"Does this really work?"

Lu Liang was on the phone while walking, nodded at Li Bing who was squatting by the door, and entered the New Chenghai Building together.

"Maybe it does." Zhang Jing was unsure, not knowing if Boss Lu would buy into it.

"It's useless for us; everyone must pay for their actions, and they know that too." Lu Liang smiled faintly, recalling some institutions that liked writing little essays.

Such as parents being bedridden, medical expenses still unpaid, thus financing long, resulting in a crash, and if it falls further, then what will happen.

The pattern is old, but very effective. As long as it's written with enough emotional appeal, there will always be passionate youths taken in, acting impulsively, becoming the scapegoat for these institutions.

"Mr. Lu, do you think the news is fake?" Zhang Jing was surprised, also reminded of those stock market essays.

"The news is probably true, after all, it's not just millions but billions in losses." Lu Liang's smile remained, his tone very calm: "A human life is just a few bucks."

"As long as someone believes it, even if it reduces losses by tens of millions or billions, it's considered dying for a cause."

Li Bing was stunned, although he didn't know who Lu Liang was talking to or what it was about, how indifferent must one be to say such words?

Noticing Li Bing's reaction, Lu Liang glanced at him, then said, "Don't worry, stick to the plan."

After speaking, he put away his phone and smiled, "Mr. Li, have you been waiting long?"

Li Bing chuckled awkwardly, "Just got here, not long."

"You just follow me later. In the afternoon's roadshow, heads from Softbank, Temasek, the Saudi Sovereign Fund, and other institutions will participate in DiDi's first IPO event."

Lu Liang and Li Bing chatted as they walked, arriving at a meeting room on the seventh floor of the building, where they encountered Liu Qing, whom they hadn't seen in a long time, at the door.

"Mr. Liu, how have you been?" He smiled, as Liu Qing, although resigned, was still a shareholder of DiDi.

"Thanks to Mr. Lu, I've been well." Liu Qing looked at Li Bing, smiled, and nodded, "Are you here for tomorrow's IPO, Mr. Li?"

Li Bing nodded, Liu Qing pondered for a moment, then said, "If convenient, could you leave a contact? I'll have Mr. Yang from Lenovo Ventures get in touch with you."

Among Weiliao's three companies, although Li Xiang was leading the way, NIO seemed to fall behind, but NIO always received investments from Lu Liang.

She really wished she could tear Lu Liang apart to vent her hatred, but she wouldn't question Lu Liang's investment vision.

Don't go against people who bring you money.

Moreover, they enter the market with Lotus, investing in more new energy car companies also helps in better understanding the industry.

Li Bing glanced at Lu Liang, got a nod of approval, and immediately beamed, "Thank you, Mr. Liu, for your help, much appreciated."

Sitting under a big tree is always comfortable; even before the IPO starts, getting support from Lenovo Ventures ensured a grand lineup tomorrow.

"Mr. Li, I'll go to a meeting with Mr. Liu first. Why don't you take a look around?"

Lu Liang waved to Xu Jiawei, who had been with DiDi for a few months now, more than capable of acting as a tour guide.

"Alright, alright, thank you, Secretary Xu."

As they temporarily left, Lu Liang looked at Liu Qing, politely motioned, "Mr. Liu, this way, please."

The host's attitude was obvious, not only was Li Bing a guest, but so was Liu Qing now.

"Thank you." Liu Qing's smile remained, but her eyes flashed with a bit of chill.

As they opened the door, the meeting room was already filled with people like Cheng Wei, Zhu Jingshi, Shen Peng, and Zhu Hu.

Cheng Wei clapped his hands to draw everyone's attention, "Everyone's here, let's begin."

As the two took their seats, DiDi held its first shareholder meeting of the year, mainly focused on the IPO.

While everyone discussed, the Shenzhen River pier in Futian District, Shenzhen, was suddenly cordoned off by the police.

A sixteen-minute-long video quickly went viral on Douyin, Weibo, Tieba, and many major platforms.

"I know, I'm already dead, after death, I'll merge with the A-shares, chasing the ups and downs of the K-line as oxygen."

"Before I closed my eyes, I saw traders from several eras, Livermore, Grim, Thomas Lee."

"I seemed to see messengers from below, asking why such a young age, choose to end it all?"

"Turns out the underworld also likes gossip, but I guess you'd be curious too."

"It all started when I was 12, my family conditions were quite good, my parents intentionally nurtured my bilingual skills in Chinese and English."

"That year, I encountered a book called 'Manic', yes, the favorite of the speculator king Livermore."

"Since then, I've been infatuated with value investing."

"After tireless reading, with exceptional acumen, I achieved financial freedom at the age of 26."

"I was among the first investors in Shenzhen, the first red vests, and also one of the first licensed analysts of the Securities and Futures Commission..."

A self-proclaimed trader's confession, narrated in a remarkably tranquil tone, told of a life of ups and downs in the financial market.

He never regretted entering this market, more feeling pity for not being able to watch his children grow, deeply sorry to his family, and offered advice to those who follow.

Pushed by those with agendas, the trader's identity became known to the public, he was the person involved at the Shenzhen River police line.

Over time, more and more information was revealed by so-called insiders, and people learned the causes and effects, shorting new energy, his positions got wiped out.

"The stock market is risky; entering the industry requires caution."

"I can't figure it out, since he could develop from speculator to institutional head, managing a trillion-dollar asset, why couldn't he think it through?"

"Is there a possibility that he did think it through?"

"The more successful a person is, the prouder they become; they can't accept their own complete failure."

"Seems familiar, if Liangzi flopped in the future, would he also follow in the trader's footsteps?"

"It's possible, but unlikely, Liangzi's profits over the years have mostly been invested in Su City."

"Liangzi! The pride of Su City, balancing finance and industry with stability, no need to worry."

Netizens discussed fervently, especially stockholders who could deeply relate to the anxious and excited emotions when chasing high prices.

This video was like a cold bucket of water, almost extinguishing the investor frenzy in the new energy sector.

Buying high and selling low is inadvisable; it's better to earn 1% of 90% probability than 10% of 10% probability.

All pre-emptive actions aim to protect the principal, which is the backbone, the essential foundation. Keep the forest, and there's no fear of running out of firewood.

Meanwhile, midway through the meeting, Xu Jiawei knocked and entered, approaching Lu Liang to inform him of Zhang Jing's urgent call.

"Sorry, I need to take a call." Lu Liang apologized to everyone, quickly exiting the meeting room.

He reached the end of the hallway by the window, calling Zhang Jing back, learning the full scope of the incident, his brow gradually furrowing.

After watching the full fifteen-minute video, Lu Liang was silent: "We guessed the beginning, but not the outcome."

"A lot of chips were sold off at the limit-up, retail buy orders basically vanished, leaving only institutions to step in."

Zhang Jing felt lost, knowing the video contained falsehoods, but the fabricated parts wouldn't exceed 5%.

He believed every trader, after watching it, could sympathize, empathize with that sense of helplessness.

They anticipated a dagger, but didn't expect such a soft one, silent yet deafening.

Now looking back, upon further thought, this seemed the most fitting and best approach.

Lu Liang's notorious temper was well-known; coming at him hard would only make him harder.

Pressuring through public opinion could backfire, better to use the dying man's truthful words.

Soft tactics, curving the country through benevolent strategies.

"Without retail support, just sell, let them close their positions."

Lu Liang's tightly knit brow gradually eased; now, with many retail investors selling in unison, without retail to support the price."

Relying solely on the remaining over 30 billion in their account, they couldn't sustain the subsequent performance of eighteen stocks."

They could only miss one limit-up board, at high levels exchange chips, letting the short-selling institutions buy back stocks to complete the closing, passing on the baton.

"It's also considered dying for a cause."

Ending the call with Zhang Jing, Lu Liang returned to the meeting room to continue the previous discussion.