Starting with a fully invested A-share portfolio to become a capital...

Chapter 229 Mr. J, the mastermind behind the scenes, whose inevitable loss is this?

As mentioned in Capital, if there is a 50% profit, capital will dare to take risks; for a 100% profit, it will dare to trample on all human laws; and if there is a 300% profit, it can commit any crime and even risk being hanged.

When Liao Guopei returned to Song Zijun's office, the latter was calmly sipping tea, his eyes sparkling with delight.

"咚咚-"

Liao Guopei knocked on the door frame.

Song Zijun looked up at Liao Guopei, then put down his teacup and said, "Mr. Liao, are you feeling alright anywhere else?"

"It's nothing, it's probably because I drank too many beverages before coming here." Liao Guopei sat back down on the sofa. Just as Lin Guangchang had said, Liao Guopei was indeed a "military general," and the refined style of negotiation was not suitable for him.

Before Song Zijun could reply, Liao Guopei placed the Nokia phone, which was still on the phone, on the table and said, "I'm not very good at talking, Mr. Song, why don't you talk to my older brother?"

"Big brother?"

Song Zijun paused.

Zhang Yang and Lin Guangchang on the other end of the phone were even more embarrassed. It turned out that Liao Guopei was indeed a "military general". For the next important negotiation that required him to appear, Lin Guangchang would still have to go.

However, even though Liao Guopei is a "military general," he must be allowed to make an appearance this time.

Because the ID "炒股养家" (meaning "stock trading to support the family") was not well-known in the speculative investment circle, other speculative investors still had a stereotypical impression of Lin Guangchang as a third-tier speculative investor and had no idea that his funds had exceeded 100 million yuan.

Even if Liao Guopei is a "martial arts general," he is still a second-tier speculative investor known as "Zen City Shadowless Kick." He once competed with Xu Xiang for the top spot and was even issued a kill order. He is a man with some fame in the speculative investor circle.

Without a certain reputation in the industry, you might not even be able to get through the door of Chaos Investment.

"Hello, Mr. Song."

A deep and magnetic voice came out.

In order not to reveal his identity, Zhang Yang deliberately spoke in a low voice.

The moment Song Zijun heard the voice, an image of a middle-aged man in his early thirties with a beard flashed into his mind.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

Song Zijun stared intently at the phone.

“Who I am is not important. You can call me Mr. J.” Zhang Yang paused for a moment, then said, “I heard that Chaos Investment has 3000 million shares of Shancheng Beer. Could you please repeat the terms of the loan?”

“Mr. J…”

Song Zijun had no recollection of the name. After racking his brains without success, he admitted, "To be honest, I've heard of short selling through securities lending, but Chaos Investment hasn't started this business yet, which is truly a bit of a shame."

He appeared to be politely declining, but in reality, he was using a retreat as a strategy to advance and to defend while waiting for an opportunity to attack.

The reason is simple: if Song Zijun didn't want to do securities lending business, Liao Guopei would never have come to his office.

Zhang Yang naturally noticed this, and he smiled faintly and said, "I worked in Hong Kong for a few years and also lived in New York for a while. If Mr. Song is not familiar with securities lending, I can briefly mention the standard securities lending contract in the industry."

"Oh?"

"But it doesn't matter."

While responding, Song Zijun's mind was still racing, trying to figure out Zhang Yang's identity.

A middle-aged man who has worked in the financial world, worked in Hong Kong, and lived in New York, and who is this Mr. J who is recognized as the big brother by the second-tier speculative investor "Zen City Shadowless Kick"?

Does this person really exist in China's financial circles?

He didn't understand.

None of the people he had met met the criteria Zhang Yang had described.

However, it is certain that if the other party can recruit the second-tier speculative investor "Zencheng Shadowless Kick" as a subordinate, their own capital size must be in the hundreds of millions.

Zhang Yang couldn't read minds, so he didn't know what Song Zijun was thinking. Besides, the two were separated by a phone, so he couldn't see the other's micro-expressions at that moment. He could only truthfully describe the loan agreement.

“In Hong Kong and the United States, there are two models for borrowing securities from institutions. One is margin borrowing, which requires paying a margin to the institution and agreeing on the maximum repayment period and annualized interest. The other is settlement date borrowing, where both parties agree on a settlement date, sell the shares at today's price, and return the shares along with the annualized interest on the agreed settlement date.”

one second.

Five seconds.

ten seconds.

The office fell silent.

Liao Guopei, sitting opposite Song Zijun, felt extremely uncomfortable. He was eager to know whether Song Zijun would agree to lend him the coupon.

Why don't you just ask?
I was afraid of interrupting their train of thought.

Should we not ask?
I feel like Song Zijun can think about going next year.

"cough--"

Just as Liao Guopei was about to speak, Song Zijun preemptively asked, "Could you ask Mr. J how much leverage he wants to borrow?"

Although Chaos Investment has not yet launched a securities lending and short selling business, it does not mean that they do not want to do it. After all, who would complain about money?

Moreover, Song Zijun was also wondering if Mr. J had obtained some inside information, which was why he thought of shorting the stock.

"All."

Zhang Yang said calmly.

"All...all of them??" Song Zijun's eyes flashed with surprise, and he even stammered.

Seemingly realizing his lapse in composure, he quickly emphasized, "I hold 3000 million shares of Shancheng Beer, which, based on the morning closing price of 62.43 yuan, is worth a total of 18.7 billion yuan."

18.7 billion Chinese Yuan!

It's not 18.7 yuan in Chinese currency!

What does Mr. J want to do?

Song Zijun's heart was in turmoil, and at the same time, a sense of solemnity welled up in his mind. This Mr. J's identity was definitely not simple, and he was very likely to have some inside information.

Could it be that the development of the synthetic peptide vaccine by Chongqing Beer has really failed?

No way? !

Song Zijun had hundreds of thoughts running through his mind in a second, and began to weigh the pros and cons.

When Song Zijun emphasized 18.7 billion Chinese yuan, Zhang Yang remained calm and said, "The Shadowless Kick has already told me that what I want to borrow is 18.7 billion Chinese yuan as leverage."

"..."

silence!

Another long silence followed!

The 18.7 billion yuan order is beyond Song Zijun's authority, and now it is necessary to let "Eastern Heretic" Ge Weidong negotiate.

After hesitating for a while, Song Zijun glanced at Liao Guopei, then looked away and replied to Zhang Yang, "The amount of the loan is too large, far exceeding my authority. Mr. J and Mr. Liao, please wait a moment while I consult the boss."

"I will wait for good news."

Zhang Yang said calmly.

The boss that Song Zijun mentioned is, without a doubt, Ge Weidong, the founder of Chaos Investment.

Zhang Yang, Liao Guopei, and Lin Guangchang are all people in the financial industry, so it's impossible that they hadn't heard of the formidable reputation of "Eastern Heretic" Ge Weidong.

If you were to ask who the direct beneficiary of the subprime crisis was, without a doubt, it would be Ge Weidong!
It was his all-in shorting of copper prices in 2008 that made him a legend and established his position in China's financial circles.

Song Zijun glanced at Liao Guopei again. With "Zen City Shadowless Kick" vouching for him, the other party was definitely not an unknown person. He was willing to make the trip and facilitate this big deal.

……

And on the other side.

Ge Weidong's office.

Having just finished futures trading, Ge Weidong stood up, stretched his limbs a bit, and then walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in his office, quietly admiring the flowing waters of the Huangpu River.

He didn't understand the merits of Shanghai before, thinking that it didn't matter where he lived.

But as he gained more experience and met more people, he gradually understood why so many people flocked to Shanghai and were willing to do anything to stay there.

If Beijing is a place where power is paramount, then Shanghai is a place where money is paramount.

People say that Shanghai is xenophobic, but it's not actually xenophobic; it's that they exclude people who don't have money.

As long as you have money, you can enjoy any resources you want in Shanghai, and you won't encounter locals who discriminate against outsiders. It is also the city that is most integrated with the international community.

"The place where hundreds of rivers converge is truly captivating," Ge Weidong murmured to himself.

"咚咚-"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the office door.

"Looking at the Huangpu River again, Dong-ge." Song Zijun walked into the office.

Ge Weidong didn't turn around, but instead asked a mystical question: "Ah Jun, why do you think Shanghai is so rich?"

Song Zijun hesitated for a moment before speaking, but still answered Ge Weidong's question honestly: "Are the policies the country provides good?"

"It is undeniable that national policies have promoted the development of Shanghai, but I believe there are other factors as well." Ge Weidong slowly looked to his right, finally stopping in the direction of the estuary.

"What factors?"

Song Zijun asked again.

"You locals in Shanghai may not believe in these things, but in my hometown, we pay great attention to the feng shui of ancestral homes and graves."

Ge Weidong paused for half a second, then said, "Locals believe that an ancestral home and grave with good feng shui can bring good fortune to future generations. This is what is meant by feng shui layout."

"Forehead…"

Song Zijun remained silent for a while, then asked in confusion, "What does this have to do with Shanghai?"

“It has a lot to do with it.” Ge Weidong withdrew his gaze and turned to Song Zijun, saying, “Water has been called wealth since ancient times. Shanghai is where hundreds of rivers converge, which means it is a place where wealth gathers. Think carefully about the layout of Shanghai’s estuary.”

Song Zijun tried hard to recall, but couldn't think of anything. The Huangpu River was too ordinary for the locals, so he asked directly, "Is there anything special about the estuary?"

"It's a golden toad."

Ge Weidong revealed the answer.

"..."

Song Zijun fell silent.

He knew that Ge Weidong was a bit superstitious. Last year, he made a profit of over one or two billion yuan by shorting copper. At the beginning of the year, he went back to his hometown to repair his ancestral graves and held a seven-day, seven-night farewell feast.

Not only that, he also rearranged the layout of his office, even replacing his tea pet with a golden toad.

"Everyone says that people become superstitious when they get old, but Brother Dong is only 39 years old and he's already considered old?"

Song Zijun murmured to himself.

Ge Weidong sat down in his office chair and stopped talking about metaphysics. He knew Song Zijun wouldn't believe in such things, so he asked, "What brings you here?"

"By the time the A-share market closed this morning, the 3000 million shares of Shancheng Beer that I bought had already made a profit of over 7 million yuan. Now a Mr. J wants to borrow shares from us to short sell."

After giving a brief overview, Song Zijun added, "By the way, the Mr. J didn't show up. He chatted with me over the phone. The person who came to our company is Chancheng Wuyingjiao, a second-tier speculative investor in the A-share market."

"The Shadowless Kick of Zen City..."

"The Shadowless Kick of Zen City..."

Ge Weidong muttered a couple of sentences, then remembered who this person was and asked, "The one Xu Xiang issued a kill order for?"

“Yes, that’s him.” Song Zijun nodded and added, “But it seems he hasn’t traded much in the last six months. The last time he appeared in public was when he went to the United States to meet Buffett with Zhang Yang from Caiyan.com and the two daughters of Academician Xu Yan’an.”

"Zhang Yang, Xu Yan'an..."

Ge Weidong frowned, then suddenly thought of something and asked, "Can we deduce Mr. J's age from his voice?"

“He’s a bit deep and resonant, probably around 30 years old, or maybe 40,” Song Zijun responded.

Upon hearing this answer, Ge Weidong immediately ruled out Zhang Yang.

When he heard "Mr. J" earlier, he immediately thought of Zhang Yang's online pseudonym "joker," but now it seems to be someone else entirely.

How much do they want to borrow?

Ge Weidong stopped worrying about who Mr. J was and started thinking about how big the other party's appetite was.

"All."

As soon as Song Zijun finished speaking, Ge Weidong couldn't sit still any longer. He immediately stood up and raised his voice to ask, "How much?!"

"all!"

Song Zijun confirmed again.

“All of them…” Ge Weidong frowned, and as he sat down again, he muttered, “The other party dared to lend us all of their chips, so they might have some information. What did Xu Xiang say?”

Song Zijun: "I haven't contacted him yet."

"Go and sound them out, lest you get sold out and end up counting the money for them," Ge Weidong warned, sensing that this was a deep and complex situation, as if multiple funds were at play.

Moreover, he hadn't forgotten that Xu Xiang had recently relinquished control of Guangfu Pharmaceutical, and at that time Song Zijun had specifically asked him to transfer funds from Tiantan Biological to Guangfu Pharmaceutical.

Song Zijun: "Should I make a call now?"

"Fight now."

Ge Weidong nodded.

Without hesitation, Song Zijun took out his phone and called Xu Xiang.

"Dududu-"

After a few busy tones, the call was connected.

"Hello, Manager Song."

Xu Xiang's magnetic voice rang out.

"Manager Xu, is it convenient for us to chat for a bit?" Song Zijun asked.

This phrase usually implies that the other person should find a more private place to chat, rather than asking for their opinion.

"Just tell me, I'm in my office," Xu Xiang replied.

Have you heard of Mr. J?

Song Zijun offered a preliminary suggestion to spark further discussion.

"Mr. J?"

Xu Xiang asked in a puzzled tone, quickly flipping through his memory, but couldn't find anyone named "Mr. J".

"do not know."

As he responded swiftly, he asked in return, "What's wrong with this person?"

"The 'Shadowless Kick of Chancheng' came to me to borrow coupons on the instructions of Mr. J. The other party may be some unknown mysterious organization."

"Where do you have the Shadowless Kick?"

"Yes, it's still in my office."

"How many coupons did he come to borrow?"

"A total of 3000 million shares."

"3000 million shares?!!"

Xu Xiang finally lost his composure and unconsciously stood up from the sofa, asking again, "Are you kidding me? A total value of 18.7 billion, what collateral does he have to borrow?"

"We haven't discussed that yet. I'm calling you to ask if there's any hidden danger or hidden problems with Shancheng Beer?"

When Song Zijun raised the question, Xu Xiang fell silent for a long time. He could clearly sense the subtle distrust in Song Zijun's tone.

The problem now is that Xu Xiang doesn't know if there are any hidden problems with Shancheng Beer.

About half a minute later, he said in a serious tone, "I can swear to God that there is absolutely no organization that sets up a scheme to exploit people. We are all in the same boat. Manager Song, you have to believe me."

“I definitely trust you, otherwise I wouldn’t have made this call. But now that Wuyingjiao is asking for all his chips right off the bat, and the Mr. J behind him is even more unpredictable, we must be careful.”

Song Zijun emphasized his words.

The current rally in Shancheng Beer was spearheaded by Xu Xiang, with other institutions and speculative funds providing support. If something goes wrong, it will be the institutions and speculative funds that suffer, not retail investors.

"I need to call and ask."

Xu Xiang's tone became very serious.

Liao Guopei's last public appearance was when he went to the United States with Zhang Yang, Lin Guangchang, and others to meet with Buffett, which he remembered. If Liao Guopei really does have a mysterious organization behind him, then its power is probably beyond their imagination.

why would you say so?

Liao Guopei knew Zhang Yang, who in turn knew financial heavyweights such as Bao Xingwei, Cao Fengqi, and Li Yining. He also secured a 5000 million yuan investment from Alibaba and had just acquired Baidu Finance, demonstrating rapid growth.

Are these people related?

Or perhaps these people belong to a mysterious organization?
Xu Xiang had to call Xu Haiou and tell him to go and ask Liao Ziliang, the vice president of Jiachen Biotechnology, to avoid losing everything.

"Okay, call and ask first."

I'll call you back later.

"it is good."

As soon as the call ended, Xu Xiang did not hesitate for a moment and immediately dialed Xu Haiou's number, who was still in the mountain city, and briefly summarized what Song Zijun had said.

After understanding the whole story, Xu Haiou said with a serious expression, "Okay, I understand. I'll call President Liao now and ask. I'll call you back later."

"Row."

Xu Xiang nodded.

After hanging up the phone with Xu Haiou, Xu Xiang used his connections to inquire about the potential risks associated with "Mr. J" and Shancheng Beer.

Logically speaking, after the previous round of restructuring, they had completely taken control of Shancheng Beer, and Liao Ziliang, the vice president of Jiachen Biotechnology, had reached an agreement with Xu Haiou. Since the money was already in their pockets, they couldn't just say they wouldn't do anything.

When you take money to do something, the moment you reach out your hand, you're all in the same boat.

……

Zhang Yang, Liao Guopei, and Lin Guangchang were unaware that the news of their attempt to borrow securities from Chaos Investment had already been passed on to Xu Xiang through Song Zijun, and then to other public and private funds involved in the price surge.

China Asset Management Shanghai Branch.

The moment Wang Yawei received Xu Xiang's call, he tried hard to recall "Mr. J," but he really had no recollection of the person.

"Manager Xu, you're not into some kind of perverse entertainment, are you? Mr. J, I've never heard of this person before, though I've heard of the Shadowless Kick."

Seeing that Wang Yawei didn't believe him, Xu Xiang didn't try to persuade him. Instead, he reminded him, "I've never heard of this person either, but this news came from Chaos Investment. You'll have to consider its authenticity yourself. Also, if possible, do some inquiries to avoid any mishaps."

"Let me ask."

Wang Yawei responded.

"Okay, I won't disturb your work any longer," Xu Xiang said politely, and then hung up the phone.

Looking at the call log, Wang Yawei muttered to himself, "Zen City Shadowless Kick, Mr. J, please don't mess this up. I've staked my entire fortune on the concept of a curative hepatitis B vaccine."

Because he profited from the August market downturn, causing a sharp drop in fund returns, the leaders of China Asset Management are very dissatisfied with him and are considering promoting a new talent.

If he fails again, he might really have to go to the hotel with Ou Guiyan.

Now, everyone at China Asset Management knows Ou Guiyan, this "killer app".

They all strongly suspected that Ou Guiyan was a pawn deliberately placed by the leaders of China Asset Management Co., Ltd. to motivate them to make progress.

Wang Yawei dared not be negligent. He had no intention of tasting the old Yanjing soy milk made by Ou Guiyan, so he began to inquire about the possible hidden dangers of Shancheng Beer and who Mr. J really was.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Hidden danger?

no!
Mr. J?

never heard of that.

Wang Yawei hung up the phone with a contact, and said angrily, "Is Xu Xiang playing me?"

But suddenly, he remembered He Jing's reminder during the dinner party for the Huaxia Public Fund management department on Friday evening, September 11th.

That night, Wang Yawei planned to use the title of "2009 Demon King" as leverage to invite He Jing to watch a movie on Saturday and Sunday, hoping to find an opportunity to poach her from his girlfriend.

Although the other party had clearly stated that she had a boyfriend, she also said that her boyfriend was not in the entertainment industry, which made Wang Yawei eager to make a move.

It's no exaggeration to say that, despite being known as the "top fund manager of China Asset Management," he has never failed in poaching talent from other companies.

Whether they are recent graduates or veteran employees transferred from other companies, once Wang Yawei takes a liking to them, they basically can't escape.

"He Jing acted very strangely that day. She guessed it was Shancheng Beer right away, and she wished me good luck. Could there be something else going on?"

With that thought in mind, Wang Yawei left his office and went to He Jing's office.

The two offices were not far apart, only a few dozen meters apart.

"咚咚-"

Wang Yawei knocked on the open glass door frame.

He Jing, who was eating her boxed lunch, saw that it was Wang Yawei. A look of surprise flashed in her eyes. She then put down her chopsticks and said, "Manager Wang, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Manager He has something to ask you."

Wang Yawei slowly walked into the office.

He Jing: "What is it?"

"Do you know Mr. J?" Wang Yawei paused for half a second, then quickly added, "He might be very close to Chancheng Wuyingjiao, and he's also involved with Shancheng Beer."

"do not know."

He Jing answered without hesitation.

Mr. J?

She's still Miss Q!
But suddenly, she realized that Zhang Yang seemed to fit the characteristics of "Mr. J".

He was close to Liao Guopei, known as "Zen City Shadowless Kick," and also invested in Shancheng Beer. The nickname "joker" even has a "J" in it.

"Could it be Zhang Yang?"

He Jing's heart skipped a beat.

Luckily, she was oblivious and didn't react immediately, so Wang Yawei didn't notice anything amiss.

"Don't you recognize her? Then I'm sorry to bother you." Wang Yawei didn't press the matter; he was still trying to make a good impression on He Jing.

He pursued other women for pleasure, but pursued He Jing to climb the social ladder through Bao Xingwei; he was too eager to advance his career.

"and many more."

He Jing called out to Wang Yawei, a hint of curiosity in her eyes, "Mr. J, what's wrong? What happened at Shancheng Beer again?"

Wang Yawei turned to look at He Jing, whose eyes were full of curiosity, without thinking much about it. If she really knew Mr. J and the organization behind him, she wouldn't need to ask him what had happened.

"Is such that…"

Wang Yawei recounted the whole story.

Xu Xiang probably never imagined that Wang Yawei would so easily reveal their control of Shancheng Beer.

"I see." He Jing suddenly realized, and then asked, "So that's why you suspected I knew Mr. J?"

"Yes, but from the current perspective, you don't seem to know the other person."

Wang Yawei smiled faintly.

He Jing didn't deny it, but went along with his words and said, "If I knew him, I wouldn't need to get involved in real estate."

"That's true."

Wang Yawei did not suspect anything.

In addition, He Jing's conservative investment style is very similar to the path she is about to take.

Some fund managers with strong backgrounds and connections tend to choose stable sectors to avoid poor returns. After a year or two of grassroots training, they are often parachuted into branch offices in other places as leaders.

……

Around 1 p.m., after hearing calls back from public and private fund managers, and after Jiachen Bio's vice president Liao Ziliang personally denied any hidden problems, Xu Xiang finally dared to give Song Zijun a clear answer.

“I’ve asked Manager Song, and Jiachen Biotechnology also said that there are no hidden risks or negative policies.”

"Okay, then I understand."

"Yes, yes, don't worry. The vice president of Jiachen Biotechnology is one of our people, and we've got control of the company. No one can bring it down unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless the higher-ups intervene, but that's highly unlikely. Why would the higher-ups go to such lengths to target a high-potential pharmaceutical company? I've specifically asked around, but there's no news."

"That's good."

"I'll lend him the Shadowless Kick if he wants; I also want to avenge the Dragon-Slaying incident."

"Haha, let me assess the risks."

"Okay, you go ahead and get busy, we'll talk later."

"Talk to you later."

Xu Xiang and Song Zijun hung up the phone.

After confirmation from multiple sources, the potential risks associated with Shancheng Beer can be largely ruled out, especially given the personal confirmation from the vice president of Jiachen Biotechnology.

Retail investors rely on guessing positive news to invest; would institutional investors guess positive news with you?
will not!

Everyone else calls to confirm the information!

"How about it?"

Ge Weidong looked at Song Zijun and asked.

"Everyone says there are no problems, and the vice president of Jiachen Biotech personally confirmed that the results of the synthetic peptide vaccine combination therapy will not be released for at least three or four months."

As soon as Song Zijun finished speaking, he smiled and said, "We are the athletes and we are the referees. There is almost no risk, unless the other party has the ability to get documents issued from above."

Aside from issuing the aforementioned documents, he couldn't think of any other possible reasons for Shancheng Beer's collapse.

funds?

It's all their money.

information?

The vice president of Jiachen Biotechnology is one of their people.

Aside from policy factors, it's impossible to say that technical factors alone caused Shancheng Beer to collapse.
“If they had the ability to get a document issued from above, they wouldn’t be asking for a loan.” Ge Weidong stood up and said calmly, “Let’s go, they’ve been waiting too long.”

They had been waiting for Zhang Yang, Liao Guopei, and Lin Guangchang for over an hour, and if they didn't go back soon, they might not be able to reach an agreement.

Ge Weidong and Song Zijun walked quickly back to Song Zijun's office, one after the other.

"Long time waiting."

Before he even entered the office, Ge Weidong's cheerful voice reached the room. Liao Guopei, who was sitting on the sofa, quickly stood up. It was the first time he had ever met Ge Weidong in person.

"Mr. Ge."

Liao Guopei greeted him politely.

In contrast, Ge Weidong waved his hand, pretending to be one of them, and said, "We're all in the same industry. Call me Eastern Heretic, and I'll call you Shadowless Kick. What do you think?"

"Eastern...Eastern Heretic..."

Liao Guopei was somewhat uneasy.

"Haha, sit down, Shadowless Kick," Ge Weidong said with a laugh.

Where is Mr. J?

Before Liao Guopei could speak, Zhang Yang replied in a deep voice, "I'm here."

"It's good that you're here." Ge Weidong looked at the phone on the table and asked, "Mr. J, how would you like to borrow it? And how much collateral do you need?"

Seeing how open and direct the other party was, they must have already figured out all the negative factors affecting Chongqing Beer.

Ge Weidong was straightforward, and Zhang Yang didn't mince words either, saying directly, "I want to agree on a settlement date with you, and the collateral is 8000 million."

“8000 million? That’s so little?” Song Zijun blurted out.

Ge Weidong also felt it was too little. After all, they held 18.7 billion yuan in chips. To try to leverage 18.7 billion yuan with 8000 million yuan was a bit of a pipe dream.
$8000?

Ge Weidong considered a possibility.

Since the other party is called Mr. J and has lived in the United States, he might be using US dollars.

$8000 million, or five or six hundred million Chinese yuan, seems reasonable.

"Chinese currency".

Zhang Yang denied it.

Ge Weidong: "..."

Song Zijun: "..."

Who gave you the courage to leverage 8000 million to control 18.7 billion Chinese yuan?

Song Zijun couldn't take it anymore and emphasized, "You only have 8000 million. If the price of Shancheng Beer rises to 100 yuan, and you can't even cover the difference, who can we complain to?"

"Such a risk certainly exists."

Ge Weidong nodded in agreement.

“We can only come up with 8000 million at the moment, but that doesn’t mean we only have 8000 million. If it’s convenient, I can show you the transaction records. We also have a holding of nearly 2000 million shares of Shancheng Beer.”

Zhang Yang subtly revealed his strength.

When they heard that the other party had 2000 million shares, Ge Weidong and Song Zijun's eyes flashed with surprise. If what Zhang Yang said was true, then they really were qualified to borrow shares on the settlement date.

"It's convenient for us."

Ge Weidong said in a deep voice.

Zhang Yang, who was far away in the office of Caiyan.com, knew very well that if he didn't demonstrate that he had the ability to negotiate the price difference, no matter how eloquently he spoke, the other party would not lend him the coupon.

It's like you going to a real estate sales office to buy a house wearing a vest and slippers; whether the real estate agent will even be willing to serve you is still a question mark.

After all, everyone's time is precious, and it's normal not to want to do useless work.

However, if you don't mind showing your Rolls-Royce car key, or simply park your Rolls-Royce in front of the sales office, then the situation is different.

Don't even mention a vest and slippers; even if you wear a urea bag or nothing at all, the salesperson will run up to greet you and treat you like royalty.

To avoid revealing his identity, Zhang Yang added Song Zijun as a QQ friend using a secondary account and sent him a video with the transaction details blurred.

Images can be photoshopped, but videos are very difficult to edit. Moreover, the date on the computer desktop matches the time just now, which basically confirms that the other party holds nearly 2000 million shares of Shancheng Beer.

Now that he was certain the other party had the ability to repay the price difference, and that the funds would be settled on the settlement date, and he wasn't worried about the other party running away with the money, Ge Weidong readily asked, "No problem, how long do you want to borrow?"

“30 days, settlement on October 28th.” Zhang Yang stated the date, and then stated other conditions: “The annual interest rate for the securities is 5%, 18.7 billion, that’s 256,200 per day. We’ll put 80 million as a margin, and then settle and settle on October 28th. We also need to find a third-party institution to sign a contract.”

"Okay, no problem."

Ge Weidong readily agreed.

Neither he nor Song Zijun considered selling Shancheng Beer, because the athletes and referees were all on their side, and the stock still had a lot of room for appreciation, so there was no rush to sell it.

In short, they believed that Zhang Yang, Liao Guopei, and Lin Guangchang were bound to lose. They not only wanted to profit from the subsequent price increase of Shancheng Beer, but also from the price difference made by the "Liu Guan Zhang gang".

Suppose that Shancheng Beer's price rises to 100 yuan on October 28th, they will not only earn an additional 11.3 billion yuan, but also take 11.3 billion yuan in price difference from Zhang Yang, Liao Guopei, and Lin Guangchang. This is because the "Liu Guan Zhang gang" has anchored the price at 62.43 yuan, and with 30 million shares, they will lose 300 million yuan for every 10 yuan increase.

As for Zhang Yang, he didn't need to care whether Ge Weidong and Song Zijun had actually sold those 3000 million shares of Shancheng Beer. He only needed to know that once Liao Guopei and Chaos Investment signed the contract, the law had already implicitly acknowledged that the other party had sold the shares.

Once the settlement date arrives, for every 10 yuan drop in the share price of Shancheng Beer, the "Liu Guan Zhang gang" will receive a difference of 3 million yuan.

At this point, some people might ask, isn't Zhang Yang afraid that Ge Weidong, Xu Xiang, Wang Yawei, and others will hold out until the settlement date of October 28th, causing the stock price of Shancheng Beer to fall?
The Records of the Grand Historian, in the chapter on merchants, mentions a saying: "All the world's hustle and bustle is for profit; all the world's hustle and bustle is for profit."

The person who signed the loan agreement with the "Liu Guan Zhang gang" was Ge Weidong, from Chaos Investment. Why should Xu Xiang, Wang Yawei, and others sacrifice their own interests to help him fight this battle?
A partnership is not like a father-son relationship; when faced with their own interests, their relationship can crumble at any moment.

Of course.

The premise is that Shancheng Beer really collapses.

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