At noon the next day, the two of them slowly woke up.
On the way to the plane, Lin Yaowen supported Fan Bingyan.
On the plane, a stewardess said that she envied her for having such a good boyfriend, which made Fan Bingyan blush.
Although she felt sweet in her heart, she still felt that Lin Yaowen was too fierce.
Before coming to Lighthouse Country, Lin Yaowen contacted the head of the investment bank, Moss.
The two of them met at an auction in Shen Zhen and exchanged contact information. At that time, Lin Yaowen did not expect the two of them to have the chance to meet again.
"Young Master Lin, I've already arranged what you want. All the traders are proficient in Chinese, and most of them are from Great Xia.”
Mos sat in an extended Rolls-Royce to pick up Lin Yaowen and the other man and went straight to the Manhattan West Hotel.
While eating with Mos, Lin Yaowen had already told him the purpose of this trip.
Fan Bingyan was shocked by Lin Yaowen's fluent English and his so-called small business.
They would easily invest 3 billion RMB and enter the market with 10 times leverage to buy all the oil futures with a base price of 38 USD per barrel.
Although she didn't know much about this industry, the amount of 3 billion was not small. She didn't know how many years she would have to earn before she could even get a fraction of it.
Mos was also shocked by Lin Yaowen's appetite.
The risk of ten times leverage was huge, not to mention that Lin Yaowen was prepared for a protracted war.
Moreover, the fees for being a trader were also terrifying. Mos predicted that the group of people he arranged would receive at least 100,000 dollars.
Lin Yaowen was not surprised by their reactions. He did not invest all 3.2 billion and left 200 million to prevent any special situations.
After resting in the hotel for three days, Lin Yaowen walked out of the hotel with Fan Bingyan under the terrified gaze of the waiter.
The two of them strolled around the Lighthouse Country and experienced the exotic customs here, as if they had forgotten about the investment.
A few days later, the price of crude oil began to rise.
When he received the news, Mos was having a party, but he was only surprised that Lin Yaowen was indeed capable.
He had a unique vision and acted decisively.
But after a month, he was dumbfounded.
The crude oil actually rose to 68 dollars. Mos immediately found Lin Yaowen and the other man who were playing on the speedboat.
"Young Master Lin, it has increased!"
"Now that crude oil has risen to 68 dollars, we can sell it!”
Mos boarded the boat and rushed towards Lin Yaowen immediately. His surprised expression made Fan Bingyan feel a little amused.
She did not understand what this meant, but earning money did not seem to be difficult for Lin Yaowen.
Lin Yaowen pushed up his sunglasses, raised his hand, and said softly,"There's no hurry. It will still rise."
Seeing that he was unperturbed, Mos stopped in his tracks and was a little stunned.
When it rose to 68 dollars, the 3.2 billion in Lin Yaowen's hands had increased by at least 13 times.
If he sold it now, Lin Yaowen could earn at least 40 billion, which was about 5.8 billion USD.
Mos: " Lin, you're too shocking. You've already earned so much money. Are you really not going to stop?”
Lin Yaowen smiled and shook his head. He slowly lay down and rested his head on Fan Bingyan's thigh.
"If there's nothing else, you can leave."
Mos felt a little helpless as he returned to his speedboat and left quickly.
……
Another two months passed. Mos looked at the computer screen in front of him expressionlessly.
He had no other thoughts about Lin Yaowen, this money-making monster, other than disbelief.
Silently taking out his phone, he dialed Lin Yaowen's number.
"Lin, crude oil has risen to 78 dollars. Aren't you going to sell it?”
He had said this countless times in the past two months, and he was already prepared to hang up.
Unexpectedly, after a moment of silence, a voice came from the other side."I'm on my way to your office.”
Then, he hung up.
Lin Yaowen and Fan Bingyan rushed over very quickly. They were a little surprised to see a group of people waiting for them.
He looked at the big screen in the center and pondered for a moment.
"Throw it." His tone was calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
Everyone was stunned on the spot, as if they did not expect such a casual remark.
However, in the next second, all the traders were in position and frantically sold the futures in their hands.
"Lin, are you human?" Mos held the camera in his hand and jogged to Lin Yaowen's side, punching him on the shoulder.
It was hard for him to imagine that a person could remain calm when the money in his hands had increased by 20 times.
"What do you mean?" Lin Yaowen was a little puzzled.
Mos rolled his eyes and pointed the camera in his hand at the two of them." You're like a robot, Lin! Robots!"
Lin Yaowen and Fan Bingyan looked at each other and smiled, but they realized that there seemed to be suspicion in Fan Bingyan's eyes.
She pinched Lin Yaowen's waist and thought to herself,"It really doesn't look like a human."
Mos took out a cup of water from somewhere." Lin, what do you think about earning more than eight billion dollars?”
"Or rather, from 3 billion to 60 billion RMB, do you have any experience to share?”
" What?!" Fan Bingya exclaimed. More than 8 billion USD?"
So I'm the only one who's in the dark?
Young Master Lin earned 60 billion in just three months?
Fan Bingyan was dumbfounded!
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