Chapter 1120

"Hoo!"

Qian Liang let out a long breath: "The boiler room is still warm."

Although the boiler had already suppressed the fire, the temperature in the boiler room was still very high, and the three of them soon recovered.

Sun Dagu, Qian Liang, and Zhao Jinchang were all deputy directors. Because the old director was about to retire, the three of them became competitors.

However, Zhao Jinchang and Qian Liang had a relatively good relationship, and Zhao Jinchang was the youngest of the three, with the shallowest qualifications.

Therefore, saying they were three competing was actually only Sun Dagu and Qian Liang having a chance to go up.

More than half an hour later, the families of the three arrived one after another. Knowing their situation, the ones who came were all men.

The three guys put on clothes, regained their spirits, cursed and swore as they left the boiler room, and then pulled each other to the police station.

As for how it was finally resolved, no one knew, but the matter of Sun Dagu being splashed with dung spread quickly.

Especially people in their circle immediately thought, was it Zhou Andong who sent someone to do it?

They had been blackening Zhou Andong for so long, it would be a lie to say they weren't guilty, and then when they went out the next day.

They all increased their vigilance. No matter who it was, as long as they saw someone carrying something, they would hide in advance. It really felt a bit like wind and cranes.

Zhou Andong didn't know that Sun Dagu had been splashed with a whole body of dung, and it was also pinned on his head by these public intellectuals.

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Xiangjiang. As soon as the market opened in the morning, the price of white sugar surged upward. In just one hour, the price of raw sugar per ton rose by more than forty pounds. By the time the market closed at noon, it had risen from 223.6 pounds per ton yesterday to 300.1 pounds per ton.

There were constant cheers in the exchange. Those who had already sold in the past two days were full of regret, and one by one they were rubbing their hands, preparing to sell as soon as the market opened in the afternoon.

Huayuan Capital. Zhuo Qihua had a very satisfied smile on his face.

"In the afternoon, pull the raw sugar price to over 400 pounds per ton."

Emperor Financial Company!

Green couldn't suppress his wild laughter, looking a bit crazy, and then looked at the young man surnamed Liu with disdain.

"Kid, you're still too green. Learn more from your seniors."

The young man surnamed Liu looked at the computer screen in front of him. He had already determined that a large market maker had entered the market to force a short squeeze.

In just one morning, the price of raw sugar rose by more than 70 pounds, which was very terrifying.

If they continued to let the long side increase volume and pull up, the short side would likely be swallowed up.

In his thinking, it was already this time. Even if the short side's funds were insufficient, they should struggle, or simply cut their losses and leave the market.

But now the short side had no movement, which left him very confused.

Autumn East!

Old Wu was already sweating profusely. This time, he had gambled his future.

If he won, he would definitely have a smooth career in the future. If he lost, he would have to retire early and go home to provide for his old age at the end of this year.

"I said, Old Zhou, Chairman Zhou, why aren't you anxious?"

Wu Hongkang looked at Zhou Andong, who was sitting there drinking tea leisurely, and his anger flared up.

If it weren't for you fooling me, could I have run to Xiangjiang to speculate on futures?

Zhou Andong raised his eyebrows and glanced at Wu Hongkang.

"This is war now. We are still holding millet and rifles, and the other side has missiles ready. What's the use of me being anxious?"

"No use?" Wu Hongkang grabbed a handful of hair hard: "But we can't just sit here and wait for death."

"Old Wu!" Zhou Andong slowly picked up his teacup and took a sip: "Look at you, you're the leader of the Zhao Hongxing Factory anyway, can't you have some ambition? This little scene scared you?"

Wu Hongkang sat on the chair angrily: "If we win this time, I am the leader of the Zhao Hongxing Factory. If we lose, the leaders above and the staff below will definitely join hands to roast me, this leader, on the fire."

"Ha!"

Zhou Andong laughed: "Don't worry, the other side has missiles, but our allies have atomic bombs in their hands."

"Hmm?" Wu Hongkang's spirit immediately lifted: "Do you mean we will definitely win?"

Zhou Andong rolled his eyes: "At the beginning, I told you that the futures market has great risks. Who dares to guarantee that we will win?"

Wu Hongkang was like a deflated ball, waving his hand helplessly: "Forget it, forget it, let's leave it to fate."

At this time, Yuan Wanqi came out and looked at her watch: "Now, it should be 8:00 PM in New York. There's still half an hour."

Jian Qiu also looked at the time: "Everyone hasn't eaten anything. I'll go buy bento boxes and bring them back to eat."

"Let me have someone go buy them." Yuan Wanqi called two employees and asked them to buy bento boxes.

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Singapore. Guo Qizheng was on the phone with his peers abroad.

"Ryan, is everything ready?"

An old voice came from the receiver: "Everything is ready. We are going to the press conference site immediately. How about you?"

A smile appeared on Guo Qizheng's face: "I'm ready too. The reporters have all arrived. In half an hour, the press conference will be held on time."

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Hong Kong Stock Exchange. Although it was nearly two hours before the afternoon market opened, the trading hall was already overcrowded.

Zhou Chaozhong went to the newspaper office in the morning, handed the draft to the editor-in-chief, and then ran to the exchange.

Seeing the soaring white sugar, his heart was also pounding wildly. It was truly too stimulating.

In his heart, there was also a little regret that he had sold too early, and he started to doubt whether Zhou Andong's judgment had gone wrong.

As time passed bit by bit, no one knew that a great earthquake was about to happen in the raw sugar market.

New York, a five-star hotel on Wall Street. In the banquet hall covering over five hundred square meters, more than a hundred reporters were already waiting in full battle array.

They also knew about the soaring price of raw sugar, and quite a few of them had bought futures.

But just this afternoon, they received invitations from more than ten world-class sugar tycoons to attend a press conference at 8:30 in the evening.

This made some sensitive people realize that something was wrong, and they immediately sold off the raw sugar in their hands.

Of course, there were still some people who weren't alert, and they even thought there was good news.

At 8:30 PM New York time, more than ten world sugar tycoons walked into the venue.

At the same time, in Singapore, Guo Qizheng also entered the press conference venue.

Guo Qizheng came to the front of the podium, the flashlights flashed, and the clicking sound of shutters didn't stop.

"Thank you, media friends, for attending this press briefing." Guo Qizheng scanned the crowd below: "You should have all noticed the sharp rise in international raw sugar prices, right?"

The reporters below had already guessed that the press conference Guo Qizheng held was related to international raw sugar prices.

One by one, they looked at Guo Qizheng, feeling very expectant in their hearts.

After all, he is the Sugar King of Asia. Every word he says and every decision he makes will affect the trend of raw sugar prices.