Chapter 42: All stock cleared out!
The atmosphere in Trading Department Seven's office area was somewhat strange.
It appears calm on the surface, but undercurrents are surging beneath.
" Sister Huilin, what did the manager say? Are we still told to keep it covered up?"
A young trader saw Li Huilin come out of the manager's office and immediately leaned over to ask in a low voice.
"Hmm? Yes, it seems the manager... still intends to hold onto it."
"Well, that's true. With the current upward trend, it might even continue to rise."
The traders in Trading Department Seven are all incredibly nervous and anxious, like they have rabbits in their hearts.
Even though the air conditioning in the office was blasting, many of them couldn't help but have fine beads of sweat seeping from their palms.
Some of them even had their fingers trembling slightly as they held the mouse, like someone with Parkinson's disease.
That was so exciting!
Because the profits in their respective accounts have now reached the highest peak they've ever seen since they entered the industry and became traders!
The long string of zeros that followed was more than they had ever dreamed of in their entire lives!
The number was so large that it made them tremble with fear, and even somewhat panicked!
The problem is, paper profits aren't real money!
Only by selling off your holdings, locking in profits, and converting them into real RMB can you truly say you've made a profit!
So, they are now both excited and tormented.
It felt like two little people were fighting inside my head:
A little devil was shouting frantically, "Sell! Sell now! If you don't sell now, the cooked duck will fly away! Secure your profits!"
Meanwhile, another little angel desperately warned, "Stay calm! Don't be reckless! Listen to the manager! The manager hasn't given the order yet, so it's definitely not the best time!"
This feeling of extreme contrast between hot and cold finally made them suppress the almost bursting impulse to make a deal.
"When exactly does the manager plan to let us sell? This anxiety is driving me crazy..."
Someone couldn't help but mutter to themselves.
"Who knows? How could we mere mortals possibly fathom the thoughts of the gods?"
The answer came from Liang Haiyuan, a long-time employee.
As he spoke, he picked up his coffee cup, slowly took a sip, and his face surprisingly carried a calm and detached air of someone who had been through it all.
"We should just follow orders and not worry about anything else."
"..." Everyone else looked at Liang Haiyuan as if he were a rare animal.
This Liang Haiyuan, back when Su Hao had just been promoted, was all about "I don't like you".
Later, he went up to them and provoked them in various ways, and even had a big argument with Su Hao and Li Huilin.
But not long after, Liang Haiyuan's attitude took a very strange 180-degree turn!
He has practically become Manager Su Hao's number one fan and die-hard supporter!
Their attitude was practically as if they had the words "The manager is brilliant and resourceful, with flawless strategies" engraved on their foreheads!
The speed at which their attitude changed was astonishing.
"They say 'buying is easy, selling is hard to grasp.' The manager must be waiting for the perfect moment, since it's related to our department's performance."
Li Huilin attempted to calm everyone's anxious mood with rational analysis.
"Yes, judging from the current technical indicators and market sentiment, there doesn't seem to be any clear bottoming signal in the short term. Holding on a little longer might yield higher returns."
Another trader, who was more technically oriented, echoed this sentiment.
However, if indicators were truly that reliable, there wouldn't be so many retail investors losing everything in the market.
Isn't this recent crash the best example?
Not long ago, numerous experts and institutions, armed with seemingly perfect technical indicators and macroeconomic data, confidently predicted that the market would rise by at least another 300%, with all sorts of optimistic expectations flying around.
And what was the result?
A sudden regulatory policy came down without warning, and with a snap, the bubble burst.
Those who ran slowly were all buried on the high hills, and even their cries couldn't find a tune.
"So let's just wait patiently. In any case, based on our limited experience, now is not the best time to sell."
"I understand the logic, but... this is just too damn leisurely! I've never had such a leisurely job in my entire life! All I do is look at my phone and eat snacks all day, and occasionally I glance at the charts and find that I've made a fortune... This isn't a trader, it's like living the life of a retired cadre ahead of time!"
Some people began to complain in a Versailles-like manner, yet their tone carried an unbelievable sense of fantasy.
"Hey, be content, kid." Liang Haiyuan put down his coffee cup and glanced at him.
"These easy days of lying around counting money are only temporary. Once the manager gives the real orders, you'll be in for a lot of work..."
"—Bang!"
Just as everyone was chatting and joking around, and the atmosphere was gradually becoming a bit lazy.
The door to the manager's office, which had been tightly closed, was suddenly slammed open from the inside in an almost violent manner!
"Clang!"
With a loud crash, the door slammed against the wall, producing a deafening sound!
Everyone in the office was startled by the sudden loud noise and turned their heads to look at the door!
Standing at the door was their manager, Su Hao.
However, at this moment, he was completely different from his usual gentle, calm, and even somewhat lazy and carefree demeanor!
His eyes were sharp as knives! They seemed to flash with a tangible, cold light!
He was like a drawn sword, exuding a chilling and undeniable aura of decisive killing!
"Manager...?"
Li Huilin stood up subconsciously, her voice trembling slightly as she was intimidated by his aura.
Su Hao's gaze swept across the room like lightning, and he issued the order in a resolute and unquestionable tone:
"Now!"
"...Huh?" Everyone was stunned and didn't react.
"Sell off all our positions! All our options! All our holdings! Immediately! Leave nothing behind! Liquidate everything!!!"
"!?"
The office fell into a deathly silence for a second.
Then... it was like a block of ice being thrown into a pot of boiling oil, and it exploded instantly!
This was the instruction they had been longing for, yearning for day and night, and even rehearsing countless times in their dreams!
No! This is practically a divine decree from heaven!
Of course, among mortals, there are always one or two who don't quite grasp the situation and actually question the gods at crucial moments!
"Manager! Right now? But... but the account is still making a lot of money!"
A young trader couldn't help but raise his hand, his face filled with confusion and reluctance.
"Yes, manager! If we wait a little longer, even just a few minutes, we can definitely earn more..."
Another person echoed in a low voice, clearly blinded by the huge profits at hand.
"Shut up, all of you!!!"
Before Su Hao could speak, a loud shout, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, slammed the two dissenting voices back!
The one who roared was none other than Liang Haiyuan, who had been leisurely sipping his coffee just moments before!
He suddenly sprang up from his chair, his eyes wide with rage, pointing at the two talkative fellows, spitting as he roared:
"Damn it! When did it become your place to have your own ideas? The purpose of having brains is to obey orders! Do what the manager tells you to do! Follow orders! Do you understand? At this crucial moment, do you even deserve to have your own ideas?"
Liang Haiyuan's shout was like a wake-up call, instantly waking up the two guys who were still hesitant and blinded by greed!
yes!
Can a hundred pieces of bullshit data metrics and ten thousand expert analyses compare to Manager Su Hao's miraculous operations and judgments, which they personally experienced?
Whom to believe? Is that even a question?
Of course, I'll trust Manager Xin!
"Ah...right!"
"Yes! Understood! We'll sell it right away! Sell it right away, Manager!"
The office, which had just been lazy, slow, and even a bit lifeless, suddenly felt like it had been bombed!
The rapid, clattering sound of keyboard typing erupted like a storm!
The sound of frantic mouse clicks filled the air!
Rapid breathing, occasionally interspersed with short gasps of surprise due to tension or excitement...
It completely replaced the previous idle chatter and silence!
Everyone was like a wound-up war machine, their eyes gleaming with fanaticism, executing the simple yet earth-shattering final order from their "god-like" manager with unprecedented speed and without regard for cost—
Sell!
Clearance sale!
At all costs, realize all profits at this moment!
The battle, at this moment, suddenly broke out in its most ferocious form!
***
"Damn, they don't even give us a moment to breathe!"
The financial markets were in complete disarray after the tsunami, with widespread devastation and lamentation.
Traders in other departments who were lucky enough to survive this storm had no time to lick their wounds.
It's already a miracle if they can barely stay alive.
Want to regain your former glory?
Stop dreaming, everything has to start from scratch, all over again.
"What else can we do? Let's all get moving and try to pick up some short-term opportunities! We need to make some money, otherwise we'll really be starving next month!"
"You bet! Last month we almost lost everything because of that damn nickel, and now this has happened again... We're just incredibly unlucky!"
As the ancients said, "We are all fellow sufferers in this world, why should we need to have known each other before?"
Seeing others suffer as much as or even more than oneself seems to offer a morbid sense of comfort.
These overwhelmed traders are struggling to maintain their last shred of mental balance amidst this collective misery competition.
"By the way, what's the situation with the Seventh Department? Still no word from them?"
"Yes, the transaction volume has been zero, it's like it's frozen, completely still. The whole department is so quiet it's like nobody's here."
You have to understand, right now, people in other departments are going crazy. Even though they know that it is extremely difficult to operate in a bear market, they still have to bite the bullet and rush in.
Even if it's just picking up sesame seeds, we have to get moving.
Why? For next month's performance-based pay!
Traders make their living based on performance.
No sales performance is equivalent to no income.
So everyone was in a frenzy, their trading windows flashing rapidly, and the clatter of keyboards filling the air.
But right in the midst of this turmoil and widespread suffering, Trading Department Seven was in a completely different world.
The weather is fine and the days are peaceful.
It felt like everyone else was struggling through a mudslide, while they were leisurely vacationing on a dug-out island of gold and silver, enjoying the sea breeze and cold drinks.
This scene is so jarring, it makes you want to grind your teeth in anger!