He Ming asked several shareholders to issue a statement immediately, denying the rumors that they were planning to sell off their company shares, in order to reassure shareholders.
When he logged into Weibo, he discovered that major media outlets had already published news that a hidden billionaire had injected billions of dollars into the He family.
There's no doubt that this hidden tycoon is none other than Zhuang Li, and it's likely that these news reports were released at his behest. His actions have yielded significant results: the large-scale sell-off of He's stock has completely ceased, and the number of investors who are optimistic about He's and plan to hold onto their shares for the long term is rapidly increasing.
He's stock price soared in just one day. Not only did the short-selling institutions fail to make a profit, but they also lost all their money.
Several shareholders watched the market's upward trend and felt a wave of fear. They had only just listened to others' instigation and decided to sell their shares. If today's negotiations went smoothly, and they sold their shares before the stock price soared, they would still lose a lot of money!
The more they thought about it, the more resentful they became. When several shareholders issued a statement, their tone was very impressive, and they strongly refuted those remarks that looked down on the He family.
Another shareholder, interviewed by the media, stated that he was not planning to sell his shares but rather to increase them, expressing his optimism about the company's future.
This wave of combined punches sent He's stock price soaring again before the market closed. If the short-selling institutions were not ready to let go at this time, they would lose more.
The war ended with He's complete victory.
When everything was over, He Ming, who was so busy that he was almost out of breath, finally found time to call Zhuang Li.
Zhuang Li's lazy voice came from the other end of the line. He was like a cat sleeping soundly in the spring sunshine in March, his voice murmured in a very cute way. "What are you doing? Are you done with your work? You finally remembered me?"
His complaints made He Ming smile uncontrollably. It seemed that this little liar had been waiting for his call, and he was worried about him.
Thinking of this, He Ming's heart was surprisingly at peace. He almost blurted out, "Actually, I've been thinking about you all the time."
But his mind stopped him from talking. There was still a knot in his heart that he couldn't untie.
"Zhuang Li, you're very capable. You can live well without relying on anyone. I don't understand why you helped Xiao Yiheng steal He's trade secrets. You should know that's illegal. If you wanted to help him, you had plenty of ways to do it. Why hurt others and yourself?"
This is what He Ming finds difficult to understand.
Zhuang Li sighed deeply and said calmly, "He Ming, do you know what the most important factor in maintaining a marriage is? It's trust. Don't trust too much what others show you; you have to feel it with your heart."
He Ming listened quietly.
Zhuang Li suddenly asked, "Can you feel my love for you?"
He Ming didn't say anything. He could feel it, but he couldn't believe it. The sweet, affectionate conversations between Zhuang Li and Xiao Yiheng still lingered in his mind, causing him to suffer a heart-wrenching pain every day.
After a long silence, he finally said in a hoarse voice: "Is this "I love you" what Xiao Yiheng doesn't want anymore?"
Zhuang Li raised his voice: "He Ming, don't make me angry, otherwise I will let you also taste the pain of chasing your husband to the crematorium!"
He Ming's heart tightened for a moment. At this moment, he was truly frightened. He realized that besides being afraid of Zhuang Li crying, getting hurt, and being unhappy, he was even more afraid of Zhuang Li getting angry.
Every negative emotion of this person will torture his heart.
No wonder many people become henpecked after marriage. He Ming now truly understood those timid husbands.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong." He immediately lowered his head to admit his mistake, but unfortunately Zhuang Li had hung up the phone first, and he didn't hear his apology at all.
A layer of cold sweat broke out on He Ming's forehead. He quickly opened WeChat and sent a message saying "I'm sorry".
However, the system reminded him that he and Zhuang Li were not friends yet and could not communicate with each other. He had been blocked by Zhuang Li.
He Ming: “…”
A constant feeling of fear began to invade He Ming's heart. He had never been so flustered even when his company's stock price was being shorted.
Elsewhere, Zhuang Li tossed his phone onto the sofa, then turned around and continued to hunker down at his computer, manipulating He's stock price. There wasn't a trace of anger on his face, and he was humming an unknown song.
7480, who was also squatting in the dark room reading cartoons, was confused by him and asked curiously, "You're not angry? Then why did you block the gods?"
"I have to make him nervous for a while so that he will start to reflect. Once he has reflected long enough, he will definitely agree immediately when I ask for peace." Zhuang Li said casually.
7480 shook her head repeatedly and sighed, "I'm convinced! You even manipulate your own husband's emotions. If you were to engage in PUA, how many men and women would die in your hands? You're such a scumbag!"
Zhuang Li only raised his eyebrows slightly, and 7480 immediately became intimidated and quickly changed his tone to praise, "Master, you are so majestic. Without your help, the gods' fate this time would definitely be like what was written in the script. Your love for the gods is truly touching!"
Zhuang Li chuckled and continued to manipulate He’s stock price.
7480 stared at the market for a while and asked again, "Master, why are you still investing money? The stock price has already risen very high."
"Xiao Yiheng and Jin Erxian both bought He's shares on margin. The higher the stock price goes, the more they lose. They're still waiting for the next move from the short-selling institutions. I want to drive the stock price up high enough before they sell their shares, so that they won't lose enough to jump off the building."
7480 shuddered violently.
The host's desire for revenge is so strong that it's terrifying. Is it okay to force someone to jump off a building?
Zhuang Li chuckled again, his tone casual, "I was just joking. How could they be forced to jump off the building? There's a rich woman standing behind them. They borrowed part of the money for securities lending from Shao Hui. Xiao Yiheng borrowed 70 million, and Jin Erxian borrowed 30 million. Shao Hui is so rich, she won't be bothered by such a small loss."
After saying this, Zhuang Li chuckled again.
7480 finally understood the host's train of thought. Damn, it turned out that messing with Xiao Yiheng and Jin Erxian was just a side job, and the host's main target was Shao Hui!
Who says Shao Hui doesn't care about money? Shao Yan was hospitalized and needed surgery. Seeing that she was dying, she refused to pay the 200,000 yuan surgery fee. Does this mean she doesn't care about money? She values money more than her mother's life!
If she knew that Xiao Yiheng and Jin Erxian had teamed up to make her lose 100 million, she would have eaten both of them.
7480 clasped his hands together and silently said, "It's a sin to have such a brother!"
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Xiao Yiheng's ultimate goal in shorting the He family was to annex the He family. If his plan succeeded, the "Land of Weft and Belt" would skip five or six years of development and become the leader in the textile industry.
So he invested heavily in the stock market. Not only did he borrow 70 million from Shao Hui, he also invested all his savings plus all the deposits the company had recently received.
He knew the true situation of the He family, so he firmly believed that the He family could not survive this encirclement.
However, at the end of the day, reality was completely different from what he had imagined. He had lost all his money in the stock market, and if he couldn't add margin in time, his position would be forcibly liquidated. The loss after forced liquidation was unbearable for him, who had only been in business for a few years.
As a last resort, he had to use the money the company had just borrowed to pay the deposit.
Even if the "Phantom Feather" launch conference is a great success and the company continues to make huge profits through "Phantom Feather", it will take Xiao Yiheng four or five years to make up for the loss.
In other words, before Jingwei Zhiguo even started turning a profit, Xiao Yiheng had already spent all of the company's profits for the next several years. Now, he didn't know how to explain this to his thousands of employees and more than a dozen shareholders.
He can't even pay next month's wages.
Xiao Yiheng's body broke out in a cold sweat as he stared at the ever-increasing market. He was ready to sell at every rising point, yet he also pinned his hopes on the next plunge. Greed and a desire for luck were driving him deeper and deeper into this quagmire.
When the stock market was about to close, it was too late for him to sell. The He Group’s stock price had strangely soared a lot.
In just one moment, Xiao Yiheng lost the next ten years of Jingwei Zhiguo's revenue. The funding gap widened further to a point that he could no longer bear.
When he finally came to his senses and made up his mind to sell, the stock market was only a few minutes away from closing and all trading was halted. He missed his last chance to save himself.
He stared at the gradually darkening screen, his mind spinning. Cold sweat soaked his forehead and back, making him feel cold all over. Despair surged into his heart like a tide, but was suppressed by a trace of luck.
Tomorrow! There's still hope tomorrow! Tomorrow, short-selling institutions will continue to exert their strength, and He's stock price will definitely plummet. Xiao Yiheng could only comfort himself in this way.
Meanwhile, Jin Erxian sat blankly at his desk, staring blankly at the computer screen. He had no money for additional margin, and his position had been liquidated.
His colleagues milled around him, but he couldn't hear a thing. A buzzing, humming sound echoed in his ears, giving him a splitting headache. The hundreds of millions in losses weighed down on him like a mountain, making it difficult for him to even breathe.
In a trance, he seemed to hear the sound of his neck bones breaking.
His colleagues called him several times, but he didn't respond, so they had to give him a gentle push. Then he collapsed to the ground, his forehead covered in cold sweat and his body twitching.
The colleague was startled and shouted loudly, then dialed 120.
Many people gathered around and gave Jin Erxian first aid.
When He Ming heard the noisy sound outside and came out to check, several nurses had already carried Jin Erxian away, leaving only an empty seat and a crushed mouse.
"What happened to Jin Erxian?" He Ming's face was full of worry.
"He seems to have had a heart attack. It's really strange, how could such a young man have a heart attack? He doesn't usually work overtime!" An assistant shook his head in confusion.
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