After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future
Chapter 550: 545: New Energy Sector, I Call the Shots
Chapter 550: Chapter 545: New Energy Sector, I Call the Shots
In the previous moment, Lu Liang had just stepped out the door,
and the next moment, he suddenly turned back.
Zhang Tian’ai was still in the bedroom, racking her brain, pondering how to cover the few small hickeys on her chest.
The brand for the dress at the press conference had been confirmed. She had seen the sample – high slit, strapless – nothing could be covered.
But if she didn’t attend, it would be a very significant fashion resource, greatly beneficial for raising her status and value.
“Naughty guy, couldn’t be gentle. Am I really too skinny? Should I gain a few pounds?”
Zhang Tian’ai suddenly began to reflect, vaguely hearing some noise outside the door, her heart skipped a beat, she quickly put on her pajamas, and cautiously, tentatively asked, “Who is it?”
“It’s me.” Hearing Lu Liang’s voice, Zhang Tian’ai breathed a sigh of relief, smiling, “Did you forget something?”
Lu Liang shook his head, touched Little Love’s cheek, and forced a smile, “I have something to deal with, mind if I use your study?”
“Oh, sure.” Zhang Tian’ai noticed Lu Liang’s bad mood and quickly said, “There’s a desktop inside, the password is six twos.”
Lu Liang nodded slightly and walked into the study.
When he went out, it happened to be nine-thirty, and he glanced at the trading software.
If the plan went as expected, today’s trend would open high and move higher, finally hitting the price limit.
Forcibly pulling up a wave of enthusiasm, calming yesterday’s trader discontent, keeping retail investors in a frenzy.
But unlike the heavy volume limit ups of the previous two days, today was a squeezed limit up, commonly known as a market maker’s exit model.
Once they offloaded enough chips, a high open and move up again tomorrow would completely end this trend.
Zhang Jing shouldn’t have made such a foolish mistake, hitting the limit right after the open, causing all retail money to flee. Who would step in then?
At that moment, Lu Liang’s phone rang, and he glanced at the caller, coldly snapped, “What’s going on?”
Zhang Jing recognized the displeased tone and hurriedly explained, “Mr. Lu, it’s not our funds at the limit.”
“Then who is it?” Lu Liang frowned deeply.
His phone only had a regular trading app, not the professional institutional software, unable to see more authentic data.
Zhang Jing said, “All positions were from Shenzhen Stock Connect. The inflow department seems to be the Jun’an Branch on Futian Road.”
Lu Liang puzzled, “Who took Li Chengrong’s place?”
“Apparently someone with the last name Wei, just took office yesterday afternoon, detailed information hasn’t been updated yet.”
Zhang Jing quickly added, “Mr. Lu, I’ve already asked a friend over there to help inquire.”
“What’s this newcomer up to?”
The anger in Lu Liang’s eyes gradually faded away, as long as it wasn’t their funds at the limit, it was fine.
After all, today was already the third limit-up board, other billion-dollar small caps were still manageable.
The key was BYD, repeatedly breaking historical highs, with today’s market value already reaching 242 billion yuan.
Opening at the limit board, maintaining until the end of trading would need at least 15 billion in funds.
If there were changes during trading, or a market crash, the needed funds would only rise.
If they couldn’t keep the limit until the close, then the day’s efforts would be wasted, and tomorrow would see a stampede of selling off.
It would end up with Lu Liang lifting the sedan chair for retail investors, hot money, and various institutions, burying himself in the process.
Even though their cost was extremely low, even if BYD’s stock price halved, they wouldn’t lose the principal.
But that’s not how to calculate it; yesterday’s profit was yesterday’s matter, today’s loss is just a loss.
Just like making 10 million last year, making only 8 million this year means losing 2 million.
“Mr. Lu, could it be that some newcomer is trying to please us, not wanting to fight us anymore?”
Zhang Jing pondered for a long time, knowing this reason sounded absurd, implying Li Chengrong died in vain, but it seemed there was no other possibility.
Since noticing someone holding the limit board, he immediately instructed all traders to increase fund outflows and cash out at the high point.
Minutes passed, and they had already cashed out over six billion, while the other side acted like their own people, very cooperative, buying as much as was sold.
“Really this cooperative?” Lu Liang rubbed his chin, deep in thought, his fingers tapping frequently on the table.
He glanced at the time, suddenly smiled, and said, “Then let’s cash out another five billion and violently break the board to test their sincerity.”
“If they are sincere enough, they would spare no cost to help us hold the limit, and we would accept their goodwill.”
“If there’s no sincerity, then we’ll do it ourselves and reward them with two more limit-ups.”
Offering a welcoming gift required Lu Liang’s acceptance, an imposing gesture was a must, lest they fail to understand later.
But he wasn’t unreasonable. It was now 9:40 AM; the first half hour was always the most active trading period daily.
This time, they would specifically target BYD’s board, with a five billion cash out taking roughly ten minutes.
As long as the newcomer exhausted efforts to take over the chips during their attack,
by the time it reached ten o’clock, Lu Liang would lend a helping hand to complete the lockdown.
This afternoon, or tomorrow morning, as soon as their cash-out met psychological expectations, Lu Liang would self-suspend, allowing Zhang Jing to entertain them into making big profits together.
Meanwhile, on Shenzhen Futian Road.
“Mr. Wei, Mr. Lu seems aware of our intention and is starting to cooperate with a slow sell-off.”
Zhao Quan felt a surge of joy, looking at the colorful data, as if he saw Lu Liang accepting their goodwill response.
“It seems Mr. Lu is a reasonable person.” Wei Jianfeng’s lips curved into a smile, and he felt a moment of relief inside.
As long as they coexist peacefully with Lu Liang, the ‘proxy’ in ‘proxy agent’ can be removed, and next comes the ‘agent.’
He glanced at the six traders beside him, each with expressions like they’ve lost their fathers.
When a person dies, they are esteemed; Li Chengrong sacrificed himself, dying a hero’s death, and he has been elevated in their hearts.
In contrast, Wei Jianfeng, handing over the hard-won victory and making concessions, was undoubtedly committing sacrilege.
“A bunch of stubborn fools.”
Wei Jianfeng cursed silently, and whispered to Zhao Quan, “Find an excuse to fire them all.”
The traders, especially those from a Hong Kong Capital institution, he could easily have people lining up from Shenzhen to Yangcheng for interviews with just a beckoning hand.
And without exception, they would all come from top financial graduate programs nationwide, either master’s or doctoral students.
For a dead man, giving him attitude—what else could you call it but stubborn foolishness?
Zhao Quan froze for a moment, words at the tip of his tongue, but swallowed them back, nodding, “Okay, Mr. Wei.”
He was himself like a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river, and could only sincerely apologize in his heart to them and Li Chengrong.
At 9:51, they had already borne 18 billion in chips for Lu Liang and retail investors.
In the trading room, someone suddenly shouted, “Mr. Wei, someone is crashing the market on BYD.”
The 3 billion order on BYD, they held 2.2 billion; more, they pulled back a bit; less, they added a bit.
In the first 21 minutes of trading time, the order volume remained around 3 billion to ensure the board wouldn’t break today.
However, just past 51 minutes, the trading details suddenly showed dozens of trades, thousands, tens of thousands of shares.
The 3 billion order volume,
visibly dwindled at a rapid pace.
Almost instantly, it was devoured completely.
A straight line, like a plunging elevator, instantly pierced the rise limit.
On the time division chart, a terrifying large dark line suddenly appeared.
“Mr. Wei, this is an opportunity. If we cooperate with the selling forces, we might counterattack and bury Lu Liang.”
Zhao Quan’s eyes lit up; as long as the counterattack succeeded, his guilt toward Li Chengrong would lessen, and he’d have the status to honor him.
“No, don’t rush. Use funds to stabilize the market first, ensure it doesn’t turn red, let me think carefully.”
Wei Jianfeng frowned deeply, looking at the other stocks, as BYD’s break stirred unrest.
But they weren’t as decisive as with BYD, just small incremental order increases, with some panic.
He looked through the Tianxing System’s eighteen stocks, including the new energy sector, and finally at the overall market.
Except for the new energy sector, sentiment in the other sectors wasn’t particularly high.
Today might not see a rise, but as long as no force majeure occurs, there won’t be a major drop.
Wei Jianfeng suddenly made a decision: “Force the board up, pretending there’s a high-level disagreement, like a cleansing.”
He might be what people said behind his back, not a good person, but definitely not a fool.
Just twenty minutes ago, he gave Lu Liang a welcome gift, and now he’s about to stab him.
If he could kill Lu Liang, fine, but the key is, it won’t even inflict real harm.
If Lu Liang finds out, his fate wouldn’t be much better than Li Chengrong’s.
So he decided, let there be loss, but no more unrealistic hopes. After all, Li Chengrong bears the blame.
Maybe Lu Liang will remember him, and if they show some goodwill later, his future would be secure.
“The downward trend has stopped, brothers, leaving or staying?”
“This year is the first year of new energy, if you want to leave, just go, but I’m definitely holding on.”
“Charge, the daring ones prosper; the timid starve. If others are greedy, I’m greedier.”
“Tesla’s $200 billion, BYD’s 240 billion yuan, does that even make sense?”
“These days are just catching up, Liangzi is probably close to the secondary re-auction line, I can’t think of a reason for a drop.”
In the stock bar, retail investors were discussing intensively; as for Li Chengrong’s advice to cash out while ahead, it was long forgotten.
A day’s increase of ten points, investing 100,000 yields 10,000 profit, what salaried worker could withstand such temptation?
An old saying goes, one white line through three black lines, let alone three very strong rise limits.
The sudden drop hasn’t pinned it directly on a decline, it’s definitely cleansing, preparing for a second wave attack.
“The market sentiment is truly feverish, but A-shares are not US stocks, one land-to-sky, two rise limits, that’s about it.”
Lu Liang’s lips curved into a smile of admiration, seeing Wei Jianfeng’s resolute attitude to support the market.
In seven minutes, they bombarded with over 8 billion in chips, all absorbed by him, with no sign of rebellion.
“Alright, let’s leave it at that, accept his welcome gift, and cooperate with them to unload subsequently.”
Lu Liang paused, then chuckled, “Have someone convey a message for me, gentle streams flow far; making money is fine, but don’t make your exit look so unseemly.”