Chapter 99: Dragon King—Playing Domestic Futures? Let’s See If I Can Crush You!

The next day, Lin Beifan confidently led Angkor into the trading room.

"Financial trading might seem simple—just buying and selling," Lin Beifan explained. "But mastering it is a whole different story!"

"First, the timing of buying and selling is crucial. When to enter and when to exit determines whether you make a profit or a loss, and by how much! Many people spend their entire lives in the market and still can't grasp this fundamental skill."

"Second, you need a strong mental state, unaffected by external noise. The market constantly fluctuates—prices rise and fall unpredictably. You won't always make money right away; in fact, you might face major losses. That's why a solid mindset is key!"

"Third, adaptability is critical. The market is unpredictable. For instance, a sudden war outbreak can cause drastic price swings. You must be sensitive to trends, respond quickly, and follow the market's momentum!"

"And lastly, risk management is essential. But that's a highly specialized topic—we'll get to that later. For now, focus on observing, learning, and familiarizing yourself with the trading market!"

Lin Beifan's lecture was serious and structured, like that of an experienced teacher.

Angkor, however, wasn't particularly interested in finance—his true passion lay in tomb raiding. But in order to gain Lin Beifan's trust and collect intelligence, he pretended to listen attentively, nodding along in agreement.

From the outside, it looked like a dedicated mentor guiding an eager student, a harmonious scene that made the surrounding traders envious.

"This janitor… how did he get personal mentorship from Mr. Lin?"

"Just for exposing some traitors?"

"Or maybe for helping him find a couple of valuable antiques?"

"How is he this lucky?"

Ignoring the whispers, Angkor asked, "Mr. Lin, are we trading stocks, gold, crude oil, or some other financial product today?"

"None of those!" Lin Beifan grinned. "Today, we're playing with domestic commodity futures!"

"Why?"

"Because I got bored of winning in the other markets. Time for something fresh!"

Angkor: "..."

Alright, fine. You're the boss. Do whatever you want!

"Open a domestic commodity futures account!"

With Lin Beifan's command, the large screen in the trading room switched to the domestic futures market interface. Numbers flickered in various colors, making Angkor's head spin.

Lin Beifan briefly explained commodity futures, but Angkor barely retained any of it. He only grasped the basics: you could go long (betting prices would rise) or short (betting they would fall). As long as you followed the market trend correctly, you could make money.

He also understood that futures trading operated on a margin system, meaning a single dollar could be leveraged into multiple dollars' worth of trading power. The standard leverage in futures was 10x, meaning both risk and profit potential were multiplied by ten.

"That's the general idea! The more you engage with the market, the better you'll understand it!"

"Thank you for the lesson, Mr. Lin!" Angkor responded.

Just then, Lin Beifan's gaze locked onto the big screen. His eyes sparkled.

"A great entry point just opened up! Buy 100 lots of soybean futures—right now!"

"Yes, Mr. Lin!" The trader immediately executed the order.

Angkor's heart pounded. The opportunity had come!

"Mr. Lin, I need to use the restroom real quick!"

"Go ahead!"

Angkor slipped away to the bathroom, pulled out his phone, and quickly sent a message:

"Lin Beifan is going long on domestic soybean futures!"

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At Longya Capital Headquarters…

A man in black received the message and reported to Dragon King Zhao Tian.

"Dragon King! Angkor just sent word—Lin Beifan has gone long on domestic soybean futures!"

Zhao Tian swirled his wine glass and chuckled. "The intel came in quickly. Good work, Angkor!"

"He actually chose soybean futures?"

A cold smirk curled on Zhao Tian's lips. "Lin Beifan, you had countless choices, but you just had to pick this one. If you were playing international futures, I might not be able to touch you—too much capital involved. But domestic? And in soybeans? Let's see if I can destroy you!"

He stepped forward and swept his gaze over his subordinates. "You all know what to do, right?"

The men in black, seated before their trading terminals, responded in unison: "Yes, Dragon King!"

"Good. Start shorting soybeans immediately! Crush the price!" Zhao Tian ordered.

"Understood, Dragon King!" His traders sprang into action.

Zhao Tian grinned triumphantly.

To take down Lin Beifan, he had prepared 30 billion yuan in trading capital, with an additional 20 billion on standby—a total war chest of 50 billion yuan!

Meanwhile, Lin Beifan's available capital was estimated to be around 10 to 15 billion yuan at most.

With a 3-to-1 advantage in capital, real-time insider information, and a strategic ambush, the odds were overwhelmingly in Zhao Tian's favor.

"If I can drain Lin Beifan's funds and cripple his financial growth, even losing 50 billion will be worth it!" Zhao Tian clenched his fists.

"Lin Beifan, let's see how you handle this!"

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Back at Lin Beifan's trading room…

After sending his message, Angkor returned with a spring in his step.

"The information has been leaked to Zhao Tian, and he will definitely move to crush Lin Beifan! Zhao Tian is the heir of a hidden financial dynasty, with near-limitless wealth and elite financial analysts at his disposal!"

"I refuse to believe that, even with this insider edge, we won't take down Lin Beifan!"

"Hurry up! I want to see his face when he starts losing money!"

Whistling, Angkor strutted back into the trading room.

But as soon as he stepped inside, he noticed an unusual commotion—everyone was busier than before!

"Mr. Lin, what's going on?"

Lin Beifan turned to him with a radiant smile.

"Oh, nothing much. Right after you left, I placed another order—to short 200,000 lots of soybean futures!"

"The trade size is quite large, so the team has been busy executing it!"

Angkor: "..."

Wait… WHAT?!