SFS Chapter 359 The Delicate Old Woman
Chapter 359 The Delicate Old Woman
Kyoto, 5:35 p.m. that day.
Room 3812, 38th Floor, Solo International Business Building, Wangjing East District.
Huang Botong opened the door and walked in while picking his teeth.
Xiao Guan, how is the market going? He spat the toothpick into the trash can behind the door, and said to the little Hong Kong Islander sitting on the sofa drinking tea.
Since Qu Anpa's financing and loans were transferred to Lele Fund's account, Huang Botong dropped all the business of Huang's Group and plunged into the trading room of Lele Fund in the Solo International Business Building.
He doesn't understand foreign exchange trading, but that doesn't prevent him from keeping an eye on the market.
This is his entire net worth, and he is not at ease if he is not watching him from the sidelines.
The total area of this room is more than 200 square meters, and it is divided into two parts. In the middle of the house, there is a tempered glass partition that goes straight to the roof, which divides the room into two parts. In the camera seat, four traders are sitting in front of the computer.
The outer room is a lounge with sofas and a small bar. There are four single beds along the wall with neat white sheets on them. This is a temporary resting place for traders.
The trading room is a forbidden area, Huang Botong can only stay outside while watching the trading.
This is also one of the prerequisites for Yue Qinghuan to allow Huang Botong to stay in the trader's room. The second condition is not to command blindly, and not to interfere with the trader's operation behavior, that is, laymen are not allowed to guide experts.
In order to make it easier for Huang Botong to keep an eye on the market, one wall of the lounge is covered with display screens. There are as many as a dozen of them, which can display time-sharing trend charts of different foreign currencies.
In fact, even if this thing is placed here, Huang Botong can't analyze the foreign exchange trend.
I can only stare blankly.
But no matter what, he finally had a job to do, so he wouldn't die of suffocation.
At this time, there were two people in the lounge.
One is Huang Botong's secretary, a woman who looks only 30 or 40 years old, but is actually over 50 years old, much older than Huang Botong.
Her name is Zhang Yaqing. Although she is a little bloated, she has a beautiful appearance and a generous demeanor.
She is a real personal secretary who manages Huang Botong's daily affairs and is very capable. Huang Botong relies on her very much at work. Without her, he would not know what to do every day. This is one of the reasons why he needs this older secretary.
As for whether she needs to serve Huang Botong in an all-round way, no one knows.
Maybe Huang Botong has an Oedipus complex, doesn't he!
But in front of outsiders, this woman never smiles, like a serious person.
The other person from Hong Kong Island is the business representative of Qu Anpa Company, named Guan Quan.
Because he was worried that Huang Botong would not use the funds according to the contract requirements, Qu Anpa Financial Company sent him to supervise to limit Huang Botong's non-compliance with the terms of the contract.
For example, withdraw funds or something,
Or disorderly command.
Although he couldn't withdraw any money without Yue Qinghuan's consent, but if he threatened Yue Qinghuan and took coercive measures, he had to be careful.
To say that Miao Qiaowei is quite experienced in this area.
Congratulations, Boss Huang, you have earned nearly 10 million US dollars during the time you went out. It seems that your goal will be achieved in a short time.
Guan Quan said with a smile.
In the past two days, Guan Quan and Huang Botong have gotten to know each other well, with less respect and more casualness.
Huang Botong happily sat on the sofa opposite Guan Quan.
Zhang Yaqing walked over with her fat buttocks twisted and poured him a new cup of tea. He took a sip from the cup and said: It's almost 70 million, right?
Guan Quan pointed to the big screen behind Huang Botong, and said enviously, "I have made a total of 68.93 million US dollars in the past few days. You can see that it is increasing every second. Boss Huang is now a person who earns millions of RMB every second." up.
Huang Botong looked back at the big screen, and then laughed out loud.
At this moment, he was in a great mood.
The sorrow of the death of the old man and the bedridden brother had already flown to Minion Country at this moment.
But at the same time, he also secretly warned himself, don't be greedy, don't be greedy, as long as it meets expectations, stop immediately.
He signed a contract with Lele Fund and added a clause.
That is, after doubling his funds, all his own funds and profits will be sealed in the bank account related to the fund. Lele Fund is not allowed to use this fund for operations. If he breaches the contract, he must compensate him for all losses. , also owned by him.
In order to stabilize Huang Botong, Yue Qinghuan agreed to this clause.
In other words, Huang Botong is still rational and sober.
Thank you, Brother Guan. Huang Botong clasped his fists exaggeratedly.
Very courteous corporal look.
Boss Huang, this has nothing to do with me. Traders operate according to their analysis, but according to my analysis, USD/JPY will have a big market today. You can see its trend.
Guan Quan pointed to a large screen representing USD/JPY.
At this time, USD/JPY is oscillating at a high level, but the trend is still upward, and the point is 111.92.
This is the conclusion that Guan Quan came to based on his own analysis.
He is not the core figure of Qu Anpa, and he is also on the same line as the traders in the trading room. He doesn't know that this trading room is a pig slaughterhouse, and he still enjoys it, maybe it's over Today Huang Botong killed his heart.
Huang Botong nodded with a half understanding.
He also looked at the trading situation of USD/JPY in that way. He has learned something from watching the market all day long these days.
At this time, the four traders staying in the trading room are buying a lot of USD/JPY longs.
Lele Fund's current self-owned capital is more than 1.83 billion US dollars.
This is with yellow
After adding Bertone’s 1.5 billion financing and borrowings to the profits of the past few days, Yue Qinghuan’s own funds reached 260 million US dollars, an increase of 1.6 times the principal, and a considerable profit, which also made Huang Botong envious s reason.
The direct superiors of these four operators are also Jiang Weitai, and their task is to operate according to the requirements of the Hong Kong Island, regardless of gains and losses, and all responsibilities are assumed by the Hong Kong Island.
Just now the chief trader received a call from Jiang Weitai, asking them to increase their positions and buy USD/JPY to build a long position in USD.
Under Jiang Weitai's command, they increased the leverage of Lele Fund to 100 times, and the buying position had reached 21% at this time, and Jiang Weitai was still instructing them to increase the position.
Arrived at 9:45pm.
Lele Fund's USD/JPY long position has reached 38%, and the position has reached 700,000 lots.
Terrible position.
With such a large position, every point of fluctuation will have a profit and loss of 7 million US dollars.
And Lele Fund's margin can only withstand a drop of 260 points.
When the time came to 10 o'clock in the evening, Huang Botong couldn't bear it anymore, and he left the trading room with the delicate old woman.
Guan Quan followed them.
At 10:30, Zhang Yaqing drove Huang Botong to a villa near Wangjing, which was Huang Botong's den.
The delicate old woman parked the car in Curry, and followed Huang Botong upstairs.
Godmother, I'm going to take a shower, come in and massage me later. After going up to the second floor, Huang Botong took off his T-shirt and trousers, and went to the bathing pool shaking his fat body.
The delicate old woman went to the bar and poured herself a glass of red wine, raised her head, poured it all into her mouth, then took off her professional suit, stood in front of a mirror in the small living room, looked at her body up and down, and put her hands up Lift up the things that have drooped a lot.
There was a hint of disappointment on his face.
Turning around, he walked a few steps deliberately twisting his hips, twisting and staring at the mirror, and after sitting on the sofa in the small living room, he used the remote control to turn on the laser TV on the wall.
After a few adjustments, a picture of a small Wajima movie appeared on the screen.
After watching for a few minutes, she moved her legs to her sides and stepped on the sofa.
hands on it.
Ten minutes later, Huang Botong's voice came from the direction of the bath, "Godmother, it's ready, come over and give me a massage."
The delicate woman moved quickly a few times before she lowered her legs and stepped on the sky blue carpet.
Shaking his hips, he went to the bath.
The door of the bath was open, and Huang Botong was already lying on his back on the massage chair.
The delicate old woman walked to the massage table, looked up and down, then put her slender hands on Huang Botong's shoulders, and rubbed them gently.
Huang Botong closed his eyes and said, watching a short movie again.
The delicate woman ignored him, and the strength in her hands increased a little.