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

Chapter 253 Xu Xiang, Closest to the Truth, iPhone 3GS Nighttime Hundred-Meter Long Line
“Zhang Yang really knows how to push his luck; we have to tell Old Bao about this.”

"No!"

Suddenly, Cheng Hongfa thought of something else and muttered to himself, "Zhang Yang is now Bao Lao's darling, a big shot, and he only cares about foreign investment issues, but is lenient about domestic investment competition. I have no choice but to take charge myself."

Cheng Hongfa rolled his eyes left and right, then got up and left his seat, moving to a corner seat at the very back of the hall.

He looked around to make sure he was far enough away from the audience, then opened his phone's contacts, found a familiar leader at the Shanghai Stock Exchange, and dialed his number.

"Dududu-"

Not a moment.

The call is connected.

"Hey Secretary Cheng, are you back in Shanghai? Why are you calling me all of a sudden?"

The other party had clearly set a note for Cheng Hongfa's number, and immediately stated Cheng Hongfa's surname and position.

Cheng Hongfa smiled faintly and asked with concern, "Director Pan, how have you been? The weather has gotten colder lately. Have you been keeping warm?"

"Sigh, as I get older, my body reacts like an alarm when it gets a little cold or hot, so I put on more clothes as soon as possible."

Pan Binbin answered with a smile.

"Haha, Director Pan is so humorous. It's good that you know whether you're hot or cold." Cheng Hongfa continued with his polite remarks.

Having been in the system for so long, Pan Binbin naturally knew that Cheng Hongfa wouldn't call her just to say random things, so she steered the conversation towards Cheng Hongfa, saying, "Secretary Cheng, how's the temperature in Yanjing? Oh, by the way, I think Old Bao has an event today, right?"

"Beijing is in the north, and the temperature is already below 10 degrees Celsius, yet Professor Bao is still on stage exchanging economic views with experts from Japan, South Korea, and Singapore."

"The temperature is below 10 degrees Celsius? You all need to be careful to keep warm."

"Yes, in another month or so, the water might even freeze." After saying this, Cheng Hongfa thought he had said enough polite words, and then said his purpose: "Actually, there is something I would like to trouble Director Pan with."

"Go ahead," Pan Binbin said, perking up. He knew Cheng Hongfa had something on his mind.

Cheng Hongfa: "Director Pan, the latest Dragon and Tiger List of China Unicom has been released. I see that the buyers are all speculative funds, and the sellers are all institutions. I would like to know more about them and which institutions correspond to the institutional seats. Is it convenient for me?"

"Hey, this is easy. Leave it to me. I'll call you back later."

"Okay, okay, thank you, Director Pan."

"You are welcome."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Hongfa glanced around. At this point, the last two rows were mostly empty, and because of the corner location, the call was unlikely to reach a third person.

However, Cheng Hongfa did not expect that while no one was listening on his side, there was a middle-aged woman with prominent nasolabial folds and neat short hair on Pan Binbin's side. She was none other than Xu Zhimei, who had delivered materials to Lin Yifei last time.

When Xu Zhimei went to the Shanghai Stock Exchange, in addition to submitting materials, she also had to guide the work of handling the pressure on the trading system to ensure that the potential huge increase in volume could be absorbed after the online fund sales channels were opened.

"Old Bao's secretary?" Xu Zhimei vaguely guessed the caller's identity through the conversation.

“Yes, Cheng Hongfa.” Pan Binbin stood up and walked to his desk, saying, “He said he wanted to investigate the identity of the selling institution on the China Unicom’s Dragon and Tiger List, but I don’t know what he’s going to do with it.”

"Who knows? Maybe there's foreign investment involved?" Xu Zhimei tentatively guessed.

"maybe."

Pan Binbin went to his desk and called the relevant staff member, asking them to retrieve the data.

It's worth mentioning that the exchange can directly view shareholder accounts and know the account holder's identity information. Since shareholder accounts are not the securities company's trading accounts, there is no need for the securities company to assist.

In less than five minutes, the document containing the institutional seat information was sent to Pan Binbin's email address. After Pan Binbin checked it and found it to be correct, he then sent it to Cheng Hongfa's email address.

He then called back.

"Dududu-"

"Hey, Director Pan."

"Secretary Cheng, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I've sent the documents to your email. Those organizations are all heavyweights; they're not simple."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

"Just treat me to a meal whenever you come back to Shanghai."

"sure!"

"Then it's settled. I'll wait for Secretary Cheng to return to Shanghai."

"No problem, I'll find a time. I hope Director Pan will do me the honor of attending."

"OK."

After exchanging pleasantries, the two hung up the phone, and Cheng Hongfa couldn't wait to leave the venue and borrow the hotel's computer.

Cheng Hongfa's early departure was witnessed by Bao Xingwei on stage. Although he was somewhat confused, he didn't think much of it.

Because the Yanjing social circle is very small, and Cheng Hongfa is Bao Xingwei's assistant secretary, the hotel manager quickly found a laptop and thoughtfully brought a network cable.

Cheng Hongfa brought his laptop to the hotel lobby lounge, plugged the network cable into the socket, logged into his email, and viewed the file.

Suddenly, his heart tightened, and he sneered inwardly, "Good heavens, Xu Xiang, Ge Weidong, and Wang Yawei, it seems you're destined to meet again. Perfect, I can quietly add fuel to the fire and reap the benefits, haha!"

Thinking of this, he deleted the file and logged out of his email account.

Then Cheng Hongfa took out his phone and sent a text message to Xu Xiang using SIM card 2.

Since he hadn't received a reply to the email, he changed his exposure strategy. He first found out Xu Xiang's phone number and then obtained an anonymous Chinese mobile phone SIM card.

[The person behind the Fuchun Road seat is Zhang Yang, and Mr. J is also Zhang Yang. He's the one using Huaguo Unicom to wage a financial battle against you!]
"call out--"

The message is sent.

Cheng Hongfa glanced around furtively, thankfully no one was approaching him.

Without hesitation, he deftly deleted the text messages, then removed the anonymous SIM card, broke the metal plate with his teeth, and threw it into the hotel's trash can.

After returning the laptop, Cheng Hongfa returned to the meeting room as if nothing had happened.

……

the other side.

Lujiazui, Zexi Private Equity.

Private office.

The vibration of the phone on the desktop caught Xu Xiang's attention, and he picked it up to check it.

next second.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the gap revealed a sharp edge that seemed almost tangible.

Who sent the text message?

"Is Zhang Yang from Fuchun Road and Mr. J?"

"Isn't he the ace?"

Xu Xiang pondered it carefully for a while longer.

"wrong!"

"Something's wrong!"

"There might be a trap here!"

Xu Xiang chose to dial this number, wanting to know the sender's purpose.

"Hello, the number you dialed is currently switched off. Please try again later."

Listening to the operator's voice prompt, Xu Xiang closed his eyes and went through everything that had happened in the past six months. Then he said in a deep voice, "Back then, Zhang Yang invited the guy who jumped off a building to intercept the dragon. According to the screenshots that were exposed at the time, his financial resources were not enough to intercept the leading stock of Rhine Biologics. Could it be that he joined the mysterious poker organization under such a coincidence?"

"That's how it is. After Zhang Yang joined the mysterious poker organization, he must have made a deal. Then, Fuchun Road emerged as a prominent player, and Caiyan.com experienced smooth sailing and rapid development. That's why the text message said that Zhang Yang is behind the Fuchun Road seat!"

"But the question is, why does the text message say that Mr. J is also flamboyant?"

"Also, Zhang Yang has been using the ID 'joker' for a while now, lowercase 'joker'. Could it be that he has a 'Little King' card and a 'Big King' card?"

Xu Xiang couldn't quite understand it.

However, it is certain that Zhang Yang is a member of the mysterious poker organization.

After a quick thought, Xu Xiang decided to call Chen Sanrong, the "jumping brother," to ask him about the organization and find out the identities of its members.

"Dududu-"

"Dududu-"

About ten seconds later, Chen Sanrong finally answered Xu Xiang's call.

"Chief Xu?"

Chen Sanrong's tone was tinged with excitement.

There are only about a hundred speculative investors in the A-share market, so it's normal for them to have each other's contact information. Chen Sanrong just didn't expect Xu Xiang to call him.

"What have you been up to lately, Jumping Bro? I haven't seen you chatting in the group lately." Xu Xiang didn't rush to ask questions, but instead tried to get closer to him.

"Haitong Foods has lost too much money, so I'm not in the mood to keep chatting in the group," Chen Sanrong said, offering an excuse.

He's not even sure if what he's doing now is the right thing to do.

The trading team of hundreds of people controlled tens of thousands of securities accounts, each of which held shares of A-share blue-chip stocks.

"Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war, don't be discouraged," Xu Xiang comforted him, then immediately revealed his purpose: "By the way, did you see the trading data for China Unicom today? Fuchun Road led a few speculative investors to top the institutional investors."

"I just checked, could Su Jianglu be you, Chief Xu?" Chen Sanrong guessed.

"Of course not. I'm right across from them. I'm calling you because I just received a message saying that Zhang Yang is from Fuchun Road. Weren't you recruited by Zhang Yang to try and take over Rhine Biologics' leading position? I just wanted to ask if there's any inside information or anything I know." Xu Xiang denied it while stating his purpose for calling.

Chen Sanrong was stunned. Zhang Yang is Fuchun Road? How could it be him? It's clearly Liao Guopei with the Shadowless Kick who is Fuchun Road!

Recalling Liao Guopei's scheme and his near-jail experience, Chen Sanrong was on the verge of speaking out, even though Shen Yufan had told him to keep a low profile.

Chen Sanrong: "Actually, Fuchun Road is the disguise seat of the Shadowless Kick!"

"Shadowless Kick?!" Xu Xiang was a little confused. How did Liao Guopei get involved again?
Liao Guopei is an openly known underling who runs errands for "Mr. J". If he is "Fuchun Road", then why does the text message say that Fuchun Road is flamboyant? And why does it say that Mr. J is also flamboyant?

Who is lying?

Whose intelligence is wrong?

"How do you know that the Shadowless Kick is from Fuchun Road?" Xu Xiang asked, voicing his doubts.

"Because...because..." Chen Sanrong hesitated for a moment, but after mentally preparing himself, he decided to confess: "Before I bought Haitong Foods, I went fishing with him to raise the price, but I never expected that he would set me up!"

"He took you fishing trips?"

"Yes."

Why did he bring you along?

"Because I guessed his identity, I threatened to expose him and make money for me."

How did you guess that?

Xu Xiang asked three questions in a row, because he really wanted to find out who "Fuchun Road" was and who his opponent was.

Now that things were out in the open, Chen Sanrong didn't hide anything and revealed his initial speculation: "Back then, when Zhang Yang and Wuyingjiao appeared together at 'Buffett's Charity Lunch,' I suddenly wondered if it was possible that after I refused to intercept the dragon, Wuyingjiao responded to the plan?"

"As you know, Chief Xu, after the Jianfeng Group successfully intercepted the dragon, Zhang Yang's financial research website was launched smoothly. Moreover, the time when Fuchun Road was active was exactly the time when it was being chased down by your Ningbo limit-up daredevil team and chose to disappear."

"And then..."

Chen Sanrong paused for a moment, then smiled wryly, "I went to find Wuyingjiao to join my gang, and you should know what happened after that." "During the fishing and price surge, what did you use to communicate?" Xu Xiang grasped the key point, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

"QQ".

"Are there any chat logs?"

"Have."

Where is the settlement statement?

"Also."

"Could you send me a copy?"

"No problem. If possible, I would appreciate it if you could help me avenge this loss, Chief Xu."

"of course!"

Xu Xiang's eyes sharpened. He hadn't expected that Fuchun Road was actually Liao Guopei's. No wonder his seat had disappeared since the Jianfeng Group; it turned out that the seat had been changed.

"I'll send it to you now." Chen Sanrong logged into QQ and took a screenshot, then logged into his securities account for the first time in a long time and sent the screenshot to Xu Xiang.

"Alright." After sending the screenshot, Chen Sanrong thought of something and whispered, "Also, be careful of Chief Xu on Yitian Road. His trading team seems a bit strange."

"Yitian Road? I'll remember that."

"Okay, then you go ahead and get busy."

"Thanks, Jump-off Bro. Come to Ningbo or Hudu, I'll treat you to dinner."

"Haha, okay."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Sanrong packed his things and left his office.

Meanwhile, Xu Xiang, after seeing the transaction records and chat logs, had already confirmed that Liao Guopei was indeed Fuchun Road.

"This stinky foot was hidden so well." Xu Xiang muttered to himself, while also wondering, "The text message said that Zhang Yang is from Fuchun Road and is also Mr. J. The sender must be saying that Zhang Yang, Fuchun Road, and Mr. J are members of the same organization. Joker Poker Little King, everything can be explained."

"but!"

Suddenly, Xu Xiang thought of something and whispered, "If we want more information, we'll have to pry He Jing or Tao Yuang's mouths open."

……

While Xu Xiang was still in the "thinking" stage, Wang Yawei had already arrived at He Jing's office and extended an invitation to take control of the market, saying: "Congratulations, Manager He, on obtaining the company's top exposure resources and holding so much public funds. Are you interested in taking control of the market together?"

Which ticket?

He Jing inquired.

"You should know about China Unicom," Wang Yawei said with a faint smile.

How do I know?

He Jing was puzzled.

“We’re all honest people, don’t play dumb. I know you have a poker organization behind you, and I’d like to join if possible,” Wang Yawei stated.

People, after all, put their own interests first!
Those in finance are even more focused on making money!

Although he is currently working with Xu Xiang, Ge Weidong, Chang Shishan and others, if the mysterious poker organization extends an olive branch to him, Wang Yawei will not hesitate to betray his allies.

"If a person doesn't look out for themselves, they'll be punished by heaven and earth"—this is the fundamental nature of society.

"What mysterious poker organization?"

He Jing was completely confused.

She is an honest and conscientious fund manager who works for the benefit of fund investors. She has never participated in any transfer of benefits, nor has she ever joined any group that transfers benefits.

“Tao Yuang, it’s a 3 in poker,” Wang Yawei said in a low voice.

"Oh, he's the 3 in poker. You should talk to him. I don't know anything about these things."

He Jing's tone remained indifferent. Although she knew some things, given her relationship with Wang Yawei, she wouldn't tell him everything.

"..."

Wang Yawei fell silent. He felt that He Jing was just not getting along with him. He had made his point so clear, but she still acted superior.

Honestly and diligently making money for fund investors, one might never be able to afford a Bugatti Veyron in a lifetime. But if one manipulates things, in five years, no, three years, one can live in a villa, drive a luxury car, and even keep a few male concubines if needed.

Since the other party was unwilling to participate in controlling the game and also unwilling to introduce him to the mysterious poker organization, Wang Yawei could only leave dejectedly.

"excuse me."

"No delivery."

Wang Yawei left the office.

He didn't give up. Instead, he remembered that He Jing had mentioned having a boyfriend at the dinner party. Now he had to find out who He Jing's boyfriend was and stir things up secretly. Maybe he could find a breakthrough.

He Jing looked away and returned her gaze to the computer screen in front of her.

Since Bao Xingwei visited China Asset Management and spoke privately with He Jing about Zhang Yang, her resources have increased dramatically.

Not only were her real estate funds promoted by several banks in the Shanghai area, but several leaders also put her in charge of a large-cap fund worth 40 billion yuan.

Despite having access to a large amount of public funds, He Jing never considered transferring benefits and had no intention of using investors' money to buy stocks at high prices.

The reason is simple: monthly salaries in the financial industry are generally high, and the year-end performance bonus is not a one-month salary or a three-month salary, but rather a performance-based monthly salary based on whether the performance is equivalent to five months or ten months or more.

Star fund managers, such as Wang Yawei, Chen Zhiming, and Sun Jiandong, can easily earn an extra 10 or even 20 months' worth of performance-based salary at the end of the year.

He Jing now has a total fund of over 40 billion yuan. As long as she behaves herself and waits until the end of the year when her performance is evaluated, she should be able to get an extra 10 months' worth of performance-based salary. Based on her monthly salary of 8000 yuan, the extra 10 months' salary would amount to 8 yuan.

In 2009, 8 yuan was enough for a luxurious trip to Europe, or even for a super-rich trip to Japan or South Korea.

He Jing didn't reach out, but Tao Yuang next door couldn't resist the temptation; driving the Bugatti Veyron was just too exhilarating.

Compared to his BMW M3 and Bugatti Veyron, his BMW M3 is nothing but a pile of crap!

However, Tao Yuang did not take the initiative to contact Xu Xiang, because Zhang Yang still had something on him and he dared not be too reckless.

……

The next day, in the early hours of the morning.

At night, when it should be quiet and peaceful, long queues formed outside Apple stores in first-tier and super-first-tier cities across China, such as Beijing, Shanghai, Shenzhen, Guangzhou, Hangzhou, and Chongqing, as countless young people wanted to catch up with the trend and use the latest iPhone 3GS.

At a directly operated store in Lujiazui, Shanghai, the queue was already 200 meters long, and all of the customers were young people under the age of 30.

Some people sat on the ground.

Some people sleep on cardboard boxes on the floor.

A group of people sat together chatting.

It wasn't just Shanghai; young people in other cities were queuing up just as much, all wanting to be among the first to buy the iPhone 3GS.

Such a "buying frenzy" naturally attracts the participation of reporters.

A van was parked on the street near the Apple Store, and staff from the Shanghai Finance Daily set up a "small portable satellite antenna" on the spot to transmit signals back to the newspaper via a synchronous satellite, enabling live streaming of the scene.

The photographer carried the camera, and reporter Xing Ting, after fixing her hair, waited for the camera to start recording.

"3."

"2."

"1."

As soon as the photographer said the number "1", reporter Xing Ting immediately began her opening remarks: "Good evening, everyone. I am Xing Ting, a reporter from Shanghai Finance Daily. I am currently at the Apple Store on Century Avenue in Lujiazui."

"As you can see, there are many young people queuing behind me, and as far as I know, the Apple Store opens at 8:30 a.m., which means they have to wait here for more than eight hours."

"What's the magic behind the iPhone 3GS? Let's interview them."

Although there was a delay of about 5 seconds, it was still a live broadcast, and at this time, a large number of viewers in the Weibo live broadcast room were discussing it.

[So handsome he got chopped up]: Are these people crazy? Is it worth it just to buy a phone?
[Licks cockroach's jade feet]: I can barely understand Shanghai, but the live broadcast room of the neighboring Beijing Financial News, in almost zero-degree weather, still has people queuing outside.

[I'm a poor Taoist priest]: What's this? Do you know how cold it is in Northeast China? It's below zero, and people are still lining up to buy phones.

[Love is not just talk]: I don't understand this group of post-80s. If they were even half as good as us post-70s, they wouldn't be called a lost generation.

[Wolf-like Persistent]: Don't generalize and condemn all those born in the 80s! The oldest of them are already 29, almost 30. Someone this resistant to the cold must be a post-85s!

As the live chat was flooded with comments, Xing Ting, a reporter from Shanghai Finance Daily, randomly approached a young man in line and asked, "May I bother you for a few minutes?"

The young man, wearing a down jacket and a thick scarf, looked wary and asked, "What TV station are you from?"

"We are reporters from Shanghai Financial News. My name is Xing Ting. We saw you queuing here in the early morning and would like to interview you. Is that alright?"

"alright."

After receiving permission, Xing Ting held up the microphone and asked, "Where are you from?"

"Hangzhou".

"Are you studying in Shanghai?"

"Work."

"Would it be convenient to tell me about your job?"

"Start your own business".

"You don't look that old, but I didn't expect you to be a boss already, haha."

“I’m 24 years old this year. I started my own shop right after graduation. I don’t earn much now, just enough to make ends meet. But the iPhone 3GS is going to be released in other countries, so I came to try it out.”

Do you know the price of a mobile phone?

"It seems to be 6999."

Are you under pressure?

"A little bit, but young people should dare to try new things. We post-85s should stand at the forefront of the times!"

When he said that, cheers erupted throughout the street. It was clear that a large proportion of the people here were born after 85. Several people next to the young man being interviewed also shared their opinions.

"Being young means being trendy!!"

"We are trendy guys!"

"I must get my hands on this tiny iPhone 3GS! I'm Edison Chen from Shanghai, oh yeah!!!"

Everyone is posing for the camera, showcasing their trend-chasing side.

Seeing this, reporter Xing Ting smiled and shared her opinion: "It's not hard to see from these young people that they are all brave enough to follow trends and try new things, and they really appreciate the exorbitant price of 6999 yuan for the iPhone 3GS. Perhaps the 3G era has arrived, and they are standing at the forefront of it!"

It wasn't just the Shanghai Financial News that gave its assessment; local media outlets such as Yanjing, Yangcheng, and Shenzhen also used eye-catching headlines to describe the frenzy of those eight hours from midnight to morning.

The iPhone 3GS, exclusively distributed by China Unicom, is very popular among young people in China, and 3G networks have become mainstream!

"Hundreds of meters long lines formed at night as hundreds of young people took to the streets to wait for the iPhone 3GS to launch. What is the magic behind it?"

Will China Unicom's stock price surge tomorrow? Young people are buying into trends on the streets of major cities late at night!

At this moment, all the media outlets are promoting the iPhone 3GS and China Unicom. Some reporters who are unaware of the truth and have not been paid are completely unaware that a large number of part-time slackers have infiltrated the long queues in various places.

They didn't know what was going on, only that someone was paying them 100 yuan to queue at an Apple store. They could sleep there, but they weren't allowed to disclose the details of their part-time job.

(End of this chapter)