I'm the Demon King in Marvel

Chapter 26: Simple and unpretentious stock trading secrets
"Slander! This is blatant slander!"

Lin Haoyi refuted sternly: "The reason why I, the stock god of Shenmao Bureau, have been able to dominate the stock market for so many years is because of my forward-looking vision, keen intuition and rich theoretical knowledge."

"First plan which company's boss to kidnap, then add leverage and short sell. This is called foresight."

Zheng Xian in the video rolled his eyes: "After the stock price went down, he bought the bottom, then released the person and said it was a misunderstanding, and raised the stock price to cash in. This is called being perceptive."

“Then you can’t deny that I have a wealth of theoretical knowledge, otherwise how can I tie one up…” Lin Hao still insisted: “Bah, I always get it right!”

"You mean the theoretical knowledge of making slow-acting poison?"

Zheng Xian glared at Lin Hao and said, "It's enough for others to take advantage of you, but you are so good that you just keep on taking advantage of me!"

"The boss you kidnapped was hospitalized for examination. At first, there was nothing wrong with him. But after you cashed out at a high price, he suddenly found all kinds of problems and made you short sell him!"

This is Lin Hao’s simple and unpretentious secret to stock trading.

Zheng Xian warned solemnly: "Shanghai and Shenzhen have already blacklisted you. Hong Kong stocks are also ours now. We can't let you mess around anymore..."

"U.S. stocks, Stark Industries, are you coming?" Lin Hao was too lazy to argue anymore.

"Come on!" Zheng Xian made a prompt decision: "I will ask the institutions under my control to prepare the funds immediately."

Who can’t get along with money?
The Shenmao Bureau has 150,000 mouths to feed, and no amount of funding can fill the gaps every day.

"Stop dithering. Just follow my instructions when the time comes." Lin Hao hung up the phone.

After leaving Tony Stark's villa, Lin Hao went to Wall Street, the financial center of the United States.

This street, which is only one-third of a mile long and eleven meters wide, is home to the management offices of banks, insurance, shipping, railways and other companies opened by consortiums such as Rothschild, Morgan, Rockefeller, Goldman Sachs and DuPont, as well as the famous New York Stock Exchange.

This place is home to many financial groups and is the headquarters of international capital giants.

Lin Hao's current identity is only considered a small asset on Wall Street, and he can barely enter the VIP room. In the five years that the robot has been operating in the United States, Lin Hao has used multiple identities to come to the New York Stock Exchange and is barely considered a familiar face.

"Mr. Lin, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Alber Ellis is a well-known stockbroker on Wall Street. He is also one of Lin Hao's dedicated gunmen in recent years.

When they first met five years ago, Alber Ellis didn't have much feeling for the young Asian man and only received him out of professional courtesy.

I thought he was just a rich kid who came to Wall Street to prove himself by relying on his family's wealth, and he would soon be taught a lesson by the cruel reality and then go back to eating, drinking and having fun.

No one expected that this person's prediction of the financial market was miraculous. After several operations, the original investment increased nearly a hundred times.

Albert no longer dared to underestimate this young rich kid. Instead, he secretly followed his lead and increased his assets dozens of times over the years, making him famous on Wall Street.

Knowing that Lin Hao's ancestors were of Chinese descent, Albert put a lot of effort into learning Chinese in order to serve the God of Wealth well, and can now communicate normally.

Unfortunately, the God of Wealth seldom comes to Wall Street often, sometimes only once a year, causing Albert to miss him every day.

However, every time the God of Wealth comes, I can basically make money, it’s just a matter of how much I make. The only times I lost money were when big investors suddenly dumped the market, but I was able to get out quickly and it was no big deal.

Albert didn't know that he was just one of Lin Hao's ghosts, and those times when he lost money were directed and acted by Lin Hao himself, and he used other ghosts to make the money back.

Otherwise, you will always make money without any losses, which is too eye-catching.

Lin Hao operates many identities, and the Shenmao Bureau can control even more accounts. Every time he enters the market, he operates in a decentralized manner, ensuring that the U.S. financial regulatory authorities cannot find any abnormalities.

Today, Albert received a call from Lin Hao and immediately turned down appointments with other clients and waited for the God of Wealth to arrive.

Entering the VIP room, Albert served him attentively and asked carefully: "What do you plan to do this time, Mr. Lin?"

"Five million US dollars, ten times leverage, to short Stark Industries." Lin Hao said casually.

"Ah?" Even though he knew about Lin Hao's past achievements, Albert was still surprised: "Shorting Stark Industries?" "Stark Industries has been on the rise in the past six months, and it has hardly come down."

Albert couldn't believe Lin Hao's choice and quickly introduced the intelligence he had: "Although he didn't attend the military awards ceremony last night, there was news from the Pentagon that the Air Force intends to cut Stark Industries' orders next year."

"But other companies cannot match Stark Industries, which has the genius of Tony Stark, in the field of high-tech weapons."

Don't underestimate the information channels of Wall Street stockbrokers. They already knew what happened last night before the market opened this morning.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Lin Hao glanced at Albert.

"I dare not..." Albert smiled bitterly.

Of course he didn't dare to offend the God of Wealth, but Stark Industries was all green, without any trace of red. To be on the safe side, Albert didn't dare to follow this time.

Soon, Albert completed the relevant operations and Lin Hao left with satisfaction.

There should be more than ten hours before the news breaks. When the market opens tomorrow, Stark Industries' stock price will surely plummet.

The strength of Stark Industries lies in Tony Stark alone. Because of his unparalleled talent, the high-tech weapons produced by Stark Industries far surpass those of other companies.

But this is also Stark Industries' biggest weakness. The more shareholders trust Tony Stark, the more panic they will feel when they know something happens to him.

He got in the car and left. Not long after, Lin Hao, who had changed his appearance, walked into the exchange using another vest and performed the same operation.

"Sir, do you want to invest?" A stockbroker came up to Lin Hao and quickly promoted: "I have a few good stocks here. Now is a good time to buy."

The man in front of me is already middle-aged, but he does not have the obese figure common among middle-aged American men. Instead, he looks thin.

The shirt is of a good brand, but it is old, with signs of wear on the inside of the cuffs. The suit he is wearing is a typical American barrel-cut, which is obviously oversized, and the signs of time can also be seen at a glance.

"Hey, Adam!"

Another stockbroker walked over quickly, wearing an Armani suit with smooth lines and three-dimensional tailoring. Even ordinary people could tell at a glance that it was high-end.

"You are also an old broker, so you don't need me to tell you the rules of Wall Street, right?"

"Sorry!" Adam Smith then realized that Lin Hao was someone else's client. He bent over and turned away.

After driving away the colleague who tried to steal his business, the man put on a warm smile and said to Lin Hao: "Mr. Kurosaki, please come in."

Lin Hao looked back at the unlucky guy and heard a lot of whispers coming from the surroundings.

"Poor old Adam, the best thing he should do now is not to sell stocks, but to get a divorce. His wife is the biggest bad asset."

"He doesn't dare. If they divorce, the court will take away half of his property, and he will have to pay child support, and then his other half of the property will be gone too. Unfortunately, the daughter is not his."

"But Mrs. Smith is really hot!"

"Have you tried it too?"

"'Also'? Good boy! No wonder you wanted to get Adam drunk at the last party and offered to send him home."

"Hey hey hey..."

No one saw that Adam Smith was gritting his teeth and looking angry as he walked away with his back bent.

Lin Hao glanced at him and then went to the VIP room to complete the operation.

When leaving, he deliberately went around Adam Smith's workstation and slipped a black videotape into his briefcase.

(End of this chapter)