Hong Kong Government, Chief Executive's Office.

Huo Jianming listened carefully to the work report of Financial Secretary Zeng Bingquan.

This morning, the Hong Kong stock market was like a rollercoaster, with ups and downs that were both exciting and nerve-wracking.

Fortunately, the final result was satisfactory.

"Old Zeng, you're saying our total reserves invested in the stock market are less than HK$40 billion?"

Huo Jianming was in a good mood, but when it was lunchtime, he wasn't hungry at all.

People are in high spirits when they have good news, and that's exactly how it is now.

"That's just how it is. I never expected that Dragonscale Fund would act so ruthlessly."

Zeng Bingquan smiled and said:

"In this morning's battle, Quantum Fund lost at least 300 billion yuan. Of course, their accounts that shorted Hong Kong stock index futures may have suffered even greater losses!"

Huo Jianming was very puzzled: "Strange, where did he get so much money to lose?"

Zeng Bingquan explained, "If the Quantum Foundation doesn't have one, does that mean the Kwangtung Society doesn't?"

"Don't forget that the 400 billion yuan that suddenly entered the market and dumped shares midway through the period most likely came from the Glorious Society."

"Is it confirmed?" Huo Jianming asked suspiciously.

"We're still investigating," Zeng Bingquan replied, "but it's pretty close to the truth."

Huo Jianming sighed, "This time, we really owe a lot to the Dragon Scale Foundation. Without them, I can't imagine what the Hong Kong economy would have become."

"In the battle to defend Hong Kong's financial sector, Longlin deserves the greatest credit!"

Zeng Bingquan smiled and nodded in agreement: "The Chief Executive is right. It seems that we were right to support Longlin."

"Of course, humph, don't you even know who the boss behind Dragon Scale is?" Huo Jianming reminded him.

"Yes, yes, who would have thought? Lin Dong's wealth is terrifyingly powerful? Even the Glorious Society is no match for him. He's a force to be reckoned with!"

"His background and resources are beyond our comprehension... The authorities in Beijing have instructed us to handle our relationship with Lin Dong carefully."

"Could it be... that the higher-ups had already guessed that Lin Dong would intervene to save the market?"

"Otherwise what?"

Zeng Bingquan suppressed his last shred of disdain, suddenly recalling the four-word instruction that Beijing had relayed to the Special Administrative Region government that morning:

"Just do it!"

It turns out that there was a deeper meaning behind those words.

It seems that the higher-ups had anticipated this all along; once Dragon Scales made a move, they would not lose.

"Old Zeng, there's one more thing I need to tell you," Huo Jianming said. "Prepare sufficient reserves. We'll go all in as soon as the market opens tomorrow."

Zeng Bingquan was startled: "Old Huo, is something big about to happen?"

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The Ling family compound in the capital of China.

Ling Hongfei had just put down the phone.

His face was flushed, and his chest was heaving, indicating that he was quite agitated.

"Master, what's the message from above?" Ling Beiyue asked.

Ling Hongfei said, "It's definitely praise. Boss Lin put in a lot of effort in this Hong Kong matter, and it's thanks to the guidance of our Ling family."

"That works?" Ling Beiyue grinned. "Haha...we didn't lift a finger!"

"Brother, you're wrong to say that. How could our family not have contributed?"

Ling Qianyi, standing nearby, objected, pouting and saying:

"When Boss Lin established the Dragon Scale Foundation in Hong Kong, didn't I contribute anything?"

"I went to great lengths, using all my connections and influence..."

"Yes, yes, fourth brother, you've worked hard. Big brother misspoke, okay?"

Ling Beiyue laughed:

"Alright then, Quanjude is on me tonight!"

"Really? Then I'll have to treat you to a big meal, big brother!" Ling Qianyi was very happy.

Dragon Scale's victory is equivalent to Boss Lin's victory.

As the most important pawn that Lin Laoda placed in China, the Ling family has been able to rise rapidly in the past year or two, with each of their members achieving great success.

A large part of the reason is precisely because of Lin Dong.

Without Boss Lin as a backer, the Ling family's achievements probably wouldn't even reach one-tenth of their current level...

After the three brothers had laughed and joked around for a while, Ling Qianyi suddenly remembered something:

"Second Brother, now that we've won the financial battle in Hong Kong, does Boss Lin have any specific instructions for the next step?"

"Not yet, why do you ask?" Ling Hongfei asked, slightly surprised.

“Feifan called me just now and said something very strange,” Ling Qianyi said.

"What did you say?"

"Feifan told me to remind my second brother that if he wants to make big money, he should buy in with all his funds as soon as the stock market opens tomorrow."

"Stocks? Did he specify which market?"

"No, could it be... the stock markets of all of Asia? Any market?"

"How is this possible?!" Ling Beiyue exclaimed in shock. "Could it be... that Boss Lin is going to go all out?"

"Very likely!" Ling Hongfei's lips trembled slightly. "I have a very strong feeling that Boss Lin is going to buy up all the assets in Asia at rock-bottom prices!"

"Big brother, fourth brother, quickly notify third brother to mobilize all available funds in the family and go all in on the stock market first thing tomorrow morning!"

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30 minutes ago.

The Dragon Tower in Hong Kong Island, the gambling capital of Kokang in northern Myanmar, the various Italian Mafia families, the Pinault family in Europe...

Mysterious foundations in Northern Bear Country, gangs in island nations, gangs in the United States, the global Hongmen...

They all received an encrypted message from Jakarta.

The message was very simple, consisting of only one line:

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