Great Power

"Soviet Southern Theater?"

The smile on Bruce's face quickly drew away, only when he saw Cheng Mi's open-faced cheeks, and his deep-eyed, high-nosed white face appeared in a daze: "Afghanistan?"

"That is, it can never be the Far East."

Cheng Mi nodded his head and his expression remained unchanged. Two dark eyes flashed quickly and said, a smile appeared on Bruce's face and said: "Talaki has been overthrown for three months, and the Soviets think about it now. Wake up to send troops?"

"Gold is going to rise again?"

Zheng Jianguo pulled the two people's attention back with a sentence. Bruce held the coffee saucer in one hand and the coffee cup in the other. He looked left and right and smiled: "Jianguo feels that it will rise again?"

"After the last American hostage incident, the gold spot has been rising at a rate of about $30 every day for several days—"

Taking a sip of the coffee in the cup, Zheng Jianguo said with a smile, and he saw Bruce blinking his eyes and staring at him, curiously speaking: "So can I buy more now?"

"No, now it's not buying, it's selling."

The smile on Zheng Jianguo's face was put away, and then, ignoring the astonishment of everyone present, he quickly swept his eyes across the three of them. Blanco, who had not spoken, was probably observing and analyzing him, while Bruce was completely blank. Qing Qing did this, only Cheng Mi was staring at him thoughtfully.

Shrugging his shoulders, Zheng Jianguo looked at Bruce and revealed the answer: "Mr. Bruce, my plan is to throw out all the spot gold in hand, and then multiply the obtained funds by 20 times the leverage to establish a long position. Will you come? ?"

"I'm good!"

Bruce was dumbfounded before he fully understood Zheng Jianguo's plan, which was to abandon the spot market and go straight to the futures market: "But I don't have much money—"

"It won't hurt if you lose it~"

Zheng Jianguo said with a smile, then turned to look at Cheng Mi next to him and said: "Cheng Mi, I need to use the phone--"

"You can use it here~"

Cheng Mi wanted to say that you don’t think about it, but he looked at the two people next to him and the goods in the hands of the universe, so he swallowed the words in his throat, and changed his mouth: "Just call it-- "

"Ok."

Zheng Jianguo put the coffee next to the phone and took out his address book to find Charlie's phone number. After a few keystrokes, he looked at the wall clock on the wall. It was 15:15 Washington time and 45 minutes before the market closed. He felt really lucky. , Soon a familiar voice came from the microphone: "Hello, this is—"

"Charlie, this is Zheng, I need you to sell all spot gold immediately!"

Zheng Jianguo quickly said that Charlie in the microphone was obviously a little confused: "Zheng, the market is good now, I feel—"

"Sell now, sell immediately, what price is it now?"

Zheng Jianguo’s voice was full of unquestionable power, and Charlie quickly sat back in front of the computer, quickly called up the account of the goods, and said, “The price is now 613 US dollars and 88 cents. The remaining 74274 ounces of gold is sold at a price of 14 cents. Now the price of gold has risen by another 14 cents. The total selling price is 45.6 million and 5721 US dollars and 48 cents. The transaction requires you to enter a password. I switched over. After you enter the password Press # key to confirm——"

"Ok!"

As promised, Zheng Jianguo pressed the # key after entering the transaction password. Charlie’s voice came through the phone: "Zheng, the transaction is in progress. It will take ten seconds. Are you in a hurry to spend money now? It has risen by 18 cents, and I don’t feel that this is going to be a problem-the transaction is completed, deducting the handling fee, and now the balance of cash is 44,972,114 US dollars and 7 cents."

"Now buy all the money into the January 1980 gold contract with 20 times leverage."

Zheng Jianguo gave the buy order without hesitation, but Charlie was silly: "20 times?"

"Yes, it's 20 times ~ hurry up!"

After confirming with a slightly frowned brow, Zheng Jianguo heard Charlie swallow straight: "20 times, um, it was a purchase of 1.461747 ounces. Now that the operation is complete, you need to enter a password to confirm-Zheng, what happened? "

"Yes, something big is going to happen."

After Zheng Jianguo entered the password and confirmed it, Charlie in the microphone blinked at the data on the monitor, and said with a vigilant face: "There is something important? Can you tell me something?"

"This must be kept secret, can't say, the transaction is over?"

Zheng Jianguo directly refused the other party's inquiries. After turning his head and looking at Cheng Mi, he found that he smiled nonchalantly again. He felt it was better not to say anything. Charlie's voice came through the phone: "Now starting to build a position, the price of gold has risen again. At 23 cents, at this rate of increase, I feel that I can finally buy 1.4 million ounces. Do you still want to set a stop-loss price?"

"No, the pay is all done."

Flashing past Kasana who jumped off the building, Zheng Jianguo knew that he was still a bit conservative. The funds he used now were only pure gold. In fact, he had more than 50 million US dollars in cash lying in the Jianguo Company account.

Only that part of the money was used by Zheng Jianguo to ensure the smooth construction of the "East Lake New Village" project. After all, in his memory, the one-man mansion project worth more than one billion yuan was appended because of the breakdown of millions of funds.

Not to mention that 40 million of the money is the follow-up funds of the real estate project. Just to ensure the smooth construction of the project, Zheng Jianguo has set himself a bottom line of 30 million in cash at all times, of course. He can also borrow money from the bank, but in this way it is no different from Kasanna's loan shark.

Zheng Jianguo wanted to take a risk, but just like Kasana did, so he chose not to change the exchange's stop loss line. After all, people have been playing futures for more than 100 years, and they will never make -37 dollars. Crude Oil Bao’s joke, of course, he can guarantee that he can bankrupt the exchange——

After opening the position, Zheng Jianguo put down the phone and turned to look at Bruce's resignation. The latter also tilted his head and smiled: "Well, since you are all like this, then I believe you--"

Bruce didn’t invest a lot of money at the time. At this time, the amount left in the account was only 200,000. After Zheng Jianguo’s 20 times position was opened, he raised the coffee cup in front of him and looked at him: “We must have a good drink in the evening. ~Blanco, are you not interested in betting?"

"Oh, both of you are rich people~ I am a salaryman, and I have to apply to it for 100,000 dollars, so I won't mix it up~"

Blanco raised his brows and smiled to resolve Bruce's ridicule. The two have known each other for more than ten years. In a sense, they are also old friends. Of course, due to the concept of the two sides, they can only get along with each other as average: "I feel that it's just the deployment of military forces, and it may not really start. As you said earlier, Taraki has been overthrown for three months -"

"I think the Soviets are a relatively bureaucratic country. As a result, nothing matters, but the procedures must be correct—"

Zheng Jianguo knew that this battle would surely be fought. The next ten years in his memory are the ten years belonging to the Soviets. In these ten years, the world will be polarized seriously. One is the Soviets and the other is the whole world. But now in his opinion , Just like the flashback of a person before death, of course, due to the size of the Soviets, the flashback of the Soviets takes a long time.

Zheng Jianguo clearly knows this, but Blanco is doubtful, especially after seeing his almost reckless approach to investment, the perception of this as a child has become stronger, but after all It's people's own money, so he doesn't want to splash cold water.

Maybe the Soviets will really do it?

Blanco’s question did not last long. He came to attend the Christmas Eve cocktail party today, and attended the cocktail party as night fell. When he dragged his drunk body back home and worked for two more days, the TV Explosive news came in: "Soviet invasion of Afghanistan—"

"That guy got it!"

Thinking of Zheng Jianguo’s immature face, Blanco didn’t know that in Harvard’s classroom dormitory hundreds of kilometers away, Zheng Jianguo was also watching the night as the fire exploded on the TV. “Finally started fighting. ——"

Putting the hanging heart into his stomach, Zheng Jianguo had received the news of the Soviet mobilization from Cheng Mi's mouth, and a hidden worry had appeared in his mind, that is, if the Soviets did not invade Afghanistan, what should they do?

The result is obviously that the direction of gold is uncertain, and it may rise or fall. This is not good news for two-way trading gold futures, because it will lose money if it rises to make money. Fortunately, the Soviets are still in memory. The bear, from Christmas Eve on the 24th to Christmas Day on the 27th, was pushed to Kabul on the second day.

"Ring Ling Ling--"

The harsh phone call rang, Zheng Jianguo put down the thick pathology in his arms and picked up the phone. Bruce's voice was mixed with joy and came over: "Zheng, you know what, now the price of gold has exceeded $660."

"Oh, I also paid attention to it. The bullet screen under the news says--"

The picture of Bruce’s little tongue all being happy appeared in front of him. Zheng Jianguo was also happy that the nearly 45 million US dollars bet was not lost. In the past few days, the gold price seems to have been stalemate, and it has been oscillating at the position of 625. It is also the reason why he just stayed at home and watched TV when he was okay. Hearing someone sharing this rare joy at this moment, the joy of his mood was beyond words: "Mr. Bruce, do you want to settle now?"

"No, no, I'll listen to you. I will settle the settlement when you settle. I'll follow you."

Bruce’s gentle voice became a little louder, and Zheng Jianguo was amused by his statement: "Mr. Bruce, I can’t afford to say that. What I keep in mind now is that futures are risky to enter the market and need to be cautious——"

"Well, I heard, your friend~ sorry."

The joy in Bruce's voice disappeared, Zheng Jianguo did not deliberately explain, he hung up the phone after saying a few more words, but before he looked at the TV and picked up the textbook, the phone rang again, so he grabbed his hand. "Hello, I’m Zheng Jianguo——"

"Hi Zheng, this is Bob—"

A slightly disturbed voice came, and the first thought that came out of Zheng Jianguo's mind was who this undisclosed product was, but it was in the microphone when he filtered the people in several laboratories one by one. Bob also seemed to know what he was doing and introduced himself: "I am Bob White, the administrative manager of Activision Games. Now the company has been running for a year. We want to have a party to celebrate--"

"Oh--"

Zheng Jianguo blinked his eyes and made a meaningless voice. After all, his mood at the moment was a bit embarrassing, because before the call, he had successfully forgotten everything about the company.

I was reminded at this moment that Zheng Jianguo also remembered the last time he heard an Activision game, when the programmer named Bennett or Bruno came to ask him for authorization, so he also remembered his game. Magic cube.

It's just that the administrative manager of his own company seems to be saying that the company is going to hold an annual meeting?

After looking at the calendar hanging on the door, Zheng Jianguo looked back at the TV that was still reporting, and reconfirmed that the date was December 27, 1979, when Christmas ended. Other companies flashed in his mind as Christmas. The previous report on the annual meeting also spoke into the microphone: "Hi, Bob—"

"Hello, Zheng, I'm still here."

Bob White’s voice was a bit rushed. Zheng Jianguo wanted to speak and listened to him to continue to speak: “We want to hold a party. We haven’t got together since our partnership. You haven’t come to the company to show up. The share has exceeded one million dollars, but you still seem to forget, can you come to this party?"

"——"

Well, this guy is here to invite himself to a company party. Zheng Jianguo finally understood the purpose of the phone call. Of course, he was also a little surprised that he had forgotten the one million dollar share. He couldn't help but rub his nose and said: "How do you use your share?"

"Bruno bought himself a big TV, David changed a Harley 1340 Harley Road King, Larica bought a Ferrari 308GTB, Alan bought a house, I had nothing to want, so I bought a water bed, and the rest We invested all of the money in the company—"

Bob's voice still hurriedly said, Zheng Jianguo nodded and began to worry about the future of this game company for a few seconds, and then remembered that there is a company that loses money to comply with the normal law, otherwise he will study what will succeed and buy What's going up, what's the investment? At this moment, I don't know if the legendary FBI and CIA have followed him: "Well, where are you now? When do you plan to set the party?"

"We are now moving to the Santa Clara Valley, south of the San Francisco Bay Area in the metropolitan area of ​​northern California. We plan to have a party tonight—"

Bob's voice suddenly slowed down and then went low. Zheng Jianguo couldn't help blinking again and flicking his mind for a long time at the place called the name, and he said with some uncertainty: "California, the one on the west coast?"