bookbashuk Chapter 1807: Eight Characters Don't Match
Chapter 1807: Eight Characters Don't Match
After dropping Wang Yuyan off at the hotel for her exchange internship early in the morning, Jiang Cheng drove towards Renji Mountain Villa.
Jiang Cheng had spent the last two nights with Wang Yuyan. As a good man who was a master of time management, he could only come over early in the morning.
After the elevator came up, Jiang Cheng pressed the doorbell several times, and then registered his fingerprint to unlock it.
When the door was opened, the motion-sensor light in the entryway turned on, casting a warm yellow glow across the living room carpet.
Jiang Churan was carrying a half-cup of warm milk and was walking towards the door.
Seeing the astonishment on Jiang Cheng's face, followed by a surprised question, she asked, "Why did you come so early in the morning?"
Jiang Cheng slammed the door shut behind him.
He walked over, his voice slightly hoarse and languid: "Don't say anything. I've been busy for two nights straight. The first thing I wanted to do after finishing this morning was to come and see you."
Hearing this, Jiang Churan felt as if her heart had been warmed by water, and she felt completely melted.
She didn't even put down the milk glass in her hand, but ran over quickly, stood on tiptoe, and hugged his waist tightly.
"You've worked so hard." She buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled and filled with heartache. "You must not have rested at all, right?"
Jiang Cheng chuckled softly, raised his hand to ruffle her soft hair, and gently patted her back with his palm.
"It's alright," she said softly, with a hint of coaxing, "Seeing you makes me feel less tired."
Upon hearing this, a sweet smile appeared on Jiang Churan's lips.
She tilted her head back, stood on tiptoe, and pecked him on the chin.
Then, somewhat shyly, she buried her face in Jiang Cheng's chest.
Her nose brushed against the faint scent of tobacco and crisp cedar on his shirt, but she soon caught a whiff of something else.
She suddenly wrinkled her nose, raised her head, and gently poked Jiang Cheng's collar with her fingertip.
With a hint of mischievous suspicion in her eyes, she said, "You haven't showered yet, have you? Why do you smell faintly of perfume? Looks like you really stayed up all night and are completely exhausted."
The sudden attack made Jiang Cheng's eyelids twitch.
The lyrics "You smell like her perfume" immediately came to mind.
Holy crap, you know what, Wang Yuyan has a habit of wearing perfume when she goes out.
When two people hug and cuddle, it's inevitable that they'll pick up a little bit of perfume.
Oh my god, I have a feeling this is about to crash.
I can only say I never expected this girl to be such a detail-oriented person.
Fortunately, he was steady enough and had the skill of sitting as still as a bell, so he didn't reveal the slightest flaw on his face.
He reached out and pinched her cheek, his tone as natural as could be: "I've been keeping an eye on the project these past few days. I've been in a meeting with those people all night, and the private room is always full of people coming and going. Who knows whose scent I've picked up. Look, they're still talking about wrapping things up in the group chat right now."
As he spoke, he actually took out his phone and waved it around, the screen of which happened to be on the private group chat interface.
Jiang Churan didn't look at it much, only glancing at it symbolically.
Then, with a sensible smile, she tiptoed and straightened his wrinkled tie for him.
"You still need to take care of yourself. Take a good rest after you're done. I'll warm up a glass of milk for you to warm your stomach."
Just as she was about to turn around, Jiang Cheng grabbed her wrist.
The man leaned closer to her, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe, his voice deep and slightly teasing: "I'd rather eat you than drink milk."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng picked her up and carried her towards the bedroom.
Jiang Churan gasped and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, her cheeks instantly turning bright red.
Seeing the smile in his eyes and his tireless energy, her tiny doubts vanished instantly.
I was clearly overthinking it; he obviously has plenty of energy...
Soon, professional combat skills were being displayed in the bedroom.
Along with the various voices came Jiang Cheng's teasing.
"Girl, I feel like our birth charts aren't quite compatible..."
"What birth chart? Then let go of my legs."
"I'll let go if you want, since our birth charts match... Sit up..."
More than an hour later, Jiang Cheng had one arm around Jiang Churan's smooth and soft waist while looking at the messages in the small group.
Zheng Zhigang: The red line is about to touch the key position. The upward movement in the past few days has been effective, and there are more and more follow-up orders in the market. We have made a lot of money.
Jiang Cheng: Let the algorithm continue to buy in small orders, don't stop. The 4000 million shares of long orders from the three overseas companies are supporting the price and steadily pushing it up, with a target of 183.5.
Qin Fen: Received. Oak, Lone Pine, and Tiger have all moved in sync. The chart looks beautiful, without a single flaw.
He Youjun: The risk control calculations show that 183.5 is exactly $1.5 below his liquidation line of 185. At this position, the other party has no room to struggle.
Wang Congcong: Brother Cheng creates the illusion of a big market rally, and those who follow will definitely think there's still profit to be made, so they'll willingly take over. Once they've filled their positions, we'll reverse course and dump the shares, making money from both sides.
Wang Zheng: I've also reviewed the risk control on my end. Once it stabilizes at 183.5, the following traders can hold on for at least ten more minutes, enough for us to clear out our high-level long positions. By then, their margin will be exhausted, and they won't be able to get out even if they want to.
Jiang Cheng: During the hunt, don't move. Wait for your father's signal.
Qi Yuan: Okay, Dad.
Wang Congcong: @Qi Yuan, you were silent when people were discussing things, but you were quick to acknowledge me as your father.
Qin Fen: @Brother Wang is still the best, I am completely outmatched.
He Youjun: Haha, my brother's dad is still a dad.
Qi Yuan: @Wang Congcong, you're the most shameless one...
Seeing Jiang Cheng flaunting his authority right in front of her, Jiang Churan couldn't help but smirk.
The body that was originally lying next to Jiang Cheng couldn't help but move even closer.
No new messages popped up; only the numbers on the stock price chart kept changing. Everyone stared at the screen, tacitly waiting for the wave of funds destined to be buried to fall completely into the pit.
The group was quiet for a few minutes, with only the notification sound of real-time market data updates constantly ringing.
Suddenly, Adrian Cheng sent in another screenshot of the transaction details, filled with densely packed small green text.
Zheng Zhigang: It's here! 183.5! The brokerage firm says his account is in serious trouble, and they've issued an ultimatum.
Jiang Cheng: We can close the net now.
The four words had barely appeared when Qin Fen replied instantly: Received! Simultaneously, the three overseas companies began to cash out in batches at high prices, gradually closing out long positions to prevent the stock price from falling!
Almost simultaneously, Xu Zhigang's trader frantically pounded on the keyboard, his voice trembling with the sound of crying.
Almost simultaneously, Xu Zhigang's trader frantically pounded on the keyboard, his voice trembling with tears: "Mr. Xu! We can't hold on any longer! The stock price is stuck at 183.5, and our 1.5 billion in margin is almost gone! We're only $150 away from the liquidation line, and the brokerage says if we can't add more money, they'll force liquidation!"