The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 307 None of your business
Without any probing or back-and-forth, buy orders appeared out of nowhere, instantly swallowing up all the panic selling.

The entire market—institutional investors and retail investors alike—stared in disbelief at what had happened!
This couldn't possibly be a market-stabilizing operation by Jin Dayang, because its financial situation had already been thoroughly investigated on the first day.

Online forums and stock trading groups exploded instantly.

"Holy crap??? What happened??? Am I seeing things??? Jin Dayang's stock price has hit the daily limit down!!"

"Which bigwig stepped in to save the market??? The national team???"

"Save them my ass! It's definitely a scam! They're trying to lure retail investors into following their lead so they can unload their shares! Don't fall for it!"

"Is the person upstairs an idiot? Look closely! This is real money, hundreds of thousands of sell orders! Who would use an aircraft carrier to deceive people?"

"Holy crap??? Holy crap!!! Holy crap~~~ Everyone, check the forum!"

"Hahaha~~ Don't look at it yet, those big V accounts and official accounts that criticized Zhou Yaqin the most are frantically deleting posts. Everyone go and take screenshots first. The biggest reversal and fun of the month has been born!"

September 6, 14:59.

A well-formatted and precisely worded written report was quietly delivered to the regulatory department's internal work platform through the prescribed electronic reporting system.

Simplified Report on Changes in Equity Regarding QingSongManXing's Acquisition of Shares in JinDaYang Co., Ltd. and Application for Exemption from Mandatory Tender Offer

The report is concise, clear, and even carries a simplicity and directness characteristic of a real economy enterprise:
"To ensure the stability and security of our core supply chain (linen washing and supply) and to avoid the impact on our main business (relaxed and healthy services) due to the poor performance of upstream enterprises, our company has decided to acquire full ownership of 'Jin Dayang' with our own funds, and plans to promote its privatization and delisting after the acquisition, so that it can focus more on its actual business operations. This is hereby reported."

The moment the news leaked through unofficial channels, the atmosphere in the local government and securities regulatory bureau offices, which had been highly tense due to the consecutive limit-down days of "Jin Dayang" stock price, shifted from solemnity to a complex emotion mixed with astonishment and admiration.

What they admire is not simply the "acquisition" itself, but the "timing" of the acquisition.

According to market rules, tomorrow, the third day of the crash, will be the "liquidation day" when countless margin accounts and leveraged funds are forced to liquidate, and stock prices will fall to a truly "fractured" level.

Any rational acquirer would choose to enter the market at the lowest cost during a time of bloodshed.

But there was no easy, slow pace.

They chose to launch the acquisition on the second day when institutional investors were fleeing most fiercely and the market was most chaotic, just a dozen hours before the "liquidation day".

They didn't wait until there were no remains of the bodies before cleaning up the mess; instead, they stepped forward when the avalanche was at its most violent.

Manipulating stock prices?

Now, if anyone dares to utter those four words, the local regulatory bureau will slap them across the face.

"Crack~~~"

The more vicious the cyberbullying was before, the louder the "slap in the face" will be now.

"Brothers who opened the boxes, keyboard warriors who doxxed people, come out and show yourselves? Doesn't it hurt your faces?"

"Yesterday you were sending me private messages to scold me, so today you're going to be chasing after me and saying, 'Grandma Zhou, I was wrong'? She doesn't care at all. She's just annoyed that you bunch of little leeks are blocking her from getting a towel."

"What's the most ironic thing? You went to great lengths to dig up all of that old lady's personal information, only to find out that she's a retired accountant who never even posts on social media. And she just used one announcement to see all of your dirty laundry (financing schemes) clearly, and even decided whether you wore it or not."

One video quickly went viral on social media.

The video first flashes screenshots of vicious comments made by netizens against Zhou Yaqin, then flashes a chart of "Jin Dayang" stock hitting consecutive limit-down days, showing a sea of ​​green.

The image freezes on a photo of an elderly woman with gray hair and a serene face, who has been photoshopped with various insulting labels.

A line of large text appeared in the center of the screen: "However, the truth is..."

A pop-up acquisition announcement appeared, highlighting the reason for the acquisition with a red circle: "To ensure the stability of our core supply chain (linen washing and supply)..."

The scene shows a massage room, with a close-up shot of a clean towel.

The accompanying text reads: "She did all this just for a towel." Finally, the screen cuts to Jin Dayang's intraday chart the following day, showing the moment a massive buy order pried open the price at the daily limit down. The accompanying text is a striking statement: "They didn't wait for you to be liquidated! At the last moment, they caught all the selling pressure, saving countless leveraged positions!"

"..."

The time has come to 15:13.
South America, Colombia, on the edge of the Darien Pass, an unnamed tributary of the Magdalena River.

The dark brown river flowed slowly, with withered branches and leaves floating on its surface, and the air was filled with a slightly sweet and fishy smell, a mixture of rotting leaves and damp soil.

Zhao Xiaochui stood under a huge monkey pot tree, watching the turbid river water slowly flow into the wider and deeper main channel in front of him.

That's the end of the land route.

"From Mahler Gobi."

Zhao Xiaochui cursed under his breath to relieve the loneliness that had seeped into his bones, then plopped down on a damp tree root.

He closed his eyes and habitually activated the heat within his body, letting it flow through his limbs and bones to relieve the soreness and fatigue brought on by continuous escape.

At that very moment, an extremely crazy idea struck his mind like lightning.

What is the most distinctive feature of this hellish jungle? It is the dense network of rivers and waterways.

So, what's in the water?
A completely new survival plan, based on his "professional skills," began to be rapidly constructed in his mind.

What he needed was not a boat, but a living, breathing "vehicle" that could navigate freely in these waters.

Everything can be used as a boat, as long as it is willing to cooperate... or as long as it is "sick" enough.

I am Zhao Xiaochui, a professional massage therapist!
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15:33.
As the culprit behind the previous Jin Dayang black swan event, Wei Lan, as the personal representative of Yuanfang Capital, showed no remorse whatsoever.

She had even prepared funds, planning to acquire and spin off her own business when Kim Dayang hit rock bottom (assistant will add more details later). But...

"Bang~"

The mug was slammed heavily onto the desk. Wei Lan sat down at the head of the conference table, her face grim, and asked:
"Have you investigated the source of funding for Easy Travel?"

The young assistant standing in front of her had beads of sweat on his forehead. He was clutching a tablet computer tightly in his hand.

"President Wei, I... I subtly inquired through our old connections at a certain industrial investment company..."

This channel was already their highest-level and most secretive informal source of information. However, the response they received was not something he could easily relay.

The young assistant cleared his throat: "President Wei, in accordance with the 'window guidance' from higher authorities, the 'Relaxed Travel' project has a special background in its funding structure. It is a forward-looking strategic pilot project undertaken by the state in the fields of 'Big Health' and 'New Livelihood'..."

His voice trailed off as he spoke, because he saw Wei Lan's eyes growing colder and colder.

"Speak like a human being." Wei Lan tapped her fingertips heavily on the table.

"Huh?" Xiao Liu was stunned, his mind went completely blank.

Under Wei Lan's icy gaze, Xiao Liu's face turned red, and cold sweat slid down his cheeks.

The extreme pressure made him blurt out the most straightforward and brutal subtext behind that bureaucratic tone:

"none of your business."

The air was dead.

“Interesting,” Wei Lan sneered, muttering to herself, “Truly interesting.”

(End of this chapter)