Inside the VIP room, a broker wearing gold-rimmed glasses was sweating profusely and practically shouting, "Mr. Huo! Adding to your position now? Impossible! All the selling orders have been swept away! To buy at the market price, you have to queue up behind dozens of brokerage orders! You can't even buy even if you queue up!"
Huo Zhenting on the other end of the phone suddenly dropped the receiver, and it rolled several times on the expensive Persian carpet.
He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the crowds of people and cars swarming like ants in Central, his fists clenched tightly.
Just one word from Kobayashi Tianwang could cause the share price of Jardine Matheson to soar, like an invisible slap in the face.
His proud identity as a director of a leading British company was instantly overshadowed by the surging capital and crowds.
"Daddy..." Huo Zhenting's voice was filled with resentment and a hint of subtle panic. "Is that Japanese devil crazy? Just to compete with me, he sold everything he had to buy land in such a high-profile manner? Where did he get so much money? And he also caused Hong Kong stock investors to follow the trend like crazy..."
He couldn't understand how a so-called "Chinese overseas in Japan" who started out with comic books could have such a world-shaking torrent of funds.
Huo Yingdong sat upright on a mahogany armchair, slowly turning a pair of jade walnuts in his hands, but his face showed no emotion.
His gaze was penetrating, and through his son's angry face, he seemed to see a deeper undercurrent: "Money? In his hands, money is just a pool of living water that can transport capital. His real capital is the hearts of the people."
He paused, the jade walnut making a slight grinding sound. "Of the funds surging wildly in the stock market, 60% is from stockholders, those who follow the trend and believe in his Midas touch. He invests one, and he can leverage ten. That's what makes him so terrifying."
Huo Zhenting was stunned.
His father's words revealed something he had never thought about: Kobayashi Tenwang was essentially using the greed of the entire market as a bargaining chip!
Every time he announced that he was going to buy stocks, it was like throwing a fire into boiling oil, igniting the madness in people's hearts and their gambling nature of wanting to get rich quickly.
He acquired those inconspicuous "junk stocks" to train his troops, to test the waters, and to brainwash all the speculators in Hong Kong. Follow Xiaolin and you will get meat!
And today’s declaration against Jardine Matheson is his most intense and high-profile final exercise of this logic!
"Then are we...are we being used as a gun by him?" The anger on Huo Zhenting's face turned into an expression of incredible shock, and a chill crept up his spine.
He realized that Kobayashi Tenmo's move was not only to counter his provocation, but also to demonstrate a power that was enough to shake the foundation of British capital.
A strange light flashed in Huo Yingdong's cloudy eyes. He stood up slowly, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, stood side by side with his son, and looked down at the city swept by the "Kobayashi concept stocks".
"Hold still for now." Fok Ying-tung's voice was deep and powerful. "The show has just begun. He wants to be a director of Hong Kong Land? Very good. But our target is the entire Hong Kong Land Group. Zhen Ting, do you really understand this game? Will Hong Kong Land's share price continue to rise like this? Look at the stocks that followed the trend before, how bad are they now? I'm waiting for Hong Kong Land's share price to fall below HK$50... Then, our Fok family will acquire enough Hong Kong Land shares in one fell swoop. It won't just be a board seat, but we will directly take over Hong Kong Land..."
"What? Daddy! You... I get it! Oh my god! Daddy, you're encouraging me to fight Xiaolin Tianwang, and you're even specifically asking me to buy shares in the Hong Kong Land Group. So you're planning to swallow up the entire Hong Kong Land Group? Haha! Xiaolin Tianwang thinks he can manipulate the hearts and minds of people in the stock market, but in the end, you're the better Daddy..."
At this moment, Peter Ho suddenly realized the truth, and at the same time he was full of admiration for his father's "wiseness and foresight".
But in Central, in the top-floor office overlooking Victoria Harbour, the scene is quite different.
The heavy curtains blocked out the hustle and bustle of the outside world. The only sounds in the room were the low hum of the constant temperature air conditioner and Gao Qiaohao's steady and rapid reporting.
"Xiao Lin, the cash flow situation has been confirmed. Of the seventeen small Chinese-owned companies we acquired earlier, with the exception of the 5% stakes in some key companies you instructed us to retain, the rest were all liquidated yesterday in the secondary market. After deducting taxes and impact costs, the average return was a staggering 530 points.
The returned funds plus the profits remitted from Japan's "Dragon Jump" through Swiss banks that week, the current size of the Hong Kong fund pool available has exceeded HK$400 million.
The shares of Hong Kong Land we hold are 4.8% on the surface, but secretly, dozens of accounts hold about 12% of the shares..."
Lin Huowang stood in front of the huge glass curtain wall, holding a cup of black coffee in his hand.
He did not look back at the boring digital screens. His gaze seemed to penetrate the harbor and fall on the several British buildings standing majestically in Central, especially the tallest and most dazzling one among them - the headquarters of the Hong Kong Land Group.
"Four hundred million Hong Kong dollars." Lin Huowang's voice was not loud, but it was like an icy blade cutting through the air.
He took a sip of the bitter black coffee, frowned slightly, and then relaxed.
"Targeting Hong Kong, we've launched the 'Yellow Bird' plan. Execute the plan and clear out all the circulating shares as quickly as possible. No matter how high the price is, it's that last 0.2% that will bring our apparent shareholding to 5%. Then, we'll immediately apply for a board seat on Hong Kong's board of directors..."
This time, there's no need to hide the operation traces. Just buy in large quantities and push the stock price as high as possible. Let Mr. Huo and the boss of Jardine Matheson behind Hong Kong, Newbigin, truly experience the power of the stock market..."
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