"It's over!"
The sudden margin call was like setting off fireworks, one after another and in batches.
Fortunately, they had prepared a backup plan. Some people had left a conventional amount, twice the usual funds as the margin, but nobody had anticipated that they actually needed to use that money!
Half an hour later, the smokeless war finally ended, and they had completely failed!
"How much money is left?"
"7... 7 trillion US Dollars."
"Cough, cough, cough!" The person in charge almost coughed up blood.
From 52 trillion US Dollars, now only 7 trillion remained. The remaining 45 trillion had all become Zhang Menglong's spoils of war; even the reserve margins might not have left much of the 7 trillion US Dollars.
He was not sure whether he should be happy for the 7 trillion US Dollars or cry over the 45 trillion.
