a month, the dawn of victory finally came.

"Great, we are going to win."

Lv Huian couldn't bear the excitement in her heart, and didn't care about the people around her. She hugged Xu Liang suddenly, shouting and jumping.

Holding her delicate body, Xu Liang's face was also full of smiles.

——

Quantum Fund Trading Room.

Just a few hours ago, it was still busy here. With a large amount of funds coming in, everyone was filled with the desire for victory.

But when a new Category 5 hurricane formed in the Gulf of Mexico and was approaching the US coast.

It was like a bolt from the blue, shocking everyone.

Now the TV is still broadcasting the news of the hurricane, as well as the live reports sent back from the Gulf of Mexico by the frontline reporters.

Looking at the tornado hurricane that was overwhelming the sky and the violent waves in the distance.

Everyone's heart became heavy.

Plop...

An old man with a fat body and gray hair suddenly fell to the ground.

"Kress fainted?"

Everyone rushed forward, and under the command of Alexander, they carried him to the infirmary with all their hands and feet.

After settling everyone, he returned to Old Soros.

"Father, there is no big problem, it's just that I haven't had a good rest for too long. I will be fine after a good sleep."

Old Soros nodded slowly.

He glanced at him, "Father, now everyone is waiting for you to make a decision..."

Before he finished speaking, the phone on the table next to him rang.

The name on the caller ID was James Gorman.

He didn't answer it, and Old Soros didn't move.

Since the new Category 5 hurricane appeared in the Gulf of Mexico, all institutions and individuals who invested in the Dragon Slaying Plan have been calling here.

They have only one purpose.

Cut losses and leave.

No one is a fool.

Especially the top dignitaries are well-informed.

As soon as this Category 5 hurricane appeared, they knew that the dragon-slaying plan would never succeed.

"Alexander, light me a cigarette."

"But your body..."

"It's okay." Old Soros waved his hand.

Seeing that he insisted, Alexander lit a cigarette and handed it over.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, took it, put it in his mouth, and took a few puffs.

Cough cough...

Alexander hurriedly patted his back.

After catching his breath, Old Soros's face had an abnormal red, and his eyes became blurred, as if he was lost in memories.

"In the past few decades, I have achieved countless successes. The most proud thing is shorting the British pound in 1992 and shorting Asian countries in 1997.

The feeling of controlling hundreds of billions of huge funds, suppressing the central banks of various countries, watching them slowly collapse under my attack, and taking away the wealth accumulated over the years is really wonderful.

At that moment, I seemed to have turned into God.

As long as I wave my hand, I can control the fate of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people.

This power and glory is simply fascinating."

Old Soros's expression suddenly became hateful.

"Just when I was most proud and successful, and my life was at its peak, the damn Chinese gave me a fatal blow.

Hong Kong, damn Hong Kong.

Everyone surrendered, why didn't they surrender?!"

Old Soros held the wheelchair tightly, his expression ferocious.

"Here, I encountered the worst failure in my life. Although I didn't lose much money, most of the reputation that Quantum Fund had accumulated before was lost.

From then on, it went downhill.

From that day on, I completely hated the Chinese.

And I swore in front of God that I would take revenge if I had the chance.

I want to see those damn yellow monkeys kneel in front of me and repent. They must repent!"

Old Soros turned his head suddenly, and his skinny right hand tightly grasped Alexander's arm.

His bloodshot eyes stared at his son.

"Alexander, you are my most satisfied son. You must continue to short sell and defeat Caesar completely..."

Poof!

Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

At this moment, Old Soros seemed to have lost all his strength and fell down softly.

"Father, father. Doctor, send my father to the hospital."

The doctors and nurses who had been following him hurriedly pushed the wheelchair outside.

But Alexander did not follow.

Looking at the back figure going away, Alexander hesitated for a moment, and his eyes became firm.

"Father, I really want to support you, but the Soros family cannot be buried with your resentment."

——

"Mr. Xu, the global oil price has exceeded $61." Lin Junrui shouted excitedly.

Xu Liang was full of smiles, and now he had completely put down all his worries.

No matter how much Old Soros struggled, he would win.

Because the Category 5 hurricane just now was called 'Katrina'.

Although it has been a long time, he still vaguely remembers this name.

And anything that he can remember must have had a huge impact.

Obviously, Katrina caused huge damage after landing, causing heavy losses to the Americans.

So the oil price will definitely rise.

"Everyone keep working hard. When this operation is over, everyone can get a bonus of more than 500,000." Xu Liang said loudly.

"Long live the boss!"

"Boss, I love you!"...

Everyone saw the hope of victory, and with the huge reward, the atmosphere in the trading room became more and more heated.

Dinglingling...

The phone rang.

After Xu Liang took a look, he walked out of the lively trading room.

He no longer needed to watch here.

After sitting down in the office on the second floor, he called back.

"Bill, why are you calling me?"

"From your tone, it seems that you already know." Old Gates smiled.

"Know what?"

"Just an hour ago, George Soros vomited blood and was admitted to the emergency room of St. James Hospital. Alexander Soros has begun to close his positions at the unanimous request of other investors.

Dear Xu, you are sure to win."

Xu Liang was a little surprised, "No wonder the speed of oil price increase suddenly accelerated just now. It seems that Quantum Fund has cut its losses and left the market."

"Xu, you don't seem surprised at all?"

"Not surprised, but a little unexpected. When Hurricane Katrina appeared in the Gulf of Mexico, I had already won."

Old Gates thought for a while and soon understood what he meant.

As soon as Hurricane Katrina appeared, global hot money would definitely bet more on bulls.

Even if Hurricane Katrina did not land in Louisiana in the end, bulls would not suffer much loss.

But once it landed, bears would be miserable.

This is an unequal game.

No one wants to be the bear.

"Xu, congratulations."

"Bill, you are wrong. You are also a client of Pacific Fund, and you have a share of the profits made by Hanhua this time.

So, we are celebrating together."

Xu Liang smiled.

"Haha, yes, it is indeed a celebration together!"

Dinglingling...

The phone vibrated again.

It seems that the caller ID is Jiang Xiaoyang.

"Bill, I am still a little busy here. I will treat you to dinner after things are over."

"No problem, I will wait for your call?"

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, it was reconnected.

Jiang Xiaoyang's excited voice came over.

"Won?"

"Won!... Quantum Fund has already started to sell at a loss and leave. Hurricane Katrina is about to land. We will definitely win."

The breathing on the other end of the phone suddenly became rapid.

Xu Liang seemed to see Jiang Xiaoyang's excited expression.

"Great! Xu Lang, I knew you could do it."

Although it was Xu Liang who commanded the battle in the front, it was she who provided logistics in the back.

This time, the duel with Quantum Fund.

Hanhua not only took out more than 30 billion US dollars in cash, but Pacific Fund also took out nearly 50 billion US dollars.

The former is the accumulated wealth of Hanhua over the years.

Once a loss occurs, it will inevitably be a heavy loss.

If Pacific Fund loses this huge amount of money, it will certainly not lose its own capital.

But the reputation accumulated over the years is also gone.

Almost no one will trust Hanhua again.

Without global investment, Hanhua will be completely beaten back to its original form.

Just like the Quantum Fund that suffered heavy losses in Hong Kong.

Without more than ten years of precipitation, there is no hope of recovery, and it may never recover.

It can be said that this time, not only Xu Liang bet on most of his wealth, but Jiang Xiaoyang also bet on most of Hanhua's wealth.

When he first confronted Soros, the reason why Xu Liang did not touch the investment in Hanhua Pacific Fund.

A big reason was that he did not want it to suffer a major loss.

As long as Hanhua's reputation is still there, even if it fails this time, he can double his money in the upcoming subprime mortgage crisis.

On the contrary, if Hanhua gets involved and suffers heavy losses.

Without this fundraising platform.

There was not enough capital to invest.

Even if he could make money from the subprime mortgage crisis, it would definitely not be as much as he had originally planned.

Unfortunately, the vortex of the dragon-slaying plan became bigger and bigger, and the amount of money invested became more and more. In the end, he had no choice.

Fortunately, he was lucky.

God took the initiative to help and sent the Americans a "big breath" called Katrina.

After calming down a little.

"What are you going to do next?" Jiang Xiaoyang asked.

Xu Liang understood what she meant.

Although we have won, how to turn this victory into fruits that can be tasted and put into our pockets is also a big problem.

"I plan to close my position as soon as Hurricane Katrina lands."

"Is it too early? After the hurricane lands, oil prices will definitely rise sharply."

"A sharp rise is certain. But our long funds this time are as high as 150 billion US dollars. With a ten-fold leverage, the leveraged funds are as high as 1.5 trillion.

If we wait for oil prices to rise before closing our positions, there will be almost no room for us.

If we force the position to be closed, the guys who suffered heavy losses in the Dragon Slaying Plan may play dirty tricks and directly deduct our funds in the name of disrupting the financial plan.

Therefore, when the hurricane lands and global long funds swarm in, it is the best opportunity to close the position."

What Xu Liang is considering now is not how much money he can make, but how to keep the fruits of victory while making money.

Jiang Xiaoyang, who had calmed down completely, gradually understood his idea.

"I agree with your plan."

After a slight hesitation, Jiang Xiaoyang continued: "The overall situation of the Dragon Slaying Plan has been decided. Why don't you come back? Those guys who invested in the Quantum Fund suffered heavy losses. What if they take risks..."

"I want to go back, but I can't do it now.

We made too much money this time. It's not easy to keep it safely in our hands.

So I have to stay here to meet some people and clean up the troubles.

As for what you are worried about.

Hehe, I am most afraid of death.

From today on, I will stay in the manor.

Unless he sends troops to attack, don't think of touching me." Xu Liang comforted.

Hearing him say this, Jiang Xiaoyang didn't persuade him any more.

She also knew that the fruits of victory this time were too great, and it was not easy to keep them.

"Then you have to be more careful."

"Don't worry."

After the two chatted about some private matters, Xu Liang hung up the phone.

Huh...

He took a long breath.

After a moment of silence, he turned his head.

"Lv Hui, when the income from this investment is in your pocket, you should immediately contact Hanhua to help me make a statistical table of the income of the Pacific Fund, and break it down to each person."

"Okay."

When Soros promoted the Dragon Slaying Plan before, these people were not optimistic about him and did not provide much help.

But when the "meat" was placed in front of them, Xu Liang did not believe that they could still hold back.

At that time, whoever wants to take the meat from their mouths will be their enemy.

This huge force will become an important weapon for him to fight against the investors of the "Dragon Slaying Plan", and even the most deadly weapon.

At that time, he wants to see who jumps out first?

Soon Xu Liang's mobile phone rang again.

He was destined to be busy this day.

With the failure of the Quantum Fund's Dragon Slaying Plan, everyone knew that he had made a lot of money.

Naturally, countless people who had been on the sidelines came to make connections.

Although he didn't need to pay attention to most of them.

But Bush Jr., Secretary of State Powell, and Prince William of the British royal family, this level of call, definitely can't be refused.