On October 19, 1987, the weather was clear and the quiet sky on Hong Kong Island showed a refreshing blue.

The mood of all investors is as bright as this weather.

They were like the past, talking and laughing, waiting for the opening of the stock market at 10 o'clock.

People did not realize that a black storm would suddenly come, pulling the wealth in their hands and even themselves into the whirlpool without any mercy.

In the office of Longteng Company, Chen Dongfang and others were waiting anxiously.

Except for Xiao Wu who was in Lilan and Zhang Long and others who stayed in Eastern Europe, the remaining company backbones were all present.

"No, I'll go out for some breath first." Ma Laosan stood up suddenly. He couldn't stand this depressing atmosphere.

"Sit down, we must have confidence." Yu Guangming was actually like a needle and needle, and only confidence was left to support him to sit here.

That is confidence in the helmsman of the company.

At the same time, Boss Huo was also paced in his living room, looking at the phone next to him from time to time, and his expression was equally solemn.

But Pan brand enjoys it more. At this moment, it is still a hibiscus tent to warm up the spring night.

However, the harsh alarm clock still caused him to jump out of the bed: "It's open!"

"It's open, it's open!" Mr. Li also looked at his watch, unable to hide the excitement on his face.

At this moment, there were four or five young people around him, all of whom were famous and famous rich young men in this generation and belonged to the same interest group.

"Brother Ju, do you want to open a bottle of red wine to celebrate?" someone said intriguingly.

Li Da Shaoqiang suppressed his excitement: "Let's wait until the news of victory comes, and we'll..."

At this time, a phone ringing rang, and Mr. Li quickly picked up the phone and sounded.

Several people around him also surrounded him, and then they saw the microphone in Young Master Li's hand falling on the table with a clang.

After a long time, Young Master Li sniffed out two words from his mouth: "It's falling."

As soon as the market opened, the selling wave was like a flood and was unstoppable. In just fifteen minutes, the Hang Seng Index fell by 120 points.

And this trend seems to be impossible to stop.

Young Master Li felt the rumbling sounds in his mind now, and he subconsciously looked up at the sky outside.

The sky was still clear, but in his opinion, it seemed as if the black clouds were lying on the city. If he hadn't been leaning on the table with both hands, he would have been crushed to the ground.

Why is this happening? Are you going to lose again?

Mr. Li was a little confused, so he grabbed the phone again and called out:

"Dad, we want to save the market. We will take out all the funds to save the market. We will definitely stabilize the stock price and we will definitely be able to!"

On the other end of the phone, Li Fuhao's voice came: "A Ju, do you know that the daily trading volume of the stock market is tens of billions."

"And a selling wave like today is afraid that no one has the ability to eat it if there are tens of billions."

Even though Lee Fuhao has the nickname of Superman, he can only follow the trend and cannot go against the will of heaven in this general trend.

He can invest a large amount of money in the stock market, but not now, but wait until the stock market stabilizes before entering the market to buy at the bottom.

I believe that by then, he can easily make back the hundreds of millions of losses lost by his son, or even several times or dozens of times.

But Young Master Li didn't think so now. He put down the phone in a daze and collapsed on the sofa.

Money losses cannot hurt the foundation of the Li family;

But the psychological blow made him feel overwhelmed - he was defeated, and was defeated again by Liu Qingshan.

Failure was like steel needles, ruthlessly piercing Mr. Li's heart. Zhou Gongjin from the Three Kingdoms suddenly flashed through his mind, and shouted unwillingly to the sky: I have given birth to Yu, and I have never given up...

At this moment, there was joy in the office of Longteng Company.

After receiving the call for a stock price plummeting, everyone jumped up, hugged each other, and hit each other's shoulders and chests with fists. In the whole office, there were so many ghosts and wolves howling.

"Now you can have a glass of red wine to celebrate." Boss Huo also snapped his fingers and asked someone to bring the iced red wine over.

"Oh, I think I can go back and have a rest and have a rest." Pan Mingpai thought of the beauty in the bed, and his heart was also full of passion.

Far away from the other side of the ocean, Liu Qingshan was sleeping soundly in the apartment.

Due to geographical location, on the 19th, the Hong Kong Island stock market opened first and then fell all the way.

By the end of the afternoon, the total decline was 420 points, with a drop of more than 11%.

Almost at the same time, the Nikkei index fell 620 points in the island country's stock market, and the next day, it plummeted by 3,800 points.

After the closing on the 19th, everyone's eyes turned to the United States.

The Dow Jones Index is the real weather vane. As long as it can stabilize, there is still hope for everything.

As usual, Liu Qingshan got up early in the morning, ran, stood in a stance, and practiced boxing, and everything was in order.

No one can see that he has already bet on the stock market for 80 million US dollars and has almost bet on his wealth.

When he returned home for breakfast, Grace frequently turned her eyes to him, and she wanted to speak but stopped.

Grace was a little confused: Do you still have the heart to have a meal?

Liu Qingshan not only had the heart to eat, but after the meal, he also packed up his utensils and went directly to school. Today is Monday, so of course he had to go to class.

When Liu Qingshan sat in class and listened with peace of mind, the stock market finally opened.

Then, the stock index collapsed sharply, and there were all selling orders in the market, and there were no buying orders at all.

It seems that everyone is crazy about selling their stocks.

Faced with such huge data, the computer finally couldn't bear it, and the displayed data began to delay, and the time was getting longer and longer.

Faced with such a storm-like storm, most investors were caught off guard. They could only pray to God and pray that there would be no major stock market crash, because in that case, even if you are a millionaire, you might become a pauper in an instant.

The entire US stock market is in panic and despair. I don’t know how many investors are yelling at the sky: Woooo ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...

With the popularity of Maria and the Hurricane Girls' debut albums, Dolphin Sound became popular throughout the United States.

At this moment, perhaps only this voice can best represent the voice of investors.

"Oh my God!" Soros also exclaimed in his office. This situation really happened!

"Quick, take all the S&P 500 futures contracts!" Soros has five thousand such contracts in his hands, worth more than one billion.

Soros made a quick decision and chose to retreat completely, but his futures contracts could only be sold at a low price, which also caused him heavy losses.

Quantum Fund's net assets plummeted by 26 percentage points, becoming the biggest loser in this stock market crash.

However, Soros is the short selling king. Soon after all, he seized the opportunity to short selling and made a lot of money.

Finally, in 1987, Soros's Quantum Fund's final profit reached 14%.

I have to admit that the great man is still a great man.

"Oh Buy!" A cheer broke out in Rogers' office. He was also buying short US stocks recently. This time, I'm afraid I'll make a lot of money.

It was just that he felt a little conservative that he bought the Dow Jones Index and fell by 150 points.

After a brief joy, a young man appeared in Rogers' mind.

That young man had raised a lot of money before, and must have been shorting the US stock market.

But how brave is this young man, how much short he will make, and how much will he make?

Rogers didn't know that Liu Qingshan shorted 500 points. At that time, Qian Yuzhen was so scared that he almost fainted.

Five hundred points, according to this ratio, the US stock market will directly evaporate 500 billion market value.

After Liu Qingshan took two classes, the news of the stock market crash finally came to the school. Liu Qingshan was soon called to the office by Professor Peter.

Professor Peter's expression has never been as serious as it is now. He knows very well how huge the impact of such a major stock market crash will have on the entire economy.

What shocked him even more was that his student had foreseen a few days ago, and even the time nodes were accurate.

If he could pay attention to it earlier and take precautions, he might reduce a lot of losses.

But it was too late to say this now. He found Liu Qingshan at this time and just wanted to ask this student to help.

"Liu, my old friend Buffett just called me for help. Since you can predict this stock market crash, I think there is a solution to it."

Professor Peter went straight to the topic, just an hour ago, Buffett's wealth instantly evaporated by 3.42 billion.

Although the stock god still maintained peace, he did not panic, nor did he follow the trend and sell any stocks.

But this huge loss also made him feel so painful that he could only ask his old friend Professor Peter for help.

Liu Qingshan looked at Professor Peter quietly: "Professor, there are no winners in the stock market crash. Even if I help Mr. Buffett, others will suffer losses."

Professor Peter nodded: "I agree with you, but Warren is my best friend."

"Okay then." Liu Qingshan shrugged, looked helpless, then looked at the phone next to him and signaled.

There is really a way!

Professor Peter was also secretly surprised. If such a stock market crash occurred, everyone was panicking. It was no longer easy to be able to remain calm.

He couldn't think of any way to save himself.

The phone was quickly connected, and Professor Peter said, "Warren, my student Liu is next to you, and he will talk to you below."
To be continued...