The Rebirth of the Male God Starts From Playing Games

  Chapter 132 130. Completely confused! (Shelf, please subscribe)

  Xu Hao is really frightened.

  His brain went blank for a while.

  The colleagues around have not realized what happened, but Xu Hao clearly understands how terrible this will have.

   "It's over, U.S. stocks are going to fall!"

  Suddenly a voice called out.

   scared everyone to look at the plate in their hands.

  Sure enough, the whole line was red.

  The rise and fall of the U.S. stock market are just the opposite of those in China. The domestic gains are red and the US is green. Domestic declines are green, while U.S. declines are red.

  According to a certain theory, the programmers of CQG may not know the original rules of "red up and black down". The "green up and red down" rules they set for the K-line are mainly based on the color coding conventions that originated in the West and prevail in the world-stop at the red light and go on with the green light.

  "Grass, hassle, hassle..."

   "Am I special!"

   "How could this happen?"

   "Natural disasters and man-made disasters, can't be counted!"

   "Nima, who knows how this will happen today."

   "Gan, my wife is going to give birth today, so I don’t want to work overtime here."

  Goldman Sachs’s broker does not end when the day’s transaction is over. It has to have a meeting to report, review and make future plans.

  Like today’s situation, we must hold an emergency meeting for the entire company to discuss future plans.

  All the original arrangements have been disrupted.

  Everyone around Xu Hao is in a mess. Those who should make a phone call, and those who should sell stocks hurry up.

  Tossing too late, it must fall sharply, and the customers' money will not be kept.

  Only Xu Hao sat in the seat alone, acting extremely calmly.

   "What are you doing?!"

Huang Lijie next to    looked at him strangely.

   "When is the time, eyebrows are on fire, don't you call your customers quickly?"

"I……"

  Xu Hao opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer him.

  He was waking up from a dream, and quickly called his customers.

  In fact, there is no need for Xu Hao to call, his customers have already started calling him.

  Except for his biggest customer on hand--

  Cao Yang has not made a single phone call till now.

  Xu Hao operates the keyboard with instinct and experience, but there is only one thing in his mind——

  Fuck!

   Boss Cao can make a lot of money this time.

  Yes, Cao Yang has made a lot of money.

  According to Xu Hao’s experience, Cao Yang’s investment this time, as long as there is no problem with Xu Hao’s operations, he can earn at least 1 billion US dollars.

  Moreover, the most incredible thing is that Cao Yang seems to buy a deal, but in fact, most of it is earned.

  Those who lost money, most of them were operated by Xu Hao himself.

  Mom! ! !

  What happened? !

   But, if you say that Cao Yang is a terrorist, it doesn’t make sense to know that this will happen from the beginning.

  You are a Chinese, can you mix with Taliban?

Can    be hidden so deeply?

  Afraid that there is a bigger background behind it?

  Thinking for a while, Xu Hao would rather convince himself that Cao Yang is just lucky, nothing else.

  Half an hour later, Xu Hao took the initiative to call Cao Yang.

"What's wrong?"

  At this time, Cao Yang was still asleep.

  Miss Mine is lying next to her on her side.

  In order not to affect her rest, Cao Yang got off the bed, took the phone, and walked slowly to the balcony.

  Today is September 11th.

  11:11 at night.

   is really a coincidental number.

  After spending a few days in Hubei, Cao Yang took Pei Siqing back to the imperial capital by train yesterday.

   "It's not good, Mr. Cao."

  Xu Hao’s voice came over the phone.

   Although sighed, compared to half an hour ago, it was a bit less shocked.

  The most shocking time has passed, leaving him only excitement.

   "What's wrong? I lost money?" Cao Yang asked suspiciously.

  He chuckled in his heart.

  Couldn't 911 not happen today?

   Cao Yang thought so, and quickly turned on the TV, switching channels one by one, to see if there was any latest news about the United States.

  In the next second, Xu Hao told him the answer:

   "A terrible thing happened in the United States. Two planes crashed into the Petronas Twin Towers at night, no, during the day in the United States. Now the U.S. stock market has plummeted."

  Fuck!

   Cao Yang was a violent spirit, and almost didn't drop the phone to the ground.

  Although you have been mentally prepared for a long time, this kind of thing is just like the college entrance examination. You are always nervous until the answer is really announced.

After    announced the answer, I became more nervous.

  This tension is because Cao Yang knows--

  The time to come is finally here. He wants to make a profit.

  "Isn't this a good thing? How much did I make?"

  "There is no way to evaluate it yet, at least one billion, right." Xu Hao then asked, "What do I need to do next?"

  I don’t know why, he is a little unsure about calling Cao Yang now.

  Think about it. He is known as a senior broker and has handled many big cases. As a result, what he bought for Cao Yang this time was basically a loss, and most of what Cao Yang told him to do was profit.

  The profit turned over.

"Just do what you should do." Cao Yang said, "I believe in your professional ability. By the way, I only have one requirement. Don't make too much money. Converge a little. If you need it, you can earn 1 billion US dollars. It's content."

   "Okay, Mr. Cao."

  Xu Hao hangs up.

  He blinked interfering eyes and let out a sigh.

  Xu Hao leaned on the chair and pinched the center of his eyebrows.

  Gosh!

  What kind of wonderful work is President Cao? !

  Others want to earn as much as possible in the stock market, but this person is better, telling himself to converge a little, earning 1 billion is almost the same.

  If Xu Hao let go of the operation, at least he must desperately increase the leverage to short and then short to roll the snowball.

  It is possible to make one or two billion in this wave.

   But since Cao Yang said so, he could only do so.

  ……

  The U.S. authorities responded very quickly. In less than 3 hours after the incident, they first dispatched a rescue team and then urgently shut down the stock market.

  This is the first time in history that the market has been closed due to an emergency.

  Because the Federal Reserve knows that this event will have a profound impact on the United States and the world, stockholders will surely sell stocks on a large scale in the first place.

  In this way, US stocks will inevitably be frustrated.

  The entire national economy will enter a catastrophic era.

  In order to stabilize confidence and prevent panic from spreading, the U.S. stock market was urgently shut down.

   "Fuck! Is there such an operation?!"

  Xu Hao sat there, staring at the screen blankly, only feeling sweaty palms.

  When he recovered, he found that his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

  Unfortunately, under this circumstance, everyone rushed to sell stocks, and no one dared to buy them. Naturally, the ones he bought for Cao Yang before could not be sold.

   However, the short part alone has made more than 1.5 billion.

too frightening.

  Xu Hao let out a sigh in his heart.

  ……

  (End of this chapter)