Hong Kong films: From street thugs to Hong Kong financial tycoons

New York, USA, Nasdaq Stock Exchange.

If hell has a color, then for the Wall Street short sellers tonight, it is an extremely glaring and chilling bullish signal.

"Fuck, the system's frozen! Unplug the network cable, fucking unplug the network cable!"

A seasoned white trader, as if possessed, grabbed the mechanical keyboard in front of him and slammed it hard against the Reuters terminal screen, which had crashed due to data overload.

Glass shards flew everywhere, cutting his cheeks, but he was oblivious, his face filled with a look of utter despair as if he had seen a ghost.

It was too fast. That sudden influx of $35 billion in pure cash was like a red-hot sword of Damocles, piercing right through the entire Nasdaq data ceiling.

On the big screen, Lionsgate's stock chart is showing the most bloody and brutal short squeeze in human financial history!

A drop of 30%!

A drop of 10%!

It's the same!

A 20% surge!

A 50% surge!!!

[Wealth Forecast: Core members of the Wall Street X86 Ecosystem Defense Alliance (MSI, some Intel shareholders, and branches of the Morgan financial group) have fallen into insolvency.]

Its core assets (including a top-secret X86 instruction set database and MSI operating system source code library) are about to enter bankruptcy liquidation proceedings. The optimal window for acquisition is expected to be 48 hours from now!

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have received a reward: God-level Scientific Research Aura - Inspiration Explosion, which can cause researchers to unleash a burst of inspiration within a designated area, allowing them to exert research capabilities far exceeding their current level!]

Looking at the rows of light blue characters on his retina, Lin Yao's smile deepened. This was his true trump card!

Long before those Wall Street rats were about to make their move, the panel had already accurately deduced the opponent's trump cards and leverage limits.

The reason Lin Yao dared to remain inactive and let the stock price plummet to such a heart-stopping low was because the panel clearly indicated the absolute coordinates of the death liquidation line.

In this seemingly thrilling gamble worth hundreds of billions, Lin Yao was actually just looking at the answers while writing his exam paper.

The system has now also rewarded me with a research halo, which will play a very important role in my future plans!

Lin Yao stood up and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window. Outside, the night view of Victoria Harbour was dazzling.

"Old Chen, do you think this is the end of it?"

Lin Yao suddenly asked.

Chen Zheng was taken aback, then frowned and thought for a moment: "Boss, Morgan Stanley and the others have all lost their principal and gone to zero. Now, those big players are holding huge amounts of bad debts owed to banks and securities firms."

"They've lost the ability to resist; it should be considered completely over, right?"

"The end? The real feast has only just begun."

Lin Yao turned around, and a cruel glint flashed in his deep eyes.

"I, Lin Yao, made my fortune through finance. In my understanding, crippling the opponent is never the ultimate goal. The ultimate secret of finance is to devour the opponent completely and suck out their marrow."

"Those few giants now owe at least 40 billion US dollars to major Wall Street brokerages. In order to force repayment, the brokerages will apply to the court tomorrow to freeze all of their core technology patents and personal assets."

Lin Yao walked to the sofa and sat down, placing his hands on his knees. An extreme sense of oppression, befitting a super-rich tycoon and a top-tier financial mogul, instantly swept through the entire room.

"Old Chen, have someone book plane tickets right now, and bring our top M&A legal team to New York."

Lin Yao spoke calmly, but every word was piercing: "Go stand guard outside the bankruptcy court on Wall Street, and visit Paul, Andy, and that old Morgan one by one."

"Tell them that Yaosheng Capital is willing to act as a white knight and fund the acquisition of the junk they are about to have forcibly auctioned off by the court."

Upon hearing this, Chen Zheng's eyes widened suddenly, and he gasped: "Boss, you mean...we should take advantage of their misfortune and forcibly acquire their core technology?"

"How can this be called taking advantage of someone's misfortune? This is a legitimate business merger and reorganization."

Lin Yao's lips curled into a devilish smile.

"Tell them that I'm willing to pay a bargain price of five billion US dollars to acquire control of MSI's operating system source code and a permanent, free license to all of Intel's x86 technology."

"After signing the acquisition agreement, they can use the money to negotiate with the bank, at least they won't have to sleep under a bridge right away."

"Not signing? Then when the court forces an auction, I won't even spend five billion. I'll just let those companies rot in my hands!"

That's incredible! This is truly utter annihilation!

Chen Zheng, who was listening from the side, broke out in a cold sweat, and even his gaze towards Lin Yao was filled with awe for the Demon King.

First, they forcefully liquidate your leverage in the stock market with pure cash, leaving you bankrupt and burdened with huge debts.

Just when you're about to jump off a building and your assets are about to be liquidated, he reappears as both a savior and the ultimate predator, taking a tiny fraction of the money he just made from you and forcing you to sell your most core technological assets to him at a bargain price.

This is a classic case of double-dipping, a clean sweep – this isn't just stock trading; it's a textbook example of malicious acquisition and strategic dismantling!

"Boss is brilliant! I'll arrange it right away!"

Chen Zheng's voice trembled with excitement. If he could really acquire the underlying patents of X86 and the code library of MSI at a bargain price, then Yaosheng Technology would truly be invincible in both software and hardware.

Lin Yao waved his hand, signaling Chen Zheng to get back to work. He turned back to look at the night view of Hong Kong outside the floor-to-ceiling window, stretched out a big yawn, and his bones cracked and popped.

"We've completely cleared the Wall Street section; all that's left is the tedious work of the legal department going through the procedures."

Lin Yao picked up the encrypted satellite phone next to him, a hint of anticipation for art flashing in his eyes.

"We've been filming this epic movie on location in Sichuan for several days now."

"With such a grand opening ceremony, I wonder if Fatty Wang and Uncle Zheng managed to capture the ethereal beauty of our Eastern mythology."

"Come on, Shuyi, let's go inspect the film crew. The stench of blood in this financial world is too strong. We need to go to the mountains to breathe some fresh air."