After returning to the wealthy family, I was abused by my biological parents

Completely alone, facing an unknown number of opponents with a large amount of funds, he challenged five products alone.

The air conditioning in the room was kept at a constant temperature of 23 degrees Celsius.

Chen Pingan was sweating a little at this time. There was no other reason, it was just too exciting.

He was so busy that his fingers were almost leaving afterimages.

Late at night, the lights were still on in the room on the top floor of the sparsely populated Hokkaido Airport Hotel.

Occasionally, the sounds of people filming movies from other rooms drifted out into the night.

Chen Ping'an couldn't hear anything, not even the sound of his phone receiving a message.

All his energy and attention were completely fixed on the screen and keyboard.

The main contract of Shanghai Composite Index futures suffered a floating loss of 33 billion yuan, with a floating loss of 28.7 billion yuan for the month. The main contract of CSI futures suffered a floating loss of 4.4 million yuan, with a floating loss of 1.3 million yuan for the month. The floating profit of CSI 500 was 139.3 billion yuan.

All in all, he is still profitable.

But this is only the current profit and loss on the market. The final outcome of the battle can only be known after all positions are closed.

Chen Pingan increased his positions in profitable products and began to gradually withdraw from loss-making products.

When it was 2 a.m. Beijing time, Chen Pingan decisively closed all his positions.

Because he doesn't have time to continue the operation during the day.

He had other things to do, like visit his biological father.

Not only that, if he wants to hurt his opponent, he has to fight for a long time.

Showing off muscles is not just for Li Yifei, but also for Huo Xiuzhu.

It is for people who participate in trading in all these time periods.

It is also for the exchange and its superior units to see.

I can get what I want, but the process may not make everyone happy.

On the software, the five varieties are arranged in order. After deducting the losses of more than 80 billion, the final profit is only more than 140 billion.

Chen Ping'an wiped the sweat from his head, lit a cigar and gently rubbed his right wrist, while also doing a set of finger exercises to relieve the pain in his tendons and veins.

"It still doesn't work. One person is ultimately much weaker." He muttered to himself, "If there was a team operating, profits should increase by about 10%.

The total investment was close to 1000 billion, and only this little profit was made. It's not worth it!"

He picked up the phone, and it was completely silent, with only one person calling him non-stop.

Li Yifei!

Chen Pingan thought for a moment and called him back.

"Director Li, why do you call me so late at night? Do you have any instructions?" His tone was neither salty nor cold, and it didn't sound like he contained any emotion.

Li Yifei growled in a low voice: "Did you do that just now?"

"Well, I need money."

"What do you need so much money for? Are you short of money?"

"Director Li, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but all the money I have on my books right now is still about 80% away from my goal.

If I can’t find investors, I can only make money myself. It’s a very simple truth.”

Li Yifei has calmed down from his anger at Chen Pingan not answering the phone.

"If you are so capable, why don't you go abroad to make money? Why do you want to make money in your own country's market?"

Chen Pingan chuckled, "I'm also curious about one thing. Why don't so many institutions go out and make money instead of colluding with the Securities and Exchange Commission to squeeze the money of ordinary retail investors?

You can do it, but I can't?

What's more, I'm not dealing with retail investors, but institutions, who are all rich people.

Even if they lose money, it doesn’t matter. It’s not their own money anyway, right?

Can't I make money in the market based on my own abilities?

How about you, Director Li, close the channel for foreign investment, or send a message prohibiting foreign investment from participating in China's financial market transactions?"

Li Yifei gritted his teeth and his voice turned cold.

"Do you really have to go against me? Are you sure, Chen Pingan?"

Chen Pingan was a little confused, "Director Li, can you tell me why you don't let me make money? If you can give me a reasonable reason, I can change my job.

If you don't have a valid reason I can't think of any reason why I would avoid the domestic market.

Anyone can make money, why are you targeting me?

There is no conflict between you and me, right?"

"Because your operation disrupted the overall layout!" Li Yifei said coldly.

"This reason is not enough!"

Chen Pingan also became angry, "This proves that you are incompetent, but it doesn't prove that I did anything wrong.

Just a few tens of billions of dollars have messed up your plans?

Director Li, this is not the way to joke!

Besides, aren’t you from the social security department?

Why do you have to tell me these things?"

Li Yifei didn't answer the question, but asked: "Just tell me whether you are willing to stop. Yes or no!"

Chen Pingan was also angry.

"I'm sorry, I haven't violated any national regulations, either as a company or as an individual."

Li Yifei hung up the phone without saying a word.

Chen Pingan looked at the phone in his hand and was silent for a long time before he called again.

……

21st arrondissement of Paris.

Snow night.

Just after 12 o'clock.

There were seven cars parked in a row in the alley.

Chen Xiaolong was sitting in the second to last car.

Tang San was sitting next to him and reporting to him.

"Seven were killed tonight. The losses here are also huge, with 17 dead."

Chen Xiaolong was shocked. "So serious? I haven't seen the police yet. Have all the dead been thrown into the Seine?"

"Yes, they didn't clean up when they retreated. Our people cleaned up the mess."

"Why didn't you shoot? You didn't have any! Are you afraid of the police?"

Tang San shook his head seriously, "Master, we can't always shoot at this.

If someone dies in a street fight like this, the police won't come unless anyone calls them.

But as long as the shooting is carried out, the police must come out according to the rules. At that time, should we shoot back at the police or just run away?

They won’t let us get away!”

Chen Xiaolong sighed, "Didn't you see Huo Xiuwen?"

"I saw him. He was there. But the locals all knew him, and I didn't see anyone doing anything to him specifically."

Tang San spoke slowly, fearing that he might miss something.

"Damn it," Chen Xiaolong cursed in a low voice, "I really want to kill this guy right away.

Once he dies, these veterans will band together and they may no longer be members of the Huo family.

It’s not a problem to send someone close to you to cooperate with them.

But Huo Xiuwen just can't get rid of it, which makes me feel a little embarrassed, Third Brother."

"Om..."

The phone vibrated and the screen lit up.

Chen Xiaolong looked at the time on his phone in disbelief. It was already past twelve o'clock. Doesn't that mean that Chen Ping'an was still awake at three in the morning?

"Hello? You're calling me so late at night. Is something wrong?" he asked directly after answering the phone.

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