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Because the G-share market continued to decline, it caused a small-scale panic. International hot money began to launch continuous attacks on Hong Kong City, resulting in a large number of follow-up selling.
After successfully making profits from the stock airdrop, the morale of international speculators led by S was greatly boosted. They no longer hid their ambitions but instead used the old propaganda tactics in a big way.
He frequently appeared in major media outlets, making various remarks unfavorable to Hong Kong, and clamoring to completely defeat the G-coin just as it had swept across East Asia. This series of public opinion guidance immediately attracted a large amount of swing capital to join S's camp.
Panic is spreading.
As night falls, the skyscrapers in the financial district appear cold and ruthless under the neon lights.
"Evan, it's time for us to act!" In the office, SAM's eyes flashed with greed and excitement. "The market has given a signal. This is a great opportunity."
Lin Xiaohe sat behind his desk, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, his eyes revealing a hint of apology and determination.
"I'm sorry, SAM, but I will absolutely not participate in this attack on Hong Kong City."
"Why? Aren't we always pursuing the highest rate of return?" SAM walked closer and tried to persuade his old friend, but his tone was already displeased.
"Because that's my hometown." Lin Xiaohe looked directly into Sam's eyes and said word by word, "I can't just stand by and watch its wealth being plundered."
Sam seemed to have heard a big joke. "Hey, man, don't bring up these political positions when it comes to finance. We look at the numbers and we want money."
He tossed a newspaper over. "Look, this report says it all. Mr. Su, a Hong Kong resident, went on a six-day trip to the mainland, only to find upon his return that his stocks, originally worth over 300,000 yuan, were worth less than 40,000 yuan. If I remember correctly, the owner of this newspaper is from Hong Kong, just like you, right?"
Lin Xiaohe's fingers paused, and he was silent for a long time. Finally, he slowly said, "I am different from him. Sam, I think it's time to dismantle our team."
Hearing this, SAM's face instantly turned ashen and he was filled with anger.
"What the fuck? What are you talking about? We've been working together for so many years, how could you..." His voice trembled with anger.
Hearing the quarrel in the office, Xu Mengyao pushed the door open and walked in.
Seeing the two of them on edge, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"Yao, you're here at the right time. Evan has gone crazy. I think you need to take him to see a doctor." Sam did not hide his anger.
"Sam, you've been my best partner over the years. We've made a lot of money together, and our chemistry is irreplaceable." Lin Xiaohe's voice was filled with reluctance. "But on this matter, I can only stand against you, so it's really time to break up the team."
Lin Xiaohe explained in a sincere voice.
Xu Mengyao tried to mediate: "Sam, you can choose to defend the port city with us. There is also a chance of winning, right?"
Sam looked at her with disbelief, as if she were a creature from another world.
"Yao, sometimes your confidence really scares me. S said he has Hongcheng in his sights, and even Jesus couldn't stop him. Do you say the chance of winning is 0.001 percent? Or even less?"
"Objectively speaking, I bet 51% that S can't take over Hong Kong City." Xu Mengyao gave him a specific number after careful consideration.
"You need to go see a psychiatrist with him too," SAM sneered disdainfully.
"I'm serious, Sam. With China behind Hong Kong City, they will definitely do their utmost to maintain the stability of Hong Kong City." Xu Mengyao emphasized her point.
"I'm sorry, but I have to say that the Chinese people are still doing the hardest and most tiring OEM work in the world. The entire country is struggling to accumulate foreign exchange, and its own economy has not yet improved. How can they have the energy to save Hong Kong City?" SAM shook his head with sarcasm in his tone.
At this point, there was no need for either side to convince the other any further.
"In that case," Lin Xiaohe stood up, "We've made our decision, which means we have to go our separate ways."
Sam stood at the door, sneered at Lin Xiaohe and Xu Mengyao, and said, "We do need to dismantle them. I'm going to pick six people to take away first. You're crazy enough to spend real money in the financial market to show your patriotism. Haha, I can only wish you good luck. Remember to save enough money for your return tickets."
After saying that, he left the office without looking back, leaving behind a heavy silence.
Xu Mengyao gently placed her hand on Lin Xiaohe's shoulder and comforted him: "Don't be sad, all good things must come to an end. Time will prove that your choice is right."
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The attacks of international hot money have intensified. They have been shorting G coins on a large scale and accumulating a large number of short positions in stocks and stock index futures. According to official news and data, as of August, international hot money had about 80,000 short contracts. For every 1,000-point drop in the G-share index, international hot money can make a profit of 4 billion G coins.
(To put it simply, a short futures position means I spend money to predict the price of a commodity at a certain point in the future. If the price actually falls below that point, I make money. If it rises above that point, I lose money.)
The estimated date by international hot money led by S is August 28. The average cost of S's position building is around 7500 points of the index, which means that on the futures settlement day of August 28, if the index is lower than 7500 points, S will make money, otherwise if it is higher than 7500 points, S will suffer losses.
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