"Someone is taking over; it's really satisfying."
Seeing transaction after transaction completed, the account's unsettled balance soared, Lu Liang squinted with a smile.
No one taking over is like killing someone and needing to dig a hole to bury them. Someone taking over is like killing someone and then just walking away.
At that moment, Xu Jiawei knocked and entered, informing Lu Liang that his private phone was ringing.
Lu Liang seemed to have anticipated it, not even glancing at the caller ID. He walked out of the trading room, answered the phone directly, and asked with a smile, "Hello, Kamon, what's up?"
"We've taken in nearly 60 billion US Dollars in funds. How much position do you still have left?"
Wilson gritted his teeth, while acknowledging facts separately, he now truly hated them. They seemed to have severely underestimated Tianxing's investment in the Foreign Exchange Market.
"Almost there, actually, there's not that much left."
