After leaving Yujing No. 17, Tang Xiaoqi saw Lin Baiyao's serious face, looked at Jiang Hai, and asked cautiously: "Boss, what happened?"

"Xiao Qi, tell me, what would you do if someone skipped a toast and was fined with alcohol, took advantage of you, and wanted to step on your head and step you into the mud?"

"What else can we do? Fuck him!"

"right!"

Lin Baiyao turned his head and looked at the snow outside the window. The cold light flashing in his clear and deep eyes was colder than the snow outside the window.

"It's nothing more than fucking him!"

He closed his eyes, leaned back on the chair, and said, "Go to Guimengju and ask Sima Cuo to come see me."

Sima Cuo came in a hurry. He had been quite honest for more than a month, and there was nothing he could do if he was not honest. On the one hand, Lin Baiyao sent people to keep an eye on him, and on the other hand, he used rat traps to protect the safety of Mo Ran.

"Mr. Lin, are you looking for me?"

In the tea room on the first floor, Lin Baiyao did not occupy the main seat of Mo Ran, but was still sitting in the usual guest position. This made Sima Cuo see it, and was actually quite touched in his heart.

This unpredictable young man tried his best to get close to Mo Ran, but he did not hesitate to betray him in the most hateful way.

But as long as he is obedient and does not join the fight between Jing Guoliu and the Yangnan Gang, he will neither really hurt anyone's life nor seek money or property with his words.

Is it true, as he said, that he wants nothing more than to be dyed with ink?

"Don't you hate me, Mr. Sima?"

Lin Baiyao's posture was as straight as a spear. He poured Sima Cuo a cup of tea easily and casually, and said with a smile: "I feel a lot more polite today..."

Sima Cuo smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know whether I should hate you or not... During this period, I was frightened by the mung bean war on the China Commercial Exchange. Both sides switched between long and short positions, and frequently changed hands and positions. As far as I know

, in December alone, the trading volume of mung beans reached more than 30 million tons, and the transaction volume reached more than 100 billion. So far, the loss has exceeded 50 million, and there are more than a dozen institutions and individuals who have been liquidated and have lost money.

There are four or five billionaires. Since January, the war has become more intense. Jingguoliu has turned short, and Yangnan Gang has become long. Both sides have raised billions of funds, and retail investors who have heard of the news have helped.

In the blood pool, the single-day trading volume jumped to 600,000 lots... there were mountains of corpses, and everyone was furious..."

People who have never experienced it can never imagine the cruelty of the futures market.

Every minute and every second of every day, people are going bankrupt, and even until the last moment, no one can guarantee that they will be able to walk out of the exchange with a smile.

Lin Baiyao's eyes were so vicious that he would not become confused because of Sima Cuo's seemingly soft remarks. He chuckled and said: "However, Mr. Sima will occasionally feel annoyed. If I hadn't prevented you from ending up, it's very likely that you would

The funds in hand will become the decisive force in this unprecedented war. Not only will it avenge Boss Mo, but it will also earn massive wealth from it, right?"

Sima Cuo sighed and said: "It is human nature to worry about gains and losses, right?"

"Yes, it's human nature."

Lin Baiyao also sighed and said: "How many innocent souls died because of the words 'worry about gains and losses'! Now the market situation has become clear, the bulls have been blocked continuously, and there will be a sharp drop starting tomorrow, and the bears will use all their reserves in one go."

funds, and strive to completely defeat the bulls.”

Sima Cuo said: "What Mr. Lin means is that Jingguo Liu will definitely win?"

Lin Baiyao acted inscrutable and said: "Winning, that's not necessarily the case."

"ah?"

Sima Cuo was confused. Jing Guoliu was short. Since the market was absolutely in favor of shorts, why couldn't they win?

Futures are a zero-sum game, and there is no win-win or lose-lose possibility.

"Because apart from the long and short parties, there is a commercial exchange that no one can ignore. In the next two days, you will see various operations that pour water on the market and cool it down, which is enough to make all practitioners dizzy."

"Cooling the temperature? For exchanges to collect handling fees and stamp duties, wouldn't the more prosperous the market, the better?"

Lin Baiyao shook his head and said: "The commercial exchange is not only a place for business, but also bears the important task of maintaining the stability of the financial market. As you said, everyone is furious and continues to throw money into the pool regardless of the consequences or losses.

, then the source of funds for the side that loses the war in the end involves individuals, institutions, private companies, state-owned enterprises, etc., and the violent turmoil that may be caused, just thinking about it is enough to keep the people at the top awake at night..."

Sima Cuo frowned and said, "Mr. Lin said that the Commercial Exchange might end up personally?"

"The problem of referees becoming athletes after playing is something that exists in many industries in China. How can the futures industry stay out of it?"

Lin Baiyao whispered: "I have received news that the Commodity Exchange will soon increase the trading margin, then control the price range, and issue an early warning notice... If many measures cannot calm the risks, I am afraid that in the end, both long and short parties will be

Forced hedging and liquidation..."

Sima Cuo was so shocked that his jaw almost dislocated. Almost instantly, he pressed the coffee table with both hands and said in a high-pitched voice: "This is impossible!"

He is not the source of doubts about Lin Baiyao.

Lin Baiyao has a mysterious background and is ruthless in his actions. There must be a huge power network behind him.

There is no doubt about this.

He just couldn't believe that the Commodity Exchange would have such courage. With tens of billions, it would dare to forcefully liquidate the position?

"Why is it impossible? According to the trading rules of the Commercial Exchange, the exchange has the right to take measures to forcefully liquidate positions or suspend trading under the following circumstances, namely accidental accidents, major events or force majeure, or trading risks that are obviously too high."

Lin Baiyao picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said calmly: "The rules are clearly written, but many people think that this kind of rule is similar to having to sign a life-and-death agreement for a minor surgery. It is purely for decoration. But it's really

When implemented, it is completely legal."

Sima Cuo was speechless.

"Anyway, it will only happen within the next ten days. You will wait to verify whether it is true or false."

Lin Baiyao drank all the water in the tea cup and said: "Boss Mo will be grateful to me after I stop asking for help. I only hope that Mr. Sima will remember my words tonight: There are no winners in this war, Jingguo Liu, Chunyang Liu."

, all of the Yuezimen will be seriously injured, but you are the only one who has retained your strength. In this way, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, there will be a day of revenge."

Sima Cuo pondered for a long time and said: "If it is true as Mr. Lin said, I will do my best to persuade Xiao Ran not to be your enemy."

Lin Baiyao was greatly comforted. It was most worry-free to communicate with the mature and mentally mature Lao Jianghu. The pros and cons were laid out on the table, and there were facts to prove it. The previous nastiness could be forgotten.

I hope that when dyeing with ink, it can be as transparent as Sima Cuo.

I'm afraid that women hate deception the most. Even if they can understand it, they can't forgive it.

"I'm not looking for you tonight to discuss mung bean futures, but I want to borrow your private room in the teahouse..."

"Mr. Lin wants to entertain guests? It's up to you. I'll tell you, you can go anytime."

Lin Baiyao smiled and said: "You don't understand what I mean. I want a private room with monitoring and recording equipment. Mr. Sima, you can get those photos of Cui Liangchuan, and you also arranged the cameras in Guimengju by yourself."

,Don’t say that the tea house is as pure as a white lotus..."

Sima Cuo showed an awkward smile on his chubby face and said: "Others ask, it must be whiter than a lotus flower. Mr. Lin asked, what is natural. Make an appointment and I will arrange it."
Chapter completed!