"You're really smart!"
Niusen sighed in despair.
"Will, there won't be seventy million anymore. By the time we close the short positions, getting fifty million would be good."
"It can't be that bad, right..."
"You calculate it, how much it needs to rise for us to avoid a loss, just roughly estimate it."
"Forty-two percent, just forty-two percent. That's without considering the short positions. If we start covering now, in the future, maybe just a twenty-five percent rise would be enough to break even!"
Geweil quickly said.
(Rough calculations, the precise details are too intricate to explain clearly, please understand)
"Ha ha ha, I really have an extraordinary younger brother, Will, you're truly amazing!"
Niusen burst into a bitter laugh.
"First, I allowed you to use margin trading outside of the exchange, which I approved. But when did I ever say you could use margin trading on the exchange as well?"
