Many children, many blessings; the story begins with revenge against the beautiful boss.

Yan Bin pulled a stack of A4 papers from the file bag, which were covered with dense writing.

He slapped the stack of documents hard and said smugly, "Yongzi, I told you long ago not to chase after high goals, but you wouldn't listen!"

Then, he launched into a long and detailed introduction:

"Look! International titanium prices have stabilized, the hype surrounding Tianhuan New Materials is almost over, and the internet is full of negative news!"

"Many war commentators online say that although Petrov's troops are launching a fierce attack on Mal, the chances of success are slim."

"His troops are too prominent and the battle lines are too long. If he does not receive substantial support from within Ukraine, he is very likely to be encircled by the White Army."

"The White Army has already mobilized troops in the rear, preparing to besiege Petrov's army on the outskirts of Mal."

"In my opinion, the Ukrainian offensive will definitely be stopped by the Belarusian forces, and Petrov's strong momentum won't last long!"

Liu Yong was completely confused and asked, "What does the price of titanium alloy have to do with that Mal City thing?"

Yan Bin immediately said disdainfully, "Idiot, you don't even understand this, what are you even doing?"

He explained with smug satisfaction:

"Mahr City is the metal industry center of Belarus, accounting for one-third of the world's titanium alloy production."

"If Mal City falls, the price of titanium will skyrocket, but that's impossible."

Liu Yong felt he knew nothing and was embarrassed, but wanting to regain his composure, he braced himself and asked:

"How do you know it's impossible? What if that Peter guy succeeds?"

"It doesn't exist!"

Yan Bin said confidently:

"Online military commentators are saying that Petrov is at his last gasp and about to kick the bucket!"

"He has absolutely no chance of taking down Mal City!"

He confidently advised Liu Yong, "Yongzi, trust me, this wave is definitely over. Let's make some money and get out of here."

As expected, Tianhuan New Materials continued its downward trend from yesterday as soon as the market opened, falling several points immediately.

The stock price plummeted from around 20 yuan to around 18 yuan, with the lowest price during the day even touching 17.8 yuan.

Liu Yong's face was deathly pale, his palms were sweating, and he kept staring at the screen, repeatedly asking Cao Kun, "Boss Cao, is it really still possible to get it? Should we come out first?"

Cao Kun, however, remained remarkably calm, responding with an air of nonchalance: "Anyway, I'm not coming out. You can sell it if you want."

He knew that all of this was just the market manipulator shaking out weak hands, and that the stock price would reach 23.11 yuan by the close of trading tomorrow, so he wasn't afraid at all.

Liu Yong panicked even more, swiping his fingers across the phone screen, hesitating for a moment.

Yan Bin stood there smugly, convinced that his judgment was absolutely correct, and patted his chest, saying:

"Listen to me, sell now! If you drag this out any longer, you'll lose even this small profit!"

He turned to Qian Haoran and asked, "Haoran, what do you think?"

Qian Haoran thought for a moment, scratched his head, and said, "I think what you said makes some sense."

Yan Bin's face lit up with joy when he heard that Qian Haoran also supported his view. He then said to Cao Kun:

"Brother Kun, look, everyone agrees with my point of view. If you ask me, you've made quite a bit of money, so why don't you take some of it out quickly?"

Cao Kun shook his head: "Whether you sell or not is your business, but I definitely won't sell right now."

Yan Bin looked somewhat disappointed. He waved the documents in his hand and said earnestly:

"Hey Kun, I'm not jealous of you. Even though you've made so much money, I don't mind at all. We're brothers, after all."

"Tianhuan New Materials is clearly on the verge of collapse. Seeing you lose so much money breaks my heart!"

Cao Kun was speechless for a moment. If I had actually taken your advice and sold the stocks, I would have been heartbroken to death.

Seeing that Cao Kun was unmoved by reason, Yan Bin said with great distress, "Brother Kun, please believe me this once, Tianhuan New Materials is really doomed!"

Before he could finish speaking, messages started popping up like crazy on the computer in front of Xiao Li.

Xiao Li jumped up and shouted to everyone in the trading room with a beaming smile:

"Breaking news! Petrov dispatched elite forces in a surprise attack on Mal City, and the city has been successfully captured!"

Meanwhile, everyone in the trading room witnessed a miraculous scene:

Just a second ago, Tianhuan New Materials' stock price was hovering around -10%.

The next second, a straight line shot up wildly, and Tianhuan New Materials' stock price began to rise like a rocket!

18 yuan!

19 yuan!

20 yuan!

21 yuan!

22 yuan!

23 yuan!

Within almost a minute, Tianhuan New Materials' stock price soared to a high of 23 yuan, even showing signs of trying to hit the upper limit of 24 yuan.

Cao Kun immediately reacted: "Xiao Li! Start shipping right away!"

"Haoran, call your sister right now! This is a great opportunity to ship the goods!"

Qian Haoran was stunned for a moment, and without thinking about anything else, he took out his phone and called Qian Xining.

Yan Bin was stunned. Looking at the suddenly bustling trading room, he was at a loss.

Is this...is this correct?

Yesterday I spent the whole night browsing military bloggers, and not one of them thought Petrov could take Mal City.

Cao Kun had no time to deal with him right now. He knew very well that Tianhuan New Materials' closing price on Friday was 23.11 yuan.

Cao Kun was already mentally prepared, thinking that it would be good enough to sell all the shares at around 22 yuan.

Being able to sell stocks now at over 23 yuan is a godsend.

He wasn't willing to waste a single second, constantly urging Xiao Li and his team: "Faster, faster! The faster we sell, the better!"

The traders, led by Xiao Li, dared not slack off and were frantically placing sell orders, their keyboards practically smoking from typing.

The market was stimulated by this news, and trading volume became extremely active.

A massive influx of buy orders poured in instantly, and no matter how many sell orders Xiao Li and his team placed, they were all absorbed in a flash.

Liu Yong was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out his phone, opened the trading software, and selected to sell all.

Inside the Tengjiang Luxury Car Center, Qian Xining was also loudly urging from her trading room: "Hurry! Sell everything immediately, don't leave a single share!"

With the massive sell-off by Xiao Li and others, Tianhuan New Materials' stock price was temporarily stabilized at around 23 yuan.

It can't go up, and it can't go down.

The market was stunned by the massive sell-off: "What's going on? Such a huge positive development, and instead of buying, you're dumping shares?"

"Who is this deity?"

Fortunately, the bullish funds in the market ultimately prevailed.

By 2:30 p.m., with Cao Kun selling off his last remaining position, Tianhuan New Materials finally hit its daily limit up.

All the funds in the market breathed a sigh of relief: "Damn it, go check who this lunatic is, he's a total rip-off."

However, no matter how much they investigated, they could only find a branch of Changteng Securities.

Are you kidding me? If the chairman's daughter were to personally handle it, it would be a miracle if outsiders could find out.

After this battle, Changteng Securities became famous overnight.