At twelve-thirty, when the morning session ended, the index had fallen by one point five percent. Qin Chuan and Yang Conglong's accounts showed a profit of over 1.4 million.
Seeing the extra digits in their accounts, both felt quite pleased. Yang Conglong even whistled as he walked.
The two went out for a lavish lunch and returned to the large trading room at half-past two, to continue monitoring the market's movements.
As the afternoon session opened, the index initially surged, as if someone didn't want it to keep falling. However, it was quickly suppressed by immense short-selling pressure.
The index plunged repeatedly, and by three-fifty, it had fallen to 6550 points, a drop of nearly three percent!
"Close positions! Close all positions!"
Qin Chuan felt that the index had reached a suitable point, very close to what he remembered. Even if it fell further, there wasn't much room left.
Mao Huasheng, who was acting as the trader, swiftly tapped on his keyboard to close the positions.
The trades were completed quickly. When the profits were revealed, Yang Conglong's breathing became rapid, and he clenched his fists tightly. Qin Chuan also found it hard to remain calm.
For the entire day's trading, the profit reached nearly 2.8 million.
This number was truly mind-blowing. Qin Chuan's initial capital was only three million, while Yang Conglong's was double that, meaning his profit was also double Qin Chuan's.
"Hahaha, Qin Chuan, you are truly my god of wealth! You did an amazing job!"
Overjoyed, Yang Conglong gave Qin Chuan a forceful hug.
The combined total of their accounts now exceeded 12.19 million, a staggering change in funds. Even Mao Huasheng was envious.
In just three days, these two young men had a total profit of 3.2 million, as if they were simply grabbing money.
Especially Qin Chuan, who seemed to have an uncanny certainty about the market's ups and downs. Mao Huasheng even suspected if he had some inside information, otherwise, how could he be this divine?
A young stock god! If this continued, they wouldn't need to do anything else in life; just making money in the futures market would make them billionaires and land them on the Forbes rich list.
"Qin Chuan, what's our plan for tomorrow?" Yang Conglong asked excitedly.
Mao Huasheng subtly perked up his ears, eager to hear Qin Chuan's opinion as well.
Unexpectedly, Qin Chuan shook his head. "Let's see when the market opens tomorrow. No rush!"
"That's right, we've already made a lot in these three days. No need to trade every single day!" Yang Conglong said with a smile, putting an arm around Qin Chuan's shoulder. "Let's go, brother's treating tonight. Let's have some fun!"
Having made so much money today, Yang Conglong was in a great mood and naturally wanted to celebrate.
That night, they were at the same "Night Elf" nightclub, the atmosphere buzzing. Qin Chuan and Yang Conglong were surrounded by beautiful women, the mood lively.
After drinking until past eleven, Yang Conglong, with two women in tow, went to bed. Judging by his demeanor, it was going to be another passionate night. Qin Chuan, on the other hand, had to pull out some tips, hand them to the two girls beside him, and send them away, ignoring their wistful expressions.
As a normal male, though he also felt the need and envied his brother-in-law's enjoyment, he ultimately decided not to mess around.
If his brother-in-law found out later that he had designs on Miss Yang, he would be at a severe disadvantage.
Compared to the celestial Miss Yang, these two girls were nothing. Even two of them couldn't compare to a single finger of Miss Yang.
The night passed quickly. Today was August 14th, a Friday!
As usual, Qin Chuan and Yang Conglong arrived at the brokerage firm together.
Their appearance drew the attention of many staff members in the firm. After all, they had made an incredible amount of money in the previous three days.
In just three days, they had gone all-in each time, with ten times leverage, raking in a profit of 3.2 million.
This translated to a net income of over a million per day, a profit anyone would envy.
Fortunately, the futures company was very professional, and the staff were dedicated. Although many had heard about Qin Chuan and Yang Conglong making a fortune, they hadn't spread the news.
Otherwise, the two of them would have become VIP attractions, and they would have lost their peace.
"Boss Qin, Boss Yang, you're here!"
"It's still early. Why don't you both come to my office for a chat? I've already prepared some tea!"
The person warmly welcoming them today was the general manager of the futures brokerage firm, a Mr. Xu Yang, a sharp-looking middle-aged man.
Mao Huasheng was also behind Xu Yang.
Qin Chuan glanced at his watch and saw it was only nine-thirty, with an hour to go before the ten o'clock opening.
"Alright, let's sit down then!" Yang Conglong said with an air of casual indifference. As a member of the Yang family, he was accustomed to such situations and remained composed.
"Please!" Xu Yang gestured invitingly. Qin Chuan and Yang Conglong didn't stand on ceremony and headed towards the general manager's office.
Upon entering, they found tea already brewed on the table, along with fruits, pastries, and other snacks, clearly well-prepared.
After the four sat down, there was some polite small talk. Xu Yang highly praised their performance over the past two days and then subtly began to probe into their backgrounds.
Unfortunately, his plan was destined to fail. Both Yang Conglong and Qin Chuan were no ordinary individuals, and no matter how he steered the conversation, his gains were meager.
"Boss Qin, Boss Yang, actually, it's like this!" Xu Yang finally said. "Today is Friday, so trading will end for the week after today. This Saturday evening, there's a small private reception. It's not for outsiders, but rather for influential figures within this circle."
"While they also trade stocks and futures, most of them focus more on their real businesses! Many of them have considerable influence in this provincial capital. Getting to know each other would be a great opportunity for everyone."
"Are you two interested?"
After Xu Yang finished speaking, Yang Conglong merely raised his eyelids slightly and asked, "Manager Xu, let me ask you something. Among the people you mentioned, how many are worth over a hundred million?"
"Pfft!"
Mao Huasheng, who was drinking tea nearby, coughed violently at the question, his face turning red.
"Sorry! Sorry!" he stammered. "I drank my tea too quickly!"
Xu Yang's expression froze for a moment, while inside, a tempest of emotions raged. The information conveyed in Yang Conglong's brief question was immense, implying that anyone not worth over a hundred million was not worth their attention.
Who was this young man to speak with such arrogance?
"Well... I apologize, there aren't any individuals worth over a hundred million at the moment, but many of them are worth tens of millions." Xu Yang could only offer an awkward explanation.
Qin Chuan, who had remained calm beside him, couldn't help but applaud his brother-in-law internally. This show-off was truly magnificent!
People worth less than a hundred million? What use were they in his eyes? Did they deserve the attention of the esteemed Young Master Yang Long?
"It's fine, then perhaps we can consider it when they're worth over a hundred million," Yang Conglong said, standing up. "It's getting late, the market is about to open!"
Xu Yang quickly nodded obsequiously, urging Mao Huasheng to accompany them.
Long after the three had left, Xu Yang slowly came back to his senses and murmured to himself, "Surname Yang? Worth over a hundred million... there aren't many families with such substantial backgrounds in the entire provincial capital."
"Could it be..." Suddenly, a name came to his mind, his face changing drastically, then transforming into one of intense excitement.