Lu Feng called several newspapers and told them that he was basically telling a revenge story about how Chen's Capital had censored and humiliated him back then, and now he was going to take it all back.
This is bound to be explosive news for the financial world, which has been rife with undercurrents recently.
It was already late at night, and Mr. Feng was still awake. Lu Feng did not attend the family dinner, but he had some free time. He made phone calls to various securities, banks, funds, insurance companies and institutions that night. At first, he talked about interpersonal relationships, but as he probed, he began to have deeper conversations.
Mr. Feng has considerable influence in the financial world, even more so than Mr. Chen.
To overthrow a financial group as large as Chen's Capital, you absolutely need a pack of wolves. If you want to eat meat, you have to give others soup. If you want others to cooperate with you, you have to offer some conditions.
The two sides had a good initial conversation on the phone and agreed to have afternoon tea together the next day to discuss how much profit they could make.
Inside the Chen family villa, after washing up, Mr. Chen came out wearing a bathrobe and went straight to the massage room. He lay down on the massage bed, where two masseuses were already waiting.
"Just help me relax." Ms. Chen lay on the bed, her voice extremely tired. Over the past few years, she had truly felt herself getting old.
After removing their bathrobes, the two young girls busied themselves with very professional techniques. Mr. Chen squinted slightly, turned his head to see the masseuse's fair thighs, and reached out to touch them.
"ah!"
The young massage girl was startled; she had clearly never experienced anything like this before.
"What are you calling me? Here's your money!" Mr. Chen's voice held a hint of displeasure.
The little girl went back to her spot and continued applying essential oil to her back.
Su Yourong had been secretly observing President Chen's movements from home. When she saw him finish washing up and enter the massage room, she stood at the door quietly watching the scene before her.
Mr. Chen closed his eyes in great enjoyment. Seeing this, Su Yourong slowly walked over, waved to the young girl giving him a massage, and signaled that she could leave.
She took the little girl's place and started pressing the buttons.
Mr. Chen felt that the force seemed a little off, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He reached down and touched his thigh. After a while, he frowned slightly, looked up, and saw that it was Su Yourong. He said, "Why are you here instead of sleeping?"
"Let me give you a massage. I've been studying really hard lately," Su Yourong said, pressing her hand on your back. "You should rest. You've been working too hard lately."
"Yourong, we've known each other for a while now. Things haven't been going well at the company lately, and I'm afraid something bad is going to happen," President Chen said, as if to himself.
“I don’t know anything about finance. I only handle small things at the company. I can’t do anything big. I can only handle some trivial matters. I can’t help you with anything.” Su Yourong said, rubbing his back. “All I can do is learn some massage techniques so that you can sleep better.”
"You are indeed very considerate. I remember you said that you used to have a very big business. Are you a woman who sat in a high position and are you willing to come to this point?" President Chen asked tentatively.
Su Yourong thought for a moment and realized that this was not a good answer. If she said she was willing, it would be a lie. Their experiences were too similar, and President Chen understood the mind of this type of woman very well.
“It would be a lie to say I’m willing, but that’s how fate is. You can only truly see yourself when you fall to the bottom. My biggest regret is that Jiafeng Electronics didn’t go under!” Su Yourong’s voice carried a hint of coldness.
Upon hearing this, Mr. Chen's guard dissipated considerably. He said, "Just stay by my side and I won't treat you badly. Don't be unhappy about anything else. I have been neglecting you a bit lately."
"It's okay, as long as I can be by your side, that's enough. If you have a new love, go ahead and have fun. When you're done, I'll still be there for you."
Su Yourong was extremely understanding. She knew very well what kind of person President Chen needed by his side. A woman like Su Yourong would be liked by men, let alone women.
“You’re quite insightful. Finance isn’t like a regular business. Do you even know the essence of finance?” Mr. Chen asked.
"How would I know!"
"The essence of finance is interpersonal relationships. It's easy to get money from various channels, but it's hard to spend it, and even harder to spend it with a profit. I've gotten to where I am today entirely because of my connections in Hong Kong." Mr. Chen said, seemingly with a hint of warning, "Many people are envious of me, but no one can bring me down!"
"Although I haven't been in the financial industry for long, your reputation is well-known." As Su Yourong spoke, she began to undress.
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Lu Feng tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. He felt he could make a fortune on Chen's Capital's stock, but he also knew that the stock market was unpredictable, and every transaction added to the uncertainty.
This is also why he doesn't touch stocks after his rebirth. He can make a small fortune by relying on his memories of stocks from his previous life, but becoming a stock market guru is just wishful thinking.
The stock market is a real-time trading system. Every company's stock is held by major investors, institutions, funds, and other entities. At the same time, some large companies also engage in share buybacks.
If Lu Feng were to invest a few million or tens of millions, there would naturally be little splash or fluctuation. However, if a large amount of capital were to enter the market, causing the stock price to rise too much, institutions and financial companies would believe that the stock had reached its peak and would sell it off quickly. In that case, his previous life's worthless memories would be completely useless.
It's like buying lottery tickets. The system calculates the numbers, and if you were certain that a certain number would win in your previous life, you would buy a thousand tickets at once. Would that number still win?
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