The Entertainment Industry in Turmoil: Young Actresses All Want to Rise to the Top

9 PM on April 23th.

Inside the Mohen Capital office, everything was as usual.

Shen Mo sat in his office, having just finished a call with Teng Huatao about the post-production progress of "Love is Not Blind".

Suddenly, his phone, which was on the table, vibrated violently, and the name "Zhao Feng" appeared on the screen.

Shen Mo's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he quickly picked up his phone to answer the call.

Before he could even speak, Zhao Feng's almost broken voice, filled with barely suppressed excitement and trembling, came through the receiver, a stark contrast to his usual calm and composed demeanor.

"It's broken! Mr. Shen! It's broken! The support line has been breached!!"

The sound coming through the receiver seemed to carry the scorching heat of the financial market.

Shen Mo's pupils suddenly contracted, and his body almost instinctively sprang up from the large office chair. All his idle thoughts were instantly cleared away, and his eyes became as sharp as a drawn sword.

"I'll be right there!"

He only said four words before hanging up the phone, yanked open the office door, and strode off, almost running, towards the core operations office at the other end of the corridor.

With a "bang," Shen Mo pushed the door open and entered.

The atmosphere in the small trading room was completely different from when he arrived that morning.

The air was filled with an atmosphere of extreme excitement and high tension.

On multiple screens, the K-line chart representing the Hang Seng Index decisively broke through the previous low support line, which Shen Mo had repeatedly emphasized and regarded as a key psychological and technical hurdle!

Zhao Feng stood in front of the main screen, his chest heaving violently, his face flushed with excitement, and his fingers even trembling slightly as he stared intently at the constantly fluctuating and declining numbers on the screen.

Chen Jun stood to the side, holding a data analysis chart that still carried the warmth of the printer. He was breathing rapidly, his eyes filled with awe at Shen Mo's accurate prediction.

"Mr. Shen! Look!"

Upon seeing Shen Mo, Zhao Feng immediately pointed at the screen, his voice still trembling, but he tried his best to maintain the coherence of his report.

"Just one minute ago, the price broke through the resistance with high volume! There was absolutely no resistance! Panic selling has completely erupted!"

On the screen, the bar chart representing trading volume suddenly spiked the moment the price broke through the resistance level, and the grim green color spread like a plague.

Shen Mo strode to the screen, stood up straight, placed his hands on the edge of the control panel, and scanned every key data point with the sharpness of a hawk.

His face showed no excitement, and was even more stern than usual, but his slightly narrowed eyes betrayed that he was far from calm.

He had waited too long for this moment.

This is not a simple numbers game; it is the first and most crucial lever he uses to shake up his future empire after his rebirth!

It is the cornerstone of all subsequent plans!

How many short positions do we hold?

Shen Mo's voice was calm and undisturbed, yet it sounded particularly penetrating in the excited room.

Zhao Feng immediately realized what was happening, and suppressing his excitement, he reported the situation at a rapid pace.

"Mr. Shen, before this big market move began, we held about 400 short positions around the average price of 22600."

"After the S&P downgrade news came out, we added about 350 short positions at an average price of around 20900."

"The average cost of building a position is around 21750 points! Now the index has fallen to..."

He glanced at the screen, "...17600 points! And it's still declining rapidly! Unrealized profits...unrealized profits have exceeded..."

He quickly did some mental calculations.

"Over 1.5 million!"

Even Shen Mo, who was used to all kinds of things, couldn't help but feel a jolt in his heart!

Compared to the initial investment of HK$400 million left in the account, the return on investment reached an astonishing 3100%.

That's not just cold, hard numbers on the books; it's a massive profit that would drive any financial tycoon crazy, the ammunition depot for Inkmark Capital's launch!

A brief silence fell over the trading room, broken only by the faint hum of the servers and the subtle electrical buzzing of the numbers on the screen.

Zhao Feng and Chen Jun held their breath, their eyes fixed intently on Shen Mo, awaiting his next instruction.

Should we immediately close the position and secure the profits?

Or should we continue to hold and try to make a greater profit?

Shen Mo slowly straightened up, his deep gaze sweeping once more over the dark line that was still extending downwards.

It's as if you can see through the screen the devastation in the global capital markets, and countless faces panicking and selling off.

Without the slightest hesitation, he decisively issued the new command, his voice steady, powerful, and leaving no room for doubt.

"Pass the order: proceed with the planned phased closing of positions to lock in profits."

"Notify the finance department to coordinate and withdraw 80% of the account funds, transferring them to the Mohen domestic account through the State Administration of Foreign Exchange."

"At the same time, closely monitor the market, look for the next resistance level, and use the remaining funds to prepare to establish new short positions."

"You're in charge of choosing the locations this time. Everyone needs to grow. Don't worry, I'll back you up."

"But remember, discipline comes first. Strictly set stop-loss lines, control risks, and do not allow any wishful thinking!"

"clear!"

Zhao Feng and Chen Jun spoke in unison, their spirits lifted, and they immediately turned around and threw themselves into the intense operation.

Shen Mo stood still, watching the ever-expanding profit figures on the screen, and slowly took a deep breath.

The first phase of the battle is now a foregone conclusion.

The harvest has begun.

He subconsciously touched his phone in his pocket, his fingertips brushing against the cold screen.

My first thought was to share this moment with that person.

He knew that Li Yitong might not understand these complex financial operations.

But she must understand that they have taken another big step closer to the future they dream of.

At this moment, Li Yitong is also quietly taking her first substantial step in her career in the entertainment industry, under a different identity.

However, this first step differed slightly from the grand plan she had initially written confidently in "Sister Li's Conquest Plan".

"Exclusive online streaming rights for 'Empresses in the Palace'?"

On the other end of the phone, Wang Siyu's voice carried a hint of helplessness and apology.

"Mr. Li, we tried to communicate with the copyright holder, but... the competition is too fierce. LeEco is determined to win, and the price they offered and the resource exchange terms they provided... we really can't compete with them at the moment."

After hanging up the phone, Li Yitong slumped listlessly onto her desk, tapping her forehead lightly against the cool surface, making a soft "knock-knock" sound.

Her crescent-shaped eyes drooped, and the corners of her mouth were turned up in a V-shape.

"To die before even achieving one's goal..."

She sighed softly, feeling somewhat frustrated by her first defeat as "General Manager of the Cultural and Entertainment Investment Department".

It's not a pleasant feeling to know perfectly well that it's a hen that lays golden eggs, yet be forced to watch it run into someone else's nest.

She took a deep breath, straightened up, patted her cheeks, and cheered herself up.

"Li Yitong! Cheer up! The road to stardom is never smooth sailing! There are plenty of golden eggs to be had!"