Switzerland, Quantum Foundation Building.

Sorosi leisurely sipped his coffee.

The Hang Seng Index curve on the large screen changed from fluctuating up and down to a continuous decline.

It has now fallen below a certain point, and is very close to breaking through the 9000-point mark.

He could tell that the Dragon Scale Fund was about to collapse.

To be precise, the competitor ran out of money.

In the recent round of heavy attacks, the Quantum Fund has poured in no less than 400 billion yuan.

Even with the Hong Kong government's foreign exchange reserves used to rescue the market, no one could stop such a massive sell-off.

The confidence that investors had just begun to regain was shattered once again, and panic spread through the market like a plague...

The selling by both retail and institutional investors further accelerated the market decline.

Soros believes that if they can hold on for another 20 minutes, the Quantum Fund will secure victory by the time the morning stock market closes.

After the market opened in the afternoon, no matter how hard the opponents tried, they were unable to reverse the overall downward trend.

"Ruth, come in here for a moment, and oh, bring me a bottle of champagne while you're at it."

Soros pressed the intercom in the office.

"Yes, boss!"

"Let's bring an extra cup and have a toast to celebrate in advance."

"Yes, boss!"

A moment later, Ruth, the voluptuous secretary, swayed her hips as she walked in.

She held a sterling silver tray with both hands, on which sat a bottle of champagne and two stemmed glasses.

"Boss, your champagne is here."

"Put it on the table. Come on, fill the glasses and let's have a good drink together."

"Thank you, boss!"

Ruth deftly unscrewed the champagne bottle cap and filled both glasses.

He gently handed Sorosi a cup, and when his fingers touched the boss's palm, he teased him intentionally or unintentionally.

Sorosi accepted the champagne, his heart fluttering, and his eyes involuntarily burning with desire.

Ruth picked up another cup, gracefully walked up to the owner, and said sweetly:

"I wish the boss all the best in conquering Hong Kong Island and winning another victory!"

Her eyes, as deep as spring water, seemed to both resist and welcome.

Sorosi's heart burned with desire, and his eyes lingered on the woman's chest for a few more moments.

"Come on, Ruth, let's drink!"

"bite!"

The two clinked glasses and then drank it all down in one gulp without saying a word.

The atmosphere was ambiguous.

The two bodies slowly drew closer to each other...

"Boss...please don't do this, there are still people outside, ah..."

"Ah...ah...boss, it sounds like...it sounds like the phone is ringing!"

"Ring ring... Ring ring..."

"Fuck! Who is it?" Sorosi angrily shoved aside his disheveled secretary and yelled.

The phone on the executive desk did indeed ring.

Sorosi strode over angrily, grabbed the microphone, and said impatiently, "Who is it?"

"Boss, this is David from the finance department. The Hong Kong stock market is starting to rise again!"

"What did you say? Say it again?"

"It's true! Look at the chart! It's already broken through 9800 points! So fast!"

"Fuck!" Sorosi threw down the microphone, turned around, and ran to the electronic screen.

Just minutes before, the Hang Seng Index had been declining steadily, but now it was rising at an incredible speed:

9860 points...

point.....

point......

point......

......

This is insane!

What's going on?

Sorosi's burning heat was instantly extinguished, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him from head to toe.

"Ruth, quick! Notify all departments to dump all their stock and crash the market!!!"

"Yes!" Ruth straightened her clothes, turned around, and quickly left.

The stock index curve on the screen is still rising.

Its rate of increase has far exceeded that of the first half.

Isn't the enemy running out of ammunition and supplies?

How could they possibly have the strength to fight back?

Moreover, the strength of this counterattack is extraordinary.

Judging from this upward trend, the amount of money invested at once will definitely not be less than 500 billion!

Where did Dragon Scale Fund get so much money?

Hong Kong's foreign exchange reserves?

Even more impossible!

The entry of reserves into the market will be phased in; there could never be such a fierce offensive!

On the large screen, the soaring stock index has broken through the threshold.

"It's over! It's over!"

Sorosi stumbled back a few steps and slumped onto the sofa.

With trembling hands, he picked up the telephone receiver from the table again:

"Listen up, smash it! Smash it with all your might!!!"

"Boss, something terrible has happened! Dragon Scale has suddenly accelerated its fundraising efforts. In just a few minutes, they've already invested HK$600 billion!" It was David's voice.

"What?! 600 billion?!"

"Boss, it's more than 600 billion, and they're still going!"

"They're all insane! Have they all gone mad?!"

"And... boss, if the stock index rises to a certain point, all our short-selling futures accounts will be liquidated..."

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and sell your shares! If the market doesn't crash, you're all going to meet your maker!"

"But... the buying pressure is too strong, we simply can't withstand it! So far, the fund's paper losses have exceeded HK$230 billion!"

"How much? 230 billion?" Sorosi was stunned.

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