"Director Zhu, please speak."

"The Xiangwu Branch of Shengmin Petroleum Group not long ago did not operate WTI oil futures very smoothly. Mr. Chen hopes that Comrade Nan can give them some guidance."

"It's not going well, the guidance... I want to help them unpack and close their positions." Nan Yi quickly realized the meaning across the phone, "Director Zhu, who should I contact?"

"Huang Enmin."

"Okay, I'll get in touch with him as soon as possible."

Putting the microphone back on the table, Nan Yi picked up the satellite phone again.

"Lu Fu, take a trading team to Shengmin Petroleum Group of the Bank of China Building and find someone named Huang Enmin. You should be long and help them operate for a while. You can withdraw without losing money."

"Nansheng, if their position building cost is too high, it will be difficult to avoid losses."

"Do your best. This time it's not a business, but it's better than a business. You can concentrate on trading and don't have to contact each other too much. When you arrive, keep on talking to me."

"clear."

After finishing the call, Nan Yi turned on the TV, one was transferred to the Baghdad TV station, and the other was watching the domestic "World Today".

The news in Baghdad was almost interesting. The strong-mouthed king, Yin Lak's most mysterious department, the director of the War Bureau, the old American shells hit the feet, and was still clamoring that the National Guard beat the United States to the point of urination. Sahaf, who had not started to be responsible for the news work, has now been cute and stupid.

The statement in "World Today" is very restrained, only saying that Yin Lak has turned to "static defense".

After pressing the remote control for a few times, the Wanshoutai, which transferred the signal from Seoul, became much more interesting. The female host Kang was excited. The whole process of Simida and Yin Lak's attack on Kuwait was grafted to anti-American, and the United States was always full of pissing.

There is no scene of a rifle fighting a fighter, and it is still a little bit worse.

Nan Yi has watched a movie that said that a secret force sneaked into Seoul and was surrounded and intercepted by South Korean troops. In order to cover his comrades, the second male lead was shot hundreds of times, and finally thought of the great general who was resurrected in full blood. The 58 automatic rifle from the sky was directly wiped out.

Finally, the entire secret force successfully completed the mission and returned to Pyongyang without causing any casualties.

After spat, Nan Yi pressed the remote control and adjusted the TV to Saudi Arabia's channel. Saudi Arabia sent many reporters on the front line, and many combat scenes of other national TV stations were provided by them.

Knock knock knock knock knock.

"Come in."

Liu Zhen pushed open the door and glanced inside, "Have you finished calling?"

"It's over."

"oh."

Liu Zhen pulled a chair and sat next to Nan Yi, "Where did you call me just now?"

"It's from Grandpa Chen Feng's office."

"Can you say the content of the phone?" Liu Zhen was very interested in knowing.

"Nothing big is the matter, it's just about oil futures. Shengmin Petroleum is trapped in speculation of futures, so I'll help them wipe their butts."

"Hmm? Mr. Chen called you directly?"

"No, the people in the office."

Liu Zhen thought for a while and said, "It may not be what Mr. Chen means, right?"

"Chen Feng called me Comrade Nan Yi, is it no longer important?"

Liu Zhen nodded, "I understand, if it's a private matter, Chen Feng would tell you through his personal relationship, right?"

"almost."

"Oh." Liu Zhen responded and said, "Tell you something about your son. Yao Lan has asked me and said that his son's arithmetic is very good, but he just doesn't do the questions according to Yao Lan's teachings and always does his own set."

"What are you referring to? Kindergartens don't teach too complicated things, they just add, subtract, multiply and divide. Is there any problem-solving steps?"

"It's not a problem-solving step, it's his own way of solving problems. I'm afraid that he will develop a habit if he continues like this. There will be problems in the math exam in the future, and there will be standard answers in the exam." Liu Zhen said worriedly.

"Don't think too much. My son's math talent is better than you and me. I have to say that he has passed the Fields Medal, but as long as he is interested, he can work hard in the direction of a mathematician, even if he is just a parallel person in the end.

Today, how can our son change his life through the college entrance examination?

Why should there be a standard answer?

It is because our education is to cultivate industrial workers with a certain level of knowledge in batches. Standard answers mean manufacturing standard parts, the whole society is modular, and there is no need to worry about which part is broken. There is always a bunch of parts that come down from assembly lines.

My son can only make standard parts for a while, not for a lifetime. He either becomes a manager or jumps out and takes a path of innovation. I hope to discover new things without doing, rather than copying and pasting.

I don’t know that mathematicians can’t do it by doing standard answers. This summer, I took Wuwei to visit Boole Gain, Lion, and Yorkz to let him learn some of the experience of winning the Fields Medal from his predecessors.”

"Wow, Nan Yi, you are really shameless. After saying this, you pushed your son to the ranks of mathematicians." Liu Zhen sarcastically.

"Yeah, President Liu is President Liu, he is selfless. Others introduce his son to be a dog. When you introduce him, was he a sinister son, or was he a mother born but not a mother? "

"My surname is Nan, do you want to quarrel again, right?" As soon as Nan Yi said, Liu Zhen immediately became furious.

"Whoever wants to quarrel, go out for me? This is my study." Nan Yi patted his forehead, "Well, such a big country cannot accommodate a quiet desk. I should have been a physicist. Later generations will summarize several laws of Nan Yi, the first law of Nan Yi, the ninthly law of Nan Yi, the ninety-ninth law of Nan Yi, the law of Nan Yi traveling, etc., and every three days.

The southern sky should stand, raise the battle flag, kill Liu Gou, and give this world a bright world."

"The channel is jumping very quickly. You can just sell your mouth." Liu Zhen took the remote control from the table and switched the channel to Shanghai and Hai Station. The variety show "60 Seconds Intelligence Competition" is being broadcast on the TV.

Nan Yi shook his head, gave up the study to Liu Zhen, and ran to Nan Wuwei's room.

"Son, what are you playing?"

Nan Wuwei stared at the screen and said without looking back: "Age of Discovery, Dad, I'm almost buying all the ports."

"Oh, a business game."

Nan Yi walked behind Nan Wuwei and stared at the computer screen. The picture quality was too poor. After a while, he lost interest. His eyes left the screen and moved downward. At first glance, he saw the bright lock hanging on the drawer.

"Why is the drawer still locked? Is it my own little secret?"

"There is no secret. In order to prevent my mother from peeking, Dad, Mom will sneak through my drawer."

Nan Yi smiled gently, "You caught me right?"

"No, I got welded down, and the paper scraps clipped to the drawer fell to the ground."

"The paper confetti is too obvious. Next time I change my hair or vibration sensor, why don't my dad bring you an infrared alarm?"

"Uh... it's useless. I don't dare to say anything when I know my mother turned over. My mother can hit people."

"Your mother is that temper, don't provoke her."

Nan Wuwei paused the game, turned around, looked at Nan Yi and said, "I didn't provoke her. My mother wanted to teach me a lesson if she had something to do. She also told me that she couldn't eat enough when she was a child and had to work every day. She also said that I was born with a golden spoon in her mouth, so how could it be..."

Nan Yi walked up and picked up Nan Wuwei, scraped Nan Wuwei's nose with his right hand, "Haha, your mother must be jealous of you because you are so happy."

After touching his nose, Nan Wuwei said disgustedly: "Dad, don't shave my nose, you will be scraped down."

"If it collapses, it will be pressed again for you. Is Pinocchio's good?"

"Not good." Nan Wuwei patted Nan Yi's hand, "Dad, let me go, I'm going to pass the level soon."

"Um."

Letting go of Nan Wuwei, Nan Yi continued to watch him play games.

...

On the other side of Xiangwu, Nian Lufu knew very well what kind of company Shengmin Petroleum was, and also knew what Nan Yi said on the phone. After saying hello to Zhao Shixian, he called py Securities' most capable trading team back to the company, and a group of people walked to the Bank of China Building with laughter and laughter.

After negotiating with the security guards on the first floor at the Bank of China Building, the group went upstairs to enter the office area of ​​Shengmin Petroleum.

As soon as he entered the office area, Nian Lufu dialed Nanyi's satellite phone.

Wrapped in a military coat and brewed a pot of tea. Nan Yi put on his wireless headphones and sat in the yard. Hearing that Nian Lufu and Huang Enmin had finished greetings across the phone, he was invited into the operating room.

Nian Lufu: "Huang Sheng, what price is the warehouse built? How many barrels?"

Huang Enmin: "Average $27 to build a position, 4 million barrels."

Nian Lufu looked up at the two large screens in front of the trading room, namely the futures prices in WTI, New York and Brent, London.

"Huang Sheng, how much money do you have to use?"

"Not less than ten million dollars."

"I want exact numbers." Nian Lufu frowned.

"Xiao Zhu, come and tell Mr. Nian."

Huang Enmin is already in a state of great anxiety and is not in the mood to remember the specific amount. Shengmin Petroleum’s warehouse is not that it cannot be closed, but that Huang Enmin dares not to settle it. Once the position is closed, it means that Shengmin Petroleum’s oil loss is close to 30 million US dollars, and he cannot afford this responsibility.

“$8,274,017.”

"I want 6 million to transfer to your account in Brent and 2 million to your account."

Nian Lufu's order, the young man who asked Xiao Zhu did not immediately execute it, but looked at Huang Enmin.

Huang Enmin said angrily: "See what I do, go and execute it."

"Brent opens today, real-time."

“20,2005.”

Nian Lufu himself brought the trader's clean and neat response.

"Build a position, 3 million barrels, 50 times leverage, short." Nian Lufu observed the market trend again and ordered.
To be continued...