When one person or a group of people are focused on something, time flies by. The group even had their lunch delivered in takeout containers, eating it casually.
During this period, the market remained volatile, and Qin Chuan's profits fluctuated around twenty million.
Around three in the afternoon, the market plunged again, dropping by four percent.
Such a sharp decline is quite rare in the stock market, indicating a fierce sell-off and that even the market makers were panicking.
Qin Chuan's profits, however, rose to about twenty-five million.
Seeing the string of crimson numbers continuing to increase, everyone felt a mix of nervousness and excitement. The day's experience was certainly eye-opening for many. kuAiδugg
They also developed a genuine admiration for the young man who sat calmly like a mountain on his chair.
If Qin Chuan had followed their earlier advice and closed his positions at twenty million, he would have missed out on over five million in profits.
This was no small sum, and compared to him, they were the ones with the truly short-sighted vision.
"Let's close our positions. That should be enough for today!"
Just as everyone expected Qin Chuan to hold on longer, Qin Chuan stood up and gave the order.
The trader immediately sold all the shares they held.
In the vast stock market, Qin Chuan's "goods" worth hundreds of millions barely made a ripple. They were quickly bought up.
"Boss Qin, all our shares have been sold!"
The trader reported. As a professional trader, he had seen many high-level players who gambled big and played well over the years. But this was the first time he had seen such a young boss like Qin Chuan easily make over twenty-five million in just a few hours in the futures market.
He was filled with curiosity and awe towards Qin Chuan.
"Brother Long, hand out the red envelopes!"
Qin Chuan said.
Yang Conglong seemed very familiar with this procedure. Upon hearing the request, he directly took out a thick red envelope from his briefcase, which had been prepared beforehand, and handed it to the trader.
Judging by its thickness, it contained at least two to three thousand yuan.
"Thank you for your hard work! Thank you for your hard work!"
Yang Conglong grinned, his mouth almost splitting to his ears, his face beaming with excitement.
Huang Qi, standing nearby, was also grinning from ear to ear.
What he had seen and heard today had truly broadened his horizons, and he finally understood how Qin Chuan made his money.
With today's experience, they no longer had any doubts about Qin Chuan making thirty million last time with Yang Conglong. Instead, they felt that thirty million was not much at all.
After all, they had made over twenty-five million in just a few hours today, and Qin Chuan hadn't even dared to go all-in, otherwise, the profits would have been even greater.
However, while the two of them were happy, they failed to notice the envious and jealous glances from many around them, and the covetous gazes of many others.
After all, this was real, tangible money, not virtual numbers in a game.
Making twenty-five million in a single day, based on the capital allocation ratio, even the least involved, Huang Qi, could earn five to six million, and Yang Conglong could earn over eight million.
Even with their considerable family backgrounds and wealth, it would be difficult for them to earn such amounts, requiring a year or even longer.
Most importantly, the money came so quickly and easily, it was practically more insane than a printing press.
Under the immense temptation of such profits, no one could remain unmoved, unless they were a saint.
"Let's go. It'll be dark soon, and we didn't have a good lunch. All expenses tonight are on our Brother Long and Brother Huang Qi!"
Qin Chuan said with a smile. This was his first day back in the futures market since '97, and it was a great start, which made him feel very good.
"Don't worry, we'll take care of all the food, drinks, and entertainment tonight. I'll cover it all!"
Before Qin Chuan's voice even faded, Huang Qi patted his chest and enthusiastically agreed.
"Damn it, if you guys aren't paying, who else is going to? Listen up everyone, no one holds back tonight. We have to screw them over!"
Lü Xiaoshu shouted.
Others echoed his sentiment, vowing to "screw them over" to alleviate their inner imbalance.
Both Yang Conglong and Huang Qi were indifferent to this. They exchanged glances and chuckled foolishly.
With so much earned today, how much could they possibly spend in one night, even if they went all out?
They had the confidence to do so.
That evening, at the renowned Beijing Hotel in the capital, the table was laden with all sorts of rare delicacies, truly a lavish spread.
Australian lobsters, tuna sashimi, imported caviar, truffles…
In addition, there were many luxury Chinese delicacies such as Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, steamed lamb, and shark fin rice. All were expensive, and the liquor started with Maotai.
This meal was very costly, a significant expenditure.
Everyone enjoyed themselves thoroughly. Qin Chuan was, of course, the guest of honor, and everyone eagerly came to toast him.
After this gamble in the futures market, Qin Chuan's status soared. He had gradually surpassed the second-generation heirs of Longcheng, becoming a truly significant figure that others needed to curry favor with, rather than him needing to curry favor with them.
As the wine flowed and dishes were served, some people began to get impatient.
"Qin Chuan, we're all brothers. A few of us have been thinking, and we also want to get involved. Can you bring us along and help us make a little money together?"
The first to speak was Lü Xiaoshu, as he was among the earliest to interact with Qin Chuan, and their relationship had always been good.
As Lü Xiaoshu finished speaking, the lively private room fell silent. All eyes turned to Qin Chuan's face.
Yang Zimo, sitting beside Qin Chuan, twitched her brow but remained silent.
She had long anticipated this situation, and many had already prepared themselves mentally.
Qin Chuan had earned too much money throughout the day. Facing such immense temptation, no one could remain indifferent.
However, even a stock market novice knew that the stock market was incredibly deep and treacherous. No one could guarantee that if they made money today, they would still make money tomorrow.
Examples of making money one day and losing it the next in the stock and futures markets were common. Therefore, it was highly taboo to bring others along. If losses occurred, even the best relationships could turn into enmity.
"Qin Chuan, we know the stock market is deep, and it's highly taboo to help others trade stocks or bring them along!"
At this moment, Ma Wenbo also stood up and said.
"However, we can guarantee you that even if we really lose money and our principal is wiped out, we will never complain. This will all be our own choice."
"That's right. We are all adults and should take responsibility for all our actions!"
"Qin Chuan, please bring us along. We really want to make a little money. Seeing you guys make so much all of a sudden today, we're truly envious."
"Yes, it was our narrow-mindedness before that we didn't follow your lead immediately. We brothers will punish ourselves with a drink!"
The group of fellows were sincere in their attitude, and each drank a cup.
Facing this situation, Yang Zimo didn't know what to do. If she agreed, the risks were enormous. If she refused, it would create a rift between friends who were previously on good terms.
This situation had significant repercussions. They would see each other every day, and these individuals all had strong backgrounds.
With this in mind, Yang Zimo glared fiercely at Yang Conglong and Huang Qi. The news that Qin Chuan was trading futures with them had been inadvertently spread by these two.
At this moment, Yang Conglong and Huang Qi, already slightly drunk, finally realized the trouble their spreading of information had brought to Qin Chuan.
The two looked remorseful and uneasy.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Qin Chuan sat there with a somber expression. After a long pause, he slowly spoke, "I've already said I won't bring anyone along."
"Everyone knows the dangers of the stock market. I don't fear you making money, but I fear you losing it!"
"Since ancient times, too many good friends have broken apart over profits. Even close brothers and father-son relationships have been ruined by it!"
As these words fell, the atmosphere suddenly became oppressive. Those who had been looking at Qin Chuan with hopeful eyes suddenly dimmed, their faces looking displeased.
Even though they knew Qin Chuan was speaking the truth.
"However…"
At this moment, Qin Chuan changed his tone, and the previously disheartened faces lit up with renewed hope.
"If you really want to give it a try, you can follow my trades. Of course, I won't manage your money. You can open your own account, and whether you lose or earn is your own business."
When Qin Chuan finished speaking, the oppressive atmosphere in the private room immediately lightened. Everyone excitedly agreed, expressing their thanks profusely.
Seeing this, Qin Chuan sighed inwardly. This was a last resort. The news had leaked, and these people had witnessed him making money firsthand. If he refused, their current relationships would be strained.
Each of these individuals came from families with considerable influence. As a professional businessman, he would not easily offend them.
"Everyone remember, the total capital for all of you cannot exceed fifty million. And I warn you, you are not allowed to spread any news about this to the outside world. If I find out anyone else knows about this, then no one will trade with me anymore!"
Finally, Qin Chuan sternly warned everyone.
Fifty million, even if it was all lost, he would still be able to afford to repay it.