Shocking! This student is phenomenal!

In the office of Kiyoe Capital in Kyoto.

Zhong Wei was dumbfounded as he watched the orders being fulfilled one after another.

What the hell is going on?

Are the people of Japan crazy?

They're still buying heavily even though the stock has already hit its daily limit down?

They were buying when the stock hit its daily limit up, and now that it's hit its daily limit down, they're still buying?

Are they prepared to hold a large stake in Huangxing Paper Industry regardless of cost? Aren't they afraid of losing money by going so far?

Zhong Wei was very confused, so he called Su Jiang to confirm.

Consider whether to let the stock rebound to its daily limit due to their large-scale buying, or to continue placing sell orders.

After the call is connected.

Su Jiang was also stunned.

This little dog from Japan is playing a bit too wildly!

He quickly glanced at Huangxing Paper Industry.

The trading volume was astonishing.

"Zhong Wei, immediately cancel our sell orders and let them buy in at a higher price. We'll dump the shares again tomorrow."

"We're not in a hurry to buy in; the market will likely open at the daily limit down tomorrow."

Su Jiang said calmly.

He's not in a hurry. If you want to play the limit-up game today, then go ahead and buy at the limit-up price. I'll give you a slightly higher price.

Anyway, Su Jiang knows the cost price of those guys from Japan, so only a high opening price tomorrow will allow them to break even.

So if we give up today, the market will open at its daily limit down tomorrow.

They can lock up their money in the same way.

After receiving Su Jiang's order, Zhong Wei immediately ordered the order to be cancelled.

As a result, all the traders cancelled their orders.

Suddenly, the hundreds of thousands of sell orders at the limit down price were reduced to only tens of thousands.

Then it quickly became several thousand.

Thanks to the purchase by Jiro Nakajima's fund, the price limit down was broken.

Then it rises straight up, just like a utility pole, pulled directly from the ground.

The stock immediately hit its daily limit.

For a time, Huangxing Paper Industry became an anomaly in the entire stock market.

From limit up to limit down and then back to limit up.

Even roller coasters aren't this thrilling.

Of course, many retail investors with a keen sense of smell also noticed at this time that it was all institutions fighting each other, and if they made a move, they would be caught in the crossfire.

Therefore, when the price hits its daily limit, many people choose to place sell orders directly.

Holding onto such stocks for even one more day carries risk. Making a small profit is enough; it's best to avoid such dangerous things for now. If the stock suddenly drops to several limit-down days, you won't even have a chance to exit.

Therefore, many of the buy orders placed by Jiro Nakajima were filled by these retail investors.

By the time the market closed, Jiro Nakajima and his group had bought nearly 100 million more shares of Huangxing Paper.

That night, Nakajima Jiro didn't wake up until after 10 p.m.

He groggily opened his eyes and found himself lying in a hotel room.

Somewhat puzzled, he asked, "How did I get here?"

Jiro Nakajima sat up and asked with some curiosity.

The villager sitting next to him, who was taking care of him, had already fallen asleep.

He was startled to hear Jiro Nakajima's voice: "Mr. Nakajima, you're awake?"

"Huh? What are you doing here?" Nakajima Jiro was stunned when he saw Komura Uejima.

What have I done? How did I end up in a hotel? And what's this about coming to this small village on an island?

Looking at the exhaustion and resentment on Komura Uejima's face, and at his own disheveled clothes, Nakajima Jiro felt a sense of existential crisis.

No way, did I just do *that* with Komura on the island?

"Mr. Nakajima, you're finally sober. You have no idea how much baijiu you drank just now."

"I told you this liquor was very strong, but you didn't believe me and kept trying to drink it down your throat, and then you passed out. I stayed with you the whole time."

Komura Ueshima has been hiding many things.

For example, just now, Jiro Nakajima wanted to do a striptease on the bed, and no matter how hard we tried to stop him, we couldn't.

For example, Jiro Nakajima stripped naked and stood on the balcony, staring at the tatami mats outside for a long time, treating the tatami mats like women.

For example, after urinating, someone might scoop up a spoonful of urine from the toilet bowl and drink it.

The villagers were exhausted from packing and being prevented from going to the island.

"Thank you for taking care of me all this time. What time is it now?" Nakajima Jiro shook his head, feeling like he had amnesia and had no idea what had just happened.

I just feel like there's something strange in my mouth.

There's a feeling I can't quite put my finger on.

"It's 10:25 PM now," Komura Uejima said to Nakajima Jiro after checking his phone.

Just then, Jiro Nakajima heard the sound of someone flushing the toilet in the next room.

He seemed to have figured out what his mouth tasted like.

Why does my mouth smell like urine?

"I asked Nakajima Jiro curiously."

He then exhaled again to feel the sensation.

It definitely smelled like urine, and Jiro Nakajima was very curious.

"Ahem, Mr. Nakajima, you don't know, but Chinese people also call baijiu 'horse urine,' which means that after drinking it, it will have a urine-like smell, especially for someone like you who is drinking it for the first time. You'll get used to it the next time you drink it."

How could someone from Xiaocun Shangdao dare to admit that they just drank their own urine?

He had no choice but to think of this excuse.

After hearing Komura Uejima's explanation, Nakajima Jiro nodded, ran his tongue around in his mouth, and felt that it was indeed as Komura Uejima said, after drinking this sake, his mouth was filled with the smell of urine.

At that moment, Komura's phone lit up; there was a message.

Komura Ueshima picked up his phone and looked at it.

When Nakajima Jiro saw Komura Uejima take out his phone, he also thought of his own phone.

"Hey, it's been so long. I wonder if anything's happened on our foundation's side?"

"Where's my phone? Did anyone call me while I was asleep?"

He looked around and started searching for his phone.

"cell phone?"

"I've been with you until now, and I haven't heard your phone ring."

Komura Uejima stared blankly at Nakajima Jiro, his face full of innocence.

"That's impossible! I always carry my phone with me! And I make a lot of calls, how could there be no sound?"

As Jiro Nakajima spoke in disbelief, he pulled up the blanket.

But there was no phone under the blanket, so he had to search his body again, but still nothing.

Suddenly, Jiro Nakajima felt his stomach churning and he wanted to vomit.

I pulled over the trash can, about to vomit into it, when I saw the phone inside, which was already covered in vomit.

"cell phone!"

He quickly took his phone out of the trash can.

After wiping away the vomit, I pressed the screen.

He noticed the screen was off, looked around, and realized that his phone had been turned off.

"Who put this in here? Who turned it off?"

Jiro Nakajima looked at Uejima Komura with a questioning tone.

Because Komura Uejima just said that he has been staying here with me the whole time.

Since I was asleep the whole time, who turned off my phone? Who threw it in the trash?

Komura Uejima looked completely bewildered; what did he know?

I haven't seen a trace of the cell phone since then.

"Could it be that the power is out?"

he guessed.

He had only spoken half of his sentence when the phone in Jiro Nakajima's hand lit up.

The computer is powered on.

Then, Jiro Nakajima saw many missed calls on the screen.

Click on it again.

The first two call logs were from his own subordinates.

I don't recall answering the phone, so who could have answered it?

Jiro Nakajima's sharp gaze instantly fixed on Komura Uejima beside him.