Chapter 8 The feeling of the market crash and the coming

The low opening of as high as 7.2 percentage points made traders in the trading floor exclaim.

"It's horrible! Xiao Jian, should we clear the warehouse in time? Ninger looked back and asked Xiao Jian in horror, with pink cheeks with green tension.

Ning'er wore a pink skirt today, with beautiful colors, which made her look like a dancing butterfly.

The hem of the skirt is wide and loose, and the upper body is tightly hooped with a beautiful arc. The thin waist and slightly raised chest perfectly highlight her petite and exquisite body shape.

Hearing Ning'er's question, Xiao Jian walked over, and a pair of magic claws naturally stretched out from Ning'er's arms and rested on his chest. There was a wonderful feeling in his heart, and more red tide appeared on his face.

The body is meek like a lying sika deer, and his mood is chaotic, but his mind does not stop Xiao Jian's consciousness at all.

"It's time to clear the warehouse, Ning'er, clear all our stocks," Xiao Jian lowered his head and kissed Ning'er's forehead. Ninger breathed a deep sigh of relief.

I just entered the data and was stopped by Xiao Jian.

"Ninger, I asked you to clear all the stocks, not our short-term index."

Xiao Jian's words were very loose, and Ning'er's heart almost jumped out. "Xiao Jian, what are you talking about? The market is so low, and your profit is more than 100 million. Why do you just clear the stock instead of clearing the short order of the futures index?"

"Because..." Xiao Jian gently climbed into Ning's ear and said, "I think it will fall more. Little guy, don't worry. We have made a lot of money. Even if it no longer falls, it can't rise back."

Xiao Jian told the truth and opened the market seven points. It is almost impossible to rise back.

Today's Xiao Jian does not make other decisions, but the problem of making more and earning less will never lead to losses.

Listening to Xiao Jian's intimate name, Ning'er's face turned redder, but she felt that Xiao Jian was right. If there was more money, there would be less money, and Ning'er didn't care.

The man in front of you is safe. What else are you worried about?

Ninger, who was relieved, smiled and asked, "Will all stocks be liquidated?"

"Yes," Xiao Jian responded with a smile when he saw Ning'er relaxed emotions. His fingers gently pinched them up on Ning's chest, which made Ning's cheeks red and bright as transparent crystal.

"They are working, but you..." Ning'er complained softly, with a small voice like a mosquito. Fortunately, Xiao Jian's head was on her cheek and she heard it.

"I'm also working. The way I work is slightly different from yours."

Xiao Jian's joking tone made Ning Er depressed and unstoppable. --- What kind of job is this? It's obviously just bullying?

After these days of Xiao Jian's **, Ning'er has become much more submissive.

Even if Xiao Jian used many "shameless" means, Ning'er could calmly accept it.

Trying to calm the heartstrings moved by Xiao Jianyang, Ning Er tried to focus on the string of numbers on the computer and entered the order to clear the stock.

The stock index fell unexpectedly to the extent of a sharp low opening.

After just half an hour, stock index futures fell by more than 12%.

Such a decline was not only unexpected by retail investors in the trading hall, but also unexpected by Xiao Mei. Xiao Jian was also a little surprised.

History is not a simple repetition, and there have been some changes.

Xiao Mei, who cleared all the short orders of the stock index after the stock index fell to nearly ten points, went backhanded long and bought more long orders of the futures index.

Unexpectedly, the stock index did not even have a decent rebound.

And her stock, with a 20% decline, made her lose 140 million.

Now that her profit and loss have been offset, she has only made a slight profit.

What worries her most is that she currently holds up to 1 billion long-dollar orders, like a deep-water bomb, which may cause her heavy losses at any time. 1% of the decline of the stock index, and the futures index is five times the profit and loss. In terms of the futures index alone, her loss will exceed 50 million.

"Miss Xiao, is it time for us to stop the loss?" Someone asked Xiao Mei for instructions.

"No, wait a minute, I can still bear the loss of one or two million yuan. The market has fallen so much that it is impossible not to have a decent rebound," Xiao Mei's worried eyes flashed uncertainly. To be honest, she is not sure that the decline of the market has exceeded her expectations, and it is absolutely possible for anything incredible to happen.

The trend behind is a little calm. The decline of 12 points in the stock index narrowed to 11 points before the close of the afternoon market.

After the closing, all the people under Xiao Mei consciously did not leave. After filling their stomachs slightly, they began to work separately.

At this time, no one wants to make mistakes on their own point. Everyone knows that the ice beauty must be in a bad mood. If the operation is wrong, it will undoubtedly become a scapegoat for this huge incident.

The job may not be guaranteed.

The stock market in the afternoon is doomed to be unstable.

"Thailand collapsed, with a decline of up to 20%."

"Malaysia's stock index fell 15%."

"Japan's stock market fell below 20,000 points in an instant, with a maximum decline of nearly 10%."

"Taiwan's stock market collapsed."

"Gold plummeted, metals plummeted, and agricultural products plummeted."

"The foreign exchange market has set off a huge storm, and the US dollar index has soared by nearly 1%, and the Japanese yen, a defensive currency, has also risen. The pound plummeted, the Thai baht plummeted, the Malay currency plummeted, and the Korean won plummeted... "The stock market is full of bad news.

People rushed to tell each other, and rumors and secrets spread in every corner of the trading hall like a stock market plague.

The news that the Ross brothers' American hedge fund shorted the Southeast Asian stock market, which was originally denied, was brought up again. Instead, it became more intense and evolved into a more shocking version. Thoros, a financial giant, shorted the stock market, the stock godfield shorted the global stock market, and Fang Limei, an American financial giant subprime, is facing bankruptcy.

So many rumors were mixed together, making Xiao Mei's eyebrows frown more tightly.

A tight and beautiful face became as cold as frost.

There are only ten minutes before the opening in the afternoon. Everyone held their breath and waited for Xiao Mei to make a decision.

took a deep breath, and a cold air slowly appeared on Xiao Mei's cold face.

Huo Jiajun looked at the change of Xiao Mei's expression in horror. For the first time, he saw that the woman's face was so cold that it seemed that her whole body was frozen, and there was a piercing chill all over her body. How far away it made people feel cold.

Until the last minute before the opening, the ice-like beauty said a sentence.

"Throw away all the futures index after the opening, regardless of losses."

After using all her strength, Xiao Mei's eyes turned pale and her tired body sat back on the chair weakly.

The selling at the opening of the market in the afternoon was rapid, and there was almost no takeover.

The decline of stock index futures expanded rapidly to reach 17%, while the decline of the stock index is close to 15%.

The huge decline stunned everyone.

"Xiao Jian, am I dreaming?" Ninger couldn't believe her eyes. She knew that such a big decline was the first time she had seen entering the stock market.

Some people shouted crazily in the trading hall, and some people had a heart attack and were sent away by ambulances. More people kept smiling bitterly. Ninger felt that the world was completely crazy.

Xiao Jian was still calm, as calm as water, and his heart beat fast, but the smile on his face was as usual.

"Ninger, the reincarnation of all things, joys and sorrows, karma, will reappear once in a while. What you see is normal. All this is just an ordinary pulse in the stock market. A group of people fall, and another group of people will stand up. Some people died and some lived in the stock market.

"Xiao Jian, I don't understand what you said," Ning Er raised her head blankly and looked at the man in front of her, like a philosopher. Her eyes were full of wisdom. What he said seemed to float in the sky and she could not touch such a height at all.

--Since the last time, Xiao Jian wanted to jump off the building and didn't die, everything has changed.

His outlook on life has changed, his attitude towards life has changed, and even his surroundings have changed.

Now I am at all that Ninger couldn't imagine before.

With tens of millions of assets.

It seems that I was still poor last week, right?

The class reunion will definitely shock the eyes of female nymphomaniac. What does it mean to be a rich man? It has become a living example in real life.

"Xiao Jian, your profit should exceed 200 million today. Why don't you withdraw?" Ning Er asked again that there was nothing else to care about. As for whether Xiao Jian would give the order to clear the warehouse, it was his business. Don't worry about anything anymore. Is it a joke that the stock index will rise back?

Xiao Jian smiled and felt a little happy in his heart. He seemed to have a smooth sailing!

Not only made Ning Er his little lover, but also successfully harvested the first bucket of gold, which was big enough for Xiao Jian to show his strength in the future.

Moreover, he knew that Xiao Mei must be living in deep water and heat now. No, the delicate beauty may have fallen into the ice cellar.

I don't know what Xiao Mei looks like when she is angry. It must be interesting, right?