I'm back in 1990

Chapter 591: Enjoy your vacation to the fullest!

Zhang Sui secretly arrived in Hong Kong from the United States after being summoned by Huang Xiaochuan via telephone.

Upon arrival, Zhang Sui, disregarding the fatigue from her more than ten-hour journey, went straight to Huang Xiaochuan's office.

"Boss!"

"You're here! Have a seat!" Seeing his capable subordinate arrive in a flustered state, Huang Xiaochuan gestured for her to sit opposite him at his desk.

Zhang Sui has just finished her investigation and analysis of the recent global financial market, especially the performance of US technology stocks.

The Nasdaq index has been declining steadily since the beginning of the year, and the aftereffects of the bursting bubble are still unfolding. Market sentiment is low. In the past few months, Zhang Sui followed Huang Xiaochuan's instructions to take profits quickly and made several short positions without using high leverage. Although the profits were not large, they were still considerable, especially in this downward market phase.

Huang Xiaochuan succinctly told Zhang Sui his decision: "Increase the short-selling of the Nasdaq. This time, we will use one-third of Changhong Capital's funds to find our business counterparties to act as our counterparties."

Zhang Sui hesitated for a moment, but out of a sense of responsibility, she still offered her opinion: "Boss, currently, although the market is weak, panic selling is decreasing. The short positions I established based on your previous advice have already yielded considerable profits. I think it would be best to take profits now, or turn to other more certain opportunities?"

Zhang Sui actually greatly admires Huang Xiaochuan's keen market insight, but continuing to short the Nasdaq on a large scale at this moment seems too risky, and the return doesn't seem very good. .

Huang Xiaochuan knew, of course, that Zhang Sui's suggestion was correct, but it all depended on when. If that major event in this life was not rewritten, then a financial catastrophe would arrive as scheduled. As for whether history had been rewritten, Huang Xiaochuan was not sure. But such an opportunity would not come again if missed, so he decided to take a gamble. Besides, even if he lost, he would not be seriously injured; his wealth would only shrink.

Huang Xiaochuan waved his hand: "I know what your analysis and concerns are, you don't need to worry about them, just do as I say!"

Huang Xiaochuan added, "This time, my decision was not based on charts, valuation models, or economic fundamentals, but simply on my intuition, an intuition that a storm was coming."

He then added in an unquestionable tone, "The window of opportunity is very tight. By the end of August or the beginning of September, you must complete all the position building work. Utilize all available tools, and remember to be absolutely secretive. Don't let the opponent see our intentions."

Zhang Sui took a deep breath. She still had great faith in Huang Xiaochuan's judgment. This judgment had created too many incredible miracles in the past, from the accurate prediction of the Southeast Asian financial crisis to the bursting of the Internet bubble. Although the reason this time sounded a bit fantastical, she still chose to trust her boss's judgment.

Zhang Sui sat up straight: "Understood, I will personally arrange it to ensure that no trace is left."

In the days that followed, beneath the calm surface of the global financial markets, undercurrents surged. After returning to New York, Zhang Sui began her scheme, quietly weaving a massive short-selling network to target the Nasdaq through her global offshore network.

The huge sums of money were broken down into smaller amounts and poured into the vast financial markets. Put option contracts were quietly bought up, and short positions in stock index futures were traded late at night. The slightly rebounding market provided the perfect cover for them to establish short positions.

One morning in September, inside a building in New York, a huge circular screen displayed real-time data from the global financial markets. Traders sipped their first cup of coffee of the day while intently watching the screen and carrying out their daily operations.

Zhang Sui sat in her seat, calmly flipping through the report. For Zhang Sui, this short-selling of the Nasdaq was of great importance, and she had to personally oversee and direct it.

suddenly!

"Boss! Watch the news quickly!" a brown-haired, blue-eyed trader responsible for monitoring major breaking news shouted, his voice trembling slightly.

On the big screen, the live broadcast of n instantly switched to one of the World Trade Center Twin Towers, where thick smoke was billowing out, and a huge, shocking hole was clearly visible! At the bottom of the live broadcast, the blood-red "breakg news" flashed frantically.

The trading room fell into a deathly silence. Everyone was stunned by the sudden sight. Then, in full view of everyone, the second plane crashed into the South Tower.

"Oh my god!" someone exclaimed, covering their mouth.

Zhang Sui was also stunned by this scene, staring intently at the big screen.

She quickly realized what was happening and swiftly issued the order: "Quick! Switch all screens to US stock futures!"

On the screen, even though the US stock market had not yet opened, the stock index futures market had already exploded! The Nasdaq 100 index futures plummeted like a kite with a broken string! Panic selling surged out, buying disappeared instantly, and prices plunged downwards at a breathtaking speed, resulting in a precipitous drop.

"Confirmed! Nasdaq futures plummet! VIX fear index soars!" The trader's voice was filled with excitement and elation.

Zhang Sui decisively issued the order: "Proceed according to Plan A! Hold the short futures positions! Hold the put options! The risk control team will closely monitor liquidity to ensure our liquidation channels remain open!"

The traders quickly recovered from their shock; for them, disaster was an opportunity for upward mobility, and nobody hates money.

Instantly, the trading room was filled with the rapid clatter of keyboards and a constant stream of telephone commands.

Zhang Sui stared intently at the frantically fluctuating numbers on the large screen. Each precipitous drop meant that the short-selling net they had laid was frantically devouring their opponents' wealth, and those numbers represented astronomical profits accumulating.

For the next four days, the US stock market announced an unprecedented market closure, but the global financial markets, especially the futures and foreign exchange markets, were already caught in a vortex of extreme panic. Nasdaq futures continued to face enormous downward pressure during the market closure.

On Monday, September 17, US stocks reopened with difficulty amid great uncertainty.

However, the opening of the market is hell!

The Nasdaq Composite Index plummeted at the opening bell! Panic selling swept through the market like an avalanche, instantly drowning any funds attempting to buy the dip.

The Dow Jones and S&P 500 also suffered heavy losses, with the Nasdaq, which is dominated by tech stocks, experiencing the worst decline! The once-glorious tech giants saw their stock prices halved, and the screen was filled with glaring red.

On that day, Zhang Gaolei's net worth also shrank by nearly half!

Meanwhile, in the trading room of Changhong Capital, traders excitedly reported relevant data to Zhang Sui.

The Nasdaq is currently at xxxx points, down more than 12! And it's still accelerating its decline!

"The majority of our options positions are now deep in-the-money! The leverage effect has been maximized!"

"The unrealized profits from short futures positions are immeasurable!" The trader responsible for reporting the unrealized profits was trembling; it was an astronomical figure he had never imagined.

Zhang Sui remained expressionless, only clenching her fists tightly.

"Stay calm! Hold on! Await my liquidation instructions! Risk management: closely monitor all account margins and counterparty risks! Make sure we don't end up with nothing!"

In the following trading days, the market struggled in despair, with the Nasdaq plummeting all the way down, dropping more than 25 points from its closing price on September 10th at its lowest point! The market was in turmoil, and countless fortunes vanished into thin air.

Time flew by and it was Friday, September 21st.

The time for harvesting had arrived, and Zhang Sui decisively issued the order: "Start closing positions! Close out short futures positions in batches! Exercise or sell in-the-money options immediately! Prioritize liquidity! Hurry! Be careful to stay hidden!" Zhang Sui kept clapping his hands, urging the traders on.

Like a ghost, Changhong Capital calmly pocketed astronomical profits near the market's most desperate low point, and quickly converted a portion of them into stocks of major technology companies. If not now, when?

Their actions even caused a slight rebound in the market, but it still couldn't change the overall dire situation of the market being in a state of utter despair.

When the last core short position was successfully closed, the trading room fell silent again. On the huge screen, the Nasdaq was still at a low point, but Changhong Capital's returns this time had reached a figure that would make any financial empire tremble.

Zhang Sui let out a long sigh of relief!

She clapped her hands, drawing the traders' attention away from the big screen and onto her!

Ladies and gentlemen! Congratulations! You have achieved an unprecedented victory in financial history. Your rewards have been credited to your accounts. Enjoy your holiday!

"Yay!" Cheers erupted in the trading room.