the next day.

Zhengda Futures Brokerage Company.

The employees outside were all busy, and Liu Hexun was enjoying his own tea time.

"Dingling..."

The ringtone of the cell phone interrupted the silence of the office.

"Hello."

After scanning the caller ID, Liu Hexun answered the phone.

"It's me, Fan Hu."

A familiar voice came from the opposite side: "Are you drinking tea again? I have some new top-notch Dahongpao here. When will I come and try it?"

"If you have time, go."

Both of them have known each other for many years, so there is no need to be polite.

Liu Hexun picked up the teacup and took a sip, and replied, "What's the matter when you call this time?"

Fan Hu asked: "I forgot to ask yesterday. That Zhao Lang must have looked for you, right?"

"Um."

Liu Hexun nodded and shook his head slightly, but he could not see his movements across the phone.

"How does he feel for you?"

“Not very good.”

"Um?"

Fan Hu, the bank manager who was calling, raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say that? I feel that this person is okay. He can take out 10 million cash deposits at a young age. I think the conditions at home are better."

"And they do things steadily, unlike those rich second generations who are rash and unrelenting."

Upon hearing this, Liu Hexun couldn't help but shake his head and smile: "It's very likely that you have money at home, just forget it if you do things steadily!"

“How to say it?”

Fanhu soundtrack is puzzled.

Zhao Lang gave him a full aura, not like a young man who had not experienced major events at all.

And the other party obviously does not agree.

On this side, Liu Hexun put down the teacup and spoke in a deep voice: "He has never been in contact with futures, but yesterday he added the leverage to the maximum. Who do you think this is?"

Then the voice broke out: "In my opinion, this kind of person is a gambler!"

After a pause, he continued to speak: "It would be better if his family was very rich, otherwise, he would be smashed into the futures market for a thousand years in a short time, and there would be no one left."

"How could it be?"

Fan Hu's voice became lowered, and he was silent for a moment before speaking: "Do you think this person is not suitable for a close friend?"

"right!"

Liu Hexun focused on it: "Don't think about getting along with him. If he goes to the bank to take out a loan, you will not be able to hide your face."

"This won't."

Fan Hu shook his head: "If he has no money in his account and lacks credit, I will naturally not pass here."

"That's good."

Liu Hexun nodded.

"That's it."

It can be heard that Fan Hu's voice was a little excited: "I'll hang up first, and I'll get together if I have time."

"good."

After the call ended, Liu Hexun shook his head and put down his cell phone.

He picked up the dish and tried to taste it, but a certain emotion in his heart prompted him to stop the movements in his hand.

"Forget it, take a look!"

I got up and moved to the computer, opened the futures market software, and glanced at it. Several futures that Zhao Lang bought yesterday were already in sight.

"Soybean meal, nickel, copper, oil, rubber, eggs..."

"Three increases and three decreases, not bad, there are more increases, so you should be able to make a profit."

Although he was extremely optimistic about Zhao Lang's approach, Liu Hexun was not surprised that this situation occurred.

Most of the novice trade futures are based on luck, and it is very common for the other party to bet with good luck.

However, it is impossible to trade futures purely by luck, and luck sometimes becomes good and sometimes becomes bad.

It will naturally be smooth when it is good, but when it is bad, it will never make a person turn over!

Just like gambling, you may rely on luck to win money at the beginning, but as long as you don’t stop in time, you will sooner or later spit out all the money you won.

No!

In Liu Hexun's view, as long as you use luck to bet, you will definitely lose, and there will be no exceptions.

The same is true for futures trading. It does not rely on information or technology to analyze it. It depends solely on luck, it is gambling.

"I'll give you some sweetness first, and sooner or later, the leeks will be cut."

He shook his head bored. He was about to change the computer interface when his brow suddenly frowned again.

It seems that something has been missed by me.

Wait for a moment...

Liu Hexun's eyes lit up, and he once again focused on the futures that Zhao Lang bought yesterday.

"Yesterday he had two types of futures that were shorted. He shorted more than ten moves and his leverage increased to more than 20 million."

"It's copper, rubber."

"hiss……"

After observing, the sound of gasping in the cold air came from Liu Hexun's mouth: "He was actually confused by both of these two things!"

"The six futures, except soybean meal, all the other five are profitable. This luck... is good enough."

"It's a pity that one can win many times. Losing once can make people lose everything and there is no room for a turnaround."

He muttered and opened Zhao Lang's background on the system, and his expression changed again.

There are eight types of futures, and two more futures categories have been added, and the leverage has also been increased to the maximum.

“Huh?”

"Why is there no soybean meal?"

Yesterday, he clearly saw Zhao Lang buy 10 million soybean meal futures, but now there is no one.

Open the transaction record and you can clearly see that the soybean meal was sold yesterday afternoon.

And at that time, it seemed that it was just before the price of soybean meal was reduced!

"Dada..."

At some point, Liu Hexun's face at the desk had become very serious, and he was using the computer to quickly review Zhao Lang's manipulation yesterday.

At the same time, the market changes of each futures are compared.

After a while, the computer striking stopped and the office was completely in a strange silence.

"Six types of futures, two types of short selling, all made profits!"

"Buy near the lowest point, sell near the highest point, and then buy other futures and continue to make a profit..."

"luck?"

Liu Hexun lay down his weak body backwards and let the office chairs spin back and forth.

"It makes no sense!"

Confused and puzzled voice echoed in the quiet office.

At some point, Liu Hexun frowned and stood up straight, and then calculated Zhao Lang's profit yesterday.

Soybean meal, profit of 0.76%.

Nickel, short selling, currently expected to make a profit of 3.4%. Thinking of this futures, he still doesn't recommend shorting, he couldn't help but smile bitterly again.

No one could have expected that nickel, which had risen for more than a quarter, would have peaked yesterday and the price began to fall.

Rubber, currently profits 0.31%.

copper……

Adding to today's futures trading, if calculated based on the current profit, Zhao Lang has made a profit of nearly 1.5 million now!
To be continued...