Chapter 238: Get to Training Quickly

Suddenly, Liang Haiyuan's emotions became incredibly complex.
On one hand, his previously anxious heart inexplicably calmed down;
On the other hand, a deeper fear, like ice water, surged from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
He had a premonition—today, his old bones were likely to be tortured to death like livestock.
Su Hao, of course, was well aware of the dangers of the impending bloodbath.
A gamble of 50 billion yuan, a single round to decide life or death.
Whether it was the XIV, heavily bet on in the market, or other inverse VIX products, they all shared a fatal characteristic:
Once market volatility reached a certain threshold, they would trigger an "automatic liquidation" mechanism, going directly to zero, commonly known as "margin call."
Of course, even if his prediction was accurate, and the VIX index in the US stock market did indeed surge as expected, he could not afford to relax in the slightest.
He had too many bullets at his disposal—a full 50 billion!
With funds of this size, every buy and sell transaction must be executed with surgical precision.
Otherwise, a massive influx of capital into the market instantly creates huge "slippage"—a bottomless chasm between the expected and actual transaction prices, resulting in enormous losses.
This is like throwing bombs into a calm pond. One bomb might create a splash, but if you throw a truckload of bombs in at once, the entire pond will be destroyed, leaving no fish to catch.
Therefore, the more bullets you have, the more cautious you must be when pulling the trigger.
This is a battlefield teeming with traps and dangers.
Using VIX for ultra-short-term trading is like dancing on a knife's edge, with an extremely high risk factor.
Therefore, even though many people anticipate a potential market crash, very few dare to use VIX to make money.
Because the probability of losing money is far greater than the probability of making money.
Of course, the safest approach is to abandon the VIX and short-sell individual stocks.
'But that's ultimately just small-scale trading.' Su Hao's goal has never been that safe "small money."
To seize the maximum, world-shaking profits in the shortest amount of time, the VIX is the sharpest butcher's knife!
The higher the risk, the more astonishing the return!
Therefore, at this moment, he's less worried about losses and more struggling to suppress the fervor surging from the depths of his soul, almost making his hands tremble!
He can't wait to rush into Wall Street, the world's largest financial battlefield, and engage in a bloody, exhilarating battle with the world's top players!
When he steps back into this familiar trading room, smelling that unique scent mixed with sweat and money, this long-lost excitement reaches its peak.
In a daze, he seemed to be transported back to his glorious days of dominating the foreign exchange market and stirring up storms.
"New colleagues, you may not have experienced anything like this before, but don't be afraid."
Su Hao's voice came clearly through the internal communication system to everyone's earpieces.
"Just treat this like a large-scale multiplayer online game."
"I'm the commander. I say buy, you click the mouse to buy; I say sell, you click the mouse to sell. Simple, right?"
Indeed, this job sounded no different from piecework on an assembly line.
The traders didn't need to think, didn't need to judge, they only needed to execute precisely when Su Hao issued instructions imbued with some kind of mysterious intuition.
"But, as humans, we make mistakes." Su Hao's tone suddenly turned serious.
"And here, a single wrong click could mean hundreds of millions, even billions, of dollars vanishing before your very eyes."
"...!" The entire room fell into a deathly silence; even breathing ceased.
"Operate as quickly as possible. But no matter how fast, don't rush to the point of pressing 'buy' instead of 'sell,' or entering the wrong price.
Also, remember, here, a second's delay can mean a world of difference in price!"
"Understood!" everyone responded in unison, their voices trembling.
"Alright, everyone to your positions, prepare for the opening bell."
The traders quickly returned to their posts, rubbing their hands together, ready for battle.
Su Hao, on a whim, placed his hand on the live display screen of the S&P 500 index, which hadn't yet opened.
"...!?"
The instant his fingertip touched the screen, an incredibly clear and overwhelming vision, like a bullet, pierced his mind.
It was a doomsday judgment.
A financial doomsday judgment.
***
"Phew... Don't let your hands shake, don't let your hands shake, please don't let your hands shake..."
The traders sat in their seats, flexing their fingers and muttering to themselves.
But the more they did this, the colder their hands became, and the more sweat poured out.
"Relax, everyone!" Liang Haiyuan paced back and forth in the aisle, like an anxious old father. "The more nervous you are, the more mistakes you'll make!"
"Mr. Liang, we understand the logic, but... but we just can't control ourselves! I'm so afraid my hand will slip and I'll click the wrong button..."
"Afraid of what!" Liang Haiyuan glared at him.
"What were those practice files I sent you yesterday for? Just for show? Get practicing!"
To handle this kind of situation, Liang Haiyuan had already personally funded the development of a simulated trading practice program, perfectly replicating the real-world environment.
Now, it came in handy.
"Come on, I'll read it, you operate, keep up with my pace!"
"Okay, Mr. Liang!"
"Attention! Price 120 yuan, buy immediately!"
"Roger!!"
At Liang Haiyuan's command, the entire trading room resounded with the crisp sound of keyboard clicks as everyone focused intently on the simulation.
Just as they were engrossed in their practice, someone shouted.
"The...the market is open!!"
"OK! Everyone, enter the trading interface and stand by! Await Chairman Su's instructions!"
After this rehearsal, the traders' confidence had been boosted considerably. Each one held their breath, awaiting Su Hao's command.
However, after the market opened, it was deathly silent.
Time ticked by, an hour passed.
"...It seems no different from usual, calm and peaceful."
"Yeah, if there were a real crash, there should have been some movement at the opening."
Could it be...that nothing will happen tonight?
Just as everyone's nerves relaxed slightly—
"It moved! Holy crap, it moved!"
"What's going on? How...how come all the stocks are plummeting?"
"Did some bad news come out? Are they all collectively bungee jumping together?"
Without warning, the entire market began to shake violently, and stock prices plummeted like a flood bursting its banks!
Among them, the VIX fear index was the most violently shaken!
The index, which had been hovering around 11 o'clock, suddenly surged to 20 in just a few seconds, as if injected with adrenaline!
As everyone stared in disbelief at the charts, that calm, icy voice finally came through their headphones.
[VIX positions, completely liquidated.]
Su Hao's first command was concise, yet filled with an undeniable air of ruthlessness.