Time flies like an arrow; in the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.
For more than half a month, Chen Ze and Ge Weidong worked closely together to face Louis Dafoe. This fierce duel lasted for a whole month, with neither side giving an inch, and the battle was extremely close.
However, after arduous efforts and with the tacit cooperation of numerous domestic institutions and cotton companies, they finally achieved a phased victory.
Meanwhile, in his office in Louis Dalfoor, Jess was reviewing the month's data with a worried expression. When he saw the final results, he was dumbfounded—he had lost a staggering one billion RMB!
With a heavy heart, Jess slowly took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, opened the cap, poured himself a glass, and gulped down several mouthfuls, trying to numb himself with alcohol. As he drank in silence, he racked his brains trying to figure out how to explain this huge loss to his boss.
Meanwhile, at the Emperor Hotel in Shanghai, a completely different scene was unfolding.
Chen Ze, Ge Weidong, and the owners of over a hundred cotton companies gathered here to celebrate this milestone victory and share a feast.
As the leader of this operation, Ge Weidong stood confidently on the podium, beaming with smiles, and said, "It was no easy feat for us to successfully resist the short-selling activities of foreign capital this month. This is inseparable from the concerted efforts and united will of everyone present!"
Before he finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.
"Clap clap clap clap clap..."
This enthusiastic applause was not only a praise for Ge Weidong, but also an affirmation of everyone's joint efforts.
After the applause, Ge Weidong continued, "Of course, President Chen, who fought alongside us this time, provided us with important connections at crucial moments, which greatly helped us in the media and public opinion. Let's give a round of applause to the young President Chen."
The audience turned their attention to Chen Ze, and then burst into even more enthusiastic applause.
Chen Ze stood up gracefully and smiled and nodded at everyone.
At this moment, Mr. Huang, the owner of a cotton company, came over and said, "Mr. Chen is so young yet so capable. His future is definitely limitless!"
Others chimed in.
Only Mr. Yu, who was present, spoke sarcastically: "Hmph, so young, he probably just got ahead by relying on his father's connections. How much real ability could he possibly have?"
These words instantly created an awkward atmosphere.
Chen Ze was not angry when he heard this. Instead, he smiled and said, "President Yu, don't forget our 100 million bet. I believe you are not the kind of person who would renege on a debt."
After hearing this, President Yu's expression became somewhat unnatural. He then snorted coldly, "A mere 100 million? You think I would renege on your debt? That's a joke. Don't forget that we've only achieved a partial victory so far. I advise you not to be too happy."
"Heh! Mr. Yu, one hundred million may not be a lot, but I believe that absolutely no one here would dare to renege on my debt," Chen Ze sneered.
At that moment, Ge Weidong's voice came from the podium again.
"What you may not know is that last night when I was browsing the web, I accidentally discovered that our CEO Chen is actually Mr. Chen Ze, who is ranked third on the Forbes China Rich List. I originally thought that the billionaire Chen Ze was just an old man with the same name as our CEO Chen. But when I looked at his photo, I realized that this person is our CEO Chen himself."
As soon as he finished speaking, the business owners in the hotel lobby started discussing it.
"Holy crap! He's that billionaire with a net worth of tens of billions. I've seen his personal assets, which are currently at 51 billion, and his company's market value is over 85 billion."
"My God! 51 billion? He's only in his early twenties, is he some rich young master from a powerful family?" the boss next to him asked in shock.
On the other side, Mr. Huang, sitting next to Chen Ze, looked at Chen Ze with disbelief. "Mr. Chen, is that Chen Ze, who's in the top three of the Forbes China Rich List, really you?"
Chen Ze shrugged and smiled, “Mr. Huang, I haven’t paid attention to the Forbes China Rich List either. I’m too busy to look at that list. But I think those rankings are all fake. There are many real rich people and hidden billionaires in China. It’s just that no one has the ability to find out their assets. I personally think that everyone should not care about those rankings. Running your own business well is the most important thing.”
Upon hearing this, President Yu's face turned extremely ugly. Just moments ago he had been sarcastic and sarcastic, but now he looked as if his spine had been ripped out. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word for a long time.
Soon, Ge Weidong finished his speech on stage and said loudly into the microphone, "Next, let's invite Mr. Chen Ze, one of the heroes of this cotton futures battle, to come up and say a few words."
"Clap clap clap clap clap..."
Amidst applause, Chen Ze walked onto the stage and took the microphone from Ge Weidong.
Ge Weidong patted him on the shoulder, "President Chen, the stage is in your hands now."
Chen Ze smiled and nodded.
He cleared his throat and slowly began to speak: "It is my personal honor to be able to contribute to the defense of our country's cotton market. The achievement of this phased victory is the result of the concerted efforts of everyone present. So everyone is a hero. Foreign capital that wants to reap our wealth on our Chinese soil is just wishful thinking."
Chen Ze's voice was firm as he scanned the entire room.
He paused for a moment and continued, "We cannot let our guard down because of this partial victory. Louis Dafoe will not give up easily, and there will definitely be more intense battles waiting for us in the future."
The audience nodded in agreement, their expressions turning serious.
Chen Ze continued, "Next, we must continue to strengthen cooperation and information sharing, while closely monitoring international market dynamics. I believe that as long as we are united, we can ensure that the people of Louis Dafoe come in standing up and leave carrying us out on their backs."
"Clap clap clap..." Enthusiastic applause rang out again from below the stage, as everyone was encouraged by Chen Ze's words.
Enthusiastic applause echoed in the hotel lobby.
Chen Ze pressed his hands down slightly, signaling everyone to be quiet.
Upon seeing his gesture, everyone quieted down.
"Now that everyone knows who I am, I'll be frank. I own many companies and am usually quite busy, so I can't work alongside President Ge every day. I hope you all understand. And to make matters worse, tomorrow, August 8th, is my wedding day, so I definitely won't be able to attend..."
At this moment, a business owner in the second row stood up and asked loudly, "Mr. Chen, aren't you going to invite everyone to your wedding? None of us received your invitation."
Chen Ze smiled and said, "For those of you who have time to attend, I will have my secretary send you invitations after dinner."
Chen Ze delivered a lengthy speech that lasted more than ten minutes before he finished. He quickly stepped down from the stage and sat down next to Ge Weidong.
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