Wood did not ask any results from Youngston in the end, even after Lang Ke found out in New York, he called Youngston, but still couldn't find any results.

After all, betrayal is not so high-sounding, so when facing questions from both Wood and Langke, Youngston and others said they didn't know that it might be normal stock market fluctuations, or the actions of Morgan and Rockefeller.

There are unnamed transactions in the stock market, and it is impossible to find out who was selling. Lang Ke and Wood could not really make things happen with Youngston for this small speculation, so in the end the matter was left unresolved.

Of course, when Youngston and others talked privately, this result was called a "major victory" because they found that no matter Zhou Ming or Lang Ke, everyone had no choice but to do anything to them.

So they naturally believed that as long as they persisted, they could get the most and greatest benefits.

"Just wait until they open to sell tomorrow, we will wait until the market fluctuation price drops, and then there will be a major victory for our short selling!" Youngston said loudly.

Everyone else clenched their fists excitedly as they said, as if they could already see tomorrow's victory.

In contrast, Wood and Lang Ke were in a relatively low mood. They really didn't expect to be stabbed by Youngston and others like this. They knew that it was those guys who did it, but they couldn't take any action.

Lang Ke actually wanted to come back to Chicago to teach these guys a lesson in person, but Zhou Ming said there was no need for this, and if he really wanted to teach a lesson, Wood would be here.

"So, will tomorrow's sale continue?" Lang Ke asked.

Wood on the phone also looked at Zhou Ming, as if he was looking forward to an answer.

Zhou Ming smiled and said, "I know what you are thinking about and want to give up this sale, so that Youngston and his team can ruin their plans, but I want to tell you that this is impossible. The sale tomorrow will continue, and it will be faster than originally planned!"

Zhou Ming explained to them that because of Youngston's short-selling layout today, Morgan and Rockefeller will definitely be on guard: "We cannot predict what measures Morgan and others will take, so we can only do as fast as possible!"

Lang Ke couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, thinking it would be too cheap to let Youngston and the others go.

Zhou Ming said that they chose to short tomorrow, just choose to enter the market and fight with Morgan and other local snakes: "No one can predict the final result, so they can only wish them good luck."

...

The next day, Zhou Ming and Wood came to the conference room of the Tayya Building early, where they will direct the sale in New York.

"Why are there only so many people, and the others? Are they still sleeping in?" Wood looked at the sparsely slim meeting room and asked dissatisfiedly.

But no one replied, but Zhou Ming told him that there were probably only these people today.

Only then did Wood realize that the guy Youngston unknowingly attracted another group of people last night. Now there are less than half of the people here, and even just one half. I don’t know if there are any two-five boys... It should be said that there must be some.

"That bastard Youngston! I really should have driven him out of Chicago and thrown him back to Cleveland!" Wood said hatefully.

Zhou Ming didn't care, saying that he just needed to do what he should do.

That's fine, no one else can control it.

So Zhou Ming and Wood kept staring at the time on TV. It was 10:30 am Eastern Time, which was the opening time of the stock market in the winter season. Zhou Ming ordered without hesitation to sell all the stocks.

Faced with this selling order, they were actually reluctant to let it go, whether it was Wood in Chicago or Lang Ke in New York, but in the end they could only call and roared like a broken can: "Stop it, throw it all, throw it to me, don't leave it at all!"

On the contrary, in another financial building in Chicago, Youngston and his group were smiling happily.

"Everyone is waiting. As long as the guys Zhou Ming and Wood start selling at the opening, and when the stock market price is suppressed, our shorting can create huge returns!" Youngston said excitedly.

Everyone was waiting for the results later, but as time passed little by little, ten minutes passed quickly. Everyone was surprised to see that the curve of the Steel Fund not only did not fall, but even looked up.

"What's going on with this? Didn't Wood's bastards sell it?" Someone immediately questioned.

Even Zhou Ming's office also had questions, and even Wood himself doubted whether he had issued the wrong order.

But after Wood communicated with New York repeatedly, he told Zhou Ming with great certainty: "I did sell it, not only me, but also Lang Ke."

So what's going on with this upward curve? Any stock investor understands that the result of selling must be the decline in the stock price, so why does it still rise?

Is it because the selling force is not strong enough and we still need to continue to increase the selling force?

Although Zhou Ming’s request is to sell at the opening, it does not directly open and clear all the shares in his hands, because if he does this, it may cause a panic decline in the market, which will make the shares unable to be sold out and ruin it.

This is not what Zhou Ming wants, so Wood and Langke's sell-offs are sold at a certain frequency based on market feedback.

So it is because the selling frequency is not enough that the stock price has not moved much? If you want the stock price to move, you can only increase your efforts...

Zhou Ming immediately stopped Wood's dangerous idea: "Adjust the frequency of selling, it seems that the market has an unexpected situation. We don't need to increase the selling force for Youngston and others' short selling."

Wood wanted to slap himself at this time. How could he think of increasing his efforts and helping those bastards of Youngston?

"It seems that the market is still very considerate of us. We know that we hope to exit with a decent amount, so we helped us raise the prices and see the rise even after selling and leaving the market. This is the best thing!" Wood said.

Zhou Ming nodded thoughtfully and said that this was indeed the case.

...

At the same time, Piero, Freeman and Teesman came here early in the VIP room on the New York Stock Exchange. Similarly, when the stock market opened, they also saw the scene of Steel Fund rising.

But unlike Zhou Mingwood and Youngston, Piero and others had known about it for a long time.

"It's really a wonderful picture, I've got the news that there's really someone selling out Steel Fund's stocks in a lot!"

As soon as Teesman got the news, he immediately couldn't wait to tell Piero and Freeman.

After getting the news, Piero and Freeman showed a look as if it were true.

This expression.

"I didn't expect that guy Zhou Ming was really playing such a trick. Fortunately, we were wary of it when we monitored abnormal fluctuations yesterday afternoon." Freeman said hehe.

Piero also thought that Zhou Ming's shorting was indeed a bit stupid: "But it's no wonder. After all, the fools from Chicago and Cleveland cannot do any fine operations. If we were to replace them, we would definitely not have such a big flaw yesterday!"

But at this time, the young Boya suddenly proposed: "Maybe this is not what Mr. Zhou Ming thought, because this level is a bit too low."

When Boya said the words, Freeman and Tesman both stared at him, obviously a little dissatisfied with his opinions here.

Even Piero scolded him and said that he knew he valued Zhou Ming very much, but that's the fact now.

Boya did not refute because it was indeed a large-scale selling that was happening, which could not be changed. It was just that in their speculation, the reason why Zhou Ming wanted to short the stock price was to obtain the greatest benefit.

This makes logical sense, but Beya always feels that this matter is not that simple.

"No matter what, since that bastard Zhou Ming wants to short, then we should go long. I believe that this wave of short and bulls will definitely make us laugh to the end!"

Piero said that he was full of confidence, but he didn't expect that things were not what he understood...

In Chicago's Tyat Building, Wood looked at the string of today's stock market records in his hand, and his face was very exciting.

Ten minutes after opening, some stocks were sold as planned, and the stock price rose by 0.1 percentage point...

Twenty minutes after opening, the first batch of stocks sold as planned, and the stock price rose by 0.5 percentage points...

After thirty minutes of opening, the second batch of stocks was sold as planned, and the stock price rose by 0.3 percentage points...

After opening forty minutes, selling...up...

"There is nothing better news than this. We can keep selling and keep rising!" Wood said with a smile.

Wood was very happy. After all, the original selling plan was planned to survive for a short period of time. They were prepared for the worst to drive the collapse of the entire market, but they didn't expect that the result would rise. They were definitely overjoyed.

"It's certain that there must be bulls pulling on the other side."

Zhou Ming sounded like he was talking nonsense, but he immediately asked: "So who do you think this bull side will be?"

"Is it Morgan and Rockefeller?" Wood asked tentatively. After receiving Zhou Ming's affirmative answer, he was so happy that he was about to jump up. "It seems that our friend, Youngston and the others are going to be in trouble!"

Wood said deliberately with a little sadness, but a flower had already laughed out of his face.

And just when Wood said that, there were a few people in the conference room, and their faces suddenly became bad.

"Mr. Wood, Mr. Zhou Ming, let's go to the bathroom."

These people said this and hurried out without waiting for Zhou Ming and Wood's reply.

Wood's face turned gloomy at that time, because as soon as they left like this, they obviously revealed their identity.

Wood asked Zhou Ming if he wanted to do something?

Zhou Ming shook his head and said, "No, that's the path they chose themselves, and the game has reached this point, so no one can change it easily."
Chapter completed!