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

It was not until half past eight, when everyone had entered the conference room, that they were surprised to find that the young man was standing alone at the front.

With his back to the huge screen on the wall, he faced the hundred or so people.

The foreigner stood in the front corner, looking at everyone without saying a word.

When the door of the conference room was closed, Chen Ping'an knocked on the table and the room quickly became quiet.

“I believe you all know what you are here for.

My name is Chen Pingan, and I am the sole person in charge of this operation.

That is to say, in the next few months, whatever I ask you to do, you must complete it in the shortest time possible, and no mistakes are allowed.

This is a fully closed operation, so your cell phones should have been handed in.

Of course, I also have a signal blocker here, so it’s useless even if you keep it.

Now this hotel has become an information island.”

After saying this, he quietly looked at the young men below, observing all of their micro-expressions and movements.

There was no whispering, no grumbling.

Even though a few people couldn't manage their expressions well, he didn't care. In the end, only 40 people would be enough.

Chen Pingan nodded.

"Each of you has an account. I've already made the arrangements and have transferred 10 yuan into each account. I need you to prove to me in person how familiar you are with the futures market.

If you make a profit, it’s yours. If you lose money, it’s mine.

I won’t be angry even if you lose all your money today.

Just over 10 million.

I allow you to lose money, but I do not allow your operations to fail.

For example, if you want to go short or change hands, then your operation is to achieve this goal.

Your movements must be precise and without mistakes. I'm talking about the movements of your hands.

I only need 40 traders. Your operations and results will determine whether you can stay.

Now you can turn on your computer.

Remember, you only have one morning to operate; we have other things to do in the afternoon."

He winked at Edwards and left the meeting room first, with Edwards following closely.

Chen Ping'an wanted to give these people some time to communicate with each other. There were still more than twenty minutes before the opening, which was enough time for them to get to know each other.

Although he doesn't think it's necessary, for people at the bottom of society, it's the fastest way to gain a sense of security when they're feeling lost.

Sure enough, when the door of the conference room was closed, he immediately heard voices in the room.

Edwards looked at him and smiled, "Boss, your performance just now can be said to be perfect."

Chen Pingan smiled modestly, "I was forced to do this, I had no choice!

It's too stressful, really.

But once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. It has to go on no matter what."

After Chen Pingan went out, he found a few familiar bodyguards, gathered them together and made some arrangements, and told them to look around and observe the actions of the people inside when they went in.

You don't need to stare at a particular person deliberately, just pay attention to whether their actions are quick and decisive.

He didn't expect these bodyguards to really understand what others were doing.

But as long as there is someone watching over your shoulder, it means pressure.

Because once it really starts, the pressure will be even greater!

He asked Edwards to stay and went upstairs to his room.

There were Edwards's cigarillos on the table, and he took one and held it to his nose, sniffing as he considered it.

Regarding this money-making matter, his initial idea was not to let Edwards get involved.

But because Third Uncle is going abroad, Dad will definitely not care about what happens next. He may even be looking forward to the information advantage that Edwards may bring to the Chen family after following him.