Vol 2 Chapter 495: What is a political mission

"Just received news, the Planning Commission requested the North Iron and Steel Plant to put 500,000 tons of reserve steel products on the market, including 300,000 tons of wire rod and 200,000 tons of round steel, to stabilize the prices of wire rod and round steel."
In the living room of the villa in the suburbs of Beijing, Sun Zhenjiang was half-lying on the couch, with a teasing smile on his face, and said to Pittston, who was sitting in front of a computer.
"This is the 6th time the Planning Committee of your country has used reserve steel." Pittston opened a form, filled in the numbers that Sun Zhenjiang said, and commented: "According to the information we have, the Planning Commission The total steel reserves are less than 10 million tons, but now more than a month later, they have used 4 million tons. It seems that the officials in charge of this matter are very impatient. "
"That is of course." Sun Zhenjiang said, "Stabilizing steel prices is a request from the highest level. In China, this is called a political mission. Lao Pi, do you know what a political mission is? A political mission is at all costs. The task you want to complete, can you say that the old guys from the Planning Commission can't bear it? "
Pittston was accustomed to being called "old skin." He shrugged and said, "I like the political tasks you have proposed at the highest level. If this is not the case, we may not be able to mobilize so easily. Reserves. "
"The Planning Commission replenishes the market this time, shouldn't we start with a part?" Sun Zhenjiang sat upright and asked Pittston seriously.
Sun Zhenjiang and Meson Fund jointly prepared to speculate on the steel market. Pittston was the trader sent by Meson Fund. Strangely, in the process of the Planning Commission continuously throwing out reserves in order to stabilize the price of steel, Pittston was not eager to stock up, but let Sun Zhenjiang contact other trading companies to stock up to maintain the tight supply and demand situation in the market. Watching companions hoard tens of thousands of tons of steel. Sun Zhenjiang was so anxious that he became more and more opaque to Pittston's strategy.
Pittston grinned: "Don't worry, we have some time to stock up. Isn't there 6 million tons of steel in the planning committee's hand, are you still worried that we don't have enough stock?"
"I don't mean this." Sun Zhenjiang said, "I mean, the price of steel is rising every day. If you stock up a day earlier, the price is lower, don't you earn more? Wait for everyone to stock up all the low-priced steel, let's Isn't it a loss to buy at a high level? "
"On the surface, it is indeed a loss." Pittston sold off.
"This is not just a superficial thing, right?" Sun Zhenjiang said angrily. Pittston's words are too dragging. If it was replaced by someone else, Sun Zhenjiang would have been facing each other for a long time. But for Pittston, Sun Zhenjiang dare not take action. He knows that behind the other side is a large consortium that he can only look up to, and whether this time the success of the speculation in the steel market depends entirely on the efforts of the consortium.
"Sun, don't be anxious. I hope you can learn the method of capital operation from this operation." Pittston said in a kind of heart.
"You still call my name." Sun Zhenjiang said, Americans like to call other people's surnames, and if Sun Zhenjiang's surname is called alone, it will feel a little bit of a loss. Sun Zhenjiang would rather call his name.
Pittston shrugged again and changed his title to say: "Mr. Sun. I hope you remember that in this operation, we are bookmakers, not ordinary traders. Our funds must be kept to the most critical It can be used at the time of this, so as to form the most effective impact on the market.
At this price, a large number of retail customers are willing to stock up. Then let them use up the reserves of the Planning Commission. When the price rises to more than 3,000 yuan, or even 3,200 yuan or 3,400 yuan, these people may wait and see, or even prepare to ship at any time. At this time, there must be a strong fund injected into the market. Continue to raise prices to make the market truly crazy. If you think about it, who can mobilize such a large sum of money besides us? "
"I understand this," Sun Zhenjiang said helplessly. "But we didn't buy until 3200 or 3400. In case the price stopped there, wouldn't we just do it for nothing? Laopi, you really believe we can put Is the price over 4000? "
"I have the most accurate calculation model here, and you can be completely trusted." Pittston pointed confidently with the 486 computer in front of him. "Steel is a commodity with rigid requirements. Manufacturers can not buy Mercedes-Benz cars, but They have to buy steel, and they will buy it no matter how much the price of steel rises. For downstream manufacturers, they can share the cost of extra steel on their own products. This is called ... um, right, called Raising policy prices is something your government allows. "
"I'm always a bit unreliable," Sun Zhenjiang muttered, but, after all, he decided to do as Petzton arranged. He always felt that although he was already a billionaire, he was only a soiled bun in the international perspective. If he wants to become a
foreign bun
, he must learn the way of Westerners to do business. This cooperation with the Meson Fund is his attempt to transform himself.
"Sun, you can rest assured that the Meson Fund has never missed. You just need to do as I requested. Well, now you call Liang Heling and let them find a way to get the Planning Commission's 500,000 tons. Steel eats. "Pittston said.
Sun Zhenjiang copied a "big brother" from his side and called his friend Liang Zhaohui:
"Hey, Liang Zi, what are you doing?"
"Zhenjiang, what else can I be busy with? I'm going to dinner. My grass, buddies are drinking with people these days, and they are almost drinking and lying down." Liang Zhaohui said in a bitter tone on the phone.
"Anyone at the bank?" Sun Zhenjiang knew very well what Liang Chaohui was doing, knowing that he was running between banks for the purpose of loan.
Liang Zhaohui said: "Isn't it? I can't talk about something at the wine table right now? I'm using the banner of my old man to go to his old men. It's impossible for everyone to be a good thief now. He doesn't have any feelings. Admit, people only look at the "present."
Sun Zhenjiang smiled and said, "I believe you can do it. By the way, Liang Zi, I tell you, there is news from the Planning Commission, saying that a batch of reserves may be released recently and put into several markets. Pittston means, let your brothers and sisters eat this batch of goods, you can't let the Planning Commission keep the price down. "
When Liang Zhaohui heard about this, he opened his mouth and sentenced Guo Guo: "My grass, the old man of the Planning Commission is crazy. Have you put in five or six batches of steel reserves in such a month? Zhenjiang, how many tons this time? "
"The news I heard is 500,000 tons, 300,000 tons of wire, and 200,000 tons of round steel." Sun Zhenjiang said.
"Zhenjiang, you have to buy a plane ticket to fly over and suffocate me." Liang Zhaohui yelled, "500,000 tons, all of them cost more than ten billion yuan. Where can I get so much money?"
"Find a few more people, let's eat together." Sun Zhenjiang said.
Liang Zhaohui lowered his voice and said:
"Zhenjiang, you said that Petzton's words were reliable and unreliable? The Planning Commission kept putting reserves out. We are now eating a batch when we see one. When is the head? There is enough steel on the side, so we can't eat it at all, aren't we blind?
Now the price of wire is 2800 yuan per ton, I think it is already quite high. If I sell the goods in front of 2,200, if I sell it out now, I will make a net profit of 600 per ton, pay off the loan interest, and I can still get down to 20 million. almost. If we continue to drag on like this, if the price does not rise but falls, we will be stuck. "
Sun Zhenjiang said disdainfully: "I said Liang Zi, you are a little bit tempted, you will be satisfied? 10 or 20 million is enough for now? Why do we have to run hundreds of millions for this one? Earn. People ’s meson funds are international players, and some have experience. Pittston said that this round of steel prices must rise to at least 4500, and then at that time, how much can you earn?

"4500?" Liang Zhaohui grinned over the phone. He did not believe that steel prices could rise to that level, but Sun Zhenjiang said so eloquently, and there was an endorsement provided by the meson fund, and Liang Zhaohui could not say anything. .
For this time participating in the speculation of steel, Liang Zhaohui quite felt aboard the thief ship, but it was easy to get off the boat and difficult, coupled with his own greed, so he could not help coming to the present. For Sun Zhenjiang's great future, he was not convinced, but since Sun Zhenjiang predicted that steel prices could rise to 4500, maybe 4000 could be achieved. In this case, he does not have to rush to ship.
Regarding eating up the reserve steel thrown out by the Planning Commission, Liang Zhaohui is understandable ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Only by continuously creating the shortage of the market, can the price keep rising. Whether it is steel users or some retail investors involved in speculation, there is a mentality of buying up and not buying down. Their current approach is to raise the price to attract everyone to buy it, so that the price will rise further.
As for when to sell goods, it needs to be very accurately grasped. It was a pity to throw it early, but it was caught late. Sun Zhenjiang explained to Liang Zhaohui that he had to listen to his instructions to decide when to sell the goods. However, Liang Zhaohui did not want to rely on Sun Zhenjiang's net worth of several hundred million yuan. He decided to clear the stock before Sun Zhenjiang's dumping, so as not to become the last stick in this relay race.
He thought this way, but Liang Zhaohui wouldn't tell the wind to Sun Zhenjiang. He answered on the phone: "Well, Zhenjiang, I listen to you, contact a few more people and try to eat these steels. "
Hanging up Sun Zhenjiang's phone, Liang Zhaohui sighed and dialed another number on the elder brother. Hearing the connection sound from the microphone, he brewed his feelings and said with a smile: "Hey, President Rao? I'm Xiaoliang. Are you free tonight, I want to invite you out to sit Sit. "(To be continued ...)
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