Siheyuan: The Idiot in Charge

Chapter 554 Retirement

Same operation.

Same technique.

This made the investor suspect that the other party was the same person.

And this person is also full of hostility towards his side.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have messed up the place so many times.

Maybe it's my opponent.

What’s even more terrifying is how well this opponent controls timing.

The other party seems to know exactly when our side will enter the market and when we will prepare to cash out.

They were just about to cash out.

The other party started to go crazy and destroy the place.

This is a big loss!

No! It can’t be said that I lost money, but I made a lot less.

Jia Weidong can't care about so many things.

He just wants to make these hot money earn less.

These hot money will just sneak away after making money, but will not stay to develop Hong Kong's economy.

Then there's no need to be polite.

Jia Weidong has pushed down the stock price this time, making it difficult for hot money to push it up.

Because it won’t be long before a fake stock incident that triggers a stock market landmine occurs.

On the first day, the Hang Seng Index dropped 40 points.

The next day, the Hang Seng Index fell another 45 points.

Day three...

Jia Weidong did not pay a price to suppress the stock price.

I could have taken my time.

As a result, the stock with a market value of 20 billion yuan only recovered a little over 15 billion yuan after the sale.

The profit was nearly 5 million less.

Under his crazy suppression, the Hang Seng Index was forced down from 1660 points to 905 points.

All stocks were sold out this time, and a total of more than 80 billion yuan was recovered.

After deducting the initial capital for establishing the position and the interest on the HSBC mortgage loan, he made a huge profit of 75 billion.

It can be said to be a huge profit.

Jia Weidong's net worth also doubled.

After the funds were in place, the first thing Jia Weidong did was to ask Shi Xingyue to pay off the mortgage loan to HSBC and retrieve the mortgaged gold.

It’s better to keep this gold in your own home.

There is no place safer than his space.

The stock price plummeted, and of course the hot money was unwilling to cash out and leave.

Various means were used.

Favorable rumors also began to spread.

The stock price also began to stabilize and rise slowly.

However, just when the Hang Seng Index had been stretched to 1110 points and hot money investors were secretly feeling proud, an accident occurred.

On March 3, fake Hopewell Holdings shares appeared on the market.

three days later.

The Hopewell fake stock case shocked the whole of Hong Kong.

Many retail investors were worried that the stocks they held would become worthless, which suddenly caused market panic and triggered a wave of selling among stock investors.

The stock price began to plunge sharply
Jia Weidong stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor of the China Bank, his fingertips unconsciously stroking his cufflinks.

He seemed to have seen the scene in the trading hall.

The agents in suits were yelling into the phone, their ties askew, like gamblers who had lost a lot of money.

Shi Xinyue hurriedly pushed the door open in her high heels, and the scent of Chanel No. 900, wrapped in the smell of gunpowder from the stock market, hit her face. "Weidong! The Hang Seng Index has fallen below points!"

Shi Xinyue placed the folder on the desk, and her dark green silk shirt was stained with dark marks from sweat.

"Hot money is also frantically selling stocks, and the Hang Seng Index is plummeting."

Jia Weidong smiled!
He suddenly remembered the day when he traveled to Niufang Village in 1960. When Tie Niu stuffed half a steamed bread into his hand, the gaps between his fingernails also showed a bluish-white color.

"Sister-in-law! Use all the funds we get back from the stock market to buy London gold. When the stock price drops below 200 points, we will buy at the bottom."

Do as ordered at the new moon point.

She is now full of admiration for Jia Weidong.

When it comes to the company's investment, if Jia Weidong tells her to go east, she will never go west.

one year later.

Jia Weidong was standing in front of the French window on the top floor of the China Bank. The sunset made his smooth and round skin shine like jade.

Through the glass curtain wall, he saw his reflection overlapping with that of the temporary buyer carrying sacks in the textile factory in 1962 - at that time he had just exchanged the fresh fish in the space for his first Zhongshan suit.

Chu Xiaodan came quickly with the financial statements in her hand, her pearl earrings emitting tiny halos of light in the twilight.

"Hot money liquidated and left the market, and the London gold market made a net profit of 5.2 billion."

She spread the documents on the rattan coffee table and stroked his neck with her hand: "Boss! How come your skin is better than ours?"

Jia Weidong grabbed her hand and chuckled. The martial arts master's energy made his watch vibrate slightly.

1974 years.

Jia Weidong is 29 years old.

Dongsheng Industrial officially exited the market, buying up the stocks of Cheung Kong Holdings, Hong Kong Land and other companies, becoming a major shareholder of many high-quality companies in Hong Kong
1976 years.

Jia Weidong is 31 years old.

After the earthquake, Jia Weidong led all the young and strong people on the farm to rush to the disaster area for rescue.
In 1978, Jia Weidong was 33 years old.

Officially resigned from the steel mill
In 1979, Jia Weidong was 34 years old.

As a logistics support force, Zhou Xiaomi followed the main force to the front line. Jia Weidong applied to accompany him and used the equipment in the space to kill countless enemies.
In 1985, Jia Weidong was 40 years old.

The spring rain came unexpectedly.

In the glass greenhouse of Yuen Long Science Park, Jia Junsheng fiddled with a mobile phone as big as a brick, and the cinnabar mole on his earlobe was faintly visible in the blue light of the display screen.

"Professor Xia said that all base stations in Hong Kong will be covered next month!" The excitement of the young people reminded Jia Weidong of how he felt when he first touched the Eastcom 001 prototype.

At that time, Xia Hantao's eyes were red from working in the laboratory, and he said that Hong Kong would eventually light up the technology tree belonging to the Chinese.

Lou Xiao'e pushed the door open carrying English bone china tea set, her jade bracelet clinking against the tray.

"Li Jiacheng has increased his stake in Hutchison Whampoa for the third time"

Dongsheng Group is thriving.

But you can never make enough money.

As the head of the group, Jia Weidong is tired of such a life.

Now that he was over 40, he decided to retire.

Since then, he has become a legend in Hong Kong business circles.
The Mid-Autumn Festival dinner was held deep in the maple forest of the ecological farm.

Qin Huairu stuffed a crab meat steamed dumpling into Jia Weidong's mouth, and the jade earrings swayed across the fine lines at the corners of her eyes.

Thirty wooden houses are scattered among the thousands of acres of mountains and forests, and each window reflects different times - the blue brick screen wall of the courtyard in 1962, the foundation stone of the Hung Hom Tunnel in 1978, and the gilded invitation card of the Tecom mobile phone conference in 1983.
By the fish pond.

Zhou Xiaomi's fishing rod suddenly vibrated violently.

"Look!" Her hair was lifted by the mountain breeze, and the fishing line was stretched into a silver string under the moonlight. "It's a koi!"

Jia Weidong's fingers cut across the water like a knife, and the martial arts energy created three-foot-high waves.

The koi fell safely into the glass tank in Lou Xiao'e's arms, and the fish's tail swept across the ripples on the water, just like the ripples caused by the pond in Niufang Village when he crossed that day.

As the morning mist swept over the fleet of black Mercedes-Benz cars, Jia Weidong handed the last document to his eldest son.

The edges of the financial statements were polished to a shine by his round fingertips, and the clippings of the 1973 stock market war on the title page quietly slipped off.

The roar of the engine startled the mountain sparrows, the ancient martial arts books on the co-pilot seat were blown open by the wind, and the yellowed photos floated towards the red maple trees on the mountain - on the dirt road in 1960, a silly boy was smiling at the camera, behind him was the mottled lintel of the courtyard house and a future with infinite possibilities.

In the rearview mirror, the first ray of sunshine in the 1990s pierced through the clouds.
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