Liu Meijia, who understood what profit or loss the price difference would lead to, could no longer suppress her curiosity. "Then, do you think there will be interest subsidies in the end? How much would it be if it was interest subsidies?"

"If the final interest subsidy is true, then no matter which price you hold long orders before the delivery date, you will make a fortune. But on the contrary, those who hold short orders make money..."

Staring at the market where there was no longer any change, Liu Meijia bit her lower lip and was hesitant. Although she was not qualified to participate in this kind of market operation, many futures trading customers hoped that she could give some advice, and even was willing to pay her high reward for this news!

Adhering to professional rules, what he sees all day long is that customers who buy and sell futures in the company make a lot of money. Liu Meijia, who has long been unbalanced, also wants to make some thoughts.

However, due to the many restrictions and regulations of futures practitioners, she also understands how serious the consequences will be caused by using message transmission to affect customers. Therefore, although she knows the operation direction of some customers in the futures trading room, whether Fu Zhengyi's guess can be revealed to other customers, Liu Meijia was quite hesitant for a moment.

Fu Zhengyi, who placed the copy of the rumor on the table, got up and put on his coat, was about to walk to the door. Only then did he realize that Liu Meijia was still staring at the computer display screen, holding her hands on the table and biting her lower lip, with struggle and hesitation in her expression.

Fu Zhengyi, who once served as an order placing worker, understood her thoughts after thinking about it. Although it is only early 1995, for financial practitioners, it is serious violations of regulations and discipline for financial practitioners to interfere with and affect customers' final decisions.

Fu Zhengyi, who has a sweet smile and is very enthusiastic about this beautiful account manager, has a good impression of her. Seeing that she is in a state of war between heaven and man, she spoke. "There is naturally no problem when the judgment is correct, but if the direction is wrong, the affected person may be angry with others due to bankruptcy. I dare not gamble on a fixed direction and constantly adjust the direction of the operation according to the changes in the market. This is the most correct way to operate..."

Although Fu Zhengyi's voice was not loud and his tone was relatively dull, Liu Meijia, who understood the meaning, was as if she was struck by lightning. She instantly realized that the thought she had just had would cause her to fall to the bottomless abyss and be doomed!

Although the temperature in the trading room was constant, Liu Meijia still broke out in cold sweat. She turned her face to face the back that turned around and left the trading room. Liu Meijia felt that this young man, who was only eighteen years old, had a generous back like a magnet, attracting her eyes and making her feel the warmth of care...

In the next two days, obvious abnormal movements began to appear on the 327 plate.

Early on Tuesday morning, the battle between the bulls and bears became fierce. Fu Zhengyi, who was sitting in the trading room, clearly saw several fierce battles between the bulls and bears on the market. With the increase in the transaction volume, the positions of both sides began to suddenly increase.

Several treasury bond varieties on the Magic City Exchange did not set limits on the rise and fall, so the shorts' efforts to suppress the price to close the positions were eventually failed because the longs pushed up the price. With the sudden increase in trading volume, it brought about a surge in the holdings of both longs and shorts. Faced with the short positions that quickly climbed to nearly two million, Fu Zhengyi, who was sitting in the trading room, determined that after the closing of the futures market that day, he determined that there should be no more major changes in history.

February 22nd, Wednesday, the 23rd day of the first lunar month.

Fu Zhengyi, who came to Taihua Securities Magic City Business Department at 9 o'clock in the morning, did not go directly to the futures trading room on the third floor, but sat alone in the corner of the business hall, watching the investors enter the market and the big futures investors managed by Liu Meijia go upstairs.

Or calm, nervous, anxious, or calm.

Every customer entering the futures market is invested in such a zero-sum market with the idea of ​​getting rich overnight, carrying millions and millions of funds.

Fu Zhengyi, who had inexplicably sad emotions, turned himself into a pure spectator during this period. He looked coldly at everything that was happening in front of him, and his mood gradually calmed down.

Liu Meijia, who is in charge of futures client management, has noticed him a long time ago and is very surprised by his performance, because Fu Zhengyi stepped into the trading room on time every day after the New Year. She had never seen him stop in the trading hall, let alone sitting alone in the corner.

The stock market opened, and it showed an upward trend in just twenty minutes. The trading hall on the first floor was booming and the momentum was rising. Many investors began to argue whether it was a bottoming out or a new round of upward attacks began?

Liu Meijia, who had not been paying attention to the stock market for a long time, raised her wrist and looked at the time. It was ten o'clock when she saw it was about to be ten o'clock, but Fu Zhengyi showed no sign of getting up, so she walked over with a smile.

"Investors participating in the stock market can also exchange time for a slim opportunity to get out of the trap, but the futures market is redistributed wealth within the specified time. If someone wins, someone will definitely lose. This is the rule and it is also fate..."

Witnessing the lively scene in the trading hall, feeling the noise and noise in the trading hall, Fu Zhengyi, who stood up, was moved. Then, under Liu Meijia's confused gaze, he dispelled the bad scenes in his mind, and went up to the third floor and stepped into the futures trading room.

Yan Exchange, which opened for 45 minutes earlier than the opening of the Magic City Exchange, has slowly increased its trading and position in the 327 contract.

At 10:00, the Magic City Exchange opened.

The price of 327 is still running in a relatively narrow range, with high prices and low prices within the range of Fu Zhengyi Memory.

At 2 pm, the last pre-built warehouse receipt was closed, and the number displayed in the account balance was not much different from the number calculated by Fu Zhengyi.

With just a few hundred thousand differences, his account balance can reach 20 million, which is nearly 15 million more than he expected when he first arrived in the Magic City, and it is mainly due to the unlimited opening of positions within the day.

However, opening positions without margin within a single day will be settled after the closing of the day. If the funds in the account are insufficient, the customer must quickly add margin according to the regulations of the futures company, otherwise the futures company will forcibly take over the account the next morning and be closed forcibly.

But there is room for negotiation at this time.

Fu Zhengyi clearly remembers that the financial department will announce the new treasury bond issuance rules tonight, including the "give interest subsidy" compensation regulation, which will completely detonate the trading product of 327.

The futures trading method of using violations to fight violations and crushing opponents with funds to cause them to lose their positions is extremely fierce, cruel and unreasonable.

Not to mention the reallocation of 10 billion wealth, even if the two subsequent zeros are removed, Fu Zhengyi believes that history will continue to run according to the original trajectory and the distribution of wealth will be completed tomorrow.

Therefore, two options appeared before him.

One is to continue to follow the rules of the transaction and use nearly 20 million of his funds to obtain about 15 million tomorrow.

The second type is to take a little risk. He needs to keep as many positions as possible before the closing of today, so his profit will increase exponentially.

There will naturally be risks.

But as long as the financial department does not completely overturn the original method of issuing treasury bonds, the worst possibility is that he will need to lose most of his profit the next day and face the risk of opening up in vain.

However, even if the gap is opened low, there is no reason to make the price of the 327 product reach its liquidation price.

Fu Zhengyi, who was smoking cigarettes one by one, staring at the price curve changes and time, was only numb and bitter after smoking the last cigarette in the cigarette box at four o'clock in the afternoon, but he finally made up his mind.

Take a risk!

Use the currently signed leverage agreement to open an additional part of long positions!

As for the price of 148.1 currently being displayed, as long as there is no gap lower the next day, Fu Zhengyi will have the confidence to keep his principal.

More than one hundred times the leverage will give him a considerable advantage. With just this success, he will no longer enter the domestic financial market.

The orders that are opened are quickly traded, and the buying orders injected by Fu Zhengyi also help the multiple parties push up the price.

Fu Zhengyi, who was gradually rising in position, quickly picked up the calculator he had placed at hand and calculated the position, margin difference, and liquidation price one by one. Only then did he realize that he was sweating profusely.

Fang Dagang, who was sitting aside, had long noticed that his situation was inappropriate. Seeing that he was going to grab the empty cigarette box on the table, he quickly came over and handed him the towel, and put the cigarette he smoked at Fu Zhengyi's hand.

After wiping his sweat, he lit a cigarette and continued to stare at the change of the trading price until the closing. Facing the set price of 148.21, he was completely relieved. He got up and opened the window of the trading room and breathed the fresh air outside. He turned his face and asked Fang Dagang. "If you have the opportunity to make you a rich man, what would you do?"

"Millionaire? That's a good relationship! I will let my parents and children travel around the world, I will let my daughter get everything she wants, and I will marry another beautiful wife and let her have a few more children for myself..."

Fang Dagang, who was trapped in the hypothesis, was very happy, but at the end he still scratched his head shyly and giggled foolishly.

He patted Fang Dagang on the shoulder, turned his face and asked Xiong Jianjun the same question. The silly guy thought bitterly for a long time before he raised his face and asked, what is a rich man? Can he eat whatever he wants?

Fu Zhengyi, who had not expected to get such an answer, was stunned for a moment before laughing. Fang Dagang, who was so happy that he covered his stomach, shook his head and said that this fool only had food in his mind, and he didn't know what a rich man was.
Chapter completed!