December 7, one o'clock in the morning.
The night outside the window was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved.
The light from the computer screen reflected on the three faces, bright and dim.
The price of Bitcoin fluctuates back and forth around 14800, like a trapped beast. It rushes up and is knocked back, and when it falls a little, it is pulled up.
"Here we go again." Chen Xi stared at the screen and tapped his fingers lightly on the keyboard.
"This position has been back and forth five times. Every time it reaches 14850, it is knocked down, and every time it falls to 14750, it is pulled up."
Su Wantang took a closer look, but those red and green K-lines were like a bible to her.
"Is this... good or bad?" she asked softly.
Chen Xi sighed:
"It's hard to say. The Trading Volume song is amplifying, but the price just can't go up. It stands to reason that heavy volume and stagflation are a sign of reaching the top."
She looked at Zhao Chen:
"Zhao Zong, do you want to send out a batch first? What if it's really bad..."
Zhao Chen leaned back on the chair and shook his head.
Of course he knew it wasn't top.
Previous Life At this time, Bitcoin rushed all the way to 19700 US Dollar, setting a new record high.
But he couldn't say.
"Wait a little longer," he said, "Stagflation may also be the final washout."
Chen Xi frowned:
"Wash the dishes? How do you know it's not the top?"
Zhao Chen was silent for two seconds.
Then he said:
"You'll know after you try it."
He sat up and put his fingers on the keyboard:
"Release 10,000 coins and sell them in batches."
Chen Xi was stunned for a moment:
"Xiwanmei? Now?"
Zhao Chen nodded:
"Yes. Eight accounts, each with 5,000 coins, sold in ten lots. Take your time, don't rush."
Chen Xi took a deep breath and started typing on the keyboard with his fingers.
On the screen, a series of sell orders began to appear.
14830, 500 pieces sold.
14825, 500 pieces sold.
14820, 500 pieces sold.
One stroke after another, like water droplets falling into the lake.
Su Wantang stared at the screen nervously, not daring to express his anger.
Five minutes have passed.
Ten minutes have passed.
West ten thousand pieces, all sold.
Chen Xi stared at the final transaction data and slowly opened his eyes:
"Zhao Zong..."
Zhao Chen looked at her:
"Did you notice something was wrong?"
Chen Xi's voice is a little wavy:
"We sold tens of thousands of them, and the price didn't drop at all.
The lowest transaction price is 14,790, the highest is 14,850, and the average is 14,820.
After selling out, the price is still around 14,800."
She paused:
"What does this mean? It means that the funds below are extremely powerful."
Zhao Chen nodded:
"Yes."
Chen Xi's eyes are getting brighter and brighter:
"And have you noticed? When we sold it, the price only fluctuated slightly, and there was no deep hole.
This shows that it is not retail investors who take over the orders, but institutions. Only institutions have this kind of ability to take over."
The more she talked, the more excited she became:
"The fact that institutions have taken over at this position shows that they are optimistic about the market outlook. This rise is not over yet!"
Su Wantang listened in confusion beside him:
"So... it's a good thing?"
Chen Xi turned his head, looked at her, and patiently explained:
"Wantang, let me give you an analogy."
She thought for a while:
"It's just like when you go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. If cabbage sells for two yuan a pound, and you just finished buying it, and someone next to you pays one yuan and a half, it means that the vegetable is not worth two yuan."
Su Wantang nodded.
Chen Xi continued:
"But if after you finish buying it, someone next to you immediately offers two and a half yuan to buy it, which means that the food is cheap and can go up."
She pointed at the screen:
"We just sold 10,000 pieces, which is equivalent to throwing away 10,000 catties of cabbage.
The result? They were sold out in one second, and the price remained stable at 14,800.
What does this mean? It means that the market thinks the price is cheap and is rushing to get it."
Su Wantang thoughtfully:
"So... it's not the top, it's the bottom?"
Chen Xi laughed:
"Yes! It's the bottom. It's the final wash."
She looked at Zhao Chen:
"Zhao Zong, when you said 'give it a try', did you mean to try this?"
Zhao Chen nodded:
"Yeah. If it's really a top, if you drop 10,000 coins, the price will drop by at least 200 points.
Now it's as stable as a rock, which means there's someone holding it underneath."
He paused:
"Now it's certain. This is the last wash before the breakthrough."
Chen Xi was so excited that his face turned red:
"Then let's do it next..."
Zhao Chen said:
"Wait. Wait for it to break through."
He looked at Su Wantang and Chen Xi:
"You guys go to rest first. I'll keep an eye on you."
Su Wantang shakes his head:
"I'm not sleepy."
Chen Xi also said:
"I can't sleep either."
Zhao Chen looked at them and smiled:
"Then you have to rest. It's only one o'clock in the morning. I don't know how long it will take."
He paused:
"Take turns. You two go to bed first, and I'll take the pastry instead."
What else did Su Wantang want to say? Zhao Chen held her hand:
"Go ahead. Be obedient."
Su Wantang glanced at him and finally nodded.
Chen Xi also stood up:
"Then Zhao Zong, we'll exchange it for you."
The two walked into Lounge next to them.
Zhao Chen is the only person left in the office.
He looked at the K-line that had been trading sideways on the screen for a long time, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Previous Life's history told him that this wave of breakthroughs should be quick.
But looking at Chen Xi's suddenly enlightened expression just now, he suddenly felt that this feeling that cannot be spoiled is quite interesting.
He picked up the cold coffee and took a sip.
Keep waiting.
At West Point in the early morning, Su Wantang and Chen Xi pushed the door open on time.
At this time Zhao Chen was already feeling sleepy.
"Zhao Zong." Chen Xi called softly.
Zhao Chen Open your eyes:
"What time is it?"
"Western pastries."
Zhao Chen glanced at the screen:
"Still around 14800!"
Chen Xi leaned over:
"Yes. In the past three hours, the amplitude did not exceed 100 points, and it fluctuated within a narrow range."
Zhao Chen stood up:
"Okay. Just keep an eye on it. If there is any movement, call me."
He walked into Lounge and fell asleep.
Su Wantang and Chen Xi sat in front of the computer, staring at the horizontal line.
"Chen Xi," Su Wantang asked in a low voice, "Do you think you can really break through?"
Chen Xi thought for a while:
"Zhao Zong said there is, then there must be."
She paused:
"And the data on the test disk of 10,000 coins just now is there. Someone is protecting the disk at this position."
Su Wantang nodded and did not ask any more questions.
Two women, one computer, and nothing to talk about all night.
It's around eight o'clock in the morning.
It's already dawn outside the window.
Sunlight filtered in through the gaps in the curtains, casting a few golden light traces on the ground.
Chen Xi rubbed his eyes and stared at the numbers on the screen.
14950.
It rose another 50 points.
She gently pushed Su Wantang next to her:
"Wantang, it's almost eight o'clock, do you want to call Zhao Zong?"
Su Wantang glanced at the screen:
"Is it still rising?"
Chen Xi nodded:
"Yes. In the past half hour, it has risen from 14880 to 14950, an increase of 70 points. It is much better than that time at night."
Su Wantang stood up:
"I'll call him."
As soon as she walked to the door of Lounge, Chen Xi suddenly shouted:
"Wait!"
Su Wantang Look back.
Chen Xi's voice was a little tight:
"14980...14990...15000! Broken!"
Su Wantang was stunned for a moment, then slammed the door open:
"Zhao Chen! Get up! It's 15,000!"
Zhao Chen almost jumped out of bed.
He rushed to the computer in three steps at a time.