Return to 88: Starting from Marrying My Sister-in-law

"boom--!"

The invisible thunderclap did not explode in the gloomy sky of the port city, but rather directly in the depths of every trader's eardrums, on every market data screen flashing with cold numbers, and on every heart repeatedly ravaged by fear and greed, it exploded violently!

The news that the Hong Kong government was using its foreign exchange reserves to rescue the market with an initial bailout of HK$70 billion was like dropping a nuclear bomb on parched, desperate land.

Following closely behind, the resounding declaration by the leaders of the People's Bank of China that "the country's foreign exchange reserves of 1700 billion are ready at any time and we will never sit idly by" instantly elevated the yield of this nuclear bomb to a level that could change the world!

The first battle is the final battle!
The reason is cruel and direct: the Hong Kong government's entire fortune consists of these 70 billion dollars.

This is an all-in, no-holds-barred bet!

The central bank's statement has laid an unshakable foundation of national credit for this final battle, completely shattering the short sellers' last illusion of "draining the Hong Kong government's ammunition."

Signal!

An incredibly clear and incredibly strong reversal signal!

As soon as the news came out.

Lu Yang, who had been waiting for this moment, immediately issued a swift command to Chen Fan:
"Chen Fan! The time has come!"

"Target: Core Hong Kong Stocks, Full Power!"

"Especially Lianxiang's stock, sweep it up, no matter the cost, eat up all the sell orders, I want its K-line to stand up from the floor within five minutes!"

"Yes, boss! Understood!" Chen Fan's roar was filled with excited, broken voice, and all the blood in his body rushed to his head.

He whirled around, his eyes bloodshot, his body, already taut like a bowstring, bursting with astonishing energy as he roared at the trading room, which had been deathly silent for a moment, then ignited by immense hope:

"The boss's order: the all-out offensive begins!"

"Target: LNXY, and all quality blue chips! ALL IN! Sweep them up! Eat up all the sell orders! Hurry! Hurry!! Hurry!!!"

"Roger that!"

"Done!"

"Come on!"

The entire trading room instantly transformed into a boiling volcano.

After weeks and months of suppression, the traders who had been repeatedly testing the edge of the abyss, roared like beasts injected with a stimulant.

The sound of the keyboard was no longer a sparse, tentative tapping, but had turned into a thunderous roar like a storm!
The sound of mouse clicks was as dense as popping beans!

On the screen, countless pre-set buy orders of huge sums of money, like a torrent of steel bursting its banks, crashed into the precarious Hong Kong stock market with overwhelming force!

The first to be hit was LNXY, which was ravaged by short sellers to just HK$6.3 per share!

Chen Fan's team's covert operations over the past few months have been like digging countless underground channels under a dried-up riverbed.

At this moment, the gates are fully open!

The nearly 5% (precisely controlled at 4.99%) of chips secretly acquired in the early stages were the fuse that had been planted long ago.

Lu Yang's order to "sweep up the goods regardless of cost" was the spark that ignited the fuse!
Energy level!

A terrifying, visible, geometrically exploding amount of energy!
It burst forth instantly on the Lianxiang betting platform!

6.31… 6.35… 6.42… 6.50…!
The K-line is no longer the weak struggle of a dying fish, but rather like being violently pulled out of the mud by an invisible giant hand, shooting upwards, upwards, and upwards again at an almost vertical angle!

The massive short positions piled up on the sell side, intended to completely crush the stock price, melted away in the blink of an eye like snow under the scorching sun in the face of the overwhelming torrent of Lu Yang's funds!
7.00!

The integer threshold was breached in one go!

7.50!

8.00!

The momentum is overwhelming!

The trading hall, brokerage terminals, and all investors who were following Lianxiang were stunned by this crazy surge that completely defied "common sense".

This isn't a backlash, it's retaliation!

It was a trial that pronounced the death penalty on short sellers!

And in this breathtaking, vertically escalating "beginning" phase, one cold and precise critical point after another is instantly breached!

The exchange's central monitoring system detected the unusual activity of the group of accounts linked to that name, which had already been flagged, almost within the first minute after the surge in trading volume.

The massive buying volume, combined with the existing stock in the previous "hidden channels," undoubtedly surpassed that crucial number in the system's backend calculation model.

"drop--!!!"

The Hong Kong Stock Exchange's equity disclosure system automatically triggered an alarm.

A cold, formally worded "Notice of Changes in Major Shareholders' Equity" that was enough to shake the entire market was automatically generated and reviewed by the system and then forcibly pushed out and released immediately!
Announcement: Lianxiang Group (LNXY.HK)

Changes in shareholding:

Shareholder Name: Lu Yang (and/or persons acting in concert)
Shareholding percentage before the change: < 5% (below the disclosure threshold)
Post-change shareholding percentage: 5.17%
Nature of change: Increase in holdings (purchased on the market)
……

This announcement, like a silent thunderbolt, struck precisely at the headquarters of Lianxiang in Beijing, right above Liu Zhi, who was standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, bewildered by the "mysterious" surge in stock prices!

Just a second ago, Liu Zhi was staring intently at the gravity-defying green K-line on the screen, his heart pounding and his brain racing, trying to understand why this sudden "market rescue injection" would first and so violently affect the dying Lianxiang.
Could it be... could it be that the "mystery buyer"...?
The next second, a terminal on his desk, specifically designed to receive important information from the stock exchange, suddenly emitted a piercing alarm sound!
On the screen, the announcement that had just been forcibly pushed, the name he never dreamed of yet felt like a nightmare—"Lu Yang (and/or persons acting in concert)"—and that glaring "5.17%" were like a red-hot iron, burning hard onto his retina and piercing through all his luck and doubts!
"Boom——!"

Liu Zhi felt as if his brain had been completely pierced by this invisible thunderbolt!
My body jolted violently, my vision went black, and I almost lost my balance. I staggered and grabbed the cold glass of the floor-to-ceiling window for support.

The icy touch sent a shiver down his spine, but it did nothing to dispel the bone-chilling cold that instantly spread from his feet throughout his body, and... utter horror! It was him!

It really was him!!
The "mysterious buyer" who silently "supported" the HK$6.3 bottom in the deep swamp!
That "market savior" is now pulling Lianxiang's stock price back from the brink of collapse with overwhelming force!
It was none other than Lu Yang, whom Liu Zhi had painstakingly tried to suppress, defeat, and even bring in the Hong Kong Li family conglomerate to tear him apart!
why? !

Why did he step in to "save" Lianxiang when it was in its most dangerous and vulnerable moment, and when he himself was in the most disheveled state?
A sense of utter absurd confusion had just arisen when it was immediately crushed by his businessman's shrewdness and his cold, insightful understanding of the whole situation!
save?
Shit!

That kid wasn't saving Liu Zhi, nor was he saving Lian Xiang!

They are taking advantage of this massive crisis triggered by Soros, and the ultimate market rescue signal jointly issued by the Hong Kong government and the central bank of the mainland, to carry out a textbook-level financial hunt with millisecond precision!

They quietly infiltrated during the darkest hour of panic, acquiring chips at near-free prices; and then, at the first sign of dawn and the start of the bulls' counterattack, they boldly raised their hands, declaring their dominance!

What they are seizing is control of Lianxiang and the astronomical profits that will come from a future retaliatory rebound in the stock price!

It is a double crown of fame and fortune!
The immense sense of humiliation of being manipulated was instantly overwhelmed by an even stronger sense of crisis and fear that almost consumed him!

Fame and fortune!
These two things that Liu Zhi cherished as his life were being greedily and ruthlessly seized by that kid surnamed Lu right in front of him in an almost humiliating manner!

And he, like a fool, only woke up from his dream when the other party bared his fangs and entered the room!
"No--!!"

A distorted, hoarse roar was squeezed out of Liu Zhi's throat.

He was like a cornered beast, driven to the brink of despair, his eyes bloodshot, all reason, calculation, and dignity cast aside.

He frantically and almost frantically pulled his phone from his suit pocket, his fingers trembling so violently that he dialed the wrong number several times.

He couldn't imagine how painful it would be to face that kid's attitude the next time the board of directors convened to discuss the company's next stage of development, if that kid got more company stock and became a board member with a higher shareholding than him. Moreover, he had many plans in mind that would probably be difficult to implement.

"toot toot"

The call finally connected, and before the other person could even speak, a sharp, distorted voice, filled with extreme urgency and fear, ripped through the deathly silence of the office:

"Hurry!!! It's me!! Liu Zhi!! Listen up! Immediately!! By any means necessary! Mobilize all available funds! All of them! Right now! Buy! Buy Lianxiang!! Buy Hong Kong stocks!! Hurry!!! What's the price now?!... Ignore the price!! Buy them!! Buy them at all costs!! Hurry!!!"

He roared, spittle flying onto the phone screen, as if if he hesitated even a second longer, the "fame" and "fortune" that symbolized power and wealth would be completely devoured by Lu Yang.

Just as Liu Zhi's hysterical roar echoed over Beijing, far away in New York, at the headquarters of Tiger Fund...

A briefing bearing the same name "Lu Yang" and detailing the storm he had just stirred up in the Hong Kong stock market was gently placed on Soros's large mahogany desk.

Next to the briefing was Lu Yang's business card!

This may be the first time the name of this young Eastern financial tycoon has officially appeared on the desk of this Wall Street financial giant in such a way.

Soros's gaze swept over the keywords on the briefing, such as "Century Group," "5.17% shareholding increase," "buying regardless of cost," and "cooperating with market rescue," and then glanced at the concise and powerful Chinese name on the business card.

For the first time, a clear emotion appeared on his weathered face, which was accustomed to remaining indifferent during financial storms.

It wasn't anger, but a complex expression—a mixture of wariness, appreciation, and deep resentment—of having met a worthy opponent yet feeling that the tide had turned against them.

“Century Group…Lu Yang…” Soros murmured, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table.

He realized that the identity of the "mysterious buyer" who had helped Lianxiang stabilize its stock price twice, around HK$9 and HK$6, had finally been revealed.

It was this young man from the East who, from the shadows, precisely supported the weakest link in the short sellers' expectations, depleting their momentum. And at this moment, in conjunction with the Hong Kong government and the mainland's all-out effort to make the "first battle the final battle," he delivered the most fatal blow to the entire international short seller camp.

On the screen, the Hang Seng Index's candlestick chart is violently surging at a heart-stopping pace, and the loss figures for short positions are jumping wildly.

Soros's eyes were sharp as a hawk's as he quickly assessed the situation.

The determination shown by the Hong Kong government and the central bank of mainland China is devastating. The bullet has been fired and the target is clear: to win in one fell swoop and completely crush the confidence of the short sellers.

Lu Yang's Century Group is the sharpest and most active dagger in this "final battle".

Rushing in now to fight head-on would be like throwing an egg against a rock.

"Humph……"

A cold snort, its meaning unclear, escaped Soros's nose.

The last trace of hesitation in his eyes vanished, replaced by a resolute coldness.

He picked up the internal communicator, his voice regaining its usual calmness, yet carrying an undeniable authority:
"Notify all relevant accounts that short positions in the Hang Seng Index and key blue-chip stocks... close them immediately! Exit the market as quickly as possible, at any cost!"

After giving the order, his gaze returned to Lu Yang's business card, and he lightly tapped it with his finger, his eyes becoming deep and dangerous.

“Lu Yang…Century Group…Very good. The first battle is the final battle? You’ve won this game in Hong Kong.” He murmured, a cold smile curving his lips.

"But capital never sleeps... Hunters of the East, we'll meet on the next battlefield."

A familiar name had already surfaced in his mind!

That island nation that once experienced the peak of the bubble economy and is now mired in an economic recession.

There, perhaps there are still prey, there are still opportunities, and we will certainly be able to recover the losses Tiger Fund has suffered.

hehe--

If Soros is not mistaken, that wondrous young man from the East should not miss this rare opportunity.

By the way, maybe this time we'll be allies again, shorting the island nation that's mired in economic recession together.

This financial tycoon, gazing at the dark clouds outside his skyscraper window, couldn't help but sigh, "It's clear how boring this world is!"

He actually preferred to be Lu Yang's rival!
Setting aside their respective backgrounds, in an island nation mired in economic recession, they engage in another real battle. (End of Chapter)