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The next day, the financial circles of Beijing were far from calm.

Rumors are flying about the DeepBlue Plaza cocktail party last night, but what's even more eye-catching is the strange trend of DeepBlue Technology's stock price after the market opened.

At 9:30 a.m., as soon as the stock market opened, DeepBlue Technology's stock price plummeted like a kite with a broken string.

Within just ten minutes, the drop exceeded 5%.

Major financial forums and stock communities instantly erupted in chaos.

"Holy crap! What's wrong with Deep Blue Technology? Weren't they having a celebration party last night?"

"I heard there's a problem with the funding chain. Apparently, that holographic project is burning through cash too fast and is going to bankrupt the company."

"Insider information: a major international short seller has his eye on Deep Blue. Run! It'll be too late if you don't run now!"

"I've heard about it too. Apparently, they're also involved in financial fraud. The safety supervision bureau went to seal it off last night!"

Panic spread like wildfire. Countless retail investors began to sell off their shares, driving the stock price down and threatening to hit the daily limit down.

DeepBlue Technology Building, top-floor conference room.

On the huge electronic screen, the green downward curve looked particularly glaring.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was somewhat tense, and several executives had cold sweat on their foreheads.

"Mr. Bai, this drop can't go on," the CFO said anxiously. "The market is in a state of panic right now. If we don't intervene to support the market, a limit down tomorrow could trigger a chain reaction, and the banks will start demanding loan repayments."

"Yes, Mr. Bai, should we issue a statement to clarify?" the public relations manager suggested. "There are too many rumors online, all sorts of things."

Bai Jingyou sat in the head seat, toying with a pen in his hand, but his expression was unusually calm, as if what had fallen on the screen was not billions of dollars in market value, but just a few insignificant numbers.

He looked at Chen Mo, who was sitting on his left: "What's the current trading volume?"

"The sell orders are huge, and the main sellers are from several foreign capital accounts. It's obvious that Quantum Fund is behind this." Chen Mo stared at the computer screen, his fingers flying across the keyboard. "However, although the drop is sharp, it hasn't hit the daily limit down. It seems that someone is quietly accumulating shares below."

"Oh?" Bai Jingyou raised an eyebrow. "Looks like Uncle Feng is pretty quick."

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the gloomy sky outside.

"No need to issue an announcement, and no need to prop up the market." Bai Jingyou's voice clearly echoed throughout the conference room. "Let them smash it. Tell all departments to continue with their work. Anyone who dares to lose their composure at this time can go to the HR department and pick up their resignation letter."

The executives looked at each other, unsure of what to do, but seeing their boss so calm, they could only bite the bullet and go back to work.

Just then, the office door was pushed open, and Jiang Mengyao walked in somewhat flustered.

She was holding a tablet computer, and had obviously seen the news online as well.

"Jingyou, I saw on the news that..." Jiang Mengyao started to speak, but then she saw the room full of executives and stopped awkwardly. "Uh, did I interrupt your meeting?"

"No, meeting adjourned." Bai Jingyou waved his hand, signaling the others to leave.

After the executives filed out, Bai Jingyou walked up to Jiang Mengyao, took the tablet from her hand, and casually placed it on the table without even glancing at it.

"What? Afraid I'll go bankrupt?" Bai Jingyou chuckled and pinched her cheek.

"What time is it and you're still laughing!" Jiang Mengyao said anxiously. "Although I don't understand stocks, I know that a drop like this is definitely not a good thing. And a lot of people online are cursing you, saying you're a liar, saying that Shenlan Plaza is an unfinished project... It makes me feel bad."

Bai Jingyou felt a warmth in his heart when he looked into her worried eyes.

This silly girl doesn't care about money; she cares about his reputation.

"Mengyao, do you believe me?" Bai Jingyou suppressed his smile and looked at her seriously.

Jiang Mengyao nodded without hesitation: "Of course I believe you."

"That's good." Bai Jingyou pulled her to the floor-to-ceiling window, pointing to the gray city outside. "Look at this weather, doesn't it look like it's going to pour?"

"Yes, the weather forecast says it will be a heavy rainstorm."

"But above the clouds, the sun always shines brightly." Bai Jingyou's voice was deep and powerful. "Li Zifeng thought he was creating a storm, but he didn't know that I was the one controlling the weather."

He turned around, took a document from the drawer, and handed it to Jiang Mengyao.

"What is this?" Jiang Mengyao asked, taking the item with a puzzled look.

"This is DeepBlue Technology's strategic plan for the next quarter, along with several multi-billion dollar orders that have been negotiated but not yet announced," Bai Jingyou said calmly. "These include a holographic simulation training system in cooperation with the military, and security upgrade contracts with several major state-owned banks."

Jiang Mengyao stared wide-eyed at the documents in her hand in disbelief: "These...these are all true? If there's so much good news, why isn't it being released? The stock price will definitely rebound!"

"It would be pointless to announce it now." Bai Jingyou's lips curled into a sly smile. "It's like fishing. If you pull hard as soon as the fish bites the hook, it might get away. You have to play it first, make it think it's about to break free, and make it desperately dive into deeper water, exhausting its strength. When it's completely exhausted, that's the best time to reel it in."

Jiang Mengyao nodded as if she understood, though she didn't quite grasp the intricacies of the situation. Seeing Bai Jingyou's confident demeanor, she felt relieved.

"Then... what can I do for you now?" Jiang Mengyao asked.

"Yes." Bai Jingyou nodded seriously. "I want to eat your sweet and sour pork ribs for lunch. The chef in the cafeteria's cooking skills have declined recently."

Jiang Mengyao paused for a moment, then burst out laughing, giving him a playful glare: "At a time like this, you're still thinking about food! Fine, I'll make you some, you can eat until you're stuffed!"

Watching Jiang Mengyao's light and cheerful figure leave the office, the warmth on Bai Jingyou's face instantly vanished, replaced by a coldness as sharp as a knife.

He picked up the dedicated phone on the table and dialed Feng Rui's number.

"Uncle Feng, the bait has been almost completely swallowed."

A hearty laugh came from the other end of the phone, accompanied by the sound of typing: "Haha, Jingyou, you're pretty good at feigning weakness. I just checked, that Quantum Fund is really aggressive, they've almost borrowed all your shares. Their leverage is at least five times now."

"Five times?" Bai Jingyou sneered. "Li Zifeng really thinks highly of me. He wants to settle things in one battle."

"So when do we close the net?" Feng Rui asked, a hint of excitement in his voice. Even a financial tycoon like him rarely had the opportunity to hunt down an international vulture so decisively.

"No rush, let's wait two more hours." Bai Jingyou glanced at the time. "Wait until 2 PM, that's when people's willpower is at its weakest. At that time, I'll have someone release the first message."

"What news?"

"Deep Blue Technology has signed a strategic cooperation agreement with the China National Space Administration to jointly develop a next-generation space exploration simulation system," Bai Jingyou said slowly. "Uncle Feng, how many consecutive daily price limits do you think this news is worth?"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by an even louder burst of laughter: "Hahahaha! You little punk, you're ruthless! That blow will leave Quantum Fund either dead or badly bruised! Alright, my funds are all in place. As soon as you fire the starting gun, I'll sweep up every last chip on the market!"

After hanging up the phone, Bai Jingyou sat back down in his executive chair.

He turned on his computer, staring at the constantly changing green numbers on the screen, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

Li Zifeng, do you think you're hunting me down?

No, from the moment you stepped into the capital, you entered my hunting ground.

1:55 PM.

There are five minutes left before Bai Jingyou's scheduled counterattack time.

Li Zifeng was sitting in a private room at a private club, holding a glass of expensive red wine, with a huge projection screen in front of him displaying the stock price chart of DeepBlue Technology.

The stock price has already fallen by 8%, and is just one step away from hitting the daily limit down.

"Hahaha! That's satisfying! That's really satisfying!" Li Zifeng looked at the ghastly green curve, feeling all the pent-up frustration in his heart vanish. "Bai Jingyou, Bai Jingyou, weren't you so great? Didn't you have holographic technology? Why aren't you saying anything now? Have you become mute?"

Sitting next to him, Li He smiled obsequiously, peeled a grape, and handed it to him: "Brother, you're really something. Now, Bai Jingyou's probably going to jump off a building, right?"

"Jump off a building? That's too easy on him." A cruel glint flashed in Li Zifeng's eyes. "I want him to kneel before me, begging me to buy his company, and then I'll kick him aside like a dog! And that Jiang Mengyao, then..."

Before Li Zifeng could finish speaking, a strange fluctuation suddenly appeared on the curve of the projection screen.

The line, which had been trending downwards, suddenly shot upwards as if it had been electrocuted.

"Hmm? What's going on?" Li Zifeng frowned. "A last burst of energy before death?"

The next second, something even more astonishing happened.

The curve didn't drop; instead, it shot straight up like a rocket!

-7%……-5%……-2%……

"This...how is this possible?!" Li Zifeng's wine glass clattered to the ground, spilling red wine everywhere. "Where did all this money come from? Who's buying it?!"

Just then, his phone started vibrating wildly.

It was Smith from the Quantum Foundation calling.

Li Zifeng answered the phone with trembling hands. Before he could even speak, Smith's furious roar came from the other end.

"Li! You fucking screwed me over! Didn't you say DeepBlue Technology's cash flow was broken? Just now, DeepBlue Technology's official website and the China National Space Administration's official website simultaneously released a strategic cooperation announcement! Do you know what this means? It means their technology is backed by the state! All the short sellers have been wiped out! They've been liquidated! You're finished! We're finished too!"

Li Zifeng's mind went blank, and his phone slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

He stared blankly at the screen.

DeepBlue Technology's stock price has turned red and is surging towards the daily limit with unstoppable momentum!

That blinding red color, at this moment, seemed to him like the raging fire of hell, slowly engulfing him.