No hurry.

This is not just Miller's attitude.

Also in New York.

Also in the CBD center of the Upper East Side, where every inch of land is valuable.

Bridgewater Fund.

Ray Dario held his hands on his chin and his elbows on his desk, wearing glasses, looking straight at the computer screen in front of him.

On the computer screen.

What is displayed is the real-time price changes in international crude oil futures.

And below this screen.

There is also a special APP program, which Bridgewater Fund spent a lot of money and hired some elite programmers, specially compiled for Bridgewater Fund. It is a unique working program for Bridgewater Fund.

It connects to some Bloomberg code and interfaces, and achieves real-time traffic with Bloomberg, but it can ensure its own hiddenness and receive various advanced Bloomberg messages.

basically.

Major companies that invest in various futures, stocks, foreign exchange, capital, etc. In this Internet era, they will ask people to write their own unique programs!

In this software called [Bridgewater NO.1], at the bottom of the screen, it shows Bridgewater Fund as the positive side and our profits.

It is shown above.

At this moment, Bridgewater Fund made a total profit of US$137 million in multiple transactions.

While Ray Dario drags his hands to ponder.

His assistant.

A middle-aged white man, somewhat bald, was wearing a standard Armani career suit.

whispered in his ear.

"BOSS! Our profit is enough. Do you choose to close your position now?!"

Respond to him.

It was Ray Dario's silence.

And the last affirmative reply.

“No hurry…”

Then a phone call was called.

…………

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****.

Commodity Trading Department.

Miller Rockefeller, the manager who was transferred from Miami, looked like a gentleman in suit and tie, looking at the exchange's oil position list.

Next to him.

It was his younger brother with a somewhat anxious expression on his face.

Hawke Rockefeller.

"Miller! Why haven't you closed your position yet? Now we have made a profit of more than 300 million US dollars! As long as we close the position now, the money can be put into the pocket!"

Hawke Rockefeller changed his past impatience and led the investment of 5 billion US dollars in margin between **** and Oasis and one month of long-term international crude oil agreement CFD contract bet.

After that, about half a month.

He has been living a very tormented life.

Every day I stare at the mobile phone screen, the price of international crude oil futures changes, because of the rise a little bit of joy and the decline a little bit of depression.

And then every day.

Always fall more than rise.

This led to his depression, forever exceeding joy, and very torment.

It turned a handsome young man who once turned into a sloppy look that he could never wake up, just like a programmer who worked overtime all night.

In his brother.

In order to make up for his mistake, Hawke's life was a little more comfortable after running from Miami.

Just looking at the international crude oil futures that are falling every day, Hawke's heart is still as if he is living in a sea of ​​fire every day. Just look at the price of international crude oil futures and you will be cut off a piece in your heart, which is very painful!

It would have been better if I had a short pain.

At worst, it would be a few dozen yuan at a time, and it would make Hawke give up.

But the problem is...

It just doesn't fall like that.

Every day, it first rises by one or two US dollars, and then falls by three or four US dollars. Together, the average daily decline is about US$1.5 to US$3.4.

This low amplitude.

It's really tormenting Hawk now.

It's finally difficult.

Things have turned around today. His use of his **** account and permissions to conduct a perfect short-term trading in the futures market.

Seeing that the profit can exceed 300 million US dollars, as long as you choose to close the position, you can put the money into your pocket.

Hawke, who was tortured by a knife, hoped that the 300 million US dollars could be included in his name, so that even if the subsequent contract lost too much, the profit would be recorded.

He won't be too bad in his resume...

The worst ending.

That is, get out of the ****, go home obediently, be your own playboy, and live the rest of your life.

Just facing his impatience.

Miller completely ignored it.

"That guy Seifrosa only shorted $4.5 billion?" Miller Rockefeller murmured to himself.

“No margin trading is needed…”

He waited for more than an hour, but Abel's position had not changed much. He understood. Abel was bearish, and it seemed that he was unwilling to go long.

Even if the candy looks sweet.

Just not moved.

In other words, Abel shorts strategically and tactically.

This position is only one tenth of Abel's current capital.

at this point.

Miller Rockefeller is very clear.

Even if it is not clear, the Wall Street Journal, Forbes and other Fortune newspapers that report several times a day will never tire of telling him this.

Not to mention the funds that have not been invested, Miller understands that Abel will not lose his position unless the oil price is pulled to $88.

But for $88, Miller Rockefeller didn't dare to think about it when he was dreaming.

At this moment, the phone rang. When Miller Rockefeller saw that it was a phone call from Bridgewater Fund.

"Hey, hello... this is ****." Miller Rockefeller answered the phone with a calm expression before his younger brother.

"I'm Ray Dario!"

The opposite is simple and meaningful.

"Let's join forces!"

A few simple words made Miller Rockefeller's eyes solemn.

Who is Ray Dario?

Of course he knew.

This is one of the legends of Wall Street.

Even if Miller Rockefeller's surname is Rockefeller, he still cannot ignore such a rising grassroots legend. In a sense, legendary heroes like Ray Dario who fight from the bottom with purely one-shots are much stronger than those of her, in terms of influence in the industry, connections and various resources and power, such as her wealthy young man.

in other words.

Even Miller Rockefeller, the noble son of the outstanding Rockefeller family, cannot ignore a financial legendary hero like Ray Dario.

His voice brought some respect.

He asked softly, "Mr. Ray Dario! Good afternoon, I don't know what you mean."
To be continued...