Chapter 217 Short Selling Dow Index
Seeing Lu Liang finish the conversation, Wang Chuting wore a bathrobe, bent her waist and took a slight step, barefoot, elegant and dignified.
She quietly sat next to Lu Liang, picked up the lighter and cigarette on the table, lit one, and blew out the smoke: "This smoke smells too strong and chokes, but the lighter is good."
< br>Wang Chuting recognized ForeverLove in English, which means eternal love. The font on the back was beautiful and powerful, and it said 'Smoke less', which should be a girl's handwriting.
“So what do you like to smoke?”
Lu Liang smiled calmly and didn't explain much.
This lighter was given to him by Su Wanyu, and it was also the first gift he received in the past seven or eight years.
He always cherished it and kept it with him.
"It's something like popping beads, but you probably don't like smoking."
Wang Chuting sucked hard all of a sudden, coughed repeatedly, and seemed to have pulled the wound, and she couldn't help but frown lightly.
Lu Liang laughed dumbly and simply took away the cigarette she held between her fingers: "If you don't know how to smoke, just smoke less and don't smoke."
He started smoking in college, and in the past ten years, it has become a habit. Bad habit. If you don't hold a cigarette, you may not be able to go to the toilet.
But apart from contributing to military expenditure, smoking does no harm whatsoever, so recently I have been deliberately reducing my intake, from three packs every two days to one pack every two days.
Lu Liang could tell that Wang Chuting knew how to smoke, but was not proficient in it. Either she had just learned it recently, or she wanted to have a common topic with him.
"Try your best."
Wang Chuting smiled faintly and glanced at the time on the wall: "Mr. Lu, take your time and rest, I'm going to work."
Lu Liang was surprised: "Are you going today?"
"I only took half a day off, and I have to interview Mr. Li from Weilai in the afternoon to hear what he thinks of you."
Wang Chuting took out a white shirt and business skirt from her bag and put them on simply She became a glamorous urban beauty again.
“That’s not what I said.” Lu Liang looked at the sofa and carpet, there were a few spots of bright red, he probably won’t get his deposit back.
"What's the problem?"
Wang Chuting was irritated and glared. She just felt a little strange and awkward, but the rest was really fine.
And she changed her plan temporarily and could give it to Lu Liang, but she still maintained a sense of remoteness and mystery.
If he stayed overnight, she would be like a follower, pestering Lu Liang every day. She couldn't do that kind of thing.
She has her own plan. Since she cannot marry into a wealthy family, she will use Lu Liang's connections to become a wealthy family.
"The room has been open for three days. I'll leave the clothes here. Come and pick them up when you're done." Lu Liang was also ready to leave.
Wang Chuting suddenly stopped: "Then will you be there?"
"No, I have something to do these days, and I have to go to the capital later."
"That's okay. Will you contact me? "
Wang Chuting's eyes flashed, her plan was based on Lu Liang not recognizing people if he couldn't put on pants.
If you are prostituted for nothing, then you have nothing.
Lu Liang asked with a smile: "Miss Wang, do you want me to contact you, or do you not want me to contact you?"
Wang Chuting was ashamed and regretful, and she completely saw that Lu Liang was a Bastard, if he doesn't bite the hook, he won't fish. Biting the hook will only let him do whatever he wants, and he has no choice at all.
With a smile on his face, Lu Liang walked up to Wang Chuting, caressed his cheek, and kissed his red lips: "Let's have dinner together next time."
Wang Chuting looked arrogant and turned her head. He snorted a few times to vent his dissatisfaction.
But before leaving, she suddenly made a sneak attack, kissed Lu Liang on the cheek, smiled and waved: "Mr. Lu, bye."
Fishing is about tightening and loosening,
but fishing like Lu Liang The head of a donkey is smooth,
it can only be tightened and loosened.
Lu Liang laughed and was in a good mood. He came to the company's trading room and rested for a month. This month, the average increase of the three funds was less than 3%. It’s time for Tianxing Fund to set sail again and give some explanation to the old and new friends of the three funds.
This time, Lu Liang targeted the Dow Jones Industrial Index, the home of Wall Street institutions.
[September 1, Dow Jones Index 18370.33]
The Dow Jones Index of more than 18,000 points, although six times that of the big A, has indeed reached the value after the plunge.
As of last night, the Dow closed at 19430.16 points. Assuming that you enter the market now, you will gain 1059.83 points of decline.
After all, the Dow is not a big A. Big A can just fall. The Dow needs to consider many things. A drop of more than 3% is considered a big drop.
What’s more, this time the decline exceeded 5%.
“How did it fall?”
Lu Liang asked Sun Yutao and others to prepare to short-sell the Dow while he sat at his desk in the trading room and browsed the international news.
Although the market price of Dow Jones was large enough to accommodate even if the funds of US$5 billion were enlarged ten times, he still had no confidence without finding out the cause of the sharp drop.
"Businessman, has one of Colin's wives been killed?"
Lu Liang looked strange and focused on the general election in the United States.
In a sense, the U.S. stock market is the financial benchmark for global stock markets. It fell 5%. Stock markets such as the A-share Nikkei Hang Seng Index will only fall even more severely.
Recently, there seems to be only one big event in the American political arena, and it is not without precedent, so it is not surprising that Lu Liang is thinking nonsense.
Soon, Lu Liang gave up on political factors, because the second phase of the race for the White House will not take place until the end of September.
If the political aspect is put aside and the Dow Jones Index suddenly falls sharply, with a drop of more than 5%, then only the economic aspect is left.
A piece of news comes into view.
Since the 2008 financial crisis, the Federal Reserve has implemented a quantitative easing policy for eight years.
Using the US dollar to kidnap the world, forcibly pushed up the prices of global assets and made countries pay for the financial crisis that year.
Starting this year, the Federal Reserve began to shrink its balance sheet. Within half a year, the ten-year Treasury bond interest rate rose from 2.16% to 2.86%, and broke through the neckline of the 30-year downward trend line.
"Could it be this reason?"
Lu Liang frowned, feeling that this was the reason. From a single aspect, he really couldn't tell.
But the key point is that he also received another message the day before yesterday, about the domestic property market, but he was not interested and ignored it at the time.
[On September 4th, first-tier cities such as Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen implemented loan restrictions and purchase restrictions...]
As a real estate developer for seven years, Lu Liang is very clear about what this decree means.
If nothing else goes wrong, once the new policy is released, there will be huge queues at the marriage registration office of the Ministry of Civil Affairs.
But it’s not marriage, it’s divorce.
Lu Liang has seen too many fake divorces and real house purchases. Housing prices in major cities will usher in another round of rising frenzy.
Restrictions on purchases and loans indicate that market sentiment is hot, but the more restrictive the restrictions, others will think that housing prices will continue to rise.
Thus, further promote the rise in housing prices.
After combining the two pieces of information, Lu Liang thought for a long time and could probably guess the country's intentions.
Rather than being kidnapped by the hegemony of the US dollar, which leads to a sharp decline in purchasing power, it is better to be kidnapped by the real estate market, at least the meat will rot in the pot.
There is still 12 o’clock
(End of this chapter)