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

Chen Pingan was not angry.

He took the cigar from his lips, stood up and faced everyone.

"The floating loss on stocks is now over 160 billion. I have been basically doing arbitrage this week, which has reduced costs a lot, and the newly added chips have not cost much.

The unrealized profit from futures trading is only 70 billion, but this is not enough.

When the profits in futures and the losses in the stock market are almost equal, that is the real time to charge.

From now until the weekend of next week, it will be a fierce battle, but this is just my idea. As for how long the fierce battle will last, it does not depend on my idea alone.

With the stock price falling like this, anyone would have some thoughts, so the market will be a bit chaotic in the future.

If you can understand it, you will learn something.

If you don’t understand, just do your job as a trader.”

It's rare to see Chen Pingan answering questions, so Ding Junzhe certainly doesn't want to miss it.

"The market is so big, isn't it enough to control it?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Normally, it's not enough. But if you want to make a quick buck and run away, it won't cost you much.

A few months ago, if you wanted to deal with Lao Jiumen, 100 to 200 million would be enough to make 10 to 20 million and run away.

Have you taken a look at what Lao Jiumen’s daily trading volume was a few months ago?

Compared to the total outstanding shares, is it one percent?

It is not difficult to move the stock price, just pile up money, but the problem is how to reap the profits while getting out of it safely.

Brother Zhe just asked if controlling the market is not enough, and it is indeed not enough!

I want to control the market. As you can see, I have lost so much from the beginning to now. Even after compensating part of it in futures, I still lost more than 100 billion.

But don't forget, my rate of loss is slowing down, but I have added just as much chips this week!

The number of futures orders is also increasing. As one thing increases, the other decreases. It doesn’t matter whether I control the market or not.

I won’t be in control now.

In other words, I’m not the only one controlling the situation, but a group of people. I’m just building momentum and then…”

"Take advantage of the situation!" Chen Xiaolong said loudly.

Almost at the same time, Huo Shijun silently said "take advantage of the situation" in his heart.

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "There is still one step left, which is to fan the flames and add fuel to the fire."

……

Fang Junhong has been paying close attention to Tang's stocks recently. As the boss of a listed company, he naturally has a certain understanding of finance.

Seeing Tang's stock falling day by day and thinking of the many cases he had seen, he felt a chill down his spine.

If this was all done by that rebellious son, it is conceivable that if this happened to his own company, he would be powerless to resist!

He has become addicted to smoking recently and smokes one cigarette after another.

There was a strong smell of cigarette smoke in the office. When Fang Qingyan walked in, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and almost choked.

"Come here," Fang Junhong waved, "come and take a look at the trend of this stock."

Fang Qingyan came over with a folder in her arms, walked behind him and looked at the screen.

"This Old Nine Gates belongs to the Tang family in Magic City, and it's one of the two pharmaceutical stocks of your second aunt's family.

Look at this one, Tang's Pharmaceuticals, it's another one."

He switched stocks and leaned back in his chair. "Look, any ideas?"

Fang Qingyan frowned and said, "Is this a setup or something? I'm not paying attention to this."

Fang Junhong let out a strange laugh, "The manipulator behind this is your younger brother, now called Chen Pingan."

Fang Qingyan's expression changed slightly, and she couldn't help but look at the K-line chart carefully for a while.

"Ping An? Is he that powerful now?" Fang Qingyan hummed, her voice trembling slightly. "He's so capable, but he doesn't work for his family? The company's funds are so tight that it's almost unable to survive.

Dad, I have an appointment with Mr. Huo, the client, to have dinner together tonight. Please come too. The progress payment for the project has been delayed for a week.

You have a lot of experience, see if you can ask for more."

She didn't want to waste too much time and energy on things that had nothing to do with the company.

No matter how powerful Chen Pingan is now, he has little to do with the Fang family.

It’s not that she hasn’t tried it, but since Ping An didn’t have this idea, she naturally didn’t bother to try it on someone else’s behalf and didn’t want to lose face!

Fang Junhong seemed not to hear her words. "Yan Yan, do you think that if we follow the rhythm of his drama, we can make some money? At least it can relieve some of the financial pressure?"

Hearing no response, he tilted his head to look at his daughter, "Now is not the time. When the market finally falls, I, as a father, can take advantage of it and make some money to increase the company's non-operating income. That shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Fang Qingyan lowered her eyes slightly, and her thick eyelashes blocked all the fluctuations.

“Dad, you are his biological father, and he is no longer a member of the Fang family.

Investing in the stock market, of course, but that’s for the future.

The most important thing now is to treat the Huo family to a meal and get the project funds back!"

Fang Junhong chuckled, "Okay, I understand."

Fang Qingyan handed him the document. Fang Junhong picked up a pen, opened the folder, and began to quickly browse the contents and sign.

……

The suburbs of Magic City.

The four elephants gathered around a huge workbench, staring at a pile of drawings placed on it.

Yuan Feng held a pencil in his hand, frowning and pinching his chin.

There was a computer in front of Nate. He also pinched his chin and said:

“Their security and patrols have been stepped up a lot recently.

Because of the 24-hour shift production, there are virtually no blind spots within the building."

"I also checked their recent recruitment records, but there aren't any opportunities."

“In addition, the employer required that either a wiring fault caused a fire or that the raw materials or production line were contaminated, and that photos be taken.

This is indeed very difficult. What do you think now? "

Yuan Feng shook his head and stared at the blueprint, saying, "To be honest, I really don't think there's a chance to do it. They said before that they would give us a week.

Even though he said there was no rush, we still had to be prepared and have at least two plans."

Yuan Long crossed his arms and asked, "Haven't you visited all the production workshops?

Access lines shouldn't be a problem, Nete can help you with the surveillance cameras."

Yuan Feng continued to shake his head, "No, there are no blind spots in the three-shift production, and the production lines are all sterile and automated, so not many people are needed.

Security basically comes every 15 minutes. I feel that not only is the time insufficient, but once inside, it will be difficult to escape..."

Nate shrugged and said, "Feng, your problem isn't the access issue, but how to prevent them from producing."

Yuan Feng looked up at him and nodded.

"It's not a problem if they want to sabotage the production line, it's not a problem if they want to contaminate the raw materials, and it's not a problem if they want to sabotage the laboratory.

The question is whether to make things bigger or not!"

Nete ​​closed the computer and said, "Two factories and a dozen drones can handle this. I don't know what you are worried about!

As for the pollutants and explosives, go buy some raw materials and leave them to me later!"

Yuan Feng bit her lip and hesitated, "Although this exceeds the employer's requirements, isn't it too lively?"

Yuan Qi raised his hand and patted her shoulder, "Sister, the second young lady of the Tang family is dead. This time it's just a production line that was blown up."

"No, I have to ask him to pay more!" Yuan Feng shook his head firmly.