"Give me 50 million shares of 737 and 749 before the market closes today."
Early the next morning, Ling Yansen came to Jiayu early, turned on his computer, took a piece of A4 white paper, and drew a table. This was what he habitually did before the stock market opened every day. After reading
Check the time, call the people to come, and get ready to do things.
After waiting for a while, someone came in from outside and shouted, "The market is open!"
Ling Yansen and everyone took action quickly.
"737,749, each divided into five plates, each worth one million, 737 is listed at 50 cents, and 749 is listed at 63 cents."
Everyone was waiting, counting the minutes and seconds. The people under my command were staring at the page, but when it was nine forty, there was no movement at all.
"Mr. Ling, what's going on? Why aren't there any sales? This is so abnormal!" A subordinate couldn't help but mutter.
Ling Yansen looked at the lonely number on the white paper, fifty million, and remained silent.
About five minutes later, Ling Yansen called his stockbroker, "737, pay 60 cents, get 10,000. 749, pay 70 cents, get 10,000."
Another ten minutes passed with no movement.
The assistants looked at each other in confusion, and finally all looked at Ling Yansen. Ling Yansen did not speak, but his eyebrows were furrowed with the intention of deepening. His slender fingers, with clear joints and white knuckles, tapped lightly on the table.
Soon, he thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "737, hang up one piece."
"Where's 749?" the assistant asked.
"Hang one too."
The sharpened pencil end and the eraser end hit the desktop hard. On the third hit, movement finally appeared on the computer screen. The assistant next to him shouted, "Hey! There are 10,000 shares of 737 here, but they are missing."
749, Mr. Ling, what should I do?”
"Yes, yes!" Ling Yansen ordered impatiently. He glanced at the clock at the bottom of the computer screen and saw that it was already two minutes past eleven noon. The situation looked a bit strange and not too optimistic.
Now that no one is selling, we can only increase the stock price little by little. Although the number of 50 million shares is not large, as the price rises, the amount of transactions will gradually become infinite.
Ling Yansen turned around and ordered, "Both stocks will be priced at $1.50. I want to buy tens of thousands more."
"Yes!" Everyone nodded.
"Mr. Ling, here are one-six-yuan and one-seven dollars..."
"If you want it, you want it all, buy it all for me!"
Ling Yansen snapped his fingers, and Lin Wencai came over from the corner of the room. Ling Yansen whispered, "Go and find out where the dealers are hiding now! In addition, how many goods have been obtained, come and report them quickly!"
"Mr. Ling, here are five thousand shares of 737, the asking price is RMB 18..."
"Buy! Kill them all! Listen, you can get whatever you want for less than three yuan!" Ling Yansen raised his hand, an extremely dangerous light reflected from his narrowed deep eyes, "I asked you to prepare to get the goods yesterday.
Lin Wencai, how are your subordinates doing?"
In fact, Lin Wencai came in just now to report the situation. Seeing that his boss was busy, he didn't bother him. The situation was not optimistic. He was still waiting for news, hoping for improvement, but he didn't expect Mr. Ling to be so quick.
So I asked.
"Lin Wencai?" Ling Yansen knocked on the table, and the joints and wooden boards hit, making a heavy rattling sound, like a drum, beating Lin Wencai's unprepared heart.
"Boss, I haven't found any of the wise men in these two stocks. My subordinates have gone to search separately. From last night to now, no one answered the phone. When I went to the residence, someone opened the door, but there were only servants and family members.
None of them were seen. It was like disappearing from the world. We even used our connections to dispatch a search team, but no trace was found."
Ling Yansen seemed to have expected such a result. Although his eyebrows were gloomy and looked a little depressed, his sharp-edged outline was iron-like calm and not chaotic. He lowered his head and cast a dark, long and sharp profile.
On the smooth floor, covered with large potted plants, it was gloomy and strange, "Humph, the people who placed 737 and 749 this morning were all retail investors. I have asked my broker a long time ago, and there are no big ones. Now 737 has risen.
At 2.2 yuan, 749 is about to break through 3 yuan. If this continues, it will be a bottomless pit. I seem to be able to guess what Xiao Yixiang’s idea is. This move is really secretive, attacking in the east and west, poisonous, cruel and
allow!"
"Mr. Ling, you don't mean to say that Xiao Yixiang and the young lady teamed up to deal with us and deliberately bought the stocks we released, causing Jiayu International's stock to plummet. This is just a smoke bomb. Xiao Yixiang's real purpose is to steal from our Jiayu International
Want money?"
Before Ling Yansen could nod, his assistant looked up from below and asked, "Mr. Ling, 737, it's two yuan and eight..."
Ling Yansen replied calmly and expressionlessly, "Don't ask me again. In short, as long as it's 737 and 749, I want a thousand shares, I want 10,000 shares, and even more, I want 10 million shares! In short, as long as I can get it together,
Fifty million shares, I fucking want it!"
"Boss, think again. This is simply a conspiracy. It's a bottomless pit. Even if Jiayu is as rich as the rest of the world, there are countless liquid funds. If you keep filling in like this, sooner or later you will fill in the blanks!"
Ling Yansen waved his hand and said with a tough look, "I will definitely give it to Awu if she wants it. Of course I have a way to make it cheaper for Xiao Yixiang's grandson! Just watch, this war won't last long. Hurry up and kill the man in charge now."
Tie this guy over to me, including his family. I want to see what Xiao Yixiang can do with the shareholders of 737 and 749 in my hands!"
Lin Wencai suddenly understood, nodded in agreement immediately, and hurried out of the office door. The tracing operation was launched again, but neither he nor Ling Yansen knew that the directors of the private equity funds of these two stocks had long been under Zhihe. If Xiao Yixiang hadn't
He was completely sure that he was a self-aware person, so how could he risk such a huge risk to touch the fierce tiger Ling Yansen?
Qingwu also noticed something unusual. She had been sitting in front of the computer and watching. From the opening of the market at 9 am to now, almost noon, the sales were all bulk goods. The largest ones were only 5,000 shares of 737 and 10,000 shares.
Stock 749, where is the big head?
Opposite is Xiao Yixiang's office. The blinds are drawn tightly, making it airtight, but people in suits keep coming in, either wearing glasses or middle-aged men. Only those who go in are seen, but no one comes out.
Qingwu couldn't help but ask Xiao Yixiang's secretary if there was a meeting inside, but she saw that the secretary was evasive and unwilling to say more.
When she was about to leave, she suddenly heard a quarrel coming from inside. Qingwu only heard the word private equity fund, and most of her doubts were cleared up. She went back to the computer and took a look. 737 had risen to 3.7 yuan, and 749 was updated.
He is so arrogant that he is about to break the four-dollar mark. If this continues, even if Jiayu International has inexhaustible money, it may not be able to afford 50 million shares before sunset. This is clearly Xiao Yixiang playing Ling Yansen and controlling
When were these two stocks sold and when were there no movements? Moreover, Qing Wu guessed that the holders of these two stocks, that is, the big investors, must be closely related to Xiao Yixiang. Otherwise, just based on these two dead stocks
The price has risen to this level and no one has sold it yet, which is abnormal enough.
Qingwu knocked on the door of Xiao Yixiang's office, and the men in the room who were busy discussing something with eyebrows and smiles all stopped talking.
Xiao Yixiang paused, put out the cigarette in his hand, stood up, opened the window, and dispelled the drunkenness in the room. Then he cleared his throat. His voice was like the eyes with slowly flowing water patterns behind the spectacle frames, smooth and delicate.
"who?"
"General manager, I am assistant Duan Qingwu."
Although Qingwu reported in this way, her voice was loud and not humble at all. She deliberately said it so that the group of people in the room could hear it.
Xiao Yixiang was stunned for a while, and then he said to the directors of the two stocks in the room, "Just do as you say. I guarantee that you will be prosperous and worry-free for the rest of your life, and I will not touch a hair of your family members. I'll say it."
Forget it. Okay, you all should leave."
The directors looked at each other. Although they sneered at Xiao Yixiang's approach of taking their family members as hostages, they were obviously a little worried. However, Xiao Yixiang secretly collected and bought these two stocks on the market, and then allocated them to them for private placement.
The fund model allows them to keep it on their behalf, which can be regarded as half of their employer. Even if the employer says it, they can only comply with it.
Qing Wu watched the men leaving in groups, and her mind wandered. Xiao Yixiang stood at the door with a smile, "Qing Wu, what do you want from me?"
"I do have too many questions, and I would like to ask General Manager Xiao to answer them one by one." Qingwu looked expressionless and walked in first. Although the windows were open, the smell of smoke was very strong in the room. The desks and chairs looked a bit messy. It looked like,
A moderate celebration banquet just passed here.
Xiao Yixiang closed the door and turned around. The elegant smile on his face had faded, but his voice still didn't change much. "I know what you want to ask, and the answer I give you is yes."
Qingwu suddenly turned around, slightly surprised, and her gaze at Xiao Yixiang became sharp and contemptuous. She pointed at his nose, looking angry.
"So, my guess is not wrong. The majority of the shares held by those two stocks are under your control. In other words, you are purely playing Ling Yansen and using my 15% equity in exchange for 737
Regarding the matter with 749, defrauding him of Ling Yansen’s Jiayu International money? Xiao Yixiang! What you are doing is too despicable! Let me tell you, even if I, Duan Qingwu, want to defeat Ling Yansen, I will not be ashamed to use your tricks. Quickly give me
I stop! If you don’t stop, I will call Ling Yansen now and tell him that 15% of the shares will be returned to Zhao. Don’t give him a penny back. This will make your conspiracy self-defeating.