novelraw Chapter 152 The Wrath of President Coflo
Chapter 152 The Wrath of President Coflo
Chapter 152 The Wrath of President Coflo
Although most people did not choose to believe in themselves, Bai Jinghai did not feel chilled. After all, in this unpredictable situation, following the trend is the best way to avoid risks.
Moreover, there are still three CEOs left. It seems that not everyone is short-sighted.
This kind of gratification didn't last long, and Mr. Lin of Tailu Textile said hesitantly: "Well...Mr. Bai, I came here in a bit of a hurry today. Can you lend me a computer? I also want to serve the world. Cotton farmers make a little contribution."
In an instant, veins popped out on Bai Jinghai's forehead, and the expression on his face became icy cold.
I thought someone was standing firmly on my side, but I didn't expect that they didn't bring a computer.
"That you……"
He set his sights on Mr. Lu and Mr. Gao.
"Hey... I'm so sorry, Boss Bai, Lao Gao and I also want to..." Boss Lu smiled coyly, with an embarrassed look on his face.
"Okay, you go to the next door, let Zhang Tao find some computers for you, just say I said it."
Bai Jinghai lowered his head slightly and closed his eyes, rubbed the center of his brows vigorously with his left hand, raised his right hand and waved, signaling them to get out.
The three of you looked at me and I looked at you, and shook their heads helplessly, with a look of sarcasm on their faces.
The delivery of cotton futures is imminent. If you don’t follow the mainstream now and want to go solo, there is only one dead end.
You, Huajiang Jinxiu, are going to die, but we don't want to die with you.
Several people retreated silently, only Bai Jinghai was left, looking a little downcast.
"boom!"
There was a slight sound of closing the door, and Bai Jinghai raised his head, glanced at the empty conference room, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
"A group of people rushed to the street, and they don't know how they will die later."
"Sanura has the backing of India's top consortium, even if it loses in this cotton futures war, it will not be in a slump."
"On the contrary, you are the ones who don't know that you are being used as a knife. With the little cash in your hand, you can cut your flesh with thousands of fluctuations at every turn. How much can you survive?"
Bai Jinghai turned the phone on silent, so Bai Hua didn't know what happened upstairs.
Only then did he turn on his voice, ready to start trading.
"Son, give Mr. Jiang your phone."
Bai Hua was staring at the computer screen intently, waiting for the market to open, when she suddenly heard her father's voice, and she shuddered.
"Oh, yes, now."
After finishing speaking, he held the phone in front of Jiang Hao and said, "Brother Hao, my dad!"
Jiang Hao nodded, took the phone, put it next to the computer and stood it up.
In the video, Bai Jinghai asked: "Mr. Jiang, the market will open soon, do you have any instructions?"
Jiang Hao thought for a while and said, "6000, go long."
Bai Jinghai frowned slightly. His son told him that before the market closed in the afternoon, their operation was to place a long position at 5000, but now they want him to go long at 6000. What kind of operation is this?
"it is good!"
Although he had doubts in his heart, he still chose to trust Jiang Hao, and set the long price at 6000 without hesitation.
Just when he finished the operation, a small window suddenly popped up from the futures software icon.
"Latest news: A wildfire broke out in Florida, the United States, and the fire has spread to the two major cotton planting bases in Montgomery and Mobile."
This short sentence almost made the calm and sophisticated Bai Jinghai yell excitedly.
Good news, big good news!
Montgomery and Mobile are two of the largest cotton bases in the world. Once they are swept by fire, they cannot be extinguished at all.
When the news was announced, it was only a dozen seconds before the opening of the futures commodity market. In other words, no matter whether it was retail investors or capital giants, there was no way to operate in such a short period of time.
Sure enough, as soon as the futures market opened at night, the price of cotton futures opened higher, directly rising from the 5900 position.
In other words, Bai Jinghai's long order has successfully entered the market.
Even if it is opened 900 higher, it still cannot stop the price of cotton from going up all the way. The price of almost every second will cover the previous second.
"Everyone set the closing price at 11850, and they all sold out."
Only one minute passed before Jiang Hao gave another instruction.
No matter whether it was Jiang Tian Baihua and the others who were with him, or Bai Jinghai upstairs, they reacted quickly without the slightest hesitation.
They all know that the market waits for no one, and in a second at night, they may be caught in it, or even directly out of the game.
At this time, in a building far away across the ocean in the US state of Croce, a large group of people were gathering around an oval conference table, and I looked solemnly at the Mediterranean old man who was sitting in the main seat.
Anderson, president of Coflo Cotton Company.
With an angry expression on his face at this moment, he clenched his hands and slammed them on the laptop keyboard in front of him fiercely.
"Who did it? Can any of you tell me what happened to the fire?"
In his futures positions, there are a large number of empty orders lying quietly.
Anderson is going to lower the price of cotton futures to 3000, and then sell it.
As a result, as the market opened, such news suddenly came out, which caught him off guard. Before he could take action, the price had already risen rapidly.
Although it is still profitable to sell now, he is unwilling to sell at this price. After all, the current price has been pulled to close to 8000. If he sells, it will be a waste of his painstaking calculations for so long.
Everyone remained silent, waiting for the president to vent his anger.
If you go to pick up an old man who is angry, you are undoubtedly asking for trouble.
"Are all of you pigs? You don't even know about such important news. It's a pity that you still have an annual salary of hundreds of millions of meters."
"…………"
Anderson scolded for a full 2 minutes, and didn't stop until he felt a little short of breath.
The blonde secretary standing behind him saw this, quickly handed him a glass of water, and said:
"Boss, since it's a bullish market, why don't we follow along and raise the price of cotton, and when it's high enough, we'll release some inventory and suppress the price of cotton commodity futures again?"
Anderson thought for a while, and felt that this plan was feasible. Then he glanced sharply at everyone present, and said:
"Huh, you guys are really pissing me off. You can't even compare to a secretary. Why are you still hanging around? Hurry up and buy it. As long as the price is below [-], go all out to buy and go long."
The same scene is happening in many places around the world.
With their participation, the price of cotton futures rose again, and soon broke the [-] position, and there was no intention of stopping.
It seems that everyone involved in this feast of cotton futures is optimistic about the upward trend.
But is this really the case?
(End of this chapter)