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

Chen Pingan could only entrust the external wrestling to others.

In terms of importance, he believes that the periphery is the most critical and beyond his control.

This requires that he must have his own people to make him feel at ease.

It doesn't matter about mercenaries. They will do the job if you pay them. There is no need to worry about that.

As for the Huo family, he pointed out 2 million yuan. That is to say, if it is not handled properly, it doesn’t matter if the 2 million yuan is spent, but don’t blame me if your Huo family’s income is reduced!

This was pointed out in front of several people. Everyone heard you promise to do it. No matter how much trouble you will get into later if you can't do it, that's a problem that the Huo family didn't handle properly. It has nothing to do with you.

Huo Xiuwen agreed calmly. Chen Pingan was almost fully alert to this person!

His father didn't find much useful information. According to his own research, Huo Xiuwen was just an ordinary company president, and the head of a not-so-remarkable real estate company in the Huo family.

I don’t have many social engagements on weekdays, and I let my subordinates take care of anything.

Whenever he has something to do, he always uses the Huo family's banner. He likes to go home for dinner the most. He looks ordinary no matter how you look at him.

My father is the fourth son of the Huo family. Not only is he in poor health, but my mother also died early.

Even if such a person hides his incompetence, how many resources can he get to the top?

Unlikely...

After thinking for a long time, Chen Pingan gave up the idea and waited for Edwards to arrive.

……

The next day.

The stock market continued to hit the lower limit without any surprises, and buyers didn't even show any signs of resistance.

Retail investors can no longer sit still.

I didn’t sell it yesterday and I can’t sell it today. This loss is too huge!

I can’t take it anymore!

But it still can’t be sold, this is fucking killing!

The time-sharing chart is a straight line from the opening to the closing.

On that day, Chen Pingan suffered another loss of 21.834 billion yuan.

Fortunately, the prices of soda ash and corn starch rose faster today, and Chen Pingan operated back and forth by buying high and selling low on the intraday chart.

There is too much capital in these two huge varieties. Long funds are pouring in like crazy, and those who have made money at high levels are leaving the market as soon as possible.

While the total holdings increased rapidly, the actual number of transactions was frighteningly large.

However, compared with the trading volume before the holiday, it has only increased by about 3%, which is far from doubling the trading volume.

"There's still potential for growth. When I ask you to close your positions, there will be a quantity requirement. Don't make any mistakes."

Chen Pingan said this very seriously, as it was related to his final plan.

Everyone responded with a serious expression, which showed that everyone knew that the daily losses were actually due to the hope of getting more cash back from futures.

Chen Ping'an's mood was not complicated. He was very calm and it was nothing big.

It’s just normal commodity futures trading.

My hundreds of billions of funds are not really a lot of money in these two commodities, they can only be considered small or medium-sized funds.

There are countless long-term funds dormant in it, and any fluctuations are insignificant to them.

Whether they are real speculators or arbitrageurs who are looking to hedge their profits, they basically will not easily participate in fluctuations.

From yesterday's night session to today's daytime closing, futures profits were less than 7 million. This is because the number of transactions was quite large and the transaction volume of each order was not large.

Compared with the losses in the stock market, this money is really not worth mentioning.

It was just Chen Ping'an's expressionless face that forced them to persevere.

When there is no fluctuation, everyone can only wait, which makes people feel that the trading time is infinitely extended and very mentally exhausting.

When there is a transaction, you have to place an order quickly, which is extremely stressful.

In fact, there is no need to do this for day trading, especially under the premise of going long, intraday fluctuations are just for more funds.

But they wanted to do this and Chen Pingan didn't stop them.

The third trading day came and went.

Chen Pingan continued to suffer losses.

On that day, the market value of his stock holdings was only 176.86 billion yuan, with a loss of 19.65 billion yuan.

Futures profits reached 12 billion yuan.

At the close of the market, Lao Jiumen closed at 54.77 and Tangshi Pharmaceutical closed at 46.32.

There was no intraday trading of stocks.

Didn't even place an order.

Institutions are fleeing, but they haven't escaped completely, and trading volume has shrunk drastically.

The only transactions throughout the day were tens of thousands of shares bought by crazy leeks.

The next two days are weekends.

Chen Pingan remained calm, Chen Xiaolong was obviously a little anxious, and the others, including Ding Junzhe, were really not overwhelmed by the loss of 70 billion in these three days.

Even though I know this is Chen Ping'an's money, but... I just feel very depressed!

After the market closed, everyone silently packed up their things and left Chen Ping'an's room.

He also lit a cigar in silence and stood by the window looking at the scenery outside.

Shenzhen has very good greenery, and it can be said that the greenery in the south has always been very good.

It looks like there are at least twice as many green areas as in Yuncheng!

"Boss..." Edwards stood beside him and whispered, "Hold on. I believe you'll have the last laugh."

Chen Pingan nodded, then smiled bitterly and said, "I lost more in three days than in the past month.

I understand they can’t stand it, but it does put some pressure on me.”

"Boss," Edwards said, holding his coffee, "at the beginning of the year, I didn't dare leave China, and I didn't dare tell anyone.

No one wanted to sell my intelligence, and even if I promised to give away all the Cooper family's assets, no one would agree.

I knew that every day I delayed would mean less hope for Anna and Delma and more despair, but I still didn't give up.

Do you know how many wealthy private business owners and young masters I met with in Beijing at that time?"

Chen Pingan looked at him quietly, shook his head, and said nothing.

Edwards smiled and said, "Thirty-seven in total, and you are the thirty-eighth.

If you count the people I contacted in Europe, boss, you will have to wait until after 60.

Do you know that kind of despair?"

He looked out the window at the city park lawn not far away.

There were people resting under the shade of a tree, a couple with a child less than one year old.

With smiles on their faces, the two watched the child crawling around on the lawn using his hands and feet.

"You probably won't believe me if I tell you," Edwards whispered, "I don't dare go abroad because I'm afraid I'll die there, and then no one will be able to save Anna and Delma.

I dare not give up, even though I tell myself every day that there is no hope, but I am more afraid of seeing the bodies of the mother and daughter..."

Chen Pingan reached out and patted Edwards on the shoulder. "It's all over! Something like this will never happen again, I promise!"

Edwards smiled and said, "It's nothing. The most painful thing is not these things, but waiting for news again and again.

I imagine that the inmates being executed on the electric chair must be in the same situation as I was at that time.”

He looked at Chen Pingan and said, "The Cooper family's fund still has more than 10 billion euros. If you need it, you can use it at any time."

Chen Pingan shook his head, "No need! If I couldn't bear such a loss, I wouldn't have made such a plan.

However, in the futures market, I plan to reveal my identity and let those who want to deal with me do it.

I guess everyone, including those who make small movements, will jump out.

I don’t think it ever occurred to them that I never intended to leave the stock market.”