Chapter 46 The Endless Rainbow Flattery
In the office of Trading Department Seven, the faces of the department members were filled with relief at surviving the ordeal and... an undisguised joy.
"Emma, I still feel scared when I think about it now!"
A young trader patted his chest, still shaken:
"Luckily, the manager acted decisively and reacted quickly, telling us to liquidate our positions and run! Otherwise, we would have definitely lost a fortune!"
"It's not a loss, the current option price is still about three times our cost, which is still a profit margin..."
Another slightly more meticulous trader muttered to himself.
"Big brother! We ran at a full twenty times the speed! Twenty times the speed!"
The man who had spoken earlier immediately retorted excitedly, emphasizing the results of the battle:
"Twenty times becomes three times? Isn't that a huge loss?!"
To outsiders, this group of well-dressed men must be having another intense and strategic investment research meeting.
But actually...
They were just chatting idly, gossiping, and joking around.
Since accurately following Su Hao's instructions, I miraculously cleared out all my positions near the market's peak before the crash.
They are currently holding a huge amount of cash that makes hearts race, but they are completely sitting on the sidelines watching the show!
All we do every day is chat, nothing else!
"I already told everyone this last time,"
Su Hao looked at his group of members, who were clearly bored and had excess energy, and smiled faintly:
"Anyone who feels itchy and can't sit still can jump in and make a quick buck anytime. Don't worry about me, just be responsible for your own profits and losses."
"No, no!" someone immediately shook their head vigorously. "I'll definitely stick to the manager's coattails! I'll stay put!"
"Me too! Me too!" another quickly chimed in.
"Manager, you've worked so hard to help us earn so much money, it's all hard-earned!"
How could I dare to mess around like that! If I lose money, how... how could I face you?
I felt like going to the rooftop!
"That's right. Besides, according to the rules of our industry, if the monthly performance target is exceeded ahead of schedule, shouldn't the rest of the time be spent locking up the funds account and then taking paid breaks to slack off?"
really.
In a highly competitive trading department like Fang Huan Investment, once a team achieves its monthly or even quarterly profit target ahead of schedule, it's basically time to "take it easy."
I come to the company every day to clock in and glance at the stock charts as a formality.
Or you can simply not come to the office and just stay home and relax, it's up to you.
This can be considered an unwritten special reward for "excellent" teams.
Of course, if someone is ambitious, confident in themselves, and wants to continue to challenge for higher returns, they can theoretically continue operating.
However, generally speaking, if you've already made a fortune and then try to make more money by messing around, the probability of losing money is far greater than continuing to make money.
Therefore, most experienced teams will choose to quit while they're ahead and preserve their gains.
Actually, I haven't had any particularly strong feelings lately, which is why I've been holding back.
Su Hao leaned back in his comfortable office chair, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the desk as he silently pondered.
Why do I no longer have the urge or inspiration to trade?
He vaguely felt that it might be related to the amount of funds he could currently mobilize.
250 million!
This is already a rather large number.
When he only had five million, his stock trading had virtually no impact on market prices, as long as it wasn't targeting those junk stocks with extremely small market capitalization and very poor liquidity.
Small boats are easy to turn around and maneuver with ease.
But things are different now. With a huge sum of 250 million yuan in hand, do you still want to play the kind of short-term trading or even high-frequency trading that used to be?
What a joke!
With his current financial resources, any buy or sell order he places is enough to cause quite a stir in the market.
He directly made himself the "main force" or "market maker" in other people's eyes.
Want to keep a low profile? Absolutely not!
Imagine this scene: a massive sum of 250 million, being bought and sold frantically in the market, with transactions measured in seconds...
The scene was so beautiful that he almost couldn't bear to look.
Let's set aside whether there are enough counterparties in the market to instantly absorb such a huge buy or sell order.
The sheer force of buying and selling alone is enough to turn the price of the target stock upside down, making it impossible for him to successfully complete the transaction at his ideal price.
The likely outcome is that he has manipulated prices to the point of exorbitant transaction costs, making it impossible to make money and potentially even resulting in losses.
"Then…Manager," a trader looked at Su Hao and asked tentatively:
"Could we... take a break early and get some rest?"
"Oh? Really, manager? Is that alright?"
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the others instantly lit up, like a pack of huskies seeing a bone, filled with longing.
"Yeah, I know. After following my instructions all this time, everyone's hearts are probably about to give out, right?"
Su Hao found their eager expressions, as if they wanted him to go out and have some fun, somewhat amusing, and nodded.
"You've all been under a lot of stress. You've all worked hard and deserve a good rest and some relaxation. Go back and recharge your batteries."
"Wow--!"
The office erupted in thunderous applause and cheers, nearly lifting the roof off.
It seems these guys are really bored from just sitting here at work and slacking off.
Let them take the huge sums of money they've worked so hard to earn and rush back into this turbulent and crisis-ridden market to fight it out.
They were also afraid of accidentally falling into a trap and losing all their hard-earned money, including interest.
So I could only force myself to suppress the turmoil in my heart, staring blankly, feeling so itchy inside, it was incredibly uncomfortable.
'Perfect timing, I haven't played games properly in ages,' Su Hao thought, a hopeful smile playing on his lips.
Since becoming a department manager, he has been like a wound-up top, whether it's a weekday or a weekend.
He spent all his time either staring at market trends or studying various data reports, especially in the period before the stock market crash, when he worked non-stop, afraid of missing any slight movement.
The pressure was so great that he didn't even have time to properly play his favorite game!
If we don't go back to play soon, the equipment in the guild warehouse will probably all get moldy!
Take advantage of this "technical adjustment" opportunity to rest for a few days and catch up on all the "game homework" you've missed!
Daily quests, raid dungeons, new events...
Liver! I need to work my liver off!
"Um...Manager..."
Just then, Li Huilin, who is usually quite quiet in the team, hesitated for a moment before raising her hand and speaking softly.
"Our department... it seems like we haven't had a single get-together since it was formed."
"Huh? Oh right, now that you mention it..."
"That's so true! Ever since you arrived, Manager, it's been like a Hollywood blockbuster every day, full of thrills and ups and downs. We haven't had time to think about having a get-together!"
Everyone looked at each other, their eyes subtly shifting, quickly using their gazes to complete an efficient internal communication and reach a consensus.
Finally, everyone's eyes, like searchlights, focused on Su Hao, filled with anticipation.
Su Hao's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately understood what they meant. Remembering something, he reached into his wallet and rummaged around for a bit.
"Ah, I found it, it's here."
"What's that, Manager?" someone asked curiously, craning their neck.
Su Hao revealed a slightly smug smile and waved the card in his hand that was gleaming with a faint black light.
"My salary card!" He winked. "Tonight, it's my treat! Swipe as much as you want! Swipe away!!"
***
Some people say that the ultimate form of a dinner party is about high-end ingredients, an elegant environment, and a high level of sophistication.
But in Su Hao's opinion, that thing was just flashy nonsense.
What could compare to sitting in front of a smoky barbecue stall, listening to the crackling of charcoal and the sizzling of meat skewers on the grill, enjoying cumin-sprinkled skewers, and gulping down an ice-cold beer?
"Come on, brothers and sisters! To the glorious past and even brighter future of Trading Department Seven! Cheers!"
"Hey, wait a minute! Just drinking like this is so boring!"
Liang Haiyuan, his face flushed, deftly raised his wine glass, a hint of obsequiousness on his face:
"Manager, if I may be so bold, may I say a toast?"
"Of course, please." Su Hao smiled and nodded, gesturing for them to proceed.
Liang Haiyuan immediately perked up, cleared his throat, and stood up.
The manner of the speech made it seem as if they were delivering an inaugural address, rather than offering a toast.
"Our brilliant, handsome, wealthy, capable, and charismatic Manager Su!"
His voice was loud and clear, full of emotion:
"The best thing I, Liang, have ever done in my life!"
Without a doubt, I've joined our glorious Trading Department Seven and have the opportunity to work under your command!
As the saying goes, "Different perspectives lead to different levels of achievement."
These words were practically tailor-made for our manager!
Your vision is as vast as the ocean and as high as the sky, allowing us subordinates a glimpse into the true world of trading!
Therefore, I propose! For our great Manager Su!
So that he can continue to support, care for, encourage, and lead us in the future…
"Sigh…" Su Hao's eyelids twitched and he got goosebumps all over.
The others also stood up and pulled Liang Haiyuan back, trying to interrupt his endless, seemingly incessant, flattery:
"Brother Haiyuan, that's enough, that's enough..."
"Cough cough cough!" Liang Haiyuan seemed to realize that he had gone a bit too far and quickly restrained himself.
But his enthusiasm remained undiminished; he raised his glass high and shouted at the top of his lungs:
In short, to sum it all up, having a manager as a subordinate is a blessing from our ancestors! We are incredibly fortunate!
"Come on! To our great, invincible Manager Su Hao! Cheers!"
"Yay! Cheers!!"
The crowd responded enthusiastically, and the clinking of glasses filled the air, instantly pushing the atmosphere to a climax!