After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future

"I knew you could do it."

Lu Liang squinted with a smile, patting Little Wang on the shoulder. He was very confident in handing this matter over to him.

Little Wang rolled his eyes and suddenly asked, "What's the deal with this Sun Yuchen?"

He was still bitter about being overshadowed during the last Tianxing annual meeting livestream.

"Just don't get involved with him, treat him as the second Zhao Changpeng. You guys are not the same type."

Lu Liang found it hard to describe. Unlike the '70s-born Zhao Changpeng, the '90s-born Sun Yuchen had obvious ambitions.

He had only given him a hand because he wanted to control Bitcoin. Little Wang was better off not getting mixed up in this affair.

Lu Liang suddenly laughed, "Smart, rest assured, I'm still your favorite."

"Screw you," Little Wang's face darkened. He got a few people's contact info from Liao Jie and then left.

"Clearly having a good time, when did he become so pretentious?" Lu Liang shook his head with a smile, quickly following Little Wang.

He returned to the company and called for Public Fund's Zhang Jing and Sun Yutao, who had just come back from New York.

"Mr. Zhang, the market opens the day after tomorrow. Take advantage of the frequent positive news during the festival and first cash out 50 billion to see the situation."

"If the market capacity is strong enough during the trading, cash out another 50 billion, at least reserve 100 billion in funds."

Lu Liang reviewed the Public Fund's asset details, with the current total assets being 504.6 billion and a net value of 1.682.

Among them, 130 billion is from Lou Shui Industrial District, an annualized 8.2% bond, with stock assets of 374.6 billion.

If it weren't for the bond dragging things down, with only 10.66 billion in annual revenue, the net value would have doubled by now.

"Okay, Mr. Lu." Zhang Jing nodded slightly and couldn't help but ask, "Is a stock market crash coming?"

Lu Liang sighed, "Sort of."

He just wanted to make money peacefully, but from the looks of it, a trade war seems inevitable.

As soon as the news breaks, the RMB will plummet. Once the currency plunges, the financial market will follow suit.

The New Energy Index has already risen from the initial 1458 points to the current 5830 points, becoming the market's heavyweight sector.

Tianxing Mixed Fund is also a heavyweight fund in new energy, so they should set aside more funds, always ready to bottom fish and save the market.

Zhang Jing nodded too, not asking more.

Seeing Lu Liang wave him off, he said, "Mr. Lu, if there's nothing else, I'll go prepare now."

"Go ahead."

Lu Liang nodded slightly again, turning his gaze to Sun Yutao, "Apart from Tesla's holdings, transfer out all other funds and wait for my signal."

The current RMB exchange rate is 6.72. As long as there's news from the West, not only will a large number of shorts enter the foreign exchange market to short the RMB, but there will also be a substantial number of domestic trade companies applying for settlements.

The RMB's steep decline is inevitable. Even if East Country strongly condemns it, they can't stop the rolling tide of the times.

What Lu Liang can do is help the country recover losses. Instead of letting others make money by shorting, he might as well make money by shorting.

At least the money he makes shorting will mostly stay in the country, and no matter how, it's still all in the pot.

"The trend of the era is not something one can reverse. If you can't reverse the market, you can only go along with it."

In the empty office, Lu Liang's low murmur echoed.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye,

On the seventh day of the New Year, the A-share market opened for business.

During the Spring Festival, the new energy market frequently had positive news.

First, Tesla announced its annual report, with a full-year revenue of 18.5 billion USD, including new energy credits.

Annual net income was 2.52 million USD, achieving profitability for the first time in fifteen years, with its market value breaking through 200 billion USD in one fell swoop.

Following closely, the government proposed five new measures, each supporting the development of the new energy industry.

Finally, Lenovo teamed up with Geely to acquire Lotus, making a strong entry into the domestic high-end electric vehicle market.

On the first day of the year, the sectors turned entirely green,

even the Shanghai Stock Exchange Index was set to challenge 3300 points again.

"Fellow countrymen, the bull market is really here. This time it's no lie."

"As long as you follow Liangzi and buy new energy stocks, I don't even know how I could lose."

The retail investors cried tears of joy, spreading the news. Many had been stuck since the 5178.19 points of the year before last.

On the first day of the New Year, not only was there a starting work red envelope, but the stock market also gave them a red envelope. This was undoubtedly the best comfort.

"Today is also a day full of vitality."

At the same time,

Lu Liang smiled as he stood at the company entrance like a doorman, handing out red envelopes all morning until his face was stiff from smiling.

"Is there no one else?" He turned to look at Chen Jinchun behind him, who had a lifeless expression, "There shouldn't be."

She couldn't understand, even when Xu Jiawei was there, Fang Shiyu could do it, and the front desk could too, why was she the only one holding the red envelopes.

Each red envelope was 1,200, with over three hundred red envelopes, she felt they weighed at least ten pounds, and her forearms were about to cramp.

"Finally done, take the rest back to finance."

Lu Liang rubbed his stiff cheeks, taking a deep breath.

Xiao Chen hesitated, stalling, looking back every few steps, Lu Liang impatiently asked, "If you have something to say, just say it."

Xiao Chen's face was full of flattery, "Mr. Lu, did you forget to give me a red envelope?"

Lu Liang chuckled, "There are still a dozen left up there, couldn't you just take one yourself?"

"If I take one, it would be stealing." Xiao Chen said seriously.

Lu Liang was both amused and annoyed, "Do you also want me to say Happy New Year and keep up the good work?"

"That's for sure, otherwise it wouldn't be complete."

Xiao Chen raised his chin, wearing an expression of absolute certainty.

Lu Liang hesitated to speak, a hint of helplessness flickered in his eyes. He picked up a red envelope, smiling as he handed it over with both hands, "Happy New Year, keep pushing forward."

"Thank you, Mr. Lu. Happy New Year to you too, may everything go smoothly and may all your wishes come true. I'll head off now."

Chen Jinchun chuckled, accepted the red envelope with both hands, bowed, and then took off in a flash.

Lu Liang couldn't help but laugh, "Fools have their own blessings."

He shook his head and walked into the office of Zhang Jing from the neighboring public fund.

At eleven in the morning, the Shanghai Stock Exchange Index surged by 2.2%, with 3,420 out of 3,821 stocks rising.

"How much have we cashed out?" Lu Liang asked.

"The market is in a great mood today, cashed out 82.5 billion in just one and a half hours," Zhang Jing replied.

He paused and added, "But with 17.5 billion left, if we cash out more, we'll need to issue a stock reduction announcement."

Lu Liang observed Northbound Capital and other foreign capital movements.

Not sure if they've received some news too, or if they're following the usual practice of reducing shares at highs, but they all coincidentally chose to cash out.

Even though the Shanghai Stock Exchange Index surged by 2.2% in one and a half hours of trading, more than 300 billion funds had actually flowed out.

"Did they cash out first, or are they following us?" Lu Liang pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked.

"They started flowing out during the bidding," Zhang Jing replied.

Upon hearing Zhang Jing's words, Lu Liang frowned, "Preemptively run, pause at noon, then issue a reduction announcement."

With the order given, Zhang Jing quickly walked to the trading room and instructed 120 traders to act swiftly.

At eleven-twenty in the morning,

ten minutes before the market closed.

The previously bullish K line suddenly gapped, with a bottom that seemed endlessly deep, offering no support.

2.1%... 1.75%... 1.22%...

0.65%... 0.42%... 0.02%...

Hundreds of stocks that had hit the daily limit began to break, and a vast amount of capital followed suit in selling, until the enforced pause at eleven-thirty.

It was like the Empire State Building in New York; it takes an hour to climb from the bottom to the top, but only 8.8 seconds to jump down from the top.

In just ten short minutes,

the market went from a 2.2% gain to just a 0.02% gain.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Where's the conflict this time?"

"Damn, at 11 o'clock I had a profit of 50,000, then went to have a meal, and now I'm down 30,000."

"Who the hell told me the bulls were coming? Was it just to lure people in and slaughter them?"

"Don't think too much, let's run fast this afternoon."

A K line that looked like a vertical drop instilled fear, leaving people without even the thought of buying the dip.

Because they all knew that the current red market was merely due to the pause, and this round of dropping hadn't reached the bottom yet.

"Damn it, I was just about to break even."

"I thought about taking advantage of the good market to add to my position, earn enough for an electric bike and then call it a day, to make up for years of mental anguish."

"As a result, damn it, I just wanted an electric bike, and ended up losing enough for a small car."

"Stop killing us, it hurts~~"

At noon, related topics surged to the top of hot searches, and financial bloggers on Douyin were lamenting in tears.

As fellow retail investors, netizens smelled the scent and flocked to the comment section to huddle for warmth, sharing today's gains and losses.

Those who lost 2,000 felt better seeing those who lost 20,000.

And those who lost 20,000 also felt better seeing those who lost 200,000.

Suddenly someone said, "Go check the Douyin headlines, they found the culprit of this drop."

At twelve-thirty in the afternoon, the Tianxing Mixed Fund announced, in the name of adjusting positions, the reduction of 18 stocks.

Among them, BYD and Ningde Era had the highest market value and were also the most reduced, with the two stocks seeing a combined reduction of 22.5 billion.

"Damn, Liangzi?"

"No wonder the market crashed."

"Damn, what do they want by reducing so much? Short selling A-shares?"

"So much for being brothers at heart, just surface brothers?"

"Laughing, can anyone really empathize with capitalists?"

"Don't forget how Liangzi got rich."

"They're just birds of a feather."

Even though Zhang Jing was the nominal general manager and also the fund manager, the retail investors vented their anger at Lu Liang.

Because reducing 18 stocks at the same time directly brought down the new energy sector, which in turn dragged down A-shares.

For such a big decision, someone like Zhang Jing definitely couldn't have made it on his own.

If he were capable of such a feat, he wouldn't have been just lukewarm in the market for over a decade, only gaining recognition under Lu Liang's wing.